Because of the sudden arrival of his son, the Emperor was overjoyed, his excitement clouding his judgment. He forgot that he should have stood in Wan Zhen’er’s position and considered her best interests. The Emperor also knew that Wan Zhen’er’s actions over the years were unavoidable, and she had her own difficulties.
After a long time, the Emperor softly said: “My beloved concubine, you can rest assured, I will give you a satisfactory answer.”
Wan Zhen’er wanted to ask what this so-called satisfactory answer was, but she held back and finally did not ask. Wan Zhen’er insisted on not opening the door for the Emperor and did not let him see her. She had to punish the Emperor in her own way to prove that she cared.
Soon after, the Emperor, feeling extremely elated because he now had a son to continue his lineage, was ready to pass away, finally able to hold his head high and proudly go to heaven or hell to meet his father and ancestors.
Before going to heaven or hell, the Emperor summoned Concubine Ji, who had just become his concubine, to drink and celebrate together.
Concubine Ji was no longer the same innocent girl from seven years ago. Now, after years of constant fear and anxiety, missing her young son, she had a hint of weatheredness on her face.
But Concubine Ji was still beautiful.
The Emperor suddenly sighed.
No matter how beautiful Concubine Ji was, she could not compare to his Wan Zhen’er.
The Emperor opened his mouth and asked Concubine Ji: “Is the imperial son well-behaved?”
Concubine Ji replied: “Reporting to Your Majesty, the imperial son is very obedient.”
He studies and learns to read every day and is progressing quickly.
The Emperor said: “The imperial son has troubled the beloved concubine to teach.”
Concubine Ji again respectfully answered: “This concubine obeys the command.”
