Taizi Qiufe

Xu Qiu’er looked at Hao Li and pleaded, “Please help me.”

Hao Li smiled satisfactorily.

The Emperor had recently caught a cold, so all matters were handed over to the Crown Prince. Long Hanjie was busy day and night. Xu Qing’er was furious that her child was born mute. A year had passed, and as the weather warmed, the Second Madam entered the palace to celebrate the little princess’s birthday.

The beautifully dressed little princess sat in the center, silently staring into the sky, leaving no one to understand her thoughts. Sometimes, Xu Qing’er didn’t want to see this child, as her presence constantly reminded her of the princess’s perceived foolishness.

The Second Madam attempted to pick up the little princess, but upon encountering the child’s cold, fierce gaze, she hesitated. Trying to coax herself, she said, “Our little princess is having her birthday.” The Second Madam’s smile felt stiff as she wondered why the child’s gaze felt so menacing.

Xu Qing’er glanced at the little princess and angrily called for Bing’er, “Bing’er, Bing’er.”

Bing’er rushed in from outside, “What are your orders, Madam?”

Xu Qing’er pointed at the little princess, saying through gritted teeth, “Take her away. I don’t want to see her.”

Bing’er picked up the little princess and walked out of the hall.

The Second Madam sighed and advised Xu Qing’er, “You should be kinder to her. She is your daughter.”

Xu Qing’er scoffed, “Be kind? What’s the use? She’s just a fool… I gave birth to a fool…” She began to cry.

The Second Madam consoled her, “How can you say that? The little princess just doesn’t want to speak.”

Xu Qing’er, full of resentment, lamented, “What use is a daughter? I want a son, but nothing shows. The Crown Prince is about to take a new consort. What should I do?”

The Second Madam, understanding Xu Qing’er’s struggles in the palace, said, “The most important thing now is that you must give birth to a son for the Crown Prince.”

Xu Qiuer expressed her frustrations, “What I hate most about this quilt is Xu Qinger. If she doesn’t fall, I won’t compare to her.” Her eyes were filled with intense hatred.

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