In the carriage, the Empress Dowager’s reaction was no better than Gu Jiao, Xiao Liulang, and the elderly libationer; especially when she initially sat down, barely steadying herself, she was so frightened that she almost tumbled out of the carriage!
What kind of mischief is this foolish son of mine up to now?
Hadn’t Consort Jing been exposed already? Enough with the acting, acting, acting—this is ludicrous!
Or did he take the wrong medicine, or perhaps his head got squeezed by a door?
The Empress Dowager re-seated herself, feeling as though she was shedding goosebumps all over the floor, so much so that they crunched underfoot without even being stepped on.
"Move it! What are you standing around for?"
She said irritably.
Let him go mad on his own; she had no intention of joining in his lunacy!
The carriage driver was about to crack his whip when the Emperor boldly stepped forward, fearlessly blocking the carriage’s path.
The driver would never dare to drive over the Emperor no matter how much he listened to the Empress Dowager’s commands, and he froze, unsure of how to proceed.
Fortunately, the Emperor did not leave him in this awkward position for long and briskly climbed into the carriage.
His movements were so sudden that eunuch Qin couldn’t block him in time.
When the Empress Dowager saw the Emperor burst in suddenly, her first instinct was to protect the jar of preserved fruits in her embrace. She quickly popped a few more into her mouth—surely her silly son wasn’t coming to snatch them from her, was he?
She frowned, "What are you doing?"
This question left the Emperor dumbfounded. Yes, what was he doing? Who was he? Where was he?
He realized then—it was the effects of the medicine!
Having consumed three antidotes, the overdose was too strong to resist, even for the sovereign of a nation. It was all over—he was done for!
He needed to get out of the carriage!
He needed to salvage his dignity!
"Get out of the carriage," the Empress Dowager said in a composed voice.
"I won’t!" The Emperor slumped down.
The Empress Dowager couldn’t very well kick him out, mainly because it would hurt her foot to do so; she decided to ignore him, relieved that he wasn’t there to fight over the preserved fruits, and let it be.
Eunuch Wei also seated himself in the outer seat of the carriage.
The two most powerful eunuchs in the Imperial Palace, looked at each other, a flicker of inscrutable meaning in their eyes.
With a cold tone, the Empress Dowager said, "Which official does the Emperor wish to promote now? Or which one’s position do you want to revoke? You might as well speak plainly; there’s no need for this secretive, roundabout nonsense." frёewebnoѵēl.com
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