Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

Shu Rao stood up suddenly, her movement was a little abrupt. Xiao Linzi hurried forward and carefully helped her to her seat, fearing to disturb the waves in her heart.

"These days, I have been feeling quite uneasy. I heard that the noble lady Dan was pregnant with a dragon seed after being instructed by an expert."

At this point, Shu Rao's eyes became distant and complicated, and her gaze locked on Xiao Linzi, as if she wanted to see through all his secrets. "Just imagine, what if her child competes with my son for the position of crown prince? What should I do?"

Xiao Linzi showed a calm expression, shook his head gently, and said with a tone of relief, "Don't worry, Madam. You are the mother of the country, and your bloodline is naturally legitimate. The son of a noble can only be a side branch after all. Moreover, the world is unpredictable. Throughout history, there are many legitimate princes who failed to ascend the throne, but Madam..."

Shu Rao's lips curled up into an imperceptible bitter smile. She gently tugged at her clothes with her jade-white fingers. Worry seemed to have overflowed from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, reaching its peak.

How could Xiao Linzi, a veteran in the palace, not understand what this meant?

"Don't worry, Queen, I will leave this matter to you. After the enthronement ceremony, it will be time to take action."

Hearing this, Shu Rao's face blossomed with a satisfied smile, like a rare ray of sunshine in winter, "You are so thoughtful, I am sure I did not choose the wrong person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and several eunuchs holding exquisite trays hurried over, interrupting his contemplation. "Empress, these are new clothes specially made for Prince Linhuai. Please take a look. If there is anything wrong, we will correct it immediately."

With the support of Xiao Linzi, Shu Rao slowly walked to the bright yellow dragon robes spread out by two rows of young eunuchs. Her fingertips in soft armor gently stroked the fabric, which was silky and delicate, with pure color and exquisite embroidery. "The texture is indeed superior, the color is also very orthodox, and the embroidery is good. That's it. You can bring it to the wet nurse later and let the prince try it to see if it fits."

The chief steward of the Imperial Household Department bowed his head and said yes, being extremely respectful.

"Have the gifts to be given to the various palaces been arranged?"

Shu Rao returned to her seat with an elegant posture, her dignity as a queen fully revealed.

"Her Majesty the Queen has ordered me to do this. How dare I neglect it? Everything has been arranged."

The chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs immediately knelt down and reported back.

Shu Rao looked at him, with a barely perceptible sense of pride stirring in her heart.

Her status finally won the respect she deserved, and even the eunuchs had to bow down to her.

"You are diligent in your work, and I will not treat you unfairly."

After saying this, Shu Rao took a sip of tea and waved her hand gently, signaling the chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to leave.

“Majestic!”

After the chief steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs left, he sighed inwardly.

This woman from the countryside had already acted like a queen before she was officially crowned.

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In the attic of Yaohua Palace, Yu Yanwan leaned against the window alone, her eyes passing through the silent courtyard, and she fell into endless contemplation.

Tomorrow is the day that Shu Rao will be canonized, and she will also move into Kunning Palace. During this period, she has been facing Shu Rao's disgusting face day after day with her paralyzed body, and the torment in her heart is beyond words.

Although Su Jingchuan often stayed by her bedside, Shu Rao's initial vigilance gradually relaxed, and she mistakenly believed that she was really like a paralyzed person and no longer posed a threat.

Zi Yu quietly sneaked in through the window and reported: "Princess, Miss Yu is imprisoned in the side hall of Kunning Palace, but the security there is very strict, I can't get close."

Yu Yanwan sighed softly. She had originally planned to use Ruan Qionghua and Ruan Nansheng to uncover Shu Rao's true face, but who knew that Shu Rao was one step ahead and was so ruthless as to kill Ruan Qionghua and frame Ran Suying, putting the situation into a dead end.

"Is there any news from Nan Sheng?"

Zi Yu had a complicated expression, "After the Queen Mother passed away, Young Master Nan Sheng disappeared. I have made inquiries in many ways, but to no avail."

Yu Yanwan clenched her fists, feeling a sense of determination.

"We can only adapt to the situation. You must be more cautious and don't let Shu Rao notice anything."

Zi Yu pursed her lips, her eyes determined: "Princess, you have to be careful too. The Emperor will summon you to the palace tomorrow. What are your plans..."

Yu Yanwan's eyes fell on the red wedding dress that symbolized joy. "Try to go to Kunning Palace tonight to investigate. Tomorrow, during the enthronement ceremony, the palace will be bustling with people. They may not have time to take care of your sister. Then, we may find an opportunity to rescue her and escape together."

Suddenly, there were subtle footsteps outside the door. Zi Yu jumped up alertly, quickly opened the window, peeked for a moment, and then disappeared swiftly into the night.

The door of the room opened gently, and an elderly mother walked in. She whispered to Yu Yanwan, who was pretending to be asleep, "Madam Yu, the emperor has specially invited a folk doctor for you. You will recover soon."

A miraculous doctor?

Yu Yanwan slowly opened her eyes and looked at the mysterious man with a medicine box on his back and a black veil on his face. Her heart was filled with emotions, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.

"Doctor! Could you please come over here and take my wife's pulse?"

There was a glimmer of hope in the old mother's eyes. When she saw Yu Yanwan slowly open her long-sleeping eyes, she hurriedly pleaded with the mysterious doctor who was praised by everyone in the community. While speaking, she respectfully made an invitation gesture, and her wrinkled face was full of expectations for this talented man.

The veiled man stood still as a pine tree, and the air around him seemed to be frozen by his cold three-word response: "Get out!"

Although his voice was low, it carried an unquestionable power that inspired awe.

The vague outline beneath the veil makes it impossible to see its true appearance, adding a bit of mystery.

The old mother looked embarrassed, with a hint of helplessness between her brows. She looked back at Yu Yanwan lying on the sickbed, her eyes full of worry and reluctance. Then she reluctantly left the room, gently closed the door, and left the room in silence.

Beside the bed, Yu Yanwan's fingers, as delicate as jade carvings, clenched into fists unconsciously. The familiar voice seemed to travel through time and space, awakening memories deep in her heart.

As the sound of light footsteps approached, the man slowly approached, and Yu Yanwan's gaze focused. Her wide eyes were filled with confusion and shock. She stared straight at the handsome outline that was faintly visible under the thin veil, her heart surging.

The sunlight was mottled outside the window, and the old mother's figure appeared particularly clear in the interweaving of light and shadow. She stood not far away, but due to the constraints of the rules, she did not dare to ask any more questions. She could only acquiesce to the actions of this mysterious guest and watched his broad palm gently cover Yu Yanwan's slender wrist.

After a moment, the pair of warm big hands seemed to have magic, slowly slid down to the back of Yu Yanwan's fair hands, gently wrapping her small hands completely.

Yu Yanwan instinctively tried to pull her hands away with slightly trembling hands, but unexpectedly, the hands not only did not loosen, but instead held her even more tightly.

"Don't move! It's me, Jingchen."

The man suddenly leaned forward, took off his veil smoothly, and whispered in Yu Yanwan's ear. His voice was gentle and firm, with a reassuring warmth.