"You idiot, shut up." Concubine Dong in Qingliang Palace had no idea how sad Murong Jie outside the door was, or rather, she had never cared about Murong Jie's feelings. She just felt extremely disappointed at this moment.
"Murong Jie, I didn't expect you to be so stupid. You really are... Everyone knows that I am your father's favorite concubine. Everyone knows that the queen and I are not on good terms. If you don't fight for the position of crown prince, when the eldest prince ascends the throne, where will I be able to survive? Will he spare you? Don't dream."
Murong Jie couldn't help but tremble as he listened to his mother's hysterical words.
He was just a little soft-hearted, not stupid. His mother had been too arrogant in recent years, but his eldest brother was the most kind-hearted and had always loved him as his younger brother. He thought that when his eldest brother ascended the throne, he would ask for a fiefdom, take his mother with him, and live a carefree life.
“Mother, I…” The young man’s face was full of embarrassment. He hesitated again and again, not daring to say a word of what was in his heart.
Murong Jie knew best that the consequence of what he said would only make his mother even more angry.
"Go and ask your father to come and see me, and ask him to send the things over. Go quickly." Concubine Dong shouted in disappointment. Sometimes she really envied the empress. She was so unpopular, but she had such an outstanding son. Even the emperor praised him highly.
"Mother, I will ask Father for help. As for..."
As for the result, Murong Jie could not guarantee it, especially after seeing his father leaving Qifeng Palace in a daze. He felt at that time that the way his father looked at him had changed, so strange, so strange that he didn't know whether his father would grant him what he wanted after he made his request.
Furthermore, Murong Jie also knew that his mother had made a big mistake this time, and his father had sentenced his mother because of the envoys and ministers from Bei'an. If he changed his orders every day, not only Bei'an, but even the court officials would not give up easily.
Therefore, it is a foregone conclusion that my mother will stay in Qingliang Palace this time.
The only variable is whether my mother will be allowed to come out after a while, or be confined to Qingliang Palace forever.
"Not at all. If your father doesn't agree to let me go, you should stay on your knees and don't get up. Your father loves you the most."
After Concubine Dong shouted loudly, there was no echo outside the door.
"Murong Jie, did you hear that?"
"Jie'er, you must listen to your mother this time. You are the only one she can count on."
"Jie'er, you can't just ignore your mother at this time. If your mother is really imprisoned here, your future and everything you have will be over."
"Murong Jie, did you hear that?"
"… "
Concubine Dong's words did not get any response from Murong Jie. She anxiously knocked on the door and called Murong Jie's name over and over again.
It was not until she was hoarse that the eunuch guarding the door said softly, "Your Majesty, please be quiet. The Fourth Prince has already left."
Murong Jie left? How could he leave? Every time she got angry, Murong Jie would just stand there and be scolded by her, but this time, he really…
"Murong Jie, the biggest failure in my life is giving birth to a son like you who doesn't live up to expectations."
Concubine Dong was extremely disappointed, especially with Murong Jie, the son who had never met her expectations. She even felt that she had fallen to this point because of Murong Jie's incompetence.
However, she was filled with anger, but now she had no one to vent it on. Even if she shouted at the top of her lungs, the two young eunuchs at the gate of Qingliang Palace would not react at all.
She could only reluctantly return to the dilapidated Qingliang Palace. The tables and chairs in the palace had been smashed by her and were no longer usable. The only thing that could be used in the entire room was the rickety bed, which had only a thin quilt covered with cobwebs.
Even though she was exhausted, Concubine Dong did not have the courage to sit on it...
Her extremely disliked son Murong Jie went to his father's bedroom after leaving Qingliang Palace. After being told that the emperor did not want to see him, he obediently followed his mother's orders and knelt at the door of the bedroom.
(End of this chapter)