Yi Xin as a concubine

The thumb pinched the soft flesh of the index finger hard, and I felt the hot and wet blood staining the fingertips, and I seemed to taste the blood in my mouth.

Her heart, which had been hanging in her throat due to fear, suddenly fell down. A feeling of suffocation spread. Xin Baoer wanted to take a few deep breaths to vent the tension in her heart.

But she knew she couldn't do it, so she gritted her teeth, put her ear against the door again, hardened her heart, and once again scratched the wound on her hand a little bigger. Under the stimulation of the pain, her pounding heartbeat finally calmed down a little.

Enduring the nausea and shame, he managed to find a few useful pieces of information from the intermittent sounds coming from outside the door.

Tears blurred my eyes unconsciously. If someone saw me at this moment, they would definitely think that the figure holding the door was a ghost, not a human.

The hem of her loose white gown swayed slightly as her body trembled. Her long hair was scattered, covering most of her face, and the small part that was exposed was as pale as paper.

I don’t know how long I stood in that awkward posture. Maybe I was too tense and didn’t feel tired. I could even say that I completely forgot the existence of my body and limbs.

After a long time, the wind and rain outside stopped. The two of them should have tidied themselves up and walked towards the door one after the other.

Xin Baoer slid toward the ground exhausted. In order not to make any noise, she used her arms to support herself when she landed. However, her arms were stiff and she fell to the ground with a dull "thump".

Vanilla, who had just seen off the "guest", was panicked and raised her voice to ask tentatively: "Girl, are you awake?"

Xin Baoer endured the pain and tried to speak several times until she felt her voice was no different from usual. Then she said, "I got up and drank some water. I bumped into the stool. It's okay."

Just as Xiangcao was about to calm down after hearing this, Xin Baoer spoke again.

"Was there any movement outside just now?"

The seemingly casual question really scared Vanilla. Her heart, which had not yet been at ease, rose to her throat again, and her voice trembled when she opened her mouth.

"It is...it is a...wild...wild cat. I have already chased...chased it away. Miss, you can rest in peace."

After just a few words, Xiangcao's back was already soaked with sweat. You know, if what happened just now was exposed, she would inevitably be charged with the crime of causing chaos in the harem, and that person's future would be ruined.

"Oh, I see the doors and windows are pretty tight, I don't think the cats and dogs can get in. It's getting late, you should go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Xin Baoer dragged her stiff and numb legs back to the round table and sat down with difficulty. She did not let Xiangcao in and only gave instructions through the door.

"Yes, I can save you the trouble. Miss, you should go to bed early."

Hearing that the girl did not continue to ask questions, Vanilla breathed a sigh of relief and replied in a more cheerful tone.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced too many nightmares in his previous life, and his psychological endurance in this life had increased. After drinking a cup of herbal tea, he calmed down.

After hearing Vanilla's answer, I couldn't help but sneer in my heart. After a person's mood fluctuates greatly, he will subconsciously relax. Once the tense nerves relax, he can't even maintain his usual demeanor.

It can be seen how much psychological pressure her vague test caused to Vanilla.

But...why does that man's voice sound familiar?

Where have you heard that?

Xin Baoer really couldn't remember, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

Although I experienced a midnight fright, the message I wanted to convey seemed to have been successful.

Now that she was no longer scared, Xin Baoer recalled the disdainful yet complacent tone Vanilla used when she told the man about her scars. She gritted her teeth and wished she could get rid of them as soon as possible.

A gust of night wind blew by, and Xin Baoer shivered. She then remembered that her clothes had been wet again and again all night. She felt a little dizzy at the moment, and quickly took out a pill to prevent and treat colds and swallowed it. After thinking for a while, she took out a tranquilizer pill and swallowed it.

I got up and changed my underwear, touched the bedding and found it was still a little damp, turned around, took the blanket and lay down on the chaise longue facing the window, staring at the moonlight outside the window for a while before I fell into a deep sleep under the effect of the medicine.

Before going to bed, I made a wish to the bright moon: "I hope I can have a peaceful life starting tomorrow."

This day and night was quite troublesome.

At the beginning of the Mao hour, the sky suddenly brightened.

A miserable and angry roar came from the bedroom of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace.

The prince, who had been in a coma for nearly half a month, finally woke up.

As soon as the prince woke up, the whole palace became lively again.

It was first the rooms in the Eastern Palace where the Crown Princess, concubines, and other wives received the news and they immediately rushed over to check on the Crown Prince.

But they were all stopped outside by the furious prince and dared not enter. When Emperor Ning, accompanied by the Imperial Consort and a large group of servants, arrived there, they saw a group of young girls crying and waiting at the prince's door.

"Didn't you say that the prince has woken up? Why don't we go in and serve him? It's not proper for us to crowd in here."

Emperor Ning said this to the Crown Princess, who was so frightened that she forgot to cry and stammered, unable to say anything.

The Imperial Noble Consort comforted the Emperor with a few words of concern, and then personally helped the Crown Princess up.

"Your Majesty, let's go see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince first."

The voice was as soft as a feather brushing against the heart, making the listener feel itchy. The emperor was comforted by the voice and no longer paid attention to the group of crying women.

Without waiting for his personal attendant Qiu He to come forward, he pushed the door open with some remaining anger.

"Bang!" A pillow was thrown straight at the door, followed by an angry sound.

"Get out, all of you, get out!"

"Rebellious son, who are you telling to get out!" A louder and more furious voice suppressed the prince's roar.

Everyone was silent, kneeling on the ground with their heads down and trembling.

"When the emperor gets angry, millions of people will die!"

Who isn’t afraid?

But there was one person who was not afraid at all. Not only was he not afraid, he even had a faint smile on his face.

This person is the Imperial Noble Consort - Xie Yumin.

Xie Yumin is the biological mother of the fifth prince and the eldest granddaughter of the current prime minister Xie Jing. She was brought up according to the standards for training a queen since childhood.

Xie Jing was an old minister of the previous dynasty, and was appointed as the Prince's Tutor. He was determined to marry his granddaughter to the late prince, but the late prince was devoted to the late princess, and no matter how many opportunities Xie Jing created for his granddaughter and the prince, the prince remained unmoved.

Later, he became annoyed by being pestered and severely humiliated Xie Yumin. From then on, all their friendship turned into hatred.

But Xie Jing was not a true gentleman. Seeing that his plan to use his granddaughter to ascend to the throne had failed and his pampered granddaughter had suffered great humiliation, he could not tolerate it and turned around and became a disciple of Emperor Ning.

Because of his meritorious service to the emperor and because he was one of the few trustworthy civil officials after Emperor Ning came to the throne, he was directly appointed as the first-rank prime minister of the new dynasty.

Xie Yumin climbed into the bed of Emperor Ning after he came to Beijing. At that time, Xie Yumin was already twenty-two years old and was no longer a young girl. She was very familiar with matters in bed, and Emperor Ning felt several years younger while serving her.

After ascending the throne, she was carried into the palace without even waiting for the selection, bypassing the two original concubines and was directly named a noble concubine.

Later, because she gave birth to the fifth prince, she was promoted to Imperial Noble Consort. She continued to be favored for more than ten years. After the Queen stopped taking care of the affairs, the entire harem was firmly in her hands. She was a very resourceful and scheming woman.

This is also the reason why the Fifth Prince is so ambitious at such a young age. He has the favored minister Xie Xiang to plan for him, his mother to take care of him, and his father the Emperor also loves him and his family. He is a real winner in life.

The imperial concubine had seen enough of the excitement, and moved lightly to the emperor's side. Before she could say anything, there was a "thump" sound in the room, apparently something heavy had fallen to the ground.

"what!"

It turned out that the prince was so frightened when he heard the emperor's voice that he rolled off the bed. His leg, which had just been reconnected, was severely injured again. He hugged his leg and screamed in pain.

The emperor couldn't bear it, after all, he was his own son, and he didn't care about the disrespect just now. He took two quick steps and went into the house.

"What are you all standing there for? Didn't you see the prince crying out in pain? You have no manners."

As soon as the emperor entered the room, he saw the prince's attendants and several imperial doctors kneeling by the wall, trembling. The prince fell off the bed, but no one came forward. In anger, he kicked the nearest person.

After hearing the emperor's shouting, the prince's eunuch seemed to have just come to his senses and crawled towards the prince.

Four or five people hurriedly lifted the prince onto the bed. The imperial physician did not dare to delay and made up his mind to have several eunuchs hold down the prince who was rolling around. Then he carefully removed the gauze and re-bandaged it.

By the time the bandage was rebandaged, the prince was already dying and no longer had the strength to struggle.

The emperor looked at his son in such an embarrassed state, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but it was only a trace, and disappeared quickly. In the end, he just said a few words of comfort and left with his people.