Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 530 The villain is the queen (47)

The death of her youngest son is already a fact, Concubine Liang must remain rational no matter how painful she is.

With the child gone, she must never lose her favor.

The funeral procession set off, and the woman stood on the palace wall, watching silently.

Behind him, Prince Hu Han, with red eyes, patted Concubine Liang on the back lightly, comforting her in a warm voice.

"Mother and Concubine, the city wall is cool, let's go back first."

"Han'er, your imperial brother is still so young, won't you be afraid if you go on the road alone?"

Hu Hanai had a sullen face, comforting in a low voice.

"I have already prepared the boys and girls to be buried with me. Hong'er will not be alone along the way. It is useless to be sad now. The most important thing is to let the murderer who killed Hong'er pay the price."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a vicious look appeared on Concubine Liang's face. Under her long sleeves, her long nails were deeply embedded in her flesh, almost bleeding.

"Go back, I will make Zhou Ye pay for his blood!!"

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The atmosphere in the Yihe Palace was gloomy. Among the four concubines, two noble concubines lost their children, and two of the emperor's heirs died in infancy. After the blessing, the emperor ordered to return to the palace.

The journey back was longer than when we came, because the mountain road was blocked by wind and snow when we came, and the snow should have been cleared in advance, but the date of returning to the palace was brought forward, so the team had to change the road temporarily, although it was early in the morning. They set off, but considering that the emperor in the carriage was still unhealed, the procession of the team was very slow.

The daylight hours in winter are always short, and the sky is completely dark after only half of the journey.

It was not safe to start late at night and the nobles were delicate, so the captain of the imperial guard ordered to set up camp and wait until the next morning to set off again.

The tents were set up, and there were more than a dozen solid and heavy tents in a vast plain area. The servants were busy lighting the stoves and laying down the beds. After everything was ready, the people in the carriage were helped down one by one. From the warm car to the warmer tent.

This plain is southerly, and the wind blows from all directions. Although it is a bit colder, it has a wide field of vision, so there is no need to worry about enemy attacks.

The yellow tent in the center is where the emperor rested tonight.

No matter what time it was, the emperor needed to summon the concubine who was serving the bed. After all, it was freezing cold, and the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms could sleep more peacefully.

Nowadays, apart from Concubine Hui, who has always been unfavored, Concubine Yuan just had a miscarriage, and Concubine Liang is in deep pain of bereavement. In the end, only Concubine Xian can serve her bed.

Concubine Xian has a gentle personality and is very fond of the emperor. She has a son and a daughter, who are the fourth prince and the thirteenth princess of the dynasty.

The Fourth Prince is the Prince's right-hand man, and the relationship between Concubine Xian and Concubine Liang is even better.

It's just that concubine Liang is more favored on weekdays, and concubine Xian never fights for it. There is no conflict in getting along with her status.

On weekdays, Concubine Xian always has time to serve her bed, so it's no big deal.

But this time when she walked into the emperor's tent, the pale and haggard Concubine Liang slammed another cup hard next to her in the purple tent.

"Get out, get out!"

The palace servants who were serving at the side retreated one after another, not daring to vent their spirits, closing the curtain of the tent and waiting outside in fear.

Concubine Liang had lost her beloved son, and her temper was terribly unpredictable. In addition, the emperor had never been to her in recent days, which directly made the already sensitive and painful woman even more angry and mad.

Fortunately, she could bear it. Even if the emperor didn't summon her, she just vented her anger behind her back and never let others catch her.

(End of this chapter)