Chapter 36 The Clever Use of the Bitter Meat Trick

Su Mianyue was carried back to Phoenix Palace.

Her whole face was covered in black hair, her clothes were in a mess, and her body was covered in blood. When Biwu saw her, he cried out in shock and was out of breath.

"Miss! You just went to Weiyang Palace. You were fine when you went there. How did you come back like this? Did the man in Weiyang Palace do something bad again? Every time miss you went to Weiyang Palace, there was nothing good." Biwu cried and carefully cut Su Mianyue's clothes. When she saw the bloody wound, she howled even more sadly.

"Come on, Biwu. I'm not dead yet. It's just a minor injury." Su Mianyue's face was pale and his voice was weak, but he still teased and comforted Biwu.

"Where's the wound?" Biwu cried as she spoke. "It's been bleeding so much, miss. You said it's all right!"

"Oh, it's really nothing." Su Mianyue gave her a reassuring smile.

One cry and one comfort, and suddenly a promise, so shocked that everyone in Phoenix Palace rushed to the door and knelt on the ground.

"Why is he here?" Su Mianyue frowned as he looked out the door. He thought for a moment and a clear smile appeared on his lips.

Since mu ting dared to hit her, she didn't mind making small use of it. Although crying all day seemed not her style, it was not a weapon.

"Biwu," she whispered.

"The servant is here," said Biwu. "What can I do for you, miss?"

"Haven't you seen a lot of notebooks lately?" She asked.

Biwu nodded hurriedly.

"You help me act out a bitter plan according to the plot in the script." Su Mianyue whispered in Biwu's ear.

Biwu asked doubtfully, "Is it useful?"

"But just give it a try. It won't be useless anyway." Su Mianyue was confident.

When Mu Tinng walked into Phoenix Palace, he was slightly surprised that a queen's bedroom was so shabby that there were very few people kneeling on the ground. He remembered that a good lady who went there a few days ago looked more beautiful and lively than here.

"Where's the queen?" He asked in a deep voice as he looked at a palace maid.

The maid lowered her head and replied cautiously, "The empress is in the bedroom."

Mu Tinng walked quickly to the door of the fengqi palace. Before he stepped into the palace, he heard Biwu's miserable cry.

"Miss, wake up! The emperor has come to see you!" Biwu's voice was mournful and sour, and Mu Tinng felt a little guilty for no reason.

"Miss, open your eyes! The emperor is here!"

Mu Tinng entered the hall and saw Biwu kneeling in front of the bed. His footsteps paused slightly.

He looked up at Biwu and saw that on the bed, Su Mianyue's small face was pale, her hair was disheveled, and her small cherry lips were pale and colorless. She was as fragile as a sheet of paper, as if she would break if she moved her hand.

If Mu Tinng had only felt guilty just now, his heart hurt when he saw this scene. It was not her who had been smiling and speaking so eloquently during this period of time.

He suddenly realized that although he did not like to see her smile, he felt even more uncomfortable when he saw her dying.

He could not explain the emotion. He only knew that if the previous few punishments were justified, then he might have really hurt her this time.

Unlike all the women he knew, she did not cry or shout or shout. He could not tell what the vague emotions in his heart were. He would rather see her laughing and crying for him like before than being so indifferent to nothing.

He walked to Su Mianyue step by step and sat down beside her bed.

Biwu quickly knelt down on one side, sobbing as he saluted, "Your majesty's blessings."

Mu Tinng reached out and waved, "No."

Looking at the woman on the bed again, he felt as if there was a small opening in his heart, and some strange emotions were flowing out of it. Those emotions were erratic, which made him feel upset for no reason.

"The queen hasn't woken up yet?" Mu Tinng looked at Su Mianyue. Even he did not realize that his voice had become much softer and less cold than before.

Biwu burst into tears again and covered her mouth as she cried, "Miss has been unconscious ever since she came back. It doesn't matter how much I call him."

Mu Tinng looked at Su Mianyue's pale face and felt a little guilty.

When Biwu saw Mu Tinng like this, she sobbed and said word by word, "Miss has been looking forward to the emperor coming to see her. Now that she is here, miss can't stand up to greet her. If miss wakes up and knows, she will blame herself again."

Mu Tinng thought and blurted out, "She wants me to visit her?"

Biwu nodded, "Although miss didn't say it, she often looked in the direction of Weiyang Palace. The servant knew that miss cared, but she just didn't say it."

"But she still talks back to me." Mu Tinng could not help but soften his tone.

He suddenly recalled the scene of her fighting the landlord under the tree of flowers a few months ago, when she was so lively and unrestrained that even Mu Tinng himself could not believe that there were such happy people in the palace.

Now that I think about it, it's just a pastime for her to get rid of loneliness. There's a long night in this palace, and no one has endured loneliness and loneliness like her for years.

It was he who had personally killed her only happiness.

He remembered her staring at him over and over again, and it must have been cold in her heart. He wanted to see her disappointed, but he didn't want to see her lying lifelessly on the bed.

She was wrongly framed and did not beg for mercy. Instead, she was willing to be punished. She should be discouraged by him.

At this time, Mu Tinng's guilt reached its peak. He reached out to help su mianyue lift her forehead, and instructed the people around him, "Look for the hospital to treat the empress. From today on, the empress will be lifted from her confinement. Some of the empress will be restored to normal." After a pause, he continued, "Noble Imperial Concubine Ling lost his virtue and the empress recovered from her injuries. After that, she handed over the power to govern the six palaces to the empress."

When Biwu heard this, he hurriedly kowtowed, "Thank you, your majesty! It's just that miss xijing, the emperor is still..."

Mu Tinng gave Biwu a cold look, "Are you questioning my decision?"

"Your majesty, I dare not!" Biwu shuddered. "Miss has never managed the six palaces. It's all Noble Imperial Concubine Ling's work. Usually, the empress goes to Weiyang Palace to pay her respects. Very few people want to come to the phoenix palace. Miss is used to it now. If she suddenly asks someone to pay her respects, she won't be able to get used to it."

"No one came to the phoenix residence to pay their respects?" Mu ting frowned in disbelief.

Although he wanted to usurp Su Mianyue's power, she was still the head of a palace, and these people in the harem actually despised her to this extent.

He thought, and his voice became cold, "Get used to it if you're not used to it. She's the queen, so she should be the queen."

"Yes." Biwu's lips curled up into an invisible smile.

Mu Tinng disliked being left alone the most, not even the woman he loved the most. He was a high and mighty emperor, and no one could reach beyond his limits without his permission.

He did not speak. After looking at Su Mianyue for a moment, he said, "All right, get up too. I know her difficulties. I will find someone to help her."

"Thank you, your majesty." Biwu knelt and thanked him, then stood up and watched Su Mianyue, who was unconscious on the bed, quietly wipe away his tears.

"When she wakes up, tell her I came to see her." Mu Tinng didn't know what he was thinking, so he simply didn't think about it.

"Yes, the servant will tell the young lady."

Mu Tinng frowned and said to biwu, "Su Mianyue is already the mother of a country. Don't call her like this in the future, lest you can't obey the public."

Biwu nodded.

After Mu Tinng left, Su Mianyue opened his eyes and looked at Biwu with a foxy smile. He teased, "Biwu, that's good! That's not a waste of time!"

Biwu wiped away the tears on his face and patted his chest for the rest of his life, "Miss, you have a brilliant plan. Your servant has messed up the emperor's mind in just a few words according to miss's orders."

Su Mianyue smiled with no warmth in her eyes, "Gu Linng, she has tried to back down and frame me many times. I won't give her an eye for an eye. She really thinks she's in charge of this palace."

"I'm afraid Noble Imperial Concubine Ling will be left out for a while." Biwu was a little excited.

Su Mianyue looked out the window at the bright spring light and closed his eyes, "It's time for her to taste what it feels like to be out of favor. If she doesn't offend me, I won't offend her."

Compared to the happiness in the fengqi palace, the atmosphere in Weiyang Palace was solemn, and the whole palace was gloomy.

Gu linggao was sitting in the hall, and the underground palace was filled with people.

There was a tray in front of the crowd. The tray contained a pair of hands that had been cut off from their wrists. All of them trembled and did not dare to look up. Tears welled up in some timid eyes.

"Did you see that?" Gu Linng drank a cup of tea calmly and said slowly, "These hands, but Xiuxue's hands." Her voice was as cold as ice, not as gentle as water.

A pair of beautiful eyes coldly glanced at the people below and said, "You all have a good look. Xiuxue is my palace's maid of honor. She has followed me since she was a child. But if she makes a mistake, I will not let her get away with it. Do you hear me?"

The crowd was so frightened that they dared not breathe out. They all said cautiously, "Yes, mother."

She put down the teacup in her hand, waved her hand and said faintly, "All right, let's go down."

As soon as they left, they saw Mu Tinng's manager, Zhao Quan, come in.

As soon as Gu Linng saw him, his originally cold face was swept away, and he quickly got up with a smile on his face and greeted him, "Why is eunuch zhao free to come here? How is your majesty?"

Zhao Quan glanced at Gu Linng, then cleared his throat and said, "Pass on the emperor's takes over the decree."

Gu Linng quickly knelt on the ground.

"Noble Imperial Concubine Ling is pregnant and should not be overworked. She will be able to take care of the baby and leave the empress and Concubine De to handle the matters of the harem."

Gu lingqi's face turned pale. She lowered her head and her eyes were gentle, "Your concubine will take the order." However, a pair of jade hands tightly held in their sleeves until they turned white.

After Zhao Quan left, Gu Linng stood in the hall and looked out for a long time. There were dark clouds on his beautiful face.

"Mother, where is this white jade guanyin statue?" A palace maid carefully carried the white jade guanyin into the hall.

When Gu Linng saw the guanyin statue, she was so angry that she suddenly reached out to hold the white jade guanyin and made an effort to smash it to the ground.

The little palace maid was so frightened that her face turned pale that she sat on the ground and shouted, "Mother!"

Gu Linng held the white jade guanyin high, but his hand refused to drop. Finally, the raging anger was suppressed by reason.

She put the white jade guanyin back into the little palace maid's arms and said faintly, "Put this guanyin statue on the bed. I want to watch it day and night."