After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

Zhonghua Palace

As time went by, Wen Chongyi's belly became heavier, as if she was pregnant with not a child, but the expectation and loneliness of the entire palace. Her steps became slower and she became lazy. Apart from eating and sleeping, she would rather sit quietly by the window, staring at the erratic clouds outside the window, and her thoughts drifted away.

On this day, the sun shone through the clouds and filled the entire Zhonghua Palace, making every corner of the palace sparkle.

The maid Jinluo came over gently, with a look of concern and expectation on her face, and softly advised: "My lady, the weather is very good today, why don't you let me accompany you for a walk, it will be good to relax."

Wen Chongyi tilted her head slightly, her eyes revealing a trace of fatigue and helplessness. She spoke lazily, her voice a little hoarse: "I am too lazy to move today."

Jinluo knew Wen Chongyi's personality very well, but thinking of the imperial physician's advice, she still patiently advised: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that you should also walk more. This will be very good for you and the dragon fetus in your belly."

Wen Chongyi sighed slightly, but an indescribable bitterness welled up in her heart. His Majesty had not visited her for a long time, but Concubine Zhao had regained favor and was now released from house arrest, and was even more favored by His Majesty. But she was like a fallen leaf in the palace, no one cared about her.

"Empress!" Jinluo saw Wen Chongyi remained silent and called softly again.

Wen Chongyi gently waved her hand and said calmly: "I have nothing to do. You can go and do whatever you need to do. I want to be alone for a while."

Seeing this, Jinluo didn't dare to say anything more. She could only bow and retreat.

At this time, Madam Ru came in with the brewed abortion-preserving medicine. She saw Wen Chongyi sitting alone by the window, looking lonely, and she couldn't help but feel a little pity for her. She said softly, "Madam, the abortion-preserving medicine is ready, drink it while it's hot!"

Wen Chongyi looked back at Madam Ru, smiled bitterly, and said, "Madam, leave it there! I will drink it later."

Nanny Ru walked up to Wen Chongyi and saw that she looked haggard. She couldn't help but advise her, "Your Highness, the most important thing right now is the dragon fetus in your belly. Nothing else matters. If something happens to you, what will happen to the dragon fetus?"

Wen Chongyi stroked her belly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She laughed at herself and said, "If His Majesty doesn't care, what's the point of me caring?"

Upon hearing this, Ru Mama's heart tightened. She knew the pain in Wen Chongyi's heart, but she also knew that she couldn't sink into despair. She comforted her, "How can you think like this, Your Majesty? You are pregnant with the heir of the emperor. Whether it is a princess or a prince, they are both extremely noble. If you can give birth to a prince safely, you still have a long future ahead of you!"

Wen Chongyi shook her head gently and said, "No matter how noble he is, he can't be as noble as the legitimate son of the Queen. I used to hope it was a prince, but now I feel that princesses and princes are the same. Anyway, Your Majesty won't care."

Seeing Wen Chongyi so negative, Madam Ru couldn't help but sigh. She knew that persuasion was useless, and could only hope that time would slowly heal the scars in Wen Chongyi's heart. She smiled and said, "How can it be the same? After all, the princess is not as good as the prince. But your majesty, don't worry too much, you still have a long way to go!"

Wen Chongyi just smiled faintly when she heard this, and said nothing more. She looked up at the sky outside the window, but her heart was blank.

Weiyang Palace

Zheng Xiyan sat in the yard, holding her youngest son Xiao Chengyi in her arms. Her face was filled with the radiance of maternal love, and her eyes were full of tenderness and doting. Shuang Ning was accompanying Xiao Chengji to fly a kite, and the two of them were having a lot of fun.

"Yier is so good." Zheng Xiyan said softly, her eyes never leaving Xiao Chengyi's childish face.

At this time, Biluo came over. Seeing that Zheng Xiyan was in a very good mood, she asked, "Your Majesty, His Majesty has been staying in Weiyang Palace every night these past few days. Concubine Zhao has just been restored to favor for a few days, and now she has fallen out of favor again?"

Zheng Xiyan smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty has been coming to Weiyang Palace more frequently these days, but this does not mean that Concubine Zhao has fallen out of favor. Things in the palace change rapidly, who can be sure?"

Upon hearing this, Biluo nodded.

Zheng Xiyan thought of Wen Chongyi from Zhonghua Palace, so she asked, "Has there been any movement in Zhonghua Palace these days?"

Biluo pondered for a moment and said, "Nothing happened, but I heard that Wen Chongyi has become increasingly listless and lazy these days."

Zheng Xiyan reminded again: "Have someone keep an eye on Zhonghua Palace! Wen Chongyi can't have any more accidents. The other palaces must also keep a close eye on them and not let down their guard at all."

Biluo nodded and said, "I understand, Madam, please rest assured."

Zheng Xiyan sighed softly, like a falling flower touching the water surface. In that imperceptible sigh, there was a trace of worry about the unknown, but it was instantly drowned by the warmth in front of her. She slowly looked at Xiao Chengji and Shuang Ning not far away. The two were playing, and their laughter was crisp and pleasant, echoing like silver bells in every corner of Weiyang Palace.

Xiao Chengyi in his arms giggled, his laughter was pure and innocent, like a spring breeze, which made Zheng Xiyan feel warm in her heart. She lowered her head and looked at her son tenderly, with a satisfied smile on her lips, "So happy?" Her voice was full of love and pampering.

At this moment, Zheng Xiyan seemed to have forgotten the intrigues in the palace and was only immersed in this rare warmth. She knew that the palace was full of variables and no one could predict the future, but at this moment, with the company of her sons, she felt extremely relieved and happy.

"Think about it, my life now is not bad at all." Zheng Xiyan said softly, as if she was talking to herself, or to her sons. Her eyes were shining with determination, as if she had the confidence to face the future no matter what it held.

"Your Majesty is right. You have the Crown Prince and the Third Prince by your side. There is no one more fortunate than you in the entire palace." The palace maid at the side echoed, her tone full of admiration and envy.

Zheng Xiyan smiled slightly, but she remained alert in her heart. She ordered: "Tell someone to inform father to keep a close eye on Prince Xiang and Prince Ming at all times, and not to slack off in the slightest." Although her voice was soft, her tone revealed an unquestionable determination.

In the study of Prince Xiang's mansion, Jing Yang walked in respectfully and said, "Your subordinate greets His Majesty." His voice was low and powerful, and seemed very respectful.

"Get up!" King Xiang's voice came from behind the desk, calm and deep.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Jingyang stood up, his eyes flashing with loyalty and admiration for his master.

"Has there been any movement in the palace these days?" King Xiang asked calmly, as if everything was under his control.