After I got into the drama, I led the plot astray

After my heartache eased, my appetite improved, and I took Zheng Xi to finish two bowls of rice. After we were full, I taught Zheng Xi to recognize some words and told him a bedtime story before I asked him to wash up and rest.

I had a good night's sleep, and I felt refreshed. I felt a little regretful that I didn't see Zheng Xian for the last time, so I thought about going to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to pay my respects and keep vigil over the coffin. Unexpectedly, Yang grabbed me tightly and said nervously, "The people keeping vigil in front of the hall are all men, and women are not allowed. Your Majesty, you must not go, or you will be driven back."

I didn't know there was such a rule. I looked at Zheng Xi, who had been clamoring to see his mother after waking up, and had no choice but to say, "Then let's go to Fengyi Palace. Ninth brother wants to see his mother."

Yang looked at me again, with a hard-to-speak expression, and said with a bit of exhaustion: "My queen, the palace is under lockdown now, you can't leave."

I touched my chin. Others couldn't go out, but the Black Feather Army was guarding my palace. If I took them out, who would dare to stop me?

So I waved my hand and said, "Don't worry, the emperor himself said before his death that I won't be detained. I can go wherever I want, and no one will make things difficult for me."

Yang rolled her eyes secretly but didn't dare to show it. With a temper like mine, even the emperor couldn't restrain me.

Yingchun was different from Yang, she would support me without a second thought as long as I wanted to do something. Now when she heard that I wanted to go to Fengyi Palace, she quickly went to find clothes for me to wear, combed my hair, and dressed neatly, and then asked someone to prepare a carriage.

Yang was speechless watching Yingchun busying around. She was so busy that she didn't even know whether she could go out or not. What if she couldn't even go out? Wouldn't she have to come back in disgrace?

But when Yang saw my carriage swaggering out, the patrolling imperial guards let it pass without even a glance, she thought she must be hallucinating. It was His Majesty who personally ordered the palace ban? Why did it work for others, but for me, these palace rules were just for show?

What made Yang even more confused was that the Fengyi Palace was originally surrounded by layers of imperial guards, and not even a fly could fly out. But when I got there, those imperial guards took the initiative to make way for my horse to pass, and my horse passed through the Fengyi Palace unimpeded!

He Wan reduced the number of palace maids and eunuchs in the palace by more than half on the grounds that she liked quietness. Now the palace was very quiet. We didn't see many palace maids as we walked along.

Our group of people walked straight into the front hall and saw He Wan'er leaning against the window sewing new clothes. Judging from the size of the clothes, they should be for Zheng Xi.

There was no palace maid to serve He Wan'er, so she sat quietly by the window. The sunlight came in, and the ground in front of the window was golden. The breeze brushed across her face, blowing up the few strands of hair scattered on her forehead, making her look haggard and lonely.

When Zheng Xi saw He Wan'er, he shouted happily, "Mother, mother, my child is back."

Zheng Xi shouted as he ran towards He Wan.

He Wan'er looked at Zheng Xi who was running towards her, and thought she was hallucinating. Her hand trembled, and the needle pierced into her finger, causing her to hiss involuntarily in pain.

Zheng Xi threw himself into He Wan'er's arms, raised his head and looked at He Wan'er with sparkling eyes, and said in a baby voice: "Mother, you said you would come to pick me up the next day, why didn't you come to pick me up? I miss you."

The words "I miss you" made He Wan'er break down her defenses. The needlework in her hands fell to the ground. She hugged Zheng Xi and burst into tears.

Zheng Xi didn't know why his mother was crying, and thought that he had made her angry. He rubbed his head against He Wan'er's chest and said, "Mother, I will listen to you in the future and won't make you angry. Please don't cry, okay?"

He Wan'er cried even harder after hearing this. It seemed as if she had found an outlet for the sadness she had been feeling during this period. She couldn't stop crying and almost died.

Seeing He Wan'er finally burst into tears, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I felt something was wrong with her the last time I saw her. A person's determination to die cannot be concealed no matter what.

He Wan'er cried for a long time before she remembered that there were three people standing by and watching her.

Wan'er wiped her eyes shyly, stood up, and said to me with a smile: "Ah Man, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

I quickly walked over and said with a smile: "Just because you called me Ah Man, I will never laugh at you in my life."

He Wan'er felt sad and grateful after hearing this.

She asked me to sit down and wanted someone to serve tea, but then she remembered that she had driven away most of the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace, so there was no one to serve tea.

She smiled awkwardly, but Yang was very considerate and came forward to pour me tea.

I looked at Zheng Xi, who had been nestling in He Wan'er's arms, and said with a smile, "Ninth brother has been clamoring to see the mother. You raised him and he only clings to you. The two of you have a mother-son relationship. Can you really abandon him?"

He Wan'er lowered her head and glanced at Zheng Xi, her eyes full of sadness, and murmured, "I'm afraid that the emperor will be too lonely on his way to the underworld. He is such an arrogant person, and he was all alone when he left, without even a servant to serve him."

After hearing this, tears welled up in my eyes for no apparent reason. I quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, took a deep breath, and then said, "The emperor will not be alone. He is such a powerful man, and there will definitely be heavenly soldiers and generals to take him away. When he leaves, it will definitely be a grand occasion with gongs and drums. It will be very lively, but we just can't see it."

When He Wan'er heard what I said, her sad eyes suddenly lit up, and she cried and laughed and said, "Yes, why didn't I think of this? He is such a powerful person, he must be going to heaven to become a god, how could he go to hell like us mortals? Ah Man, you are still smart."

People in ancient times were very awed by ghosts and gods, and in the eyes of everyone in Dayu, Zheng Xian was like a god, omnipotent. People like him should not go to hell, but go to heaven to become a god.

Seeing that He Wan'er was fooled by me, I quickly struck while the iron was hot and said, "So you must take good care of Ninth Brother in the human world, so that you can give a good explanation to the Emperor when you go there in the future."

He Wan'er's tears kept falling, as if she had suddenly figured it out. She nodded desperately and said, "Ah Man, you are right. The one the emperor is most worried about is Xiao Jiu. Every time he sees Xiao Jiu, he always says that she looks more and more like me. She will definitely be a gentle and kind person in the future."

I saw that He Wan'er had been successfully brainwashed by me, and said with great relief: "The Imperial Mausoleum is not a place suitable for you. You are weak, so you should stay in the palace to take care of Brother Nine. I believe His Majesty must think so too."

He Wan'er looked at me gratefully and said, "Thank you, Ah Man."