coobybook Chapter 370 Pulling
Chapter 370 Pulling
A strong smell of medicine permeated the air in the bedroom of Concubine Yi Meng Wuyue in Luanyi Palace.
Zhang Deli ordered the palace servants in Luanyi Hall to lower the curtains between the inner and outer rooms to prevent anyone from disturbing the conversation between His Majesty and Concubine Yi, and also to open the windows to let the smell of medicine out.
Qin Zhi sat by the bed and stroked the back of Consort Shunyi Meng Wuyue soothingly. He lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Does the medicine make you feel better? Does your heart still hurt?"
"Would you mind if I had dinner with my beloved concubine today? It's been a long time since I've had dinner alone with my beloved concubine."
Meng Wu Yue's long hair was like a waterfall, draped behind her head. Her body was trembling slightly. She leaned gently in Qin Zhi's arms, one hand tightly grasping the hem of Qin Zhi's clothes.
"Your Majesty, I am wrong."
She raised her head slightly, messing up her hair a little, and tears gathered in her eyes.
"What's wrong with my beloved concubine?"
Qin Zhi paused, then casually played with Meng Wu Yue's hair, with no emotion visible on his face.
Meng Wu Yue suppressed the mixed emotions in his heart and confessed everything he had done in response to the rumors.
After saying this, Qin Zhi still had no reaction.
Anger, disappointment, nothing.
Meng Wuyue felt even less confident.
She struggled to get up from Qin Zhi's arms, got off the bed using her hands and feet, and knelt at Qin Zhi's feet.
She continued in a tearful voice: "Your Majesty, if it weren't for me acting on my own initiative and recklessly.
They pretended to be God and falsely said that the man-made disaster was an accidental fire from heaven.
Not only did she prevent the Queen from handling the case fairly and finding the real culprit, she also caused the death of the concubine Huang Zhongling, and she was also labeled as a seductress and suffered an unjust accusation.
Now the real murderer is still at large, and Mingrui has been killed, this is all my fault, please punish me severely, Your Majesty."
Qin Zhi leaned down and raised Meng Wuyue's chin with his hand.
The warm tears fell on his hands, making Qin Zhi uncomfortably withdraw his hands and wipe them on the quilt.
"My beloved concubine, how do you think I should punish you?"
Is this...to overcome hardness with softness, to retreat in order to advance?
"Your Majesty, please strip me of my title of Imperial Concubine and all my honors, and turn me into an ordinary palace maid. This way, no one will be jealous of me, Mingrui, and plot to harm me."
Meng Wuyue raised her hand to wipe away her tears, tightly pursed her lips, "I only ask that all retribution be directed at me, anyone can be fine, please don't bully my children, don't target my children anymore."
"I have already lost Mingheng. I am weak and incompetent and cannot bear the pain of losing a child for the second time."
When Qin Zhi heard Concubine Yi Meng Wuyue mention the young Crown Prince Zhaohui Qin Mingheng, a few barely perceptible ripples finally appeared in his deep eyes.
"As long as Imperial Concubine Yi is an Imperial Concubine, she will never be able to become an ordinary palace maid.
You are not sitting firmly on the position of Imperial Concubine. I have a lot of official duties to attend to outside the court. Who will take care of your three children for you?
Ronglu is pregnant now, and she has no experience with her first child, so she still needs your guidance. Mingrui is about to leave the palace to build a mansion, and he has not yet married. Qing'an is not even ten years old, and they all count on you."
Qin Zhi chuckled, and the look he gave the other person when he spoke was gentle and focused.
"His Majesty!"
Meng Wu Yue's lips trembled slightly, and he opened and closed several times, wanting to say something but stopping himself. The emotion in his heart made tears cloud his vision again.
"I thank your majesty."
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Although I won't move your position, you can't avoid the punishment."
Meng Wuyue's heart was in turmoil again.
"I'll punish you... to copy scriptures for Huang Zhongling for three years. Do you think it's an insult to you?"
Qin Zhi picked it up high and put it down gently.
Meng Wu Yue shook her head vigorously. The fear in her heart turned into emotion, and she couldn't help but burst into tears and choked with sobs. After a long time, she calmed down and thanked him.