682: Doting Grandchildren, Slap in the Face (3)

Doting Grandchildren, Slap in the Face (3)

Consort Yun smiled faintly. "Empress, you flatter me. In terms of methods, how can I be your match? Back then, the Old State Preceptor sent my child away with a prophecy. I'm useless. Otherwise, I wouldn't have not angered you to death after so many years."2

The first few sentences did not hurt at all, but the last sentence almost angered the Empress to death.

The Empress gripped her handkerchief tightly. "Consort Yun! Just because you have His Majesty backing you up now, you're looking down on me even more!"

Consort Yun sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, you're wrong. I've never looked down on you more and more. I've never taken you seriously from the beginning."

The Empress fell back in anger!

The Empress said coldly, "Aren't you… afraid that I'll deal with you?!"

Consort Yun sighed again. "Sigh, it's not the first day I've been so rash and rude. The Empress is magnanimous. You definitely won't punish me for such a small matter."

These words were not fake. Ever since Consort Yun entered the palace, she had caused trouble everyday. However, the Empress always tolerated her to the greatest extent. This was naturally not because the Empress was really magnanimous, but because keeping a crazy woman like her could very well set off the Empress's virtuousness.

Why? Did I make such comparisons for so many years for nothing? It was time to collect some interest!

"If the Empress doesn't have any instructions, I'll take my leave. The Empress only needs to take care of the sleeping Princess, but I have to guard three lively children. It's hard on me."

With that, Consort Yun left without looking back.

Listen to what she was saying. The sleeping Princess? Was she cursing Nangong Yan to never recover in her life? Thinking of the withered Nangong Yan, the Empress's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. Then, she thought of the child brought to the throne room by His Majesty, and she almost couldn't help but vomit blood.

"Stop right there!"

Consort Yun turned around. "Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"

The Empress suppressed the anger in her heart. "Did you instigate it?"

Consort Yun thought for a while. "Huh, what are you referring to, Your Majesty?"

The Empress said coldly, "Stop pretending! That child took my phoenix seal, His Majesty's heirloom seal, and even pestered His Majesty to bring him to court. Do you dare say that you didn't instigate him?"

It really wasn't.

Consort Yun had never cared about these things, but since the Empress asked, she naturally could not disappoint her.

Consort Yun smiled. "That's right. I was the one who instigated it. Your Majesty, come and punish me!"

That child had just entered the throne room. Wasn't punishing Consort Yun now publicly punishing that child?

The Empress was not that stupid. However, the Empress was truly aggravated. She had never felt so aggrieved. If she did not feel good, Consort Yun would.

Consort Yun carried the basket and left with a smile.

The eunuch advised, "Your Majesty, don't be angry. Be careful that you'll hurt your health. His Majesty is still around. His Majesty has been your husband for many years. The person he cares about the most is still you."

The Empress heaved a long sigh of relief and nodded. "To His Majesty's bedchamber." She did not believe that a few children who suddenly appeared could compare to their many years of relationship. In the Emperor's heart, she was always the most important person.

How could a few children born from concubines compare to her, the legitimate Empress? As this thought flashed through her mind, the Empress finally felt better.

The Empress had special privileges. There was no need to report her entry and exit to the Emperor's bedchamber. She walked in unimpeded, only to hear a row of laughing pigs.

She hurriedly passed through the corridor and took a closer look. She saw that the Emperor, who had sworn a second ago that he would never talk to Dabao again, was kneeling on the ground with his hands and knees. Three little black eggs were riding on his back.

The Emperor: "Sit tight!"

The Empress: "…!!"

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