Bichan finally spoke.
At dusk, she was brought to Luo Yurou.
At this time, Luo Yurou was sipping tea. It was a specially supplied tea that was only available to the emperor, her and the empress dowager in the entire palace.
"Have you thought it through?"
"… yes."
"Go ahead."
Bichan knelt on the ground and answered, her forehead was red, but the blood had been wiped clean.
"During this period of time, have you been taking care of Lord Mo?"
"… no."
Yu Qiong immediately stepped forward, her face full of cruelty, and said angrily: "Little bitch, why don't you tell the truth!"
Before she could make a move, Luo Yurou gently stopped her, "Alright, Yuqiong, you're getting bolder today."
Yuqiong hurriedly stepped back, lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
"Your Majesty, everything I said is true," Bi Chan knelt down a few steps and said, "For the past half month, I have only been serving tea and water. Lord Mo...he..." Bi Chan gritted her teeth and finally told him everything, "...Lord Mo has always been taken care of by the emperor himself, including changing the dressings, which is also done by the emperor..."
"Ridiculous!" Before she could finish her words, a teacup fell heavily in front of her, fragments flew everywhere, cutting the back of her hand, blood gushed out, and the freshly boiled tea soaked half of her clothes.
But Bichan didn't care about these things, and fell to the ground again, "My queen, I dare not lie to you in the slightest!"
"What a friendship between a monarch and his subjects!" Luo Yurou gritted her teeth and was slightly angry. She was about to say something, but she glanced at the little palace maid kneeling on the ground and swallowed the words that were already on her lips.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she became the noble and dignified queen again.
The slight anger just now seemed to be just an illusion.
"Are you scared? Yuqiong, reward."
However, the more pleasant her expression was at this time, the more afraid Bichan felt. Bichan lowered her head and respectfully took the small purse handed over by Yuqiong, feeling even more uneasy in her heart, "Thank you, Madam!"
"Go down." Luo Yurou waved her hand.
But after the little palace maid took a few steps, she called back:
"Some words should be kept to myself. Do you understand?"
After Bichan left, Luo Yurou dismissed everyone. An originally vague idea gradually became clear, without any mist.
"So this is what he calls the life-saving grace and the friendship between the monarch and his subjects. It's really ridiculous!" The hall became empty, and Luo Yurou's pretty face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.
"Your Majesty, this matter..." Yuqiong took a few steps forward, the dim light reflected on her face, making it seem a little eerie for no reason.
“This matter must not be made known to more people.”
"Although the emperor holds great power now, the several little princes left by the late emperor are now adults and we must be on guard. After all, the emperor is not the empress dowager's biological son. Although the empress dowager does not interfere in state affairs, if it involves the royal orthodoxy, there is no guarantee that the empress dowager will not have the idea of establishing a new emperor." Luo Yurou bit her nails lightly. This was her habit. She would do this if she encountered something she couldn't make up her mind about.
"But your majesty, this matter has been widely circulated in the capital..."
"That's just a rumor!" Luo Yurou said firmly, "With me as the Queen here, no matter how much it spreads, it's just a rumor!"
"Besides, since Marquis Weiwu has already woken up, it is naturally inappropriate for him to stay in the palace to recuperate. The emperor is wise and will make the decision."
Luo Yurou snorted coldly, which man doesn't love the country and this overwhelming power! She just didn't believe that Yi Jinyi could still detain people in the palace regardless of rumors after the people woke up!
"But the little palace maid just now was called Bichan, right?"
"Yes, my lady."
Luo Yurou tucked her hair in elegantly, "There's no need to keep this person. Find a chance to get rid of him. Remember, do it cleanly."
"yes."
Yuqiong responded and stepped back.
Luo Yurou was the only one left in the bedroom.
She walked to the window. On the table was a blue and white porcelain vase with a few decorative flowers on it.
The slender white fingers slowly stroked the golden petals.
"But... Marquis Weiwu cannot be kept."
We must find a way to deal with it.
In fact, before entering the Jinxiu Palace, Luo Yurou already knew that our emperor didn't seem to be very interested in women.
This is also one of the important reasons why he was pushed to the throne by powerful officials.
But at that time, she thought that Yi Jinyi was not interested in women because of internal and external troubles and also to paralyze Yi Qingyu and his followers.
But now it seems that this is not the case!
No wonder, no wonder he has always refused to choose a concubine, no wonder he has always refused to stay in her palace!
She, Luo Yurou, a gifted girl from heaven, actually lost to a man!
"lose?"
Those bright-colored lips slowly pulled out a sneer.
How could she lose!
The emperor is confused now only because of the existence of that man.
What if... we get rid of that man
If that man was gone, the emperor would return to being the true dragon emperor who looked down upon the world!
If she uses some tricks and gives birth to a prince, even if she cannot get the emperor's true love, her position will be secure and no one can shake it!
But... just killing him would be too easy for him!
"Hmph!" Luo Yurou thought for a while, called Yuqiong, and whispered a few words in her ear.
Yuqiong nodded and said sincerely, "What a good plan, Madam!"
"By the way, how is Panlong Palace doing?"
"Xiao Anzi just came over to reply. The emperor is still reviewing memorials and has not yet gone to bed."
"What else?"
"What else?" Yu Qiong was stunned for a moment, then reacted in an instant, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Marquis Weiwu has already returned to the Marquis' Mansion to recuperate this afternoon. It was the order of the Emperor himself."
Rumors can become a knife that kills people. Even if he is the emperor, Yi Jinyi cannot ignore the opinions of the people.
So, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to send the person out of the palace.
Hearing this news, the frown that had been on her face today finally relaxed. Luo Yurou smiled lazily and waved her hand, "Okay, I'm tired, you all can go down."
"promise."
All the palace people retreated.
Luo Yurou looked at the flowers blooming freely in the vase and whispered softly: "It's not that I prefer chrysanthemums among flowers, but when this flower blooms, there will be no more flowers..."
"Since there are no more flowers..."
"The rest should just be crushed into the mud by me!"
That slender hand suddenly clenched fiercely!
The flower was withered, contrasting with her fair skin. Luo Yurou loosened her hand and watched the broken petals fall silently to the ground from her palm.
"As a man, he can never become the Queen! I want to see why he can snatch it from me!"