Children of Loulan

Chapter 170 Meeting again

Seeing Concubine Xian happy for him, Aider felt mixed emotions. He felt as if a piece of his heart was missing, making it difficult for him to calm down no matter what.

Not long after, Lian Zhi brought in the wine, but at this moment, Aidier suddenly had no desire to drink at all. He stared at Concubine Xian silently and said:

"Mother, how about we drink some other time? Although my father has announced in the court that I will be crowned the Prince of Xin, the ceremony is quite complicated, and I still need to return to the palace to wait for the imperial edict. If I delay the important matters because of drinking, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the imperial edict?"

After hearing what Aidier said, Concubine Xian was stunned for a moment, then she smiled with relief: "Yes, yes, you really can't drink. Look at mother, she gets confused when she gets excited. Then you should go back and prepare well. This is a big deal. After you are crowned king, come back and have a drink with mother!"

Aider replied respectfully: "Yes, then I will take my leave now!" After that, he turned around and left the Summer Palace.

Seeing Aidier leaving, Concubine Xian's face instantly became extremely gloomy, like the calm before the storm. Seeing this, Lian Zhi hurriedly put away the wine, fearing that she would anger Concubine Xian. Yumei quickly walked behind Concubine Xian and comforted her softly, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much. After all, even if the Second Prince is crowned king, he is still your son in name."

However, Concubine Xian's expression did not ease. She clenched her teeth and a fierce look flashed in her eyes. "But he is getting smarter and smarter now. He even knows how to unite seven or eight ministers to speak for him and even incite the people to plead for him! This forced the king to make him king, and he does everything for my sake!"

After a moment of silence, Yumei suddenly suggested, "Then does your Majesty need to conduct a secret investigation to see if someone is giving him advice behind the scenes?"

Concubine Xian shook her head slightly to express her denial: "I have already placed spies in his residence, but according to their reports, they did not find that he was in contact with anyone special."

Yumei sighed, "I know what your majesty is worried about, but it's been so long since what happened, and there is no evidence now. Even if he becomes smart, he probably won't find out about it. Even if he really heard some rumors, without solid evidence, how could he easily accuse his adoptive mother? More importantly, if he is not smart enough, how can he compete with King Xuan for that position?"

After hearing this, Concubine Xian still said with some worry: "I know all this, but I am still worried that he will become as smart as King Xuan. If he knows what happened back then, I am afraid we will not be able to keep it secret any longer."

Yumei quickly comforted Concubine Xian, saying, "You don't have to worry too much, your majesty. The incident was handled very cleanly and neatly, leaving absolutely no traces, and no one would be able to detect the truth." After that, she walked to Concubine Xian, gently poured her a cup of tea, and handed the cup to Concubine Xian. Then, she continued to report to Concubine Xian, "Your majesty, the concubine is now pregnant."

After hearing this, Concubine Xian showed no trace of joy on her face. She only said calmly, "Oh? Really? Then send a few more people over to help her take good care of the baby. If she can give birth to a son smoothly, then I can rest assured!"

Yumei agreed with a smile and said, "Yes, Your Majesty. As long as this concubine gives birth to a prince, the king will definitely love you even more. Your Majesty must also be worried that the Second Prince will know the truth in the future."

The virtuous concubine frowned, her face clearly showing some displeasure: "Now that I have a son, do I still need the king's favor? I just need to help my son ascend to the throne, and I don't care about anything else!"

Hearing Concubine Xian say this, Yumei sighed inwardly. She knew Concubine Xian too well. It was not right for Concubine Xian to say this only because the king had not come to the Summer Palace for a while. Looking at the entire harem, there were probably not many people who loved the king as much as Concubine Xian. When these newcomers just entered the palace and Concubine Xian said for the first time that she didn't care about the king, Yumei thought she had really let it go. But who knew that after a few days, the king came to the Summer Palace, and she became the Concubine Xian whose heart and eyes were full of the king again!

But Yumei only dared to complain about these words in her heart. She looked at Concubine Xian's nonchalant expression and said, "Yes, I was wrong. If she gives birth to a son, he will definitely be a helper to the queen in the future!"

The virtuous concubine snorted lightly, then showed a disdainful smile. Her bright eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, as if she didn't care about all this.

Yumei looked at Concubine Xian carefully, feeling somewhat worried. She knew that Concubine Xian had always longed for the king's exclusive favor, but now the king had not set foot in the Palace of Peace for many days, which made Concubine Xian's mood worse and worse. However, as a servant, Yumei could only accompany Concubine Xian silently and try her best to meet her requests.

Xian Fei suddenly turned around, stared at Yu Mei with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "Go tell her that as long as she can keep the baby in her belly, I will save her family. But if she is like those other useless women and can't keep the baby, I don't want to care about a useless family!"

Yumei quickly responded, "Yes, Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely convey your intention to her." After that, Yumei turned and left, ready to do as Concubine Xian ordered.

Xianfei sat quietly in the chair, looking at the scenery outside the window, her eyes gradually became cold and firm. In the past three years, she has found several women one after another, all wanting to borrow their wombs to give birth to a prince for herself, but for some reason, no one has successfully given birth to a child in these years, whether it is a boy or a girl, none of them can be kept. She once suspected that someone had done something, but she checked so many times, and the result was an accidental miscarriage!

This also made her feel extremely depressed, so this time when she heard that another prostitute was pregnant, she was so indifferent.

Aider, who left the Summer Palace, looked dejected, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He was limp and lifeless.

He walked slowly out of the palace like a zombie.

But just as he passed the road leading to the Queen's palace, a strange figure slowly walked towards him from the opposite side!

Edir didn't care who the visitor was at first. After all, apart from his father, there were only those women in the palace. These women were insignificant to him.

However, just as the two of them were getting closer, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Princess Xuan!"

He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, wanting to see who had taken the position that originally belonged to Xilin!

However, when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he was stunned.

The woman in front of him also had a teardrop mole, which was located at the end of her right eye, while Xilin's teardrop mole was at the corner of her left eye.

Such a coincidence surprised Edir so much that he couldn't help but look at the woman a few more times.

Although her appearance is not as good as Xilin's, she has a unique charm.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had not shown Xilin's portrait to the Imperial Master. He only told him that it was Jingsi Court, the person with a teardrop mole. Later, Xilin told him that someone had swapped the names on the plaques of the two residences, so the Imperial Master chose the wrong person.