The old woman stopped crying, as if releasing all the depression she had accumulated over the years. Nan Xuanjue's white shirt was wet with Ji Yueqin's tears, but it did not detract from the demeanor of Nan Xuanjue's elegant son.
"Yi Xiu, I'm so sorry for messing up your clothes." Ji Yueqin looked at Nan Xuanjue's face embarrassedly, but she didn't see anything unusual from the top.
Nan Xuanjue didn't say anything, just shook his head and gently rubbed Ji Yueqin's head.
The old woman looked at the slightly intimate appearance of the two, and felt a little sour and sweet in her heart.
"This mother-in-law, you are my mother's old friend? Why do you live alone in this deep palace?" Ji Yueqin was full of questions, but it was not easy to ask them all at once. After all, she still doesn't know the identity of the other party. , Even if it is the old friend of the mother, it is better to maintain a more vigilant heart.
"This servant has seen the young lady." The old woman didn't answer Ji Yueqin's question, but knelt down with a plop to greet Ji Yueqin.
Ji Yueqin helped the old woman up, only to see the old woman with red eyes and said: "The slave was once a personal slave by the lady's side, and later, in order to save the slave, the lady entrusted the slave to the emperor and went to the beam alone. "
She paused, then continued: "Later, the servant heard from the emperor that the young lady was married to the seventh prince of Daliang. The servant knew that the seventh prince had always been infatuated with the young lady, and was happy for the young lady. It's just that the emperor... ah, It's really hard for an insane person, how can there be both in this world."
She seemed to have said the last sentence to the emperor, as if she said it to herself, and after that, she sighed faintly.
Ji Yueqin also knew that the emperor's uncle had a crush on her mother, and now that she heard about her mother's story, she was as beautiful as she had seen her mother when she was young.
The old woman went on to say: "The emperor saw that the young lady was married to the Seventh Prince, and the servant begged the emperor to let the servant go to Daliang. Da Yu."
Ji Yueqin sounded strange, the mother's former slave and servant, if the emperor's uncle wanted to take care of her, it would be fine if he would take care of her, why should he give her a position? What's more, her age seems to be comparable to that of the Empress Dowager.
Women are all beautiful and sensitive, how could she not know what Ji Yueqin was thinking, but she smiled calmly and said, "I'm afraid the young lady is wondering why I can marry the emperor like this. ?"
Ji Yueqin saw through her mind, her face flushed, and she didn't make a sound. The old woman smiled lightly, and without waiting for Ji Yueqin to reply, she continued: "The slave's name is Qianyu, and now she is about 30 years old, she grew up serving the young lady, and she married the emperor when she was 18. "
As soon as the words fell, Ji Yueqin's face showed an unbelievable expression, thirty-two? But she obviously looks like a sixty-two-year-old old woman. Nan Xuanjue listened to these words, and although she was surprised in her heart, there was no expression on the surface.
After Qian Yu's remarks, what surprised Nan Xuanjue most was that he had never seen this so-called empress in the palace, nor had he heard it from his concubine.
Qian Yu was considered an old man in the harem, and she felt like a mirror in her heart, but she didn't feel the abruptness of the two of them asking. Instead, he answered patiently: "I think the young lady must be wondering how I got this look, right?"
Immediately, she looked at Nan Xuanjue and said, "The man who can come and go freely in this harem is the only prince besides the eunuch. Seeing the way this prince is dressed, I think it should be the prince."
Nan Xuanjue did not speak, apparently tacitly acquiescing to what the other party said.
So Qianyu looked meaningfully at Nan Xuanjue in front of her and asked, "Dare to ask which palace's prince this prince is?"
"Shuyang Palace." Nan Xuanjue spit out three words coldly, and looked at Qianyu.
"Shuyang Palace? Is it Miss Shuning's child? It's all grown up." Qian Yu sighed, her eyes became erratic, as if she had returned to the past.
Nan Xuanjue was also stunned when she heard Qianyu mentioning her mother's small words, thinking that she would only know her best friends except her mother's family.
He was more and more puzzled by the white-haired Qianyu in front of him, who was this Qianyu, and why did he still recognize his mother and concubine.
Neither of them spoke, waiting for Qianyu to answer their doubts.
"Miss Shuning used to be my family's best friend. Although Miss Shuning has no intention of being the emperor, she eventually married into the royal family for her mother's family. Everyone has no choice. Although the young lady has traveled thousands of miles, she can at least be with her beloved. When people are together, no matter how bitter you want to come, it is still sweet."
She smiled bitterly and then looked at Nan Xuanjue and continued: "I know a little about Miss Shuning back then. She is an innocent person. In the final analysis, it's all a storm caused by Miss Biao."
She touched her old face, then picked up a bunch of her snow-white hair, and there was a look in her eyes that the two of them couldn't understand, "I became like this because of Miss Biao."
The young lady she was talking about could understand that she was the current queen without thinking. The two of them did not interrupt Qianyu, but just listened to her continue: "When I first arrived in the harem, I wanted to spend this peacefully in this Xiyuyuan. A lifetime is enough, without Miss, my life seems to have lost its color, and everyone who knew me and understood me was lost."
"The emperor loves me because of the young lady, and the slaves are naturally grateful for this favor." Qian Yu smiled sadly, "So the slaves gradually settled down in the harem, but I never thought about being with Miss Biao. To fight for the throne of the queen."
"Beauty Yu, look at me now, can I still be called a beauty?" Qian Yu laughed softly. The smile was full of irony. Nan Xuanjue and Ji Yueqin didn't know what to say. .
I just listened to Qian Yu and continued: "Miss Biao calls me a lowly servant or beats me, but the servant can't see her insulting my lady. To put it bluntly, the queen's position should be for the lady, and she uses despicableness. The means of fighting for him! He gave me medicine and made me become like this overnight. Framed Miss Shuning, and made Miss Shuning's family beheaded! All of this is her fault! It is her! It is she who destroys Ruined my happiness and ruined the happiness of the young lady!"
Qian Yu shouted hoarsely, with a little crazy laugh, but tears kept flowing from her eyes. After Nan Xuanjue heard about his mother concubine, he also tightly held the jade wrench in the palm of his hand. If he hadn't lost his inner strength now, I am afraid that this jade wrench would have turned into powder and disappeared into this world.
Ji Yueqin knew that her aunt, the queen, had taken the position of the queen by means, but she did not expect that there were so many outrageous truths behind it.