The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Old Madam Chen seemed not to notice the tense atmosphere in the room, and stood quietly beside Chen Hang. Her well-maintained face smiled gently, and her beautiful appearance in her youth could be vaguely seen.

At this time in the Zhongcui Palace, the sunlight shone through the carved window lattices onto the ground, forming patches of mottled light and shadows, but it was unable to dispel the heavy atmosphere that permeated the air.

"Imperial Concubine Chen, you may not know that Sister Zhen is the most outstanding girl in our Chen family. She is the youngest daughter of your sixth brother...

Born in Liaodong, she grew up there. Although she didn’t grow up in a dogmatic environment like the noble ladies in Shengjing City, she has a pure mind, smart and intelligent.

After the palace maid brought the brocade stool and sat down, Old Madam Chen looked at Imperial Noble Consort Chen at the top and said with a smile.

When talking about his granddaughter, his eyes were filled with love and pride, as well as a hint of flattery.

Imperial Concubine Chen's gaze lingered on her for a moment, and then she spoke slowly, "I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't know that a second wife has such a say in the Chen family."

"Ms. Chen Wu, do you know where this place is? Who are you talking to?" Her eyes were cold, and there was a hint of sarcasm on the slightly raised corners of her mouth.

After hearing this, Old Madam Chen paused as she was about to raise her hand to grab the teacup. Then she placed both hands in front of her, with the smile on her face still intact and her attitude becoming more respectful:

"Imperial Concubine Chen is teaching me that I know I am the wife of the Chen family and I dare not act arrogantly in front of Your Majesty."

Ever since she entered Zhongcui Palace, the eldest daughter had been mercilessly showing off her power. Chen Hang knew that the eldest daughter had been holding a grudge against his second wife for many years, and she was embarrassed to keep making things difficult for him.

"Yayun, it's true that you are the Imperial Consort... but there is a distinction between the old and the young, and we are blood relatives, don't forget that!"

"After the new emperor ascends the throne, you, the concubine, will also need the support of your mother's family." Chen Hang's face was serious, his voice was cold, and there was a hint of majesty in his eyes.

Imperial Concubine Chen picked up the teacup beside her, lowered her head and took a sip. "Father brought a girl who has not yet reached the age of marriage here today. Is this the attitude you use to beg for help?"

Speaking of this, Chen Hang's frown relaxed a little, and he patiently told her: "After the third prince ascends the throne, those old foxes in the previous dynasty will definitely let him get married as soon as possible, and establish a queen and concubines...

Zhen Jie'er is your niece. The late emperor passed away and the queen is in deep sorrow. This is the best time for her to enter the palace and cultivate feelings with the new emperor!"

Imperial Concubine Chen sneered, her eyes seemed to have two burning flames, and her words were full of sarcasm: "My third brother wants to join the cabinet, and my father wants to put the daughter of the Chen family on the new emperor's bed...

"Father, General Chen, you have made a good plan! Just like when you plotted against my mother, you have always been so shrewd and calculated!"

Chen Hang had never thought that his eldest daughter, at this age and with this status, could say such vulgar words. He was so angry that his face turned red. He raised his finger and pointed at her and shouted: "You!"

Old Madam Chen turned sideways, raised her hand and gently stroked his chest, her movements gentle and her eyes full of concern.

This scene was extremely glaring in the eyes of Concubine Chen.

"Your Majesty, why do you have to vent your anger towards me and your wife on the Chen family...

The Chen family is the maternal family of the Empress anyway. Only when the Chen family develops well can you rest assured in this harem. "Old Madam Chen looked forbearing and advised earnestly.

Imperial Concubine Chen narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Being a whore and still wanting to be a saint, I guess that's you, Chen Wu!" Seeing that Old Madam Chen was angry but dared not speak, she continued:

"As long as I am here, the title of Lady of the Chen Family can only be my mother... and you will never get it until you die!"

Old Madam Chen raised her eyes to look at Imperial Consort Chen. Her gentle and dignified face froze slightly, and after a while she said:

"I have lived to a ripe old age, I have the love of my husband, and I have children by my side... Although my daughter is gone now, her only child will soon ascend the throne and become the new emperor. This life of mine has been worth it."

"Shut up!" Chen Hang shouted after hearing this. "Woman's opinion, everything the Chen family has is due to the late emperor's favor towards Yayun. How can we tolerate your nonsense here!"

After he finished speaking, the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly, and his eyes flickered as he looked at his eldest daughter.

Old Madam Chen's eyes were red and she was about to cry. She didn't dare to explain herself any more, but she didn't agree in her heart.

Concubine Chen’s biological mother had been dead for so many years, so what if her younger brother had entered the cabinet?

If her granddaughter could win the favor of the new emperor, what would it matter if she had the so-called imperial edict? It was an ironclad fact that Chen Wu was the wife of General Huaiyuan.

Imperial Concubine Chen seemed to know what she was thinking, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her lips, "Empress Cao is busy with her own affairs right now, so father can rest assured that my third brother will join the cabinet. As for my niece, she wants to come to the palace to keep me company..."

She paused, looked up at her father, and not surprisingly saw a hint of satisfaction on his face, and then said:

"Ms. Chen Wu was the first to wrong my mother. If she could offer my mother a cup of tea and admit her mistakes in person, I would definitely help my father get everything he wants in the palace."

Old Madam Chen slammed the table and stood up, her face flushed, "Your Highness, you are going too far. At the beginning, the master and I were in love, and I, a legitimate daughter, was willing to be a concubine..."

Imperial Concubine Chen raised her hand to interrupt her, her eyes sharp: "Shut up!" She looked at Chen Hang, "Father, you make the decision. I just feel sorry for my mother and I want to preserve the relationship between her and me."

When she said this, there was a hint of sadness in the anger on her face, as if Chen Hang saw the appearance of his deceased wife when she was dying.

He sighed and said to his second wife, "It was you who let her down in the beginning... This cup of tea and this apology are what you deserve."

It seemed as if he had made a difficult decision, and his eyes were full of helplessness and guilt.

Old Madam Chen's face was pale and her lips were trembling. She knelt down before the Imperial Noble Consort Chen, who was sitting at the top of the table, out of courtesy and status.

Now she has to offer tea to a dead person and admit her mistakes. Doesn't this mean that what she did back then was shameless?

What’s the difference between this and being pointed at and scolded in public?

Imperial Concubine Chen's eyes moved away from the teacup in front of her and fell on her face that was full of grievance.

I still remember that when my mother was sick, it was this woman who pulled my father to the bedside and verbally provoked my mother, causing her to die with hatred.

Imperial Concubine Chen said coldly: "Since Chen Wu is so concerned about her reputation, father, you should take her back and let her be a good old lady of Chen."

As she said this, the teacup in her hand was tightly grasped between her fingertips, and her scalp was tense under the green hairpin.

Chen Hang's face was full of traces of time, and his expression changed again and again. He closed his eyes and opened them again and said, "Didn't you hear what the queen said?"

Old Madam Chen had a stern face. Although she was looking at Imperial Consort Chen, her words were addressed to her husband: "Madam, remember what you promised me just now. As a wife of the Chen family, I will do this for the honor of the family!"

"I was young and frivolous at the time, and my words were rude. I'm sorry!" She stood up, holding the cold teacup in front of her, gestured to the void, and reluctantly put the tea in the cup into her mouth.

thump—

The teacup fell on the carpet with a dull thud. Old Madam Chen seemed to have her throat strangled, with black, dirty blood constantly pouring out of her mouth and nose.

She trembled her fingers and looked at Chen Hang in disbelief with a painful expression, "You..."

The hall was dead silent, with only Madam Chen's painful gasps and the shocking blood making people shudder.