Volume 2: Awakening Memories ☆ Light of Dawn Chapter 3: Wrath of the War King

  Jiāo Fáng Diàn

  "Qiu Qing, invite all the princesses into the main hall, and Empress Dowager will arrive soon."

  "Yes, Aunt Fang Bai."

  The maid in pink clothes bowed her head and retreated with a stiff upper body.

  "It's all ready." In front of the bronze mirror, Xuan Yuan Empress wore a dignified red and gold phoenix robe, with an elegant demeanor, dignified and refined. Behind her, two palace maids carefully combed her hair.

  "Yes, Your Ladyship."

  "Hmm." She tilted her head to glance at herself in the copper mirror, nodded in satisfaction, and a hint of a smile flashed across her phoenix-like eyes. "Autumn Mann's hands are getting more skilled."

  "The queen has fainted and her maidservants are all frightened."

  After all, it was the maid who had been following Xuan Yuan Huang Hou for a long time and hadn't been scared off by her words like the other serving palace maids.

  She waved her hand, and Empress Xuan Yuan did not let the maid support her hand. At this hour every day, the concubines of various palaces would come to the Pepper Chamber to pay their respects to her. Sometimes she couldn't help but think that if there were no rules set by the empresses of previous dynasties, would anyone still remember to come and pay their respects to her?

  "The Crown Princess is indeed filial, visiting the Empress Dowager's palace on time every day to pay her respects. Rarely seen." De Fei wore a peach-red palace attire, with an impeccable appearance and exquisite makeup that made it impossible to guess her age.

  "Shallow words to De Fei Niangniang, Xian Fei Niangniang, Liang Fei Niangniang and Shu Fei Niangniang." Nan Rong's shallow words drooped his eyes, lightly biting his pink lips, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

  "The crown prince's consort doesn't have to be polite." Xian Fei raised her hand slightly, with a warm smile.

  Nan Rong nodded slightly and sat down in her own seat, no longer speaking.

  In the harem, apart from Empress Xuan Yuan and the four consorts, as the noble Crown Princess, she did not need to pay respects to other imperial consorts. When meeting them, a slight nod of the head and a smile would suffice.

  The Empress Dowager has arrived.

  Led by the four consorts, all the concubines stood up from their chairs in unison and chorused to Empress Xuan Yuan: "Your subjects pay respects to Your Majesty, wishing you a thousand blessings and golden peace."

  "Ladies, no need for formalities, please take a seat."

  "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Facing such a scene, Xuan Yuan's queen had long been accustomed to it. For decades, it was the same every day. Even with her eyes closed, she knew how to proceed.

  Following the usual procedure, after the various palace ladies paid their respects to her and sat down, they would leave the Pepper Chamber in less than a short while, returning to their own palaces. It was rare for them to quietly drink tea like today.

  "The son greets his mother with a bow and wishes her good fortune and peace."

  "Sit down, Shallow Language." The Empress of Xuan Yuan looked at the Crown Princess and signaled her to sit down. For the past two days, she had been sleeping restlessly, with her eyelids constantly twitching, as if something was about to happen.

  "Thanks, Mother." On the surface, her eyes were calm, but secretly, waves had already been stirred up. Since she married the Crown Prince and became the Crown Princess, visiting the Empress Dowager every day to pay respects was her daily compulsory course, never interrupted.

  It's unclear whether she was just overthinking or if it was indeed the case. Although the Crown Prince wasn't born to the Empress, he had been raised under her name since childhood, and Empress Xuan Yuan doted on this daughter-in-law of hers, always saving a share of anything good for her.

  However, the Ninth Princess of Nanchu became the War King's consort. Every time Nan Rong saw Xuan Yuan Huang Hou looking at Yixin with a gentle and loving gaze, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

  Yi Xin's arrival stole away her most beloved man.

  She was unwilling to let Xuan Yuan's queen take away her beloved too.

  She had been with Xuan Yuan Empress for so many days, no matter how much Xuan Yuan Empress loved her, but she had never looked at her with that kind of maternal gaze.

  "Just now, Princess De's sister was saying that the Crown Prince's consort is very filial, coming to pay respects to Empress Dowager every day. She really has a good heart." Shu Fei smiled and chatted with Yan Yan, her eyebrows resembling distant mountains, her eyes like crescent moons, a water-blue long dress accentuating her proud figure, her elegance unparalleled.

  "Similarly, both are daughters-in-law, but if you say that the War King's consort is not as good as the Crown Prince's consort, the number of times she enters the palace can be counted on one hand." Xian Liang Er Fei remained silent, sipping her tea quietly, while De Fei's provocative gaze fell on Empress Xuan Yuan's face before quickly moving away.

  In the harem, apart from the empress, she was the one most favored by the emperor.

  And she, fully possessed the capital to rival Xianyun Empress, firstly due to her family background, and secondly naturally because of her appearance, which was in no way inferior to that of the empress.

  The Empress Xuan Yuan pursed her pink lips, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile. Her soft voice was like the rustling of wind through a wheat field, gentle and melodious. "The Crown Prince has already taken a wife, and the Third Prince has also married a princess. The Second, Fourth, and Fifth Princes have all reached marriageable age. The Emperor instructed me two days ago to pay close attention to this matter. I wonder if any of you sisters know of anyone with exceptional character who would be suitable for an imperial marriage."

  "Does His Majesty intend to marry off a few of his princes?"

  "Nature is intentional." Xuan Yuan Empress smiled and looked at Xian Fei, unexpectedly not knowing that with her aloof personality, she would also have a moment of loss of composure.

  "I have been very rude, I hope Your Majesty will not take offense."

  "Xian Fei's sister is being polite." With these words, she successfully diverted the attention of the concubines, Taizi Fei and Wang Fei, both of whom were her daughters-in-law. The palms and backs of their hands were all flesh, and Empress Xuan Yuan did not want them to become enemies with each other, given that they already had grievances in their hearts.

  Jiuer had not entered the palace to see her for a long time, Xuan Yuan Empress really missed that little girl, Miao'er asked for an imperial edict to go to the Wangfu to see her, and she should be returning to the palace soon.

  "The King of War has arrived." The Empress Xuan Yuan's thoughts were interrupted by the sharp, high-pitched voice of a small eunuch outside the palace. Her phoenix eyes sank, and she didn't think Ye Juechen would choose this time to come to her palace to pay his respects.

  Bang!

  No one was seen, but the sound of a teacup falling to the ground startled the palace maids inside the hall, who were trembling with fear, crawling on the ground, and didn't dare to lift their heads.

  The various palace concubines sitting upright in their chairs were also frightened pale, only to see a black brocade robe, Ye Juechen's whole body emitting an aura of terror, his bony hands pinching the slender neck of Crown Princess Nan Rongshu, her pale face suddenly turning bright red, gasping for breath.

  The murderous aura was rampant in the hall, and as long as his palm added a bit more force, Nan Rong would undoubtedly die.

  "What...what are you doing?" Xuan Yuan's empress finally found her voice, the anger and killing intent emanating from Ye Jue made even her feel weak in the legs and cold all over.

  Such a night, she saw it for the first time.

  "Where is she?"

  Yi Xinjie has been missing for two days, and Ye Juechen doesn't know how he's gotten through these two days. The guards of the War King's Manor, his dark guard Shadow Guard, all have been dispatched to search for her whereabouts, almost turning the entire Brocade City upside down, but there is no news of her.

  Two days and two nights without closing his eyes, his eyes were filled with bloodshot, the deep pupils scanned who, who couldn't help but tremble. The hairpin that fell in the alley was identified by Liang Chen, it was indeed the one Yi Xin wore on her head when she went out, and those dry bloodstains, stimulating Ye Juechen's nerves bit by bit, making him furious to the point of wanting to kill someone.

  "Dust, calm down." Chasing after Ye Jue Dust who had arrived with Nan Rong Mo Chen and several others, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, he really wanted to kill Nan Rong Shallow Language.

  Ye Juechen was truly enraged, the rage of a war king, which not everyone could bear.

  "Where is Jiu Er, tell me quickly." Ye Yue lost her usual composure and stared at the hand grasping Nan Rong's neck in shock, shaking her violently.

  Jiuer must have been terrified when she saw those bloodstains. Yexue almost collapsed, it was all her fault.

  "She's going to die, and you'll pay with your life."

  The dark magnetic thick voice, low and hoarse, heavily knocked on Nan Rong's shallow language heart, fresh blood flowed out, and her fate was sentenced.

  Digression

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