frightfiction Chapter 1132 Added a bit of invisible alienation
Chapter 1132 Added a bit of invisible alienation
Shen Zhinian's eyes were fixed on the words "miscarriage" and "she kept saying that it was Concubine Chen who caused it".
I see……
No wonder.
No wonder Shen Nanqiao’s hatred was so deep and crazy that he was willing to be used as a knife by Liu Shixiu.
Besides being deceived and bewildered by Liu Shixiu's false feelings, she also had to bear the "grudge of losing her son."
Moreover, Shen Nanqiao blamed all this overwhelming hatred on her!
After reading it, Shen Zhinian brought the note close to the candlestick, and the jumping flames instantly devoured the lines of ink, turning into a wisp of light smoke.
"You blame me?"
Shen Zhinian's voice was very soft, with an almost cold clarity, as if she was analyzing an old case that had nothing to do with her: "A woman who has lost her child and has been bewitched by her lover to the point of losing her mind will naturally give herself great pain and find an outlet for her hatred."
"And I... who is now high and mighty and crushes her sister in every way, is naturally the most perfect 'murderer' in her eyes."
Having said that, Shen Zhinian paused, his fingertips unconsciously sliding across the cold edge of the jade on the dressing table, a cold light flashed in his eyes, like the blade of a knife tempered with ice.
"It's just that...even though even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, is Liu Shixiu really that innocent in this matter? Is Shen Nanqiao's child gone, or...was he killed?"
In order to completely control Shen Nanqiao's knife.
In order to make Shen Nanqiao's hatred for her reach an endless level, what could be better than sacrificing an unborn child to completely destroy a mother and direct the flames of hatred towards the enemy?
If this is true... then Liu Shixiu's heart is a hundred times more vicious than poison!
Handan's face turned pale when she heard this. She took a deep breath and said in astonishment, "Your Majesty, you mean... Liu Shixiu, he even... "
Fuqiu also had a solemn expression, with a hint of horror flashing in her eyes.
If it was really Liu Shixiu who did it, then this person's cruelty is simply outrageous!
Shen Zhinian stood up slowly, her azure skirt drawing a cold arc in the morning light: "Of course, these are just my guesses."
"Shen Nanqiao's miscarriage, was it Liu Shixiu's fault, or was there someone else behind it... Let the people in Beijing continue to investigate."
Fuqiu immediately said seriously: "I understand!"
Shen Zhinian walked to the door of the tent and lifted a corner of the heavy curtain. A biting cold wind immediately blew in, blowing the broken hair on her temples.
Outside the tent, there was a sea of withered grass, and the scene was grim and desolate.
Shen Nanqiao's tent was not far away, like a dormant tumor.
Shen Zhinian's gaze fell in that direction, and a cold arc slowly appeared at the corner of his lips.
What a borrowed knife to kill someone!
Whether it was Shen Nanqiao or the child that was once in her belly, for Liu Shixiu, they might just be chess pieces that could be discarded at any time.
Suddenly, Li Changde's figure appeared in front.
He came over and stood outside the curtain, bowing, and said respectfully: "Your servant pays respect to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine Chen, may Her Majesty be blessed with good fortune and health!"
"Your Majesty, please move to the imperial tent for breakfast."
Shen Zhinian nodded slightly: "Got it, I'll be there right away."
The morning light penetrated the gaps in the thick brocade curtains, casting several long slanted beams of light in the imperial tent, with tiny dust particles flying in the beams of light.
The air was filled with the aroma of porridge, side dishes, and special dim sum made by the imperial chef.
When Shen Zhinian stepped into this bright yellow space that symbolized supreme honor, this was the scene he saw:
Nangong Xuanyu was dressed in a dark casual suit, sitting casually beside the rosewood dining table with a lazy attitude.
He held a silver spoon in his hand, slowly stirring the bird's nest soup in the white jade bowl in front of him, with a relaxed look, and there was no trace of tension in his brows that a great battle was about to happen. Rather, he looked like an ordinary wealthy and idle person, enjoying the rare quietness in this late autumn enclosure.
Shen Zhinian's eyes flickered slightly.
Nangong Xuanyu knew clearly that the Duke Dingguo's Mansion was sharpening their knives and even Liu Shixiu had left the capital, but he was still so contented?
This deliberate display of relaxation is itself a signal.
Is it the confidence that comes from being fully prepared, or... a maze deliberately set up for eyes in the dark?
In order to paralyze Duke Dingguo who thought he had a sure victory?
Shen Zhinian understood in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She just raised a gentle and appropriate smile and stepped forward: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!"
"Nian Nian is here."
Nangong Xuanyu raised his eyes, a gentle smile appeared on the corners of his lips, then he put down the silver spoon and patted the seat beside him covered with bright yellow brocade cushions: "Sit down."
"Try this newly cooked deer tendon porridge. It's from hunting in the enclosure, so it's quite fresh."
Shen Zhinian sat down as he was told, with graceful movements.
Li Changde immediately stepped forward to serve her the food.
The porridge is soft and glutinous, the deer tendons are chewy, and the several exquisite side dishes are refreshing and delicious.
Nangong Xuanyu seemed to have a good appetite, and occasionally chatted with her in a low voice about the scenery of the paddock, his tone relaxed and casual.
Shen Zhinian responded with a smile, and his eyes flickered, showing a happy scene.
The tent was warm and filled with the aroma of incense.
The emperor had his breakfast leisurely, with Concubine Chen accompanying him gently and Li Changde standing silently by his side. Everything seemed peaceful and comfortable.
It seemed as if the grand hunt and the hidden murderous intent were just an illusion.
In this seemingly warm and peaceful atmosphere, the thick curtain of the imperial tent was silently opened a crack.
A young eunuch walked in quickly and whispered something in Li Changde's ear.
Li Changde remained expressionless, only nodded slightly, then turned around and said to Nangong Xuanyu: "Your Majesty, the eldest princess is outside seeking an audience."
Nangong Xuanyu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but he did not look unhappy. He just nodded lightly: "Let her in."
His voice was calm, even with a rare hint of gentleness.
The eldest princess's biological mother had passed away, and she was raised by Concubine Zhuang. The emperor might not be completely unaware of what was going on under Concubine Zhuang's solemn and gentle appearance.
This did create a certain invisible distance between father and daughter.
However, there was indeed no one in the harem who was more suitable than Concubine Zhuang to raise the eldest princess.
After all, children are just children, and their natural dependence on their fathers is like a deeply buried seed that will always break out of the ground inadvertently.
The heavy brocade curtain was silently lifted, and a small figure rushed in almost leaping for joy.
The eldest princess was wearing a pink palace dress and a small cloak with rabbit fur trim. Her little face was flushed by the wind, and her big black eyes were sparkling, filled with pure excitement and admiration.
However, when the eldest princess's gaze fell on Shen Zhinian, who was sitting elegantly beside Nangong Xuanyu, the bright light in her eyes dimmed a little, and her little mouth subconsciously pouted slightly.
She obviously didn't expect that Empress Chen was also here.
But the royal rules had long been ingrained in her bones, so the eldest princess stopped and saluted Nangong Xuanyu and Shen Zhinian in a proper manner.