OBS Chapter 1438 I am just a tool to maintain the family's glory
Chapter 1438 I am just a tool to maintain the family's glory
After this incident, those noble ladies who had originally wanted to marry into the Shen family as a successor had a deeper understanding of this imperial concubine who was in charge of the six palaces at such a young age.
The desire to cling to him was mixed with more awe, and he no longer dared to underestimate him in the slightest.
The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only Concubine Dun at the end, her steps heavy.
She lowered her head and clenched her hands into fists under her wide sleeves.
His calculated plan had failed. Not only did he fail to shake the Imperial Noble Consort, but he also accidentally and severely damaged the Prince of Jin...
Concubine Dun dared not think about what kind of terrible revenge she would face if the Prince of Jin knew that today's situation was her handiwork...
This ending of stealing a chicken but losing the rice filled Concubine Dun's heart with unspeakable frustration and hidden worries...
The guests in Quhe Garden gradually dispersed.
Concubine Xuan took a few steps forward, her brows thick with concern, and asked softly, "Sister Imperial Concubine, are you okay?"
Although Concubine Xian didn't say anything, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
After all, such a thing happened at the banquet hosted by the Imperial Concubine, so it was normal for her to be in a bad mood.
The corners of Shen Zhinian's lips curled up slightly, and he said lightly: "I'm fine."
Ultimately, this matter was due to the flawed morals of the Prince of Jin, and the undeserved disaster that befell Yongshou Palace. In the eyes of the world, Shen Zhinian and the maids of Yongshou Palace were both victims.
Seeing that she looked normal, Concubine Xuan and Concubine Xian felt relieved and bowed to take their leave.
Neither Nangong Xuanyu nor Shen Zhinian were worried at all that today's scandal would spread.
The complete destruction of the reputation of the Prince of Jin was something they welcomed and even deliberately promoted.
the other side.
Several guards carefully carried the still unconscious Prince Jin onto the carriage waiting outside the palace gate.
The residences of a county prince and a prince were very different, and since he had been demoted to a county prince, he naturally could no longer live in a prince's residence. However, until the emperor issued a new decree, they could only temporarily send the Prince of Jin back to his original residence.
Princess Yun'an stood beside the carriage, watching the guards' movements, and coldly scolded them, "Be gentle!"
"If you bump into the Prince of Jin... Prince of Jin, watch out for yourselves!"
Although the guards knew that the prince's future was doomed, they did not dare to neglect the still arrogant Princess Yun'an and acted more cautiously.
Princess Wenshu followed silently and also wanted to get in the car to visit.
Princess Yun'an blocked her way, her eyes icy cold: "Why are you still following me?"
"Just now, in front of the Emperor, you didn't say a word to defend my brother. Since you've already taken refuge with the Imperial Concubine, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical now?"
Princess Wenshu's face paled slightly at these words, but she remained calm and said, "Third sister, the emperor is furious. How can we change his mind just by pleading? Speaking rashly will only backfire."
She paused, and said in a tone of admonition: "Listen to me, don't go against the Imperial Concubine again in the future."
"Go against it?"
Princess Yun'an sneered, her chin slightly raised, and with her innate arrogance, "I have never intended to go against the Imperial Concubine. I simply look down on her background and style!"
After she finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to Princess Wenshu, but bent down and got into the carriage: "Let's go!"
Princess Wenshu looked at Princess Yun'an's resolute back and knew that it was useless to persuade her any further. She could only sigh softly, with a lingering worry between her brows.
The three sisters used to be so close, but the fourth sister was sentenced to death by her brother, and the third sister also broke up with her...
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Outside the palace gate, carriages from various mansions left one after another.
The ladies and noble girls were whispering about the thrilling incident that happened in Quhe Garden today.
Compared to the Prince of Jin, the noble ladies on the list of successors were more concerned about the Imperial Noble Consort who could make clouds and rain with a wave of her hand.
Miss Wen, from the family of the Right Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate, was leaning against the wall of the carriage, her brows slightly furrowed, and a layer of sadness like light smoke shrouded her eyes.
The personal maid noticed that she looked unwell and asked carefully, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"But were you frightened today?"
Miss Wen shook her head gently, her voice soft, "I wasn't frightened. I just... remembered the Imperial Concubine."
"At the last palace banquet, the Imperial Noble Consort had a keen eye and immediately revealed that the ancient painting presented by the Prince of Jin was a fake. Her insight and generosity were truly impressive!"
"At the lotus viewing banquet today, the Empress and I discussed painting and calligraphy. She was surprisingly able to offer such insights with ease, and her words were so refreshing."
The maid naturally knew that her young lady was obsessed with this art, no wonder she could talk to the Imperial Noble Consort. Then she asked in confusion, "Why is the young lady still so unhappy?"
Miss Wen sighed softly, "The Shen family is a distinguished family, and this is a marriage that many people would beg for."
"But...but what I really want is to find a scholar of the same age and with similar interests. We can enjoy the flowers in spring, sit around the fire on winter nights, drink wine and discuss poetry, and spend a simple life together."
Her voice gradually lowered, carrying a hint of unspeakable bitterness: "But marriage is a matter of great importance, it is the parents' order and the matchmaker's words, how can I be the one to make the decision?"
"They...they only care about their family's interests. Have they ever asked about my feelings?"
Miss Wen didn't dare to resist openly, but she felt very bitter in her heart.
This incident made her feel that she was just a tool to maintain the family's glory.
The maidservant sensed the loneliness in Miss Wen's words and felt a pang of sympathy, yet was puzzled: "If Miss thought so, why didn't she distance herself from the Imperial Noble Consort at the banquet just now?"
"If Her Majesty feels that you have no interest in Lord Shen, then perhaps..."
Miss Wen smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Silly girl."
"I entered the palace today, and every word and action I took represented the Wen family. How could I dare to be disrespectful and offend the Imperial Concubine? Even more so, I dare not bring shame to our family."
"Now I just hope... that the Shen family and the Imperial Noble Consort will look down on me."
The maid felt pity when she heard this, but she didn't dare to say anything more. She just silently poured a cup of hot tea for her mistress.
In another beautifully decorated carriage.
Miss Zhou, the daughter of the Minister of Imperial Households, was leaning against a soft pillow, her bright eyes still showing lingering excitement.
She tugged at the sleeve of the maid beside her and said cheerfully, "The palace is really lively today. It's more interesting than attending an opera!"
As Miss Zhou spoke, she couldn't help smacking her lips, as if she was still savoring the sudden storm.
The maid looked at her young lady, who looked completely carefree, and shook her head helplessly: "My dear young lady, you are still happy!"
"I heard from others that the Imperial Concubine held this lotus viewing banquet. Ostensibly, it was to appreciate the flowers, but in reality, it was to help Lord Shen find a second wife."
"You...you are also on the list."