The Destiny of Going to Hell

Soon it was Wen Yi's birthday, and the emperor held a banquet at Jiuzhou Qingyan. The banquet was filled with the sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras, and dancing costumes fluttered in the courtyard, creating a festive and joyful atmosphere.

"Tenth Master, I'd like to offer a toast to you and your wife." Yinzhen raised his glass from a distance at the table.

Prince Dun and his wife smiled at each other, then stood up and replied, "Thank you, Your Majesty." However, compared to the respect of Prince Dun's wife, Prince Dun did not respect Yinzhen very much.

Yinzhen turned his face away, too lazy to look at the Tenth Master's expression.

Yunli never escaped from a banquet in his life. He took advantage of various cover to secretly watch Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan also noticed this gaze, smiled back, and turned around to enjoy the singing and dancing.

But Concubine Hua was still being ignored by the Emperor, so Cao Qinmo's suggestion of drawing lots was still carried out.

"Your Majesty, I think this song and dance is good, but it is a bit stereotyped," Cao Qinmo stood up and smiled brightly, "Today is a family dinner, and everyone present is our relatives, so let's change to something more relaxing today."

Yinzhen replied with interest, "Since you said so, you have an idea? Tell me about it."

Cao Qinmo continued, "Why not let the sisters write down their strengths and then draw lots to perform. Your Majesty, do you think this idea is feasible?"

Concubine Hua and Cao Qinmo looked at each other with a smile on their lips.

"This is a novel idea, let's do it. Today is Wen Yi's birthday, you can draw lots to choose the person who will give the order." Yinzhen said happily.

So the Queen wrote, Concubine Jing painted, and when it was Concubine Hua's turn, Zhen Huan suddenly vomited.

Yinzhen looked towards Zhen Huan and asked, "What happened to Concubine Zhen?"

But Zhen Huan slowly stood up and said, "I felt dizzy this morning, and I called the imperial physician to find out that I am two months pregnant. I thought that today is Princess Wen Yi's birthday, so I planned to report it to the emperor tomorrow, but I ate two more chopsticks of braised eight-treasure duck and felt sick."

After saying this, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, wanting to vomit but unable to, his eyes reddened.

Looking at Zhen Huan's pretentious appearance, Cao Qinmo and Nian Shilan were so angry that they wanted to kill her immediately.

Yinzhen was overjoyed and immediately restored her status as a noble lady and the title of Wan, and also asked Zhen Huan to sit next to him.

Zhen Huan was somewhat dissatisfied, as she was still Concubine Wan after all. But it didn’t matter. Was she still worried about not having a good future after having a child?

The queen was a little stunned. What was going on? She had clearly given the emperor a strong sterilization drug, and she had also arranged for the imperial physician to take his pulse while he was asking for his pulse.

It was confirmed that the emperor had been unable to make a woman pregnant three months ago, although he could have normal sexual intercourse.

Where did Zhen Huan's two-month-old fetus come from?

Yixiu looked at the top of Yinzhen's head. Why did she feel something was wrong?

Concubine Hua's plan to regain her favor failed, and Cao Qinmo's Wen Yi's birthday turned into a personal show for Concubine Wan Zhen Huan.

Cao Qinmo's eyes were cold, she wished she could rush up and kick this bitch down. Forget about Nian Shilan, but she and Wen Yi had to rely on her, so it was only right for her to give her face. After all, Wen Yi was still the protagonist.

But who is Zhen Huan?

Today, Zhen Huan's behavior has taken away all the attention and love from Yinzhen to Wen Yi. Although we know that her belly is fake, it is really disgusting to create such a scene.

Concubine Hua opened her mouth to say something, but Cao Qinmo gave her a look and she regained her composure. Nian Shilan filled the glass with wine and raised it, "Shilan toasts His Majesty, congratulations on having another little prince."

Yinzhen looked at Nian Shilan who was obviously angry but pretended to be calm, and his heart was touched. "Shilan's Qingliang Palace is a bit far away. I have been busy these days and forgot about Shilan. Shilan will not blame me, right?"

Nian Shilan was moved, "As long as the emperor remembers Shilan, how can Shilan blame the emperor?"

Well, well, well, things took a turn for the better, and Nian Shilan's plan to regain favor was successful. The only ones hurt were Cao Qinmo and Wen Yi.

Yixiu looked at Nian Shilan and Cao Qinmo, who wanted to eat Zhen Huan alive one second, but congratulated the emperor the next second. It seemed that there was something wrong with Zhen Huan's stomach. And there was also their handiwork.

Then, could I also make use of this to shift the blame for the emperor's infertility?

Yixiu looked at Zhen Huan in deep thought.

Yinzhen was smiling happily, but Prince Guo was not in a very good mood.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhen Huan, but Zhen Huan didn't look at him. Alas, Huan'er must have her own reasons.

He drank one glass of wine after another, feeling extremely depressed.

After the banquet, Zhen Huan and Cao Qinmo walked together. Zhen Huan raised her eyebrows proudly, "Sister Cao's idea today has allowed Concubine Hua to see her emperor again. Sister is really smart."

A fool who only knows how to depend on others, he even uses his own daughter to flatter Concubine Hua.

Cao Qinmo also smiled, "It's all because of the emperor's care. Didn't my sister also play the flute to ask for an audience?"

What's wrong with that? The emperor took care of Concubine Hua, and I took care of Wen Yi. We just took what we needed. I didn't act like a prostitute playing the flute to win favor.

Zhen Huan's smile froze, "It's a pity that Wen Yi has to accompany my child on her birthday today. I hope you won't be angry, sister?"

So what? In the end, wasn’t I still the better one?

Cao Qinmo no longer had a smile on her face. "My sister is lucky enough to be a noble lady again, but I don't know if she will always have such good luck."

Idiot, you think you are noble because of the fat in your belly, but you don't know it's all a scam.

Cao Qinmo comforted herself. Why bother with someone who was destined to die?

The two parted unhappily.

At night, Yinzhen still went to Zhen Huan's room, putting the royal heir first.

Nian Shilan glared at Cao Qinmo in the Qingliang Palace, "Look at your good idea, but it actually let a lowly woman like her steal the show!"

The cup in her hand fell to Cao Qinmo's feet. Cao Qinmo shrank back and took a step back. "Your Majesty, calm down. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the harder you fall. The more proud she is now, the more embarrassed she will be when the truth is revealed."

Hua Fei waved her hand, "Go down. If I don't get the result I want, you know the consequences."

Cao Qinmo withdrew. Since ancient times, how many people who faked pregnancy to win favor have had a good ending?

An Lingrong was embroidering a handkerchief while chatting and joking with Xia Dongchun, when she saw Cuilan hurriedly walk in and kneel down, "My Lady An, something bad has happened to Lord An!"

An Lingrong was so anxious that the embroidery frame in her hand fell to the ground, and she fainted in panic.

Xia Dongchun helped An Lingrong up, asked Cuilan to explain everything in detail, and called Cuixiang to take her pulse.

"Don't worry, my lady. Miss An just fainted from the shock. She will be fine soon." Cuixiang took her pulse and prepared a calming soup.