strictlysupreme Chapter 527 The Tyrant's Little Palace Maid (8)
Chapter 527 The Tyrant's Little Palace Maid (8)
Some ministers thought, "This was researched by the little goddess, so why are you so proud of it?"
But no one dared to speak out; they only dared to express their contempt for His Majesty's behavior in private.
Despite the criticisms, this weapon is undeniably powerful, and given the limited availability of firearms, it represents the pinnacle of melee weaponry.
The officials appointed by the previous dynasty were all capable and honest. There were some who were lazy and cunning, but they were all within the acceptable range, so Feng Qingchen turned a blind eye to them.
The former emperor and his ministers were of one mind, while the concubine Wangyou has recently taken to playing with a few children.
"Pretty sister, is that bright red one you're eating delicious?" Wangyou was eating a candied hawthorn when she felt her clothes being tugged. Looking down, she saw a little dumpling who was a little over three years old.
"It's especially delicious."
"Can Yongyu have one?" the little guy asked, swallowing hard.
"You want to eat it?" Wangyou asked mischievously.
"Uh-huh!"
"No, children shouldn't eat sweets, it'll cause cavities." When Wangyou was little, she loved sweets, and that's what the ladies at Zuixianglou told her. Now, she's brought it up exactly like that.
"Really?" The child covered his mouth.
"Of course it's fake, but how can I let you eat my candied hawthorn?" Wangyou really has no shame in bullying children.
"Wah~~" The little dumpling burst into tears.
Wangyou looked around. There was no one there. Something was wrong. It was impossible for the child to be without anyone by her side. If she was left here and something happened to her, she wouldn't be able to explain herself.
So, Wangyou, holding her candied hawthorn in one hand and the little guy in the other, quickly walked towards the Imperial Study.
Then, Feng Qingchen, who was reviewing memorials, felt a gust of wind and then felt something in her arms. Looking down, she saw a child, and looking up, she found that the culprit had already run away.
When Yongyu found himself in his father's arms, he was so frightened that he dared not cry.
"Yongyu, how did you run into Wangyou?"
“When I came out, there was no one there. I saw a pretty lady eating something delicious, so I asked her for some, but she wouldn’t give them to me, so I cried,” Yongyu confessed honestly.
"From now on, call her 'Auntie' when you see her, and don't call her 'Pretty Sister'," Feng Qingchen said solemnly, his face darkening.
"Understood, Father," Yongyu replied obediently.
"Pan Jin, go and investigate why the First Prince is out alone."
"Yes."
Feng Qingchen, having fought her way out of the struggle for the throne among the princes, naturally knew that the one thing you could least trust in the palace was an accident.
Eunuch Pan's competence is commendable; he also recounted the conversation between Wangyou and Yongyu.
After hearing this, the tyrant was speechless. How could Wangyou have so much free time that he had time to tease a little baby and even make him cry? Not only did he make him cry, but he also didn't comfort him and just threw him at the baby. He must be the first person in the world to do something like this.
Then, the tyrant thought, "Since you're so free, why don't you play with the kids a bit more?"
After that day, Wangyou's carefree days were gone forever. Every day, wet nurses would bring little princes and princesses to see her. At first, Wangyou was quite happy to accept this, after all, the cubs were so cute.
However, after a while, it inevitably became annoying, but Feng Qingchen managed to find the right balance and hit the mark perfectly.
Wangyou is a person who doesn't learn from mistakes. Once she got over her initial annoyance with the children, she happily started playing with the little ones again.
"Your Majesty, aren't you worried that Miss Wangyou might quit?" Eunuch Pan asked curiously.
"I am afraid, therefore, I must find a balance."
Both of them knew what Feng Qingchen meant by "fear"—she was afraid of her leaving. But life in the palace was too boring, and they needed some variety.
"Come on, line up! Whoever can recite the Analects first will get a gift first," Wangyou said, holding several exquisite Luban locks.
The Luban lock itself isn't difficult to find; what's rare is what's inside. The children had gotten used to it and started lining up seriously to recite their lessons.
Although Wangyou herself had only learned and memorized it on the spot, it didn't stop her from showing off.
It was only at this moment that Feng Qingchen realized that Wangyou was born with a photographic memory and extremely strong comprehension ability. It would be a waste of talent for such a person not to serve the country.
However, if he wants to use it, he must be able to forget his worries and be happy.
She was willing to teach children because most children are simple-minded. She wasn't interested in anything else, so Feng Qingchen's plan was aborted before it even started.
Time is like sand slipping through your fingers, never stopping for a moment.
In ten years, the territory of the Great Qi has doubled, and the little dumpling has grown into a handsome young man.
Feng Qingchen is now focusing on training the next generation of successors because he feels that Wangyou will no longer stay in the palace.
Although the palace was nice, Wangyou had really had enough of staying there for more than ten years. Fortunately, someone from the Xie family had become an official in the capital, so Wangyou could go and live off his parents.
"If you really have to leave, then I must have wronged you in some way." Feng Qingchen never expected the accident to happen so quickly.
"His Majesty has never mistreated me, but I don't want to stay any longer. The palace is nice, but I've been looking at it for over ten years and I'm tired of it. I want to see some other scenery," Wangyou said with a grin as she munched on an apple.
"Can't you wait for me a little longer?"
"Your Majesty, I'm tired, I'll go back to my room to rest." Wangyou's change of topic wasn't very clever, but it still shut the emperor up.
The next day, Wangyou packed her things and left the palace. Her elder brother came to pick her up and take her home.
Over the years, Wangyou has maintained close ties with the Xie family, at least in terms of providing them with enough money.
Her courtyard had been tidied up, and Wangyou resumed her secluded life.
It would be even better if those brats stopped bothering her. Since Feng Qingchen couldn't come herself, she sent several princes and princesses to report for duty every day. That's really something else.
The Xie family, due to the frequent visits of several princes and princesses, suddenly came into the sights of other powerful figures. Although the princes and princesses were not showing goodwill to other members of the Xie family, it was all the same, after all, Wangyou seemed to have a good relationship with her family.
Ten years later, Feng Qingchen passed the throne to the second prince, Yongzhang, and then abdicated.
He passed away ten days later, closing his eyes forever.
Pangu, who had been searching for Pangu by following his soul power, was a troublesome child. He had killed himself again in the blink of an eye. What was wrong with living a couple more days? And how come his love essence had been reduced to just a single tendril?
Pangu suddenly felt that things were worse than he thought. She had lost her memories, but her instincts remained. Although she outwardly wanted to grow the root of love, her subconscious was actually wearing it down.
Once the roots of affection are completely extinguished, it would be better if Wangyou became someone devoid of love and affection. More importantly, he feared that Wangyou would lose the will to live altogether.
The root of love connects to the seven emotions and six desires. If even the seven emotions and six desires are gone, it means that she is not interested in anything. At that time, she will either destroy others or destroy herself.
Pangu didn't want things to get so bad. After thinking for a moment, he temporarily sealed away Wangyou's emotional attachment and went to find someone to think of a solution.