The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Chapter 487 Madman

Inside the Changchun Palace.

After seeing off the furious Qi Yuebin, the panic on Mu Jingqiu's face instantly disappeared.

Cuixiang hurried into the hall, a look of indignation on her face, and whispered, "Your Majesty, Concubine Duan's aggressive attitude just now was really too much!"

Mu Jingqiu chuckled, and with Cuixiang's support, he walked back to the bed and lay down. A glint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Of course she will be angry. After all, she will no longer have any leverage over me."

Looking at her master's pale face, Cuixiang said, "My Lady, isn't it enough for you to just have a miscarriage? Why do you have to endure such great suffering? It makes me feel heartbroken just watching."

Upon hearing this, Mu Jingqiu raised his lips in a sarcastic arc: "Since the emperor is infertile, then I will never be able to have children again."

She raised her hand and stroked her flat belly. A trace of pain flashed across her eyes, but was quickly replaced by ruthlessness. "Since that's the case, of course I have to make the emperor feel as guilty as possible about me. The more guilty he feels about me, the easier it will be when he punishes my father in the future. My suffering is nothing!"

Cuixiang quickly offered a cup of ginseng tea. "Your Majesty, you are so thoughtful and far-sighted. I admire you. Just now, when I saw the Emperor leave, his face was filled with guilt. This matter has been settled. Your Majesty's good days are still to come!"

Mu Jingqiu took the teacup, but only took a sip: "There is still a hidden danger."

"What's the hidden danger?"

"Concubine Wen."

Cuixiang was startled: "Isn't Concubine Wen under house arrest?"

"The confinement will eventually be lifted," Mu Jingqiu sneered. "Once she's released, I'll have to give her an explanation for what happened that day. Otherwise, if the Imperial Noble Consort and Noble Consort Hui investigate, all my plans today will be in vain!"

Cuixiang gasped: "Then how are you going to explain to them?"

Mu Jingqiu gently stroked the edge of the teacup, a calculating look in his eyes: "That depends on what Concubine Duan plans to do next."

The night was as dark as ink, and the candlelight swayed gently in the breeze, casting a dim light on Sun Heyin's face.

She sat on the bed, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the patterns on the quilt, her expression solemn.

She reviewed today's events in her mind again, taking in every detail, from the Emperor's attitude to the expressions of Zhen Huan and the others. Only after she was sure there were no omissions did she feel a little more at ease. Lowering her voice, she asked, "Did you clean up that thing?"

Cuixiang whispered back, "Don't worry, Madam. I did it myself. There won't be any trace left."

Sun Heyin nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes. She pondered for a moment and asked, "Where is Doctor Wu?"

"He's decocting medicine in the corridor!"

"Go and call him in."

Soon, Wu Ye trembled as he entered the hall. He knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold tiles, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Your humble servant pays respects to the Empress."

Mu Jingqiu glanced at him calmly: "Are you scared?"

Wu Ye's body shook even more violently.

He recalled how the empress had calmly drunk the abortion potion two hours earlier, and how she had lit the aphrodisiac incense to induce the emperor to have sex with her. Even more terrifying, she had actually allowed him to add safflower, a sterilizing agent, to her abortion potion.

This is simply a lunatic!

Wu Ye only felt a chill on his back, with cold sweat sliding down his spine.

"Your Majesty..." Wu Ye's voice was almost on the verge of tears. "I have done as you instructed. You will never be able to have children again, and there is no use for me to stay in the palace. Can you please let me return to Jiangning Mansion?"

Mu Jingqiu chuckled: "Doctor Wu is missing home?"

"Yes... yes..." Wu Ye kowtowed repeatedly, "I am no longer useful and dare not cause trouble to Her Majesty by staying beside her."

"Okay!" Mu Jingqiu casually picked up the jade ruyi that An Zhen had been holding and played with it in his hands. "When I'm done with my confinement, I'll have someone send you home."

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!" Wu Yeru kowtowed repeatedly as he was pardoned.

After finishing these things, Mu Jingqiu lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes. He could finally let go of the anxiety and uneasiness that had accumulated over the past few days and have a good sleep.

Qi Yuebin returned to Yanqing Palace and sat on the couch, with cool air emanating from his body continuously.

Her mind was in turmoil. Mu Jingqiu's actions had caught her off guard. This seemingly docile woman had such a scheming mind, cleverly putting the blame on the emperor.

Now, Mu Jingqiu, this chess piece, is completely out of control. Even if the evidence of Mu Jingqiu's father's corruption is handed over to the emperor, it is likely that the Mu family will be demoted to commoners and will no longer pose a substantial threat to Mu Jingqiu.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuebin's brows furrowed, a flicker of resentment and anger flashing in her eyes. She had always prided herself on being a master strategist, but she had never imagined that she would be manipulated so easily.

Sun Heyin lazily sat on a chair nearby, fiddling with an exquisite teacup. She looked at the usually dignified and steady Empress with a half-smile, but now her anger was barely concealed. The corners of her lips curled up as she spoke meaningfully, "Your Majesty, I advise you that only those with a common goal can form an alliance. Help gained through threats is ultimately unreliable."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuebin turned his head and looked directly at Sun Heyin: "Are you talking about you?"

Sun Heyin did not answer directly, but anyone could see the sarcasm on her face.

Qi Yuebin sneered, "A few days ago you said you were going to persuade Concubine Wen. How did it go?"

Of course she knew about Sun Heyin's relocation, which also meant that their talks broke down!

This time it was Sun Heyin's turn to look pale.

Qi Yuebin sneered and continued, "That day you solemnly declared, 'A gentleman is guided by righteousness.' So, is your 'righteousness' any good?"

Sun Heyin's eyes widened in anger: "You..."

Qi Yuebin didn't give her a chance to refute and interrupted coldly, "Have you changed your mind now?"

"no!"

"You insist?"

Sun Heyin straightened her back: "Yes!"

Seeing her resolute attitude, Qi Yuebin gritted her teeth, feeling both angry and helpless. She was silent for a moment, then finally turned around and softened her tone, "Since you don't want to involve Concubine Wen, I agree. She's under house arrest, and everything has nothing to do with her. Now is a good time to do anything."

"What does your Majesty want to do?"