The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

Chapter 368 Sachet

The sun sets in the west, and the sunset glows half the sky red.

The main gate of the imperial city was wide open, and magnificent and solemn carriages drove out.

They are all ministers and ladies of the imperial court who came to watch the ceremony today.

As an inner court official, Xie Anning naturally could not miss the ceremony of coronation.

At this moment, she closed her eyes slightly and leaned against the car wall.

After all, she was old and not as light as a girl of eighteen or nineteen. She was pregnant and had been kneeling for almost the entire day. She only felt sore in her waist and legs and her whole body was weak.

Peirong was rubbing her master's knees gently. She looked up at her slightly pale face and whispered, "Apply a hot compress when we get back home, or you'll suffer tomorrow."

As for the plaster for bruises and injuries, the master is pregnant now, so it is better not to use medicine if possible.

Xie Anning hummed softly, "You decide on the arrangements."

Today is the ceremony of crowning the queen. Officials sent by the inner court to various places have sent people to send back congratulatory gifts.

There are extremely precious and unique calligraphy works.

There are top-quality tourmalines that are worth a fortune.

There are rare items that embody the local flavor.

The former Concubine Hui, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Lu, and now a third-rank imperial attendant in the inner court, completed the tasks at hand perfectly in just a few months, and returned to the capital on the eve of the empress's coronation ceremony to personally congratulate.

A beautiful story of "the struggle between concubines and empresses turning into harmony between the ruler and his ministers" was staged on the spot.

Who wouldn’t sigh that the Queen is really good at managing her subordinates?

Even Lu Mingyao was convinced by her. She only stayed in the capital for a few days to recuperate, and soon she would go to the northwest in accordance with the imperial decree.

I heard that the eldest daughter of the Chen family, the former Empress Chen Shuyi, has also set a date to return to Beijing.

In less than half a year, these women who came out of the harem began to gradually show their talents.

At today's grand ceremony, Wang Shaofu, who was far away in Yunzhou, not only did not offer any gifts, but he also did not send a single memorial to congratulate the Empress.

Really, it doesn't seem like his work.

Since leaving Beijing, the letters that were sent every two days have stopped for quite some time.

In the last letter sent from Yunzhou, the man said that the matter was settled and he could almost return to Beijing.

He also mentioned his daughter's marriage.

How come...

Xie An Ning felt inexplicably depressed and rubbed his brows, wondering whether he should send a letter to ask after returning home.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Madam, I have something important to ask you."

A voice came from outside. Peirong lifted the curtain to take a look and said, "It's Wang Er."

Wang Er.

The person given to her son by Old Lady Wang.

After Wang Shaofu returned to Beijing last year, he became his follower, but he did not take him with him when he rebelled against his family.

Wang Er is still a servant of the Wang family.

It can be seen that Wang Shaofu did not regard this person as his confidant.

At this time, the sky was filled with red clouds and there were still some pedestrians on both sides of the street. Wang Er stood alone in front of the car and said that he had something important to discuss.

Xie An Ning became suspicious. What important matter could the Wang family have?

Seeing that no one in the carriage had spoken yet, Wang Er hurriedly bowed, took two steps forward, looked around, and whispered, "This is about the master, please spare me a moment to talk."

Wang Shaofu?

Xie An Ning was startled, his brows knitted unconsciously, and he ordered: "Follow me, we'll talk when we get back home."

"Madam," Wang Er bowed deeply and said with embarrassment, "I went out to avoid people. It's not good to let anyone know that I went to Xie's house."

The Wang and Xie families had been at odds since the day when Old Man Wang personally visited their house and was turned away.

It was indeed not appropriate for the Wang family servants to follow her carriage and enter the Xie family's gate.

Xie Anning uttered an "oh," raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Are you going to get on the carriage?"

"I dare not," Wang Er waved his hands repeatedly and said, "There is a teahouse ahead, please move on, Madam."

After all, he was the person that Old Lady Wang assigned to her son, so he was quite calm.

But Xie Anning had calmed down.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the person in front of the car without saying a word.

The indifferent look made Wang Er break out in a cold sweat. When he spoke again, his voice was a little stuttering, "Husband... Madam, you..."

"Did Old Madam Wang send you here?" Xie An Ning raised her hand to interrupt him. "Whatever she's thinking, let her rest."

After saying this, she was about to lower the curtain.

But Wang Er said hurriedly, "Wait a minute, look at what this is."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisitely embroidered sachet from his sleeve.

Xie Anning recognized it at a glance; it was something she had given to her daughter.

The light apricot brocade makes any stain extremely conspicuous.

And at this moment, it was stained dark red.

is blood.