Huh? The Tyrant Cries After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed!-Chapter 15: Summoned by the Empress

The Assistant Minister of Rites was thrown into the major prison, which brought satisfaction to some present but made others look very displeased.

Song Qianfan was the most displeased, repeatedly wanting to intercede and help Vice Minister Du out of trouble, but Su Juan persistently exposed all of Vice Minister Du’s secrets.

The Minister of Rites was already old, and Vice Minister Du, being one of his own, was highly likely to take over as Minister of Rites, but now Su Juan had completely disrupted the plan, so how could he not be angry?

However, if Su Juan knew, she would probably pour salt on the wound.

On the way back to Prince Jing Mansion, Song Qianfan wore a dark expression, and none of the guards dared to utter a word.

Returning to Prince Jing Mansion, Su Juan had barely stepped inside when Song Qianfan began demanding explanations.

"Heir Consort, did my words from two days ago all end up in a dog’s stomach!?"

Su Juan looked puzzled: "?"

[Big brother, are you alright?]

[Looking for trouble again?]

The Prince Jing couple, who had just returned, hurried to shield Su Juan behind them, knowing that their son had recently become friendly with Vice Minister Du’s family, but they hadn’t expected their son to scold his daughter-in-law for it, truly ridiculous!

"That Vice Minister Du acted inappropriately, bringing about his own demise. Even if you have a friendship with him and are upset about it, you shouldn’t take it out on Juan’er!" Princess Jing scolded her son.

Hearing this, Su Juan understood, [So Vice Minister Du is one of Song Qianfan’s people, I didn’t know.]

Song Qianfan sneered, stupid and ignorant woman! Do you now realize how much trouble you have caused for me?

[It’s good that the major prison was enacted, exquisitely enacted!]

"..." Prince Jing and Princess Jing exchanged a look, their eyes complex.

At this rate, their son and his wife might turn into a resentful couple.

Song Qianfan’s face was so ugly, both dark and green, that he looked like he was about to faint from anger.

"Fan’er, Juan’er is your wife, how can you speak to her with harsh words?" Princess Jing advised earnestly, hoping to bring the couple closer together.

Prince Jing couldn’t hold back and directly scolded, "What did Juan’er do wrong? You came in and started throwing a tantrum and scolding people, how did those teachers we hired you teach you back then?"

"I think you put all the sage books you read into a dog’s stomach!"

In the mansion, Song Qianhang hadn’t gone to the palace, so he didn’t know what had happened, but with the whole family arguing and even father and mother saying so, it must be big brother’s fault!

"Big brother, if sister-in-law did something you weren’t satisfied with, just speak nicely. Father and mother have said so, and little brother also thinks you should listen."

Song Qianhang usually feared this big brother a lot, but now that he had the chance to criticize Song Qianfan, he feared saying too little and was missing an opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the whole family stood up for her, and Su Juan was moved to tears, "Father, mother, don’t blame the Heir, the Young Master has always been good to me. Since it’s someone dear to him, he needs to express his anger. I’m okay with some grievances."

Hearing this, the Prince Jing couple felt even more that their son was worthless.

To have such an understanding wife, yet not know how to cherish her.

Song Qianfan sneered, "Hypocritical!"

Throwing down such a statement, he stormed off in a rage.

Who knows what kind of charm Su Juan had fed these people, with everyone standing by her!

Song Qianhang suddenly felt this sister-in-law was truly formidable. If she said a couple more words, father and mother might think big brother ought to apologize by death today.

Once Song Qianfan left, Su Juan’s mood lightened, finding the moonlight especially beautiful tonight.

This family, except Song Qianfan, were all good people.

...

That night, the Emperor was sleeping at the Empress’s place. Seeing the Emperor in a bad mood, the Empress guessed it was today’s affair with Vice Minister Du that made him think of past matters.

"Your Majesty, did you think of the past again?"

The Emperor sighed slightly, pulling the Empress closer as they sat by the bed, "Empress, it’s been so many years, do you still blame me?"

The Empress froze slightly but then replied gently, "Why does Your Majesty ask this?"

"Your Majesty granted me the position of the Central Palace, the supreme status for women in the world, what could I have to blame?"

The Emperor listened but felt even more guilty.

"If I hadn’t sent you away back then, our daughter wouldn’t have been harmed. I know you still harbor blame in your heart, as do I."

The Empress pressed her red lips tight, old memories revisiting, and her eyes displayed sorrow.

Back then, the Emperor was still a Prince, contending with the Crown Prince, and although she came from the Xie Family, she was just a concubine, barely standing as a Concubine.

To consolidate power, he married another direct daughter of a noble family as his Main Wife and, for this, sent her away while she was already pregnant.

Later, the Main Wife found out and how could she allow her to safely give birth, secretly sending someone to kill them.

On the run, she entrusted the newborn daughter to a hunter’s family in the mountains, but when she returned to find them, that family had been slaughtered, and the daughter was missing.

The Emperor felt heartbroken, "All these years, I have had no other offspring; thinking back now, it is all my retribution..."

The Empress felt pained but still comforted him, "Your Majesty, the past is over, bringing it up only adds to sadness, be careful not to harm your health." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Decades had gone by, she was old now, not knowing how many days she had left to live, having no hope to see her daughter again.

The Emperor sighed, patting the back of the Empress’s hand, "I see you like the Heir Consort very much?"

The Empress nodded, "That child is quite endearing."

The Emperor: "It’s rare for you to like a lively character, feel free to summon her to the palace often, that will put me at ease."

The Emperor had never seen the Empress express such fondness for any child. Previously, he had thought of selecting a child from among the nobility to accompany her.

The Empress liked peace, so he tried to pick from the well-mannered girls from notable families, but no one seemed suitable in her eyes.

The Emperor harbored guilt toward the Empress all along.

Now that the Empress had agreed on someone she liked, he thought, even adopting her as a goddaughter to please the Empress might be feasible.

...

The next day, Su Juan had just risen and not yet had breakfast when someone from the palace arrived to summon her.

The Prince Jing couple were surprised to know the one summoning was the Empress.

The Empress rarely summoned any household’s women, preferring tranquility, only appearing at large events like last night’s.

The palace carriage stopped at Prince Jing Mansion’s gate, and Song Qianfan naturally recognized it.

As Su Juan got on the carriage, he passed by and caught sight of her, snorted coldly, and left, flicking his sleeve.

Who knows what kind of charm Su Juan had cast on these people!

Su Juan lazily leaned against the soft cushions of the carriage, enjoying the superior incense, her mind at ease, [The palace’s carriages sure are comfortable.]

Being the Emperor is great; the food, clothing, and amenities are all the best, truly enviable.