Dethroned the Crown Princess? Then she became your mother

"We must take action before His Majesty's feelings for the former Crown Princess become deeply rooted. Otherwise, once His Majesty decides to take her into the harem, everything will be irreversible!"

Eunuch An was secretly calculating in his mind, extremely anxious, but he also knew that daydreaming was useless, so he quickly organized his thoughts and put them into practice.

"Your Majesty, the subtle relationship between you and the former Crown Princess must not be revealed to the outside world, lest it be criticized and damage your reputation."

Eunuch An spoke softly to Murong Shuo with his characteristic delicacy and caution.

Murong Shuo had his own thoughts when he heard this.

Although he had already made love with her, as the emperor, he still cherished his reputation and did not want it to be tarnished by a woman.

What he wanted was to have the beauty and the grace at the same time, the best of both worlds.

When Eunuch An saw that His Majesty was silent, he knew that his words had touched his heart.

He changed his tone at the right moment, his shrill voice carrying a hint of tact: "I understand, Your Majesty, don't worry."

"Understand?" Murong Shuo raised his eyebrows, as if asking more.

"Your Majesty, perhaps you could invite a lady here to accompany Your Majesty and pray for the Queen Mother together. That way, there would be no gossip from the outside world."

Eunuch An offered advice again, with a cunning glint in his eyes.

Murong Shuo's heart moved. It was not that he had not thought about this suggestion before, but mentioning it at this moment added a sense of urgency.

"Time is running out, so we really need to be careful." He sighed.

"That's right. Your Majesty will be returning to the palace soon, but the matter with the former Crown Princess still needs to be properly concealed." Eunuch An pressed on, mentioning His Majesty's previous concerns.

Murong Shuo pondered for a moment, and finally said: "After I leave, her affairs will be handed over to you."

"Your Majesty is wise, and this is exactly what I was thinking." Eunuch An quickly agreed, thinking to himself, Your Majesty also has this plan, it really is God's help to me.

After Murong Shuo left, Eunuch An felt another wave of emotion in his heart.

He secretly thought that it was time to have a good "chat" with the former Crown Princess.

How dare she be so bold as to seduce His Majesty? Their relationship was not something she could easily get involved in.

Eunuch An was burning with rage, but he had to suppress it and start thinking of a countermeasure.

If she truly loves Your Majesty, she should reject this temptation to preserve her innocence, even at the cost of her own death. This way, she can save herself, fulfill others, and let those who are eagerly waiting for her to have their wish come true rest assured.

However, how could she decide all this alone?

He took a deep breath and decided to take action himself to steer the game in the direction he wanted.

Zhang Tianai had exhausted her patience in the endless waiting, and her smile was filled with bitterness and determination.

She knew very well that her ex-father-in-law's frequent visits were just a temporary measure, and once he lost his usefulness, he would be gone like a passing cloud.

She laughed at herself, laughing at her former naiveté, and even more at the coldness and ruthlessness in the deep palace.

"Chunmei, go tell Eunuch An that if there's no news today, there's no need to wait any longer."

Zhang Tianai's voice was calm and firm; she had prepared for the worst.

Chunmei took the order and left, but her heart was full of worry for her master.

Looking at Chunmei's departing back, Zhang Tianai snorted softly, feeling both self-mockery and helplessness.

On the other side, Chunmei quickly found Eunuch An and conveyed the message according to Zhang Tianai's instructions.

She pulled Eunuch An's sleeve, her eyes full of anticipation and anxiety.

However, Eunuch An did not take immediate action as she wished. Instead, he sent her back on the grounds that the emperor was busy.

Eunuch An had his own plans in mind.

He guessed that the emperor's attitude towards Zhang Tianai had changed, otherwise why had he not summoned her for so many days?

He even regarded Zhang Tianai's initiative as a means to attract the emperor's attention.

He secretly laughed at Zhang Tianai's naivety and stupidity, thinking that she was only bringing shame upon herself.

"You go back first," Eunuch An said to Chunmei in a low voice, "I will find an opportunity to report to His Majesty."

His words revealed unquestionable authority and indifference, as if everything was under his control.

Chunmei was helpless, but she finally mustered up the courage and said softly but firmly to Eunuch An beside her: "Eunuch, I dare to report an important matter to His Majesty."

"Why disturb His Majesty's health for such a small matter?" Eunuch An whispered softly, and at the same time cast a warning look to the guards around to ensure that the news would not leak out.

Chunmei was anxious, as she knew very well that she was carrying the deepest expectations of the former Crown Princess.

Before leaving, the girl's secret words fell into her heart: "Eunuch An will try to stop you, but you must see His Majesty."

This trust and entrustment made her vow to complete her mission even in the face of numerous obstacles.

"Eunuch, I..." She struggled to break free from Eunuch An's hand.

Seeing this, Eunuch An had no choice but to hold her hand again and soothe her in his shrill voice, "Just go back and take care of the Empress. I will report this to His Majesty. You don't have to wait any longer."

However, Chunmei had other plans in mind: "I have made up my mind. I must see Your Majesty in person before I can feel at ease."

She knew very well that once she returned, the girl's disappointment and dissatisfaction would be unbearable for her.

Just as the delicate atmosphere reached its climax, a majestic yet gentle voice broke the silence: "What's the noise?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Emperor Murong Shuo approaching, his eyes falling directly on Chunmei.

Eunuch An and everyone else hurriedly bowed, but he was secretly uneasy.

Murong Shuo's gaze lingered on Chunmei for a moment, then he asked, "What do you want to see me for?"

Seeing this, Chunmei felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She quickly recounted the girl's recent situation, her words filled with worry and anxiety: "Your Majesty, the Empress... has gone on a hunger strike again. No matter how I persuade her, she remains unmoved."

Murong Shuo frowned when he heard this.

He was well aware of the struggle and pain in the woman's heart, and he understood even more clearly his own responsibility and helplessness in this emotional entanglement.

He asked softly, but his concern was hard to conceal: "How could this happen? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Chunmei lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly: "This servant... was also afraid of disturbing His Majesty."

Murong Shuo's heart tightened, he realized that his negligence might have made that fragile heart even more desperate.

He asked anxiously, "Where is she now? How is she?"

Chunmei quickly replied, a hint of panic in her voice, "The Queen is currently suffering endless pain all alone. She has lost all sense of her surroundings and doesn't even want to say a word."

Murong Shuo was overwhelmed with indescribable emotions when he heard this. He knew that he had to go there in person.

He nodded slightly and uttered only one word: "Yeah." But it was enough for everyone present to feel his inner firmness and determination.

Eunuch An wanted to say something but stopped himself, and ultimately failed to stop the emperor from leaving in a hurry. Chunmei followed him lightly.

Eunuch An could only stamp his feet helplessly, his anger turning into a heavy sigh.

Soon, Murong Shuo's figure came like the wind.

Chunmei deftly opened the door for him and led him behind the low-hanging bed curtains. When the curtains were slowly lifted, a woman came into view. Having not seen her for a day, her face had become even more haggard and pale, her eyes hollow and lifeless, as if she were cut off from the world.

Murong Shuo's heart suddenly tightened. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently signaled Chunmei to step back.

When Chunmei retreated to the door, she still couldn't help but peek inside secretly through the crack and prayed silently in her heart.

At the same time, on the other side of the capital, in the East Palace, Weiyuan Marquis' wife Zhao was rushing over, her heart full of concern for her daughter.

The reason she came this time was because the spy she sent to the temple finally brought back some news. Although it was not much, it was enough for her to suppress her anxiety and uneasiness.

When mother and daughter meet, no words are needed.

Zhao held her daughter's hand tightly and told her everything she had learned from the temple.