coobybook Chapter 156 The Queen Who Used as a Shield in a Good Pregnancy Novel (6)
Chapter 156 The Queen Who Used as a Shield in a Good Pregnancy Novel (6)
"Your Majesty, someone has arrived from Qianqing Palace."
In Weiyang Palace, Leyan was still studying the plot when she heard Baizhi rush in with bad news.
Qianqing Palace?
What's wrong with Li Yanxiu?
Le Yan's eyes flickered slightly, as if she were deep in thought, but her expression remained unchanged. "Let him in."
"Yes."
The person who entered was Gao De, the chief eunuch of the Qianqing Palace. He was bowing and scraping, his eyes lowered, and he dared not look directly at Le Yan.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty has decreed that you copy the palace rules three times. His Majesty will come to inspect and approve them tomorrow."
Copying, writing, and reciting the palace rules three times?!
Upon hearing this, not only Yueyan, but all the palace servants in the hall darkened their faces, looking at Gao De with displeasure.
They were equally displeased with the supreme ruler.
The Emperor has gone too far by punishing the ladies again!
Le Yan's attention wasn't on the punishment of copying; she frowned, annoyed by the phrase "The Emperor will come to inspect and verify tomorrow."
That won't do; she doesn't want to see Li Yanxiu.
With a sudden thought, Le Yan dismissed Gao De, saying, "I understand. Go and report back to the Emperor."
Gao De raised his eyebrows slightly, his head lowered. Why did it seem that the Empress didn't care about being punished by copying the palace rules today?
You always have some emotional changes before, right?
Filled with doubt, as he left the main hall, Gao De couldn't help but slightly raise his eyes to look at the Empress sitting on the high seat. As soon as his gaze settled, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Things are different now...
The Empress has changed a lot.
Suppressing his surprise, confusion, and a certain indescribable unease, Gao De quickly left Weiyang Palace. Upon reaching Qianqing Palace, he paused briefly before resuming his normal pace.
Kneeling beneath the imperial desk, Gao De reported expressionlessly, "Your Majesty, the Empress said she knows."
Li Yanxiu: "?"
Li Yanxiu, who was still waiting for what would happen next, frowned slightly as he looked at Gao De, who had only said one sentence and then shut up. "That's it?"
Just a simple "I understand"?
Is that all?
Li Yanxiu looked at Gao De with a deep gaze, but Gao De pretended not to notice. "Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress did not say anything else."
Upon hearing this, Li Yanxiu lowered his eyes, his emotions complex. He couldn't quite put his finger on what he was feeling, but he did feel a sense of displeasure.
"Okay, let's go down."
Li Yanxiu casually dismissed Gao De and looked at the pile of memorials on the table from court officials requesting him to hold a grand talent selection. Feeling somewhat annoyed, he looked away.
To select concubines and continue the family line?
If he had that ability, would he have needed to endure these years of gossip and rumors?!
Filled with hatred, Li Yanxiu clenched his fists and abruptly overturned the memorials on the table, his hatred for the culprits who had drugged him burning deep within him.
Unfortunately, the culprits had already been dealt with by him, and their remains were nowhere to be found. His surging hatred had nowhere to go.
Even if he can never have children, this vast empire will never fall into the hands of others!
Li Yanxiu's eyes were deep and unfathomable, filled with a mad, destructive intent.
If he has no heir in his lifetime, this empire will have to be buried with him!
late at night.
Leyan was still awake.
She was waiting for an uninvited guest.
Based on her experience, barring any unforeseen circumstances, someone is expected to arrive tonight.
Sitting on the soft couch, leaning against the edge of the table, Le Yan didn't wait long before she heard a soft tapping sound.
The window was then opened, and an unfamiliar figure appeared outside.
"Your Majesty, who are you waiting for?"
A deep voice, tinged with hesitation and jealousy, rang in her ears. Le Yan looked at him and smiled slightly: "What does the Supervisor say?"
The meaning was quite clear from those words.
Wen Songzhi looked at Le Yan, who was indeed waiting for him, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
When Yu Rui said that the Empress seemed to be waiting for someone, he felt hopeful that perhaps the Empress was waiting for him.
Clinging to that sliver of hope, he quickly tidied himself up and rushed over.
Heaven took pity on him; the Empress was indeed waiting for him!
Wen Songzhi's pale, delicate face was filled with barely concealed excitement and nervousness. "Your Majesty, is there something you need to do for this servant?"
Give him all you want; he's willing to be a sharp sword in the Empress's hand.
Without Le Yan even having to say a word, Wen Songzhi had already knelt down in front of her, adopting a submissive posture.
His eyes were filled with fanaticism, as if he would take up a knife and kill the emperor even if Le Yan asked him to do so.
There will be absolutely no hesitation.
Le Yan blinked, leaned forward slightly, and stared intently at Wen Songzhi.
"Aren't you afraid that I will ask you to do something treasonous?"
Staring intently into those almond-shaped eyes, at such close range, he could even feel the Empress's presence, and he couldn't help but sniff the air, trying to catch a whiff of her delicate fragrance.
Wen Songzhi suppressed the burning desire in his heart, "As long as it is something Your Majesty wants to do, this servant will risk his life to do it for Your Majesty."
"it is good."
Le Yan nodded, accepting his surrender.
Without the slightest hesitation, she made her request directly: "I don't want to see Li Yanxiu. Get him away."
She knew that Wen Songzhi had this ability.
Upon hearing the first order, Wen Songzhi was taken aback, but then could not contain his joy, a smile reaching his eyes. "Yes! This servant will certainly get the Emperor away!"
That's perfect, he didn't want to see the Empress and the Emperor together either.
Since there was no genuine affection between the emperor and empress in the past, it's best if there isn't any in the future either.
All the Empress needs is one dog.
Wen Songzhi was behaving too obediently, so Le Yan's eyes flickered, and she smiled as she gently helped him up, "Don't kneel, get up."
She loosely hooked her arm around Wen Songzhi's, her gaze sweeping over his reddened ears, and quickly repeated Li Yanxiu's verbal instructions from earlier that day.
Upon hearing that her Empress had been punished by copying palace rules, Wen Songzhi, who had been feeling smitten by the Empress holding her hand, instantly turned pale.
His thin lips tightened, his eyes filled with deep coldness. "Your Majesty, rest assured, you will not see the Emperor."
He won't be allowed to speak until the Emperor is removed from the palace!
Considering that dawn would break in a few hours and the emperor might arrive at Weiyang Palace at any time, Wen Song knew that even if he wanted to stay, he could only take his leave.
"Your Majesty, this servant will take his leave now. Please rest well. This servant will take care of everything for you."
Wen Songzhi's hand, hanging by his side, twitched slightly. He wanted to pull Le Yan, but he was afraid she would dislike it, so he could only hold back.
He gave her a deep look, then quietly left Weiyang Palace again.
Le Yan watched his departing figure with a calm expression.
Tangtang taught her that anyone or anything that could be used for her benefit should be used boldly.
Since she has such a powerful physique, she should naturally take control of it and make full use of the available resources.
Besides Wen Songzhi, perhaps the female lead Ruan Ruan could also be used by her.
Le Yan was deep in thought.
Finally, she decided to find some time another day to see Ruan Ruan.
After making arrangements for the following matters in her mind, Leyan finally relaxed and went to rest.
To her surprise, before she could even go to see Ruan Ruan, Ruan Ruan herself came to see her.
This wasn't just an ordinary meeting; it was a self-recommendation, a recommendation for one's own bedchamber.