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Upon hearing the voice, Concubine Xian turned around and saw the emperor. Her expression was obviously startled, and her eyes quickly filled with tears. She murmured in disbelief, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor frowned and said "hmm".

The virtuous concubine held the hand of the head palace maid beside her, stood up, and called out again, "Is it really your majesty?"

The emperor couldn't help but smile, "Why, are you surprised to see me coming?"

As if she hadn't heard the wit behind the emperor's words, Concubine Xian rushed over like a swallow, nestled in the emperor's arms, and sobbed softly, "Your Majesty has really recovered. That's great! I'm so happy."

The emperor gently pushed Concubine Xian away and turned to walk out. "I came here today to ask you something."

The virtuous concubine wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and followed the emperor out.

When she arrived at the main hall and saw the situation, and then saw the look her son Zhou Min gave her, her heart suddenly became clear as a mirror.

The emperor is very suspicious and has often fallen out with his enemies in the past.

The virtuous concubine had long been accustomed to it.

She took the tea handed to her by the palace maid Qingli and presented it to the emperor personally, still looking at him lovingly.

When the emperor was looked at like this by Concubine Xian, the rage in his heart gradually showed signs of subsiding, and his rationality began to return.

A eunuch took the maidservant and dug out the doll buried under the flower tree.

Li Dexian was the first to take a look at it. He was immediately shocked and pale. He held the puppet in both hands and presented it to the emperor, "Your Majesty, look at this..."

As soon as the emperor saw the puppet, the anger that had just subsided surged up again.

He glared at Concubine Xian fiercely, reached out to take the doll, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, his eyes suddenly widened.

The Emperor looked at the puppet, then at Concubine Xian who had a confused and frightened look on her face, then lowered his eyes to look at the puppet again, and rubbed his eyes hard as if he couldn't believe it.

The birth date written on this doll is clearly Concubine Xian’s own!

Could it be that Concubine Xian wanted to curse herself in order to curse the Emperor?

Even a three-year-old child wouldn’t believe this!

Moreover, Concubine Xian is always cautious in her daily work.

If she was practicing witchcraft, how could it be so coincidental that she was seen by others so easily?

The emperor handed the puppet to Concubine Xian and asked coldly, "Concubine Xian, what is going on?"

Xian Fei took the puppet and showed a confused look at the right moment, "Is this a puppet?"

She turned the puppet over and over in her hands, "Is this my birth date? Is this witchcraft?"

The emperor's eyes were gloomy. He snatched the puppet from Concubine Xian's hand and threw it at the little palace maid. "Is this the witchcraft that Concubine Xian practiced as you said?!"

The young maid rushed forward and shouted, "Your Majesty, I saw it with my own eyes. It was Aunt Qingli, who was beside the Empress, who personally led people to bury the body under the tree. Your Majesty, everything I said is true. If there is even one lie, I wish the heavens would strike me with lightning..."

"Someone come!" The emperor was furious and shouted, "Drag this slave away and interrogate her carefully!"

Two imperial guards entered the palace and dragged the crying little maid away.

After His Highness calmed down again, the Emperor winked at Li Dexian.

Li Dexian understood and quickly led his men out.

Before leaving, he quietly tugged at Zhou Min's sleeve.

Zhou Min looked at his mother, and his mother nodded slightly to him.

After everyone had left, the emperor asked softly, "Wen Wan, tell me the truth, what's going on with this puppet?"

The punishment he just gave to the little palace maid was just to give him and Concubine Xian a way out.

But he still had doubts in his heart: he had been ill for so long and had taken countless medicines, but he still didn't get better.

The wings of my two sons are stronger than each other.

Whoever sits on the supreme position, their mother will be the most noble woman in the harem and even in the world.

The women in the harem were more vicious than each other. Who could guarantee that this wasn't a self-directed and self-acted drama to frame others?

The emperor was speaking his mind, but Concubine Xian still looked confused. She shook her head and sighed, "Your Majesty, this thing is definitely not mine. I did ask Qingli to bury something, and I will ask Qingli to get it out right now."

The emperor nodded slightly.

Concubine Xian walked to the palace gate and told Qingli, "Go and take out the things I asked you to bury a few days ago."

Qingli bent his knees slightly and nodded.

Only a foot away from where the doll was dug out, Qingli carefully dug out a small pottery jar.

She returned to the palace holding the pottery jar and presented it to the emperor.

The emperor asked in confusion: "What is this?"

The virtuous concubine opened the pottery jar with her own hands and took out a lock of hair tied with a red silk thread.

She looked at her hair, her eyes slightly wet, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you still remember the oath you made to Wen Wan?"

She murmured, "We have been married for generations, and we love each other deeply. I have remembered this all these years. This was the first night I entered the palace. Your Majesty personally cut off two strands of our hair, tied them together, and gave them to me to keep carefully."

The emperor suddenly looked embarrassed: he had completely forgotten about this matter.

Even if Concubine Xian mentioned the past, he had no impression of it at all.

However, he had to ask his father for help to marry Xiao Wenwan as his concubine.

He married her as a concubine in order to gain the support of the Xiao family.

Thinking of the loving time they had shared, Concubine Xian's heart, which had been silent for many years, began to stir again. "I heard that if we put the black hair cut from the first night of their wedding into a pottery jar and bury it under a blossoming tree on an auspicious day, we will tie their fates together. We will live together and die together."

Two lines of tears slowly flowed down Concubine Xian's face. "For so many years, I have watched women coming and going around Your Majesty. I have also been angry and resentful, and I also hate Your Majesty for forgetting the promise you made back then."

"But when Your Majesty was seriously ill, I was still afraid. I was afraid of the days without Your Majesty by my side. Just thinking about it made me feel so heartbroken that I felt I couldn't live any longer..."

The emperor looked at the weeping Concubine and felt horrified: the women in the palace tried to please him and flatter him, but in the final analysis, it was just to get the fame, fortune and status they wanted from him.

Over the years, Concubine Xian has remained unknown in the harem.

The look she gave him was always indifferent.

If it weren't for the fact that Concubine Xian had given birth to a prince and the Third Prince Zhou Min had not been so ambitious, he might have forgotten about Concubine Xian long ago.

He had also long forgotten the appearance and temperament of Concubine Xian when she first entered the palace.

He just felt that a woman like Concubine Xian was not easily surprised by praise or criticism, was as elegant as a chrysanthemum, was quiet and did not make any noise, was sensible and well-behaved. When he was upset by the noises of other women in the harem, it would be nice for her to come and sit with him occasionally.

Unexpectedly, this woman loved him so deeply that she was willing to sacrifice her life for him.

There were countless women coming and going in the palace, and the emperor couldn't even remember the names of most of them.

They performed affectionate scenes every day, whether real or fake. The emperor saw so much of it that he naturally no longer took women's love seriously.

But he never thought that someone would treasure up a perfunctory love remark from his youth for so many years!

After all, he was the one who betrayed her true love.

The woman in front of me is nearly fifty years old. Although her hair is still as black as ink, there are fine lines on her forehead and at the corners of her eyes.

It turns out that in the blink of an eye, they have all grown old!

When the emperor left, he took the doll back with him.

Soon, news spread in the palace that Prince Ning's biological mother, Concubine Yuan, the emperor's most favored concubine, was suddenly seriously ill.

After Empress Duansu passed away, Concubine Yuan took over the Phoenix Seal and "managed the affairs of the six palaces."

Now that Concubine Yuan is seriously ill, the responsibility of commanding the six palaces falls on Concubine Xian.

Qin Shu, who lived in the back hall of Zhengyuan Palace, seemed to have been forgotten by everyone in the palace.

She has lived in the palace for almost half a month, but the emperor has not summoned her yet.

Without the emperor's order and the Prince of Jin's handwritten instructions, she could not leave the palace.

Every day it was as if I was isolated from the world, with no news from the outside world coming in, and no news from the palace either.

That day, she finally managed to grab the sleeve of a young eunuch and was about to ask him about the situation on the emperor's side when she saw Zhou Min, dressed in a dark blue gold-woven python robe and a purple gold crown on his head, walking towards her leisurely.