Chapter 11. Trust “I just trust your mother.”
With the double fury of Mu Jiulu and Gu Tingsong, the Yongning Palace didn’t have many peaceful days in the next half month.
The side husbands and serving husbands of Mu Congfeng swarmed into the palace, clamoring for the Grand Empress Dowager to uphold justice for them.
He thought something big had happened, but it turned out to be just because the Shu Wang gave this side husband a piece of soft smoke silk but not that one, and gave that side husband a red jade hairpin but not this one.
And so on…
The Grand Empress Dowager didn’t want to manage this at all, but these people were all troublemakers, and when they argued, they didn’t give him a chance to interject.
He wanted to block these people outside the palace, but Mu Congfeng had always been reckless in her actions and had dozens of palace entry tokens made.
Whenever those serving husbands of hers managed to please her, she would issue one, to the extent that these people could almost visit the Grand Empress Dowager every day.
“Go find Shu Wang for me, and have her take all these people back!”
This wasn’t the first day the Grand Empress Dowager had shouted like this, but Mu Congfeng would avoid it if she could, and when she couldn’t avoid entering the palace, she would just talk in circles.
“Hurry up and take back those palace tokens you sent out, did you hear me!”
“How can I do that, I am at least a Wang Zhu, taking back things I’ve given out would be so embarrassing, wouldn’t it?”
“Then don’t let them enter the palace anymore, I don’t want to see them!”
“Imperial Father, they all know you’re lonely in the palace alone, and want to keep you company more, don’t reject them!”
The Grand Empress Dowager’s hand trembled with anger: “Do I have to worry about those petty affairs in your Wang Fu’s back courtyard, do you have any filial piety left!”
Mu Jiulu looked at him deeply, her expression solemn.
“My father-husband passed away early, and I’ve always treated Imperial Father as my own father. There’s no one in charge in the Shu Wang Fu, that’s why we need Imperial Father to teach them, isn’t it? Sorry to trouble Imperial Father.”
“You… Then just marry a proper husband, and let him manage all these nightingales and swallows of yours!”
Mu Congfeng sighed: “How can a Wang Jun be found so casually?”
The Grand Empress Dowager glared at her: “Since you’ve raised so many people, just be fair, give everyone a share of the rewards and there won’t be any fights!”
“Where would I get so much savings?”
“Then don’t raise them!”
“But I like it.”
“……”
“You get out!”
“Alright, Imperial Father, I’ll come to see you another day.”
“……”
Not only was it chaotic during the day, but at night he always felt there were strange sounds outside from time to time, causing him to sleep poorly and become quite haggard.
The young Emperor hadn’t seen her Imperial Grandfather much during this period, and without her main support, she went to the Palace of Compassion to visit the Empress Dowager who was observing a vegetarian diet and reciting Buddhist scriptures.
“Huan’er, come let father have a look, you’ve grown taller again.”
The Empress Dowager was not yet thirty, with simple makeup, looking gentle and cultured, giving people a kind feeling.
“Huan’er pays respects to Imperial Father.”
The young Emperor obediently sat beside him, and the Empress Dowager’s fingertips brushed over his daughter’s forehead, sighing lightly.
“Huan’er, you’re frowning at such a young age, have you encountered some troubles?”
“It’s all because of the Regent, the court now can almost be considered her one-person show, those court officials hardly see me as the Emperor anymore.”
The young Emperor complained, and the Empress Dowager shook his head upon hearing this.
“Don’t let your imagination run wild.”
The young Emperor grumbled: “It’s not imagination, if this goes on, the Regent will sooner or later depose me and become Emperor herself.”
The Empress Dowager’s eyes focused, his expression becoming serious.
“Who told you that, Huan’er? Your Ninth Aunt is not that kind of person.”
The young Emperor: “How does Imperial Father know she’s not? She’s always been dictatorial and ruthless in her actions, I think she has ill intentions!”
“Ah, Huan’er, Huan’er, if you think like this, it will break your Ninth Aunt’s heart. You should know, back then she and your mother were the closest.”
“But you also said, that was back then. In the end, it was Mother Emperor who ascended the throne, how could she not hold a grudge?”
The Empress Dowager’s expression became somewhat melancholic: “But your mother never wanted to be Emperor.”
If it weren’t for this throne, she wouldn’t have died unnaturally, leaving the two of them, father and daughter, alone in the deep palace.
He would rather still be that ordinary Chu Wang Jun, and Huan’er would only be the eldest daughter of the Wang Fu. He and his wife-master would raise her safely together.
How wonderful that would be.
But an edict of succession completely shattered all of this.
“Huan’er, do you know what your mother resented your Ninth Aunt for the most?”
The Empress Dowager’s voice was soft, and the young Emperor shook her head in confusion.
“Huan’er doesn’t know.”
“What she resented the most was those two years when she disappeared.”
The young Emperor still looked puzzled, she didn’t understand why her Imperial Father would say this.
“Imperial Grandfather said, if it weren’t for Ninth Aunt’s disappearance, Mother Emperor would never have been able to inherit the throne, and I wouldn’t be wearing these dragon robes now.”
The Empress Dowager read a hint of ambition from her young and naive face, which made him somewhat worried.
“Don’t always listen to your Imperial Grandfather.”
Sigh, it was also because he was too heartbroken over his wife-master’s passing and stayed in the Palace of Compassion unwilling to go out, that Huan’er had more contact with the Grand Empress Dowager.
The young Emperor raised her hand to stop the words about to come out of the Empress Dowager’s mouth.
“Huan’er knows, Ninth Aunt was previously most favored by Imperial Grandmother, but in the end, it was Mother Emperor who became Emperor. This is the will of heaven, she shouldn’t presume to change it.”
“How do you know she wants to change it?” the Empress Dowager asked in return.
“What kind of person do you think your Ninth Aunt is? She was once a prodigy, admired by several elder statesmen.
If she really wanted to take your current throne, Huan’er, you wouldn’t even notice.”
The young Emperor paused, and the Empress Dowager continued.
“She has always been strong in her actions, but also values her promises the most. When your mother was on her deathbed, she entrusted her to take care of you, and since she agreed, she won’t go back on her word.”
The young Emperor spoke resentfully: “She hasn’t fulfilled her promise at all, she’s just using Mother Emperor’s trust to seize power.”
“You foolish child, how can seizing power be so obvious? Do you think the General doesn’t exist? She is clearly teaching you how to handle affairs.”
“What is Imperial Father saying? Huan’er doesn’t understand.”
That Ninth Aunt of hers, who barely speaks a few words to her, is said to be teaching her?
Has Imperial Father gone mad?
“When she handles state affairs in court, did you listen carefully? How did you feel?”
The young Emperor pursed her lips, saying somewhat unwillingly.
“Hmm… it’s more comprehensive than what I would have thought of.”
“Isn’t that it? If she really had ill intentions, she could easily let you voice those incomplete ideas first, and then propose more perfect methods later. Wouldn’t that put you at a greater disadvantage?”
“But she didn’t. Her current way of doing things, although it may seem somewhat presumptuous to others, no one will criticize you, a young Emperor.”
“Huan’er, if you really want to be a good Emperor, you should learn more at this time.”
The Empress Dowager said earnestly, and the young Emperor’s long-held prejudices were somewhat shaken, leaving her stunned.
Could it be as Imperial Father said, that Ninth Aunt’s actions were to teach and temper her?
No, that’s not what Imperial Grandfather said. It must be that Imperial Father has been in the palace for too long and is out of touch with the world, being deceived by the former Ninth Aunt, to think this way.
“Imperial Father, the Regent caught Gu Sui’s embroidered ball, clearly coveting those two hundred thousand Gu family troops.”
The Empress Dowager’s eyes changed slightly upon hearing this: “She wants to marry the Gu family’s young master?”
The young Emperor nodded, she originally wanted to make her Imperial Father come to his senses, but unexpectedly, he broke into a smile.
“I must ask your Ninth Aunt about this properly, it’s rare for her to have someone she likes, your mother would be happy if she knew.”
The young Emperor: “???”
“Imperial Father, did you not hear what Huan’er said? That’s Gu Sui, the only son of the General’s mansion!”
The Empress Dowager raised his hand to stroke her head, as if to comfort her, and said with a smile.
“I know, but you don’t understand. Back then, when your Imperial Grandmother wanted to bestow the Prime Minister’s eldest son in marriage to her, she refused, saying she wanted to marry someone she loved in the future.”
“So, if she wants to marry Gu Sui, it must be because she likes him.”
“But come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve seen this young General Gu much, I wonder what about him has attracted the Ninth Imperial Sister.”
The young Emperor said expressionlessly: “He’s just a puppet, how could anyone like him!”
The Empress Dowager glared at her: “How can you talk like that? He helped you conquer eight cities in Dongzhou, and the Gu family has been loyal for three generations. Huan’er, you should show more respect.”
The young Emperor bit her lip and reluctantly gave a sound of agreement.
Only then was the Empress Dowager satisfied, praising her for being good.
“Before that, I should ask the Ninth Imperial Sister first. If she really likes him, I can help with the imperial bestowal of marriage.”
The young Emperor’s face was full of complexity as she held down her Imperial Father’s eager arm.
“Imperial Father, Imperial Grandfather is thinking of having Gu Sui enter the harem.”
The Empress Dowager was stunned upon hearing this: “Enter the harem? Whose harem?”
He had never thought that his daughter would have a harem at this age.
The young Emperor squeezed two words out through her teeth.
“Mine.”
Slap–
The Empress Dowager slapped the table and stood up, startling the young Emperor who nearly fell backwards. She had never seen her gentle Imperial Father angry before.
“Imperial Father, Imperial Father, please calm down.”
“Tell your father, do you want to marry Gu Sui?”
The young Emperor swallowed and slowly shook her head under her Imperial Father’s gaze.
It wasn’t that she minded Gu Sui’s age, mainly, she had someone she liked.
“But Imperial Grandfather said…”
“Imperial Grandfather, Imperial Grandfather, are you the Emperor or is he the Emperor? You listen to everything he says, but everything I say goes in one ear and out the other?”
“Huan’er didn’t, Imperial Father, please calm your anger.”
The young Emperor hurriedly said, and only then did the Empress Dowager’s expression soften.
“But, we really can’t let the Regent marry Gu Sui. That would be equivalent to her having two hundred thousand troops under her command, wouldn’t I be in even more danger?”
The Empress Dowager sat down again and poked her forehead.
“You think too much. Why won’t you believe that even if the General wanted to harm you, your Ninth Aunt wouldn’t allow it?”
The young Emperor grumbled: “It’s Imperial Father who trusts the Regent too much.”
And for no reason at all, it’s really strange, could it be…
“No.”
The Empress Dowager suddenly spoke, interrupting the young Emperor’s inner thoughts.
“I just trust your mother.”
***
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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