She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 519 - 518: If the Lord Is Not Benevolent, Then Do Not Blame Him for Being Unrighteous

Chapter 519: Chapter 518: If the Lord Is Not Benevolent, Then Do Not Blame Him for Being Unrighteous

Qin Huai emerged from the Imperial Palace and no sooner had he sat inside the carriage than he could no longer hold back and spat out three mouthfuls of fresh blood.

"Sir!" The servant heard the commotion and quickly lifted the curtain to check. The sight that greeted him was agonizing.

Qin Huai wiped the fresh blood from his lips with the back of his hand, and with his other hand, he stopped the servant from coming closer, his voice hoarse, "It’s nothing, back to the mansion."

He looked at the crimson on the back of his hand, yet his lips kept curling into a smile.

If his lord was not benevolent, then no one could blame him for being disloyal.

...

"Miss, wake up," Cong Ge said softly.

Yan Wanqing opened her eyes, only to realize that the dawn light made everything outside seem hazy.

The sky was not yet fully bright.

Cong Ge, feeling sad for the dark circles under Yan Wanqing’s eyes, asked, "Miss, how late did you stay up last night?"

"Tossing and turning, feeling suffocated, I eventually fell asleep in the latter part of the night." Leveraging Cong Ge’s help, she slowly got up, stretched lazily, her joints cracking softly.

But fortunately, she did fall asleep.

"Today’s attire and makeup are more complicated, so we had to wake you early. The nursemaid assigned to attend to you has already arrived and is waiting outside," Cong Ge explained in a gentle voice.

She took a cup of fragrant warm tea from the tray and presented it to Yan Wanqing with both hands.

Yan Wanqing took it, rinsed her mouth, and spat into the small jar beside her.

"Call them in. I am awake," she commanded.

Cong Ge then motioned to the palace maid standing behind the screen, who immediately got up and led a group of nursemaids and palace maids into the room.

Yan Wanqing looked at the magnificent phoenix robe behind the nursemaid, her peach blossom eyes widening slightly.

"Greetings to the Crown Princess Consort," the leading nursemaid said upon greeting, noticing that Yan Wanqing’s gaze was still on the phoenix robe. "Is Your Highness captivated by the exquisite detail of this phoenix robe?"

The nursemaid happily said, "This is a phoenix robe specially ordered by the Crown Prince for the tailors to summon the nation’s finest embroideresses to the palace, rushed into completion in half a year’s time. Each stitch and thread here is laid with gold wire, truly a masterpiece of unparalleled finesse and incomparable beauty..."

She was about to continue.

Cong Ge interrupted, "There’s no time to spare. Let’s quickly help Her Highness get dressed, we mustn’t miss the auspicious hour."

The nursemaid quickly came forward, "I was babbling, I shall attend to you now. Hurry and bring everything inside."

As she raised her voice, the whole sleeping chamber became bustling with activity.

The palace maids flowed in one after another, soon standing inside the hall with trays of jewelry and gems.

Yan Wanqing stood there like a delicate doll, being primped and preened.

The new emperor was to ascend the throne, conduct worship to heaven and earth, the ancestral temple, accept the homage of civil and military officials, issue an Imperial Edict of accession, and grant a general amnesty...

But the most crucial of all these was the coronation of the empress.

Thus, from before it was light out, the entire Imperial Palace began bustling about. Yan Wanqing was tossed and turned until her entire body protested. Fortunately, Cong Ge thoughtfully brought her some silver fungus soup from the Imperial kitchen to settle her stomach, which greatly comforted her.

"Considering that Your Highness is still in your confinement period, we’ve put on an extra layer of clothing for you. After all, women in their confinement must keep warm, otherwise they might end up with ailments that could last a lifetime," the nursemaid said.

"Ailments?" Yan Wanqing murmured.

"Yes, we will pay extra attention today. Your Highness need not worry, everything is taken care of by us," the nursemaid reassured, believing that Yan Wanqing was apprehensive.

In the imperial family, just like with commoners, the emperor and empress were not allowed to see each other the night before their wedding. Therefore, until now, Xiao Pingfeng had not appeared.

Finally, the dressing was done.

All who looked at the Yan Wanqing in front of them couldn’t help but exclaim in awe.

"Her Highness truly possesses a beauty that could overturn states. Only you, in all the world, could wear this phoenix robe with such elegance and charm!"

Everyone knew of Yan Wanqing’s extreme beauty. With her full regalia, she was like a flower in full bloom, her beauty reaching its pinnacle. Everyone in the room couldn’t help but fix their gaze on her, young palace maids especially, unable to take their eyes off her.

For the first time, the notion that beauty could be deadly seemed true.

"Your Highness, later you will have to join His Majesty in ascending the steps to accept the homage of all officials..." The nursemaid began detailing the day’s events meticulously to Yan Wanqing.

Cong Ge was by her side, stuffing her with little snacks from time to time.

However, Yan Wanqing could only take a few bites before she couldn’t eat anymore, as the corset was so tight it nearly left her breathless.

"Your Highness, you should eat a bit more, after all," Cong Ge urged, "later on, it will be all physical, and you won’t be able to eat until the banquet."

Yan Wanqing thus forced herself to take a couple more bites.

With that, she immediately felt a churning in her stomach.

She pushed away the nursemaid in front of her and quickly walked to the spittoon, where she started to retch violently.

Her retching frightened everyone around her.

"What’s wrong with Your Highness? Quickly, send for the Imperial Physician."

The nursemaid spoke in a panicked hurry.

It couldn’t possibly be another pregnancy during the postpartum period.

Then, it must be some health issue. She had heard that a few days ago, the Crown Princess Consort had a fight with the Crown Prince outside. Could it be that she was injured during that time?

Tears pooled in the corners of Yan Wanqing’s eyes. She raised her hand to stop them, "No, don’t call for the Imperial Physician."

"Your Highness..." Cong Ge stepped forward to support her and noticed that her palms were sweaty.

Yan Wanqing shook her head at Cong Ge, "It’s nothing, I just suddenly felt nauseous. I am feeling better now." She took a sip of hot tea.

Xiaoliu had said that the symptoms of poisoning by killing green would include nausea, as the toxin blended into the bloodstream, indicating that the poison had begun to work.

Suppressing the discomfort in her stomach, she managed a warm and gentle smile, "Don’t worry, everyone has worked hard today, there will be a reward for you all."

Hearing about the reward, everyone perked up with joy.

Yan Wanqing turned her back, pinching the webbing between her thumb and forefinger, as beads of sweat covered her forehead.

This killing green was truly torturous.

It felt like her stomach was burning, and each breath came with waves of nausea, the urge to vomit, dizziness, and the added burden of wearing the heavy phoenix robe without a chance to sit down and rest.

She would have preferred a quick knife cut to this agony.

"Your Highness, it’s getting late. We should head out now. The Crown Prince has also started his journey," urged the nursemaid from behind, at the worst possible moment.

Yan Wanqing pursed her lips, exhaled a breath of foul air, and turned around, her expression tender, "Then let’s set off."

Fortunately, she would be carried out in a sedan chair and not have to walk, which gave Yan Wanqing a brief moment to rest.

"Cong Ge," Yan Wanqing suddenly called out.

Cong Ge immediately stepped forward, "What are Your Highness’s orders?"

"Did you bring the thing I asked you to bring?"

She had instructed Cong Ge the night before to bring the bell hidden under the makeup box.

Cong Ge nodded, "Reporting to Your Highness, I have brought it."

"Good," her heart settled slightly, "give it to me once we get out of the sedan chair."

"As you wish, Your Highness," Cong Ge complied.

That was no ordinary bell.

If the Qin Family were to make their move, she could not just sit idly by and wait for death.

The bell was her last bargaining chip.

Early in the morning, she had received news from her mother that they had finally broken through the encirclement of the rebel army, and everyone had reached a place of safety.

Her family was safe.

And with that, there was nothing more to fear.

She could go all out.