Yu Yao did not like other spies in her palace, let alone those of the empress.
She was thinking of how to send him away.
This day, Yue Beichen came to Yu Xian Palace, Yu Yao deliberately let Qing Tan call Mo Er to serve in the palace.
Mo Er is the person of the Empress and also one of the most clever spies sent in by her.
The last time the Yu Xian Palace called for water all night, it was Mo Er who leaked that information.
Yu Yao naturally could not tolerate Mo Er.
The main hall of Yu Xian Palace.
"Mo'er, I'm feeling a bit uneasy in the stomach, would you please bring me the tea for me?"
Qing Tan placed a cup of hot tea into Mo Er's hand and smiled.
Mo Er was worried about how to approach Princess Yu, so she would never refuse.
She hurriedly took the hot tea from Qing Tan's hand with a smile, sweetly saying, "Auntie Qing Tan, you go first. I'll carry the tea in right now."
As if afraid that Qing Tan would change her mind, she lifted her foot and carried the tea into the palace without hesitation.
After Mo Er went in, Qing Tan smiled deeply with hidden meaning and soon left.
The inner chamber.
Princess Yu was lying lazily on the couch, with her legs bent and her trouser legs rolled up high.
Yue Beichen supported his hands on the couch and leaned over, staring at her knees.
"Hmm, it seems to be almost healed."
He touched Yunyao's knee and felt the soft and delicate skin, without leaving any marks. He nodded in satisfaction.
Yunyao smiled slightly and drew her feet back.
By the way, she let down her trouser legs, along with pulling on her socks.
Yunyao's knee had originally been fine, and after applying medicine for several days, it had already healed completely.
Now that her knee had healed, she was afraid that Yue Beichen would make her serve in the Cning Palace to take care of the sick.
She certainly didn't want to go.
So she looked at Yue Beichen and sighed sadly, "Your Majesty, my leg has healed. Should I go to the Cning Palace to take care of the sick tomorrow?"
Yue Beichen watched the dejected and sad look on Yunyao's face and also understood what she was afraid of. He chuckled softly, "My mother-in-law doesn't lack people to serve her. Just relax."
Lately, the empress has been in a bad mood, and even the empress has been cursed out so severely. Imagine how the other consorts must feel.
The empress doesn't really like her, and if she were to go to the Cning Palace to take care of the sick, she might be treated poorly by the empress.
Yunyao relaxed and instantly smiled, happily kissing him on the face.
"Your Majesty is so kind to me."
She leaned against Yue Beichen's neck and sat on his lap, talking sweetly without worrying about cost.
It's nothing for her to suffer less and say a few nice words to comfort her.
"Haha. Is it really that good?"
Yue Beichen pinched her nose gently and lovingly said.
Yunyao's smile was more and more radiant, just about to say something.
Her peripheral vision caught sight of Mo Er coming in with the tea.
She turned her eyes and used her spiritual sense to poke the other person when Mo Er's footsteps were getting closer.
Mo Er only felt a sharp pain in her head, stumbled slightly, and the hot tea she was holding fell out of her hands, spilling everywhere.
Fortunately, it spilled exactly onto the floor in front of the couch.
The distance between Yunyao and Yue Beichen's bodies was just a hair's breadth.
Mo Er was also scared and her face turned pale as a sheet.
After she regained her senses, she hurriedly knelt down on the ground, trembling and pleading for mercy, "Your Majesty, Princess Yunyao, please have mercy on me. I really did not mean to."
The voice was filled with tears and clearly frightened.
Yue Beichen coldly looked down at Mo Er, who was kneeling on the ground, and coldly said, "Bring someone, drag her down and beat her with thirty big boards. Send her to the laundry room."
Mo Er fell to the ground, her face turned even paler, and her expression was desperate.
It's over. It's over.
Yunyao glanced at Mo Er's pale face, but said nothing.
The imperial court has always been a battlefield. It's not you who dies or me who lives, but it's just a matter of whose methods are higher.
Mo Er is the person of the empress, so she will never be heartless.
Mo Er was quickly dragged away by Fu Gonggong and his people.
From a distance, one could still hear the sound of whipping and Mo Er's pleading cries, but no one dared to say anything.
The other several spies sent by the empress, Yunyao also handled them in the same way.
Only until the Yu Xian Palace was completely free of the empress's spies and had been replaced by Yue Beichen's and her own people, did she stop.
Fengyi Palace!
Upon hearing that all the spies sent to Yu Xian Palace had been defeated, the empress could no longer hold back.
Clatter, clatter, she shattered all the porcelain in the palace, making a huge noise.
"Lin Yue, you worthless woman!"
"Yunyao, you are even more despicable!"
"Both of you are worthless people!"
"I am the empress, the wife of the emperor. I dedicate my heart and soul to serving the old woman in the Cning Palace every day. These two worthless women are living comfortably in their own palaces, without having to suffer the torment of that old woman. Why?"
The empress's anger caused all the slaves in Fengyi Palace to tremble with fear, kneeling on the ground and daring not to raise their heads, afraid of being blamed by the empress.
Since the empress began to serve the elderly in the Cning Palace, her mood has become worse and worse. Every time she returns from the Cning Palace, she is always in a bad mood.
Today, the empress was simply taking the opportunity to vent her anger.
The slaves in Fengyi Palace knew what was going on, but no one dared to say anything.
Only a close confidante of the empress, Runan, stepped forward and said, "Madam, you must not let your anger get the better of you."
"I can't help but be anxious when I find out that all my spies in Yu Xian Palace have been defeated, and no information can be gathered. How can I not be upset?"
The empress was accustomed to controlling everything.
From the concubines to the lowest level of palace attendants, all are under her surveillance.
She knows the movements of each palace and every move of each consort.
Even though some of her spies had been discovered and thrown out by other palaces, she would send new ones in shortly after.
However, all the people in Yu Xian Palace are the emperor's people, and they were all personally arranged by the emperor.
The empress wanted to reinsert people, but she couldn't do it.
"Madam, no matter how rebellious the Concubine Ruo and Princess Yunyao are, the real owner of this imperial court is still Madam."
"Without any children, they will never surpass you, Madam."
The empress heard the word "descendants" and seemed to be enlightened, looking at Runan and asking, "Runan, does Yu Xian Palace have any items that prevent pregnancy?"
She may wish for a woman in the harem to become pregnant so she could adopt a child.
But Yunyao is so favored and holds a high position as a consort.
If she were to get pregnant, the emperor would never raise that worthless woman's child as his own.
Given that, it would be better to prevent her from having children to avoid affecting her position later on.
"Madam, it has been a long time since any concubines in the harem have become pregnant. We have not prepared such things for a long time, so naturally, Yu Xian Palace does not have any items to prevent pregnancy."
Runan spoke the truth.
The emperor is so desperate for an heir that he longs for a child to be born. How could he allow anything that prevents conception to appear?
The empress furrowed her brow, although the emperor has difficulty conceiving a child, it's not impossible for him to have one.
De Xiao also gave birth to a first son once, and raised him up to one year old.
Had it not been for her swift action and the secret elimination of that child, that child might have become the crown prince of the Great Yi Dynasty.
The first son of De Xiao was killed by the empress when she was younger.
That was Yue Beichen's only heir, but it was never found out.
Even De Xiao herself believed that her son was too weak and didn't make it through.
She never even suspected that the empress was responsible for her son's death.
The empress did not speak, but her mind was racing with thoughts of how to secretly prevent Yunyao from having children.
On this day, after finishing her morning meal, Yunyao took Qing Tan with her to pay a visit to the Fengyi Palace.
Her knee had already healed, and there was no longer a reason to continue lazing around.
