vrcanaries Chapter 1117: Please invite Concubine Chen to accompany you (116 million reward points plus addition
Chapter 1117: Please invite Concubine Chen to accompany you (116 million reward points plus addition
In his eyes, a woman who was known as the Imperial Concubine's sister was no different from a decoration. Whether she existed or not, it could not cause the slightest ripple in the emperor's heart.
Nangong Xuanyu smiled and said, "Go and ask Concubine Chen to come over."
The excitement in his heart was something he longed to share with the person dear to his heart, even if it was just to let her sit quietly beside him.
Li Changde's heart trembled, and he immediately responded: "I obey your order!"
He did not ask anyone else to help him, but got off the imperial carriage and went there himself.
There was a warm fragrance floating in the phoenix chariot, and Shen Zhinian leaned against the soft pillow with his eyes closed to rest.
Fuqiu was silently tidying up the incense burner.
In the corner, Shen Nanqiao was kneeling on a small stool with a set of warm white jade tea set in front of him.
She was holding the kettle and pouring hot water into the cup. The corner of her eye seemed to be poisoned as it fell on Shen Zhinian's tranquil profile, and a wave of humiliation surged in her heart.
Shen Zhinian, that bitch, actually treated her like a slave!
It would be fine if she could take the opportunity of making tea to put Xiulang's poison into it.
But Shen Zhinian seemed to be very wary of her and never drank the tea she handed over.
As a result, Shen Nanqiao had no choice but to curl up in a corner and make tea for himself in frustration.
The curtains moved slightly, and a cool breeze with a smell of dust quietly flowed in.
Li Changde appeared outside the phoenix chariot, bowed slightly, and said respectfully to Shen Zhinian inside: "Your servant greets Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine Chen, may Her Majesty be blessed with good fortune and safety!"
"His Majesty has given his order. Please ask Your Majesty to move the imperial chariot and accompany him."
Shen Zhinian slowly opened her eyes. There was not much emotion in those charming fox eyes, only a hint of expected laziness.
She didn't even stand up immediately. She just took the hand that Fuqiu extended at the right time, sat up straight with an elegant posture, and nodded slightly: "I understand. Thank you, Eunuch Li."
"Your Majesty, you're welcome."
Fuqiu immediately straightened Shen Zhinian's slightly wrinkled skirt with gentle and quick movements.
From beginning to end, she didn't even look at Shen Nanqiao in the corner.
Shen Nanqiao's hand holding the teapot shook violently, and the scalding hot tea splashed out, scalding the back of her hand red, but she was completely unaware.
She raised her head suddenly, her eyes filled with unexpected shock and jealousy!
Accompanying driver?
Your Majesty wants Shen Zhinian to move the imperial chariot in front of everyone? !
What an honor this is...
Li Changde still maintained a respectful attitude, stepped aside to make way, and bowed slightly: "Empress Chen, please."
Shen Zhinian took Fuqiu's hand and walked down the phoenix chariot calmly. The dusty wind of late autumn immediately blew up her azure skirt and a strand of hair on her temples.
Under the guidance of Li Changde, she walked step by step towards the bright yellow imperial chariot in front of her that symbolized the supreme imperial power!
The entire royal team seemed to be slowed down by an invisible force.
The princess lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and the color instantly faded from her beautiful face. Her carefully maintained nails were digging into the carriage window so hard that they were almost broken.
She looked at Shen Zhinian's back, as if he was alone, and a feeling of unwillingness welled up in her heart.
She had endured so many years in the Qiandi Palace and raised the third prince, but she was not even qualified to get close to the imperial carriage.
And Concubine Chen was able to climb up so easily...
Xuanpin was holding the pipa, with pure admiration and envy in her clear eyes. She whispered to Zhu'er, "Your Majesty treats Sister Guifei Chen very well."
In fact, she also wants to be with her sister...
Concubine Zhuang sat upright in the carriage. Her fingers that were twisting the Buddhist beads paused for a moment, then returned to normal.
But under his lowered eyelids, his eyes were a little deeper than usual.
The favor from Concubine Chen is truly like adding fuel to a raging fire.
The eldest princess leaned her small body against Concubine Zhuang, but her clear big eyes looked through the slit in the car window at the bright yellow imperial chariot in front of her, which was closely guarded by the imperial guards and symbolized supreme majesty.
The brocade curtain had fallen for a long time, but the figure of Empress Chen seemed to still be swaying before her eyes.
My father's imperial chariot is a place that even my mother has never been to...
"Mother..."
The eldest princess' voice was muffled, filled with childish confusion and grievance.
She turned her head and raised her little face to look at Concubine Zhuang's gentle and calm profile. Her little hands unconsciously twisted Concubine Zhuang's sleeves, her brows tightly furrowed, like a little adult.
"Why does Father like Empress Chen so much?"
"She has done so many bad things, bullied my mother, and made many people in the palace unhappy... Why did my father summon her?"
"Why don't you call my mother over..."
Concubine Zhuang's fingers, which were twirling the Buddhist beads, paused for a barely noticeable moment.
The light coming in through the carriage window fell on her drooped eyelashes, casting a small, thick shadow, covering up the fleeting bitterness deep in her eyes.
Concubine Zhuang slowly turned her head and looked at the eldest princess's childish face, which was full of confusion and injustice. She tried hard to maintain a gentle and decent smile at the corners of her lips.
Then he reached out his hand and gently stroked the top of the princess's soft hair. His action was loving, but the temperature of his fingertips was slightly cool.
"Yun'er."
Concubine Zhuang's voice was like the Buddhist chanting in a temple, peaceful and cold, without any ripples in her voice: "Don't talk nonsense about Concubine Chen."
"Your Majesty's love for Concubine Chen is extraordinary. No one can match her position in your Majesty's heart... How can my mother compare to her?"
The eldest princess widened her eyes, her distinct black and white pupils instantly filled with moisture, and her little mouth pursed in grievance: "Why?"
"My mother is obviously a thousand times, ten thousand times better than Empress Chen!"
"Mother is gentle and kind, and never hurts anyone. Why can't father see it?"
"Yun'er... Yun'er feels sorry for her mother..."
Concubine Zhuang's fingertips trembled slightly as she twisted the Buddhist beads.
yeah why?
Why could the scheming and ruthless Concubine Chen capture the emperor's heart?
She was born in a noble family, gentle and virtuous, and raised the eldest princess for His Majesty, doing her duty, but she was not even qualified to get close to the imperial chariot...
Concubine Zhuang had already buried this grievance and unwillingness deep in her heart, and wrapped it up in layers of Buddhist scriptures and gentle appearances, almost deceiving even herself.
But at this moment, the eldest princess spoke it so bluntly, revealing the bloody truth.
Concubine Zhuang's breathing stagnated for a moment. She suppressed the sourness in her throat and slightly increased the strength of the hand stroking the eldest princess's hair, with a barely perceptible soothing and almost embarrassing cover-up...
"Silly boy."
Concubine Zhuang's voice was still steady, but with a hint of bitterness: "Your Majesty is the emperor, and he cares about the world. The heart of an emperor is as deep as the ocean, how can we guess at it?"
"Empress Chen... has her own strengths."
Concubine Zhuang spoke the last few words with great difficulty, as if they were filled with a heavy bitterness.
"Mother only wishes Yun'er to be safe and happy. Don't... don't think about these things anymore."
After she finished speaking, Concubine Zhuang turned her gaze back to the flying dust outside the window, and twirled the Buddhist beads a little faster than before, with a kind of silent anxiety and depression.