The gambling god's wife in the Duke's Mansion is getting divorced again

In Qianfu Palace, charcoal was burning in the earthen trap and the main hall was as warm as a scorching summer day.

The empress dowager was old and afraid of the cold, so she was still wrapped in a black fur cloak. Her face became even paler in anger, and no amount of powder could hide her sagging skin and cracked lines. Her cloudy eyes were filled with death.

The kneeling people had layers of sweat on their foreheads, but Zheng Yunlan was the only one standing in the center of the hall, his momentum not diminished at all.

"Hmph, if Concubine Rong hadn't come to pay her respects the day before yesterday, I wouldn't have known that you were now the Empress. Zheng Yunlan, oh Zheng Yunlan, you are so resourceful, you have harmed my two sons one after another. I... cough cough..."

Zheng Yunlan raised his eyelids slightly, his expression unchanged:

"Mother, take care of yourself. Why are you angry with me? We've been together for years. You don't know me, but you should know your own son. Who can stop him from doing what he wants? How can I have any say in this?"

"You..." The Queen Mother gasped heavily. The nanny behind her was so frightened that she quickly stroked her back and handed her a cup of tea.

After moistening her throat, the Queen Mother finally felt relieved:

"I should have killed you, this evil creature. If you hadn't instigated me, Heng'er wouldn't have taken such a radical approach. But he is also my son. Since I've made you my queen, you should be thankful that you can still keep this worthless life. Drink this bowl of heir-killing medicine today, and you will have peace in the harem and stability in the country."

The palace maid brought a bowl of shiny black medicine.

"Okay." Zheng Yunlan was straightforward. He picked up the bowl of soup and was about to drink it.

The door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and Emperor Xia Zhao strode forward, snatched the soup bowl, and slammed it to the ground.

"Mother, why are you doing this?"

Zheng Yunlan cowered behind Emperor Xia Zhao, pulling at his sleeves and admonishing him, "Your Majesty, I volunteer."

"Don't cover up for her!" Emperor Xia Zhao glared at the Queen Mother. "You're so biased! Back then, I knelt down and begged you to let me marry Lan'er, but you refused to show me even a shred of mercy. Now, you're trying to end my and Lan'er's offspring! Mother, you have such a cruel heart!"

The Queen Mother stood up trembling, her hands shaking with anger: "Heng'er, haven't you made enough mistakes for her?! I can't stop you if you want to make her the Queen, but Xiao Yan is already an adult. If she gives birth to another legitimate son, there will definitely be another bloody storm over the crown prince. Don't you understand my good intentions?"

How could Emperor Xia Zhao not understand that he made Xiao Yan the Prince of Jiuzhu just to make him and the Rong family feel at ease.

He has done this much, what else can they be dissatisfied with!

"This kingdom belongs to me, not to Xiao Yan! Thunder, lightning, rain, and dew are all graces from the emperor. I'm not even dead yet, and you're all rushing to elevate the crown prince to the throne? If you kill Zheng Yunlan's heir today, will the queen mother give me a bowl of poisoned wine tomorrow?"

"Rebellious son, what nonsense are you talking about!" The Queen Mother was so angry that she almost died.

"Let's go!" Emperor Xia Zhao pulled Zheng Yunlan out, but after taking two steps, he stopped again, his face grim. "Anyone who served in the hall today will be beaten to death. The Empress Dowager needs to rest and recuperate. No one is allowed to visit her without my permission."

The armored soldiers stepped into the hall in small steps and the door closed quickly.

Behind the door were unmistakable sobs and wails.

"Are you crazy? I told you to drink, and you drank?" Emperor Xia Zhao squeezed Zheng Yunlan's hands until they turned blue. "You really don't want to have children with me?"

Zheng Yunlan's eyes were slightly red: "Your Majesty..."

Her watery eyes were like broken ice, misty and looming, her red lips were bitten white by her teeth. Emperor Xia Zhao's anger subsided by half, and his hands loosened slightly.

"Your Majesty, please grant me death." Zheng Yunlan knelt down.

Emperor Xia Zhao panicked and reached out to help her up, but Zheng Yunlan insisted on kneeling on the ground:

"I am like a floating duckweed, adrift in the world, my life's ups and downs uncontrollably decided. At eighteen, I wanted to marry you and have children, but we parted ways. Regardless of whether I could have wished for it or not, I am now forty. If we had been married then, we would both be enjoying the company of grandchildren. I know full well that my humble body is aging, and not only have I failed to share Your Majesty's worries, I have even earned Your Majesty's dislike. I deserve death. Please, Your Majesty, grant me death!"

Emperor Zhao of Xia felt extremely guilty.

He pulled up Zheng Yunlan, who was crying bitterly, and hugged her in his arms, his voice choked with sobs:

"When have I ever said I'm tired of you? I don't love you enough, I don't care about you enough, I want to have a child with you day and night. This country and I are yours, who says you can't do whatever you want? From now on, whatever you want, I will make it happen for you. If anyone dares to mention having children to embarrass you again, they are embarrassing me! I will make them childless first!"

"Your Majesty..." Zheng Yunlan burst into laughter, "If they were all castrated and made eunuchs, the palace wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people."

Emperor Zhao wiped her tears lovingly and said, "Don't cry. I will take care of everything."

He picked up Zheng Yunlan and carried her horizontally, while the eunuch Wu Yong, the chief eunuch, followed behind him with his head lowered.

Zheng Yunlan blushed with shame: "This is against the rules."

"I am the rule."

Emperor Xia Zhao felt more and more like a young man in recent days. He carried Zheng Yunlan all the way to the Yangxin Palace without getting out of breath at all.

"Lan'er, you're right, this Taoist pill from Qing Dao really does have a strengthening effect. After only taking it for a few months, I feel like my physical strength is no different from when I was in my early twenties."

He pressed Zheng Yunlan under him and sniffed her sweet fragrance. "What do you mean by enjoying grandchildren? You and I are still young. Let's not waste our youth and give him a bunch of little babies."

Zheng Yunlan half-raised herself and put her arms around Emperor Xia Zhao's neck, her eyes cloyingly sweet: "Your Majesty, I am not a cat or a rabbit, how could I have so many children?"

Emperor Xia Zhao kissed her tempting lips and said, "Give birth to a child as beautiful as Lan'er."

Zheng Yunlan couldn't help but make sporadic sounds as he moved his body.

Emperor Zhao of Xia was like a young man galloping on a horse, conquering cities and seizing territories, and was invincible.

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Wu Yong flicked his whisk lightly, lowered his head and silently walked out of the hall.

The door of the Yangxin Palace closed, and he walked to the steps outside the palace, slightly closed his eyelids, and beckoned to a young eunuch not far away.

The young eunuch ran forward in small steps, his voice like a broken gong: "Grandfather, please give your orders."

"Tongyi Qing said that His Majesty's medicine is almost gone, and the next batch must be delivered."

The young eunuch lowered his head and said timidly, "Something went wrong. The medicine is gone."

"How long have you been following our family?" Wu Yong looked up and asked disdainfully.

"Your servant has been with the old ancestor for four years, three months and seven days." The young eunuch swallowed his saliva and said, "Your servant will definitely solve the problem as soon as possible, please rest assured, old ancestor."

"Go ahead. If you can't do it, our relationship as grandfather and grandson will be over." Wu Yong turned around.

The young eunuch knelt down and kowtowed to Wu Yong: "Grandfather, I will definitely do it."

Wu Yong didn't look back, just waved his hand.

The young eunuch took the order and trotted out.

Wu Yong stood back at the door of the Yangxin Palace with a calm expression.

Not far away, Kang Jiwei, commander of the imperial guards, was leading a patrol, and the armored soldiers were marching with firm and powerful steps.

There are thousands of palaces, snow is melting and flowers are falling, auspicious beasts on the eaves are covered in gold, and glazed tiles reflect the dazzling light.

Winter goes and spring comes, everything is just beginning.