The most romantic little emperor

Concubine Su asked anxiously, "Your Highness, how is the emperor's health?"

Qin Hao raised his head slightly and met her concerned eyes. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how could Concubine Su, who was so beautiful and elegant, be the sister of Su Zhengfang, that old fox? This kind of blood relationship was really hard to accept. It was really disgusting.

The other concubines also turned their eyes to Qin Hao, quietly waiting for his answer.

Qin Hao glanced at this group of beautiful and charming concubines and couldn't help feeling pity for them. He also couldn't bear to deceive these concubines who had no blood relationship with him.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Please rest assured, my aunts, my father's condition has stabilized a lot, and he is sleeping peacefully now. When he wakes up, he may summon you."

After hearing this, Concubine Su finally relaxed her tense nerves. She looked at Qin Hao gratefully and said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your comfort. I have an idea in my mind."

The other concubines also felt relieved, with gratitude in their eyes.

A concubine who was very close to Concubine Dong secretly glanced at Qin Hao and asked softly, "Your Highness, the emperor just summoned the Crown Princess and others, why didn't he summon us concubines?"

Her questions just hit upon what the concubines were thinking, and the other concubines followed suit.

Just now, the Emperor summoned the Crown Princess and others, but left them aside. Naturally, they were still feeling dissatisfied, and although they did not express it obviously, their sense of loss was already evident in their words.

Qin Hao frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He glanced at her coldly, but quickly turned his gaze to Concubine Dong.

At this moment, Concubine Dong seemed to have seen through it all. She had already made thorough preparations and did not meet Qin Hao's gaze directly.

On the contrary, she was whispering with a concubine beside her, with a barely perceptible smile on her lips, as if they were talking about interesting anecdotes in the palace, completely immersed in their own little world.

Qin Hao showed displeasure, shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Aunt Liu, did you misunderstand my good intentions and think that I was behind your back and deliberately prevented you from meeting my father?"

"What did you say, Your Highness?"

Concubine Dong stopped whispering. She raised her eyebrows slightly, opened her red lips slightly, and with a hint of a subtle smile on her lips, she responded softly, "We concubines know in our hearts that His Highness is definitely not that kind of person."

"Liu Jieyu is too concerned and has lost her sense of proportion. Your Highness is magnanimous, so please don't take it personally."

Qin Hao secretly admired in his heart that what Concubine Dong said was truly beautiful. Her understated words not only cleverly shut him, the prince, up, but also cleverly rescued Concubine Liu from the whirlpool.

If he continued to get entangled with Concubine Liu, he would not only fail to gain any benefit, but would make these concubines feel resentful and become more wary of him.

Qin Hao decided to quit while he was ahead and said no more.

Concubine Su raised her red lips and said softly, "Your Highness, since there is nothing for us to do here, I will take my leave first."

Qin Hao gently waved his hand, interrupting her words, his eyes full of concern: "Aunt Su, the palace is not very safe recently, I hope you can be more careful and take good care of my ninth brother."

"Of course, I will also dispatch more imperial guards to protect the safety of Aunt and Ninth Brother."

After that, he did not give Concubine Su a chance to respond, and turned to look at Concubine Dong, saying with the same concern and sincerity: "Auntie Dong, my father is not in good health. It is time for my second and eighth brothers to return to the capital from their fiefdoms."

"Firstly, they can serve their father and fulfill their filial duty."

"Secondly, you and your son can be reunited to relieve your pain of missing each other."

"Thirdly, the current situation is turbulent and the court is in need of people. My two brothers can lend me a helping hand."

"Therefore, I hope that Auntie can consider the overall situation and agree to my request!"

Both Concubine Su and Concubine Dong were worried, secretly guessing Qin Hao's intentions.

Concubine Su was terrified when she thought about it. Was the Crown Prince going to put her and her son under house arrest? Or was he trying to threaten her with the Ninth Prince's life to force her brother Su Zhengfang to submit?

Concubine Dong was worried, wondering if her two sons would be imprisoned if they returned to the capital, and whether their lives would be in danger.

She couldn't help but wonder if the prince, fearing the power struggle between the brothers, had deliberately set a trap to lure them back to the capital, and then killed or imprisoned them to prevent future trouble.

Since ancient times, the struggle for imperial power has been extremely cruel, like a bloody storm, sweeping mercilessly through every corner of the palace, and many of these princes were ruthlessly drawn into it regardless of whether it was against their will or not.

In this competition for the pinnacle of power, the friendship between father and son, and brothers is often torn apart by cruel reality and turned into a bloody power struggle.

In order to fight for the supreme throne, they disregarded family affection, abandoned the bottom line of humanity, and spared no effort, even killing each other.

In this war without the smoke of gunpowder, every corner of the palace is filled with the atmosphere of conspiracy, behind every smile is the gleam of swords and the shadow of sabers, betrayal and killing have become stepping stones to their path to the pinnacle of power.

The results of the struggle for imperial power are only victory and defeat, there is no third result.

History is written by the victors. In the struggle for imperial power, the victor can sit on the supreme throne, command the support of hundreds, do whatever he wants, and extend his butcher knife to his former opponents. Even fathers, sons, and brothers will end up being killed by him.

Those who lose this battle will be ruthlessly abandoned in the dust of history.

The two imperial concubines had been in the harem for many years and had naturally witnessed many struggles for power.

They knew very well that the succession and struggle for imperial power was a thousand times more dangerous than before, and if they were not careful, they would fall into an irretrievable situation.

However, who could resist the temptation of the supreme throne? Who would not want to seize the supreme power, rule the world, and dominate the fate of others?

Even people of noble status like Concubine Su and Concubine Dong longed for their sons to ascend the throne and become the ruler of a country.

In that case, they can become the focus of everyone's attention because of their sons, and no one dares to offend their dignity easily.

"My two aunts, what have you thought about?"

Qin Hao's voice sounded like the Black and White Impermanence demanding their lives, ringing in the ears of Concubine Su and Concubine Dong.

Concubine Su and Concubine Dong looked at each other, and there was an unspeakable bitterness in each other's eyes.

After a long time, Concubine Su finally broke the silence. She sighed deeply and said softly, "The safety of my aunt and the Ninth Prince now depends on your Highness alone. As you said, we can only do this."

After saying this, she turned around gently and left the place quickly.