I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 98: Pampering for Pampering's Sake
[Just reading the text is very interesting. This pair of red agate earrings was actually soaked in bird droppings. No wonder the tyrant was unwilling to take them. ]

[After the tyrant found out, he wanted to order someone to throw them away, but Lady Wen didn’t know the truth and thought the red agate earrings were pretty, so she kept them for herself.]

[Tsk tsk, every time the tyrant saw Lady Wen wearing this pair of red agate earrings, he would look weird. Lady Wen thought the tyrant didn't like seeing her wearing this pair of earrings. And just then someone brought up the matter of the clothes to her, so she got angry and ordered someone to send the earrings to Concubine Gao, and even humiliated her in a weird way.]

[Being favored means you have confidence. In terms of rank, the concubine is of the fifth rank, and the beauty is of the sixth rank. They specially sent people to humiliate her. Lady Wen was really spoiled by the tyrant. 】

Chu Liuzheng sighed and sighed, and suddenly discovered a problem that she had ignored all along.

[Lady Wen was the first tea-serving maid to successfully climb onto the dragon bed. She suddenly became favored and then suddenly fell out of favor in just a few months. Is the tyrant so fickle?]

[Although the emperor is willful, I have never seen a tyrant treat other concubines like this. ]

[Now that I think about it carefully, the tyrant was doting on Lady Wen for those few months, as if he had lost his mind. He even refused to listen to the Queen Mother's advice. It was as if... he was doting on her for the sake of doting on her.]

Chu Liuzheng sniffed and felt that he smelled the scent of a big melon.

She cheered up, rolled up her sleeves in her heart, rushed into the melon field and started turning over the melons!
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At night, Wanshou Palace.

The palace maids came in one after another carrying the dishes and arranged them properly.

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor sat across from each other at a round table.

"I asked the kitchen to make your favorite Mantanxiang, please try it."

Zhou Yuande stepped forward to serve the dishes.

Xiao Jingfan picked it up and ate it, nodding: "I still prefer the Mantanxiang made in my mother's palace."

"You loved this when you were a child." The Queen Mother smiled, with a hint of nostalgia on her face. "Your father also loved it. You and your son have the same taste."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingfan also recalled the time when his father and son had meals together, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

The Queen Mother looked at him carefully and said, "I see that you have lost weight again. No matter how busy you are in the court, you should take care of yourself first."

"My son knows." Xiao Jingfan picked up the soup bowl and took a sip, trying to change the subject, "This fish soup tastes good."

The Queen Mother did not continue his words. She turned her head and glared at Zhou Yuande. "My son is so thin, it shows that he has not eaten well. Zhou Yuande, what did I tell you?"

Zhou Yuande secretly groaned in his heart. His Majesty didn't want to eat, and he couldn't pry open His Majesty's mouth and stuff food in.

He knelt down on his knees and said, "I failed in my duty. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

"Mother." Xiao Jingfan glanced at Zhou Yuande, "This servant advised me a lot, but it was my son who couldn't eat. Please don't blame me wrongly."

The Queen Mother snorted lightly, but did not continue to attack Zhou Yuande. "Forget it this time. If the prince gets any thinner, I will not forgive you."

Zhou Yuande quickly assured: "I will do my best to serve Your Majesty."

The Queen Mother then asked him to stand up and turned to look at Xiao Jingfan: "In my opinion, the prince is lacking a caring and considerate person by his side."

Xiao Jingfan: "..."

Again! !

The Queen Mother finally started talking about the main topic of the night: "I heard that the emperor has been visiting an injured palace maid in Nongyun Garden recently?"

Xiao Jingfan frowned, "Who is gossiping in front of the Queen Mother?"

He glanced at Madam Zhao who was standing beside him with a cold look. Madam Zhao shuddered and knelt down with her head lowered.

The Queen Mother defended her, "I asked her to find out. If you want to punish her, punish me."

"Mother." Xiao Jingfan called out helplessly, rubbing his brows with a headache. The Queen Mother's heart softened and her expression softened, "I know you don't like to hear this, but you don't like to go to the harem, and you don't have anyone to take care of you. How can I be at ease?"

Although Xiao Jingfan was not her biological child, she had raised him from a tiny baby in swaddling clothes. Seeing Xiao Jingfan getting thinner day by day, the Queen Mother felt distressed.

Knowing that his mother would not give up without a definite answer, Xiao Jingfan had no choice but to say, "My son has other plans for her."

The Queen Mother did not believe it: "Don't try to fool me. I raised you. Don't I know what kind of person you are?"

"I have said before that I don't like women like Lady Wen who come from humble backgrounds. They are often spoiled and spoiled, causing unrest in the harem. But if you really like her, how can I not do as you wish?"

"Mother, I have my own arrangements." Xiao Jingfan personally picked up a piece of stewed ham for the Queen Mother with his chopsticks, "Eat first, or it will hurt your stomach if it gets cold."

Seeing that his face was not as good as before, the empress dowager didn't want to have a good meal and make her son unhappy, so she had to stop talking and told Madam Zhao to serve Xiao Jingfan the food.

After dinner, the mother and son moved to the warm room to talk about family matters.

As they chatted, the Queen Mother suddenly remembered something and asked, "What are your plans for the three princesses? If you want to keep them in the palace, you should ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make preparations."

"There's no rush for this matter." Xiao Jingfan lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

The tea tastes bitter, I don't like it.

Seeing him frown, the Queen Mother smiled.

"You've been afraid of hardship since you were little. Even when you're sick, you have to put sugar in your medicine. If you don't, you won't drink it. I have to coax and persuade you every time. I can't bear to look away. It's really annoying."

When his mother reminded him of his dark childhood, Xiao Jingfan felt a little embarrassed.

The Queen Mother was not indulging him: "This is the soothing tea that I specially asked the Imperial Hospital to prescribe. Even if it tastes bitter, you should drink a few more sips."

Xiao Jingfan's brows were furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river) but he still drank one more sip out of respect for the empress dowager.

He put the rest on the table and never touched it again.

Tasting the bitterness in his mouth, he suddenly remembered the various kinds of tea that Chu Liuzheng had brewed for him, including those for calming the nerves, relieving summer heat, clearing away heat, reducing internal heat, and warming the stomach... Although there were many varieties, none of them tasted bitter.

He stared at the teacup, his eyes dazed and slightly absent-minded.

It takes more than a month to recover, which seems a bit too long.

"Ah!"

Chu Liuzheng, who had just returned from the toilet, suddenly sneezed loudly towards the sky.

"But are you cold?" Moxiang hurriedly helped her to the bed and wrapped her in a thick quilt, leaving only her head exposed.

Chu Liuzheng sniffed, "Don't worry, sister. I'm not cold. It may be that my family members are talking about me. This cloak is quite warm to wear."

Moxiang added two pieces of charcoal to the brazier and smiled when she heard it: "You refused to wear it just now, do you know it's warm now?"

Chu Liuzheng grinned.

Isn't she worried that she will get dirty when going to the toilet?
It's so hard to get a good thing without the imperial mark, how can I sell it if it's dirty?
Moxiang brought the brazier closer to the bed and said, "You warm yourself by the fire first. I'll get some hot water for washing up."

"it is good."

Moxiang opened the door and went out. Chu Liuzheng, wrapped in a quilt, thought of the big melon he had eaten in the afternoon and couldn't help but become dazed.

[I always thought Lady Wen was just an ordinary tea-serving maid who had successfully risen to power. I never expected that she was a spy carefully trained by the fifth prince to kill the tyrant.]