Chapter 1912: Chapter 1850: Hitting Where It Hurts

In the vast hall, Empress Song’s mournful cries echoed, stirring hearts with sorrow and bringing tears to those who heard.

Speaking of her beloved son, recalling the image of his small, wet body lying on the cold floor, Empress Song truly felt a deep, heartbreaking pain.

That image, she would never forget for the rest of her life, and neither dared to forget, fearing that if she did, he would blame her, resent her, hate her. She feared that forgetting it would mean letting go of those who caused his death.

Empress Song’s sadness was genuine, and her cries were extremely sorrowful, recounting the injustice and tragedy of that child’s early demise.

Yet Emperor Yan, envisioning the scene from her cries, felt his body slightly tense, as if he could hear the child’s sharp cries. Ignoring the empress resting on his lap, he suddenly stood up.

With his sudden movement, Empress Song fell to the ground, looking at him in astonishment, "Your Majesty?"

Emperor Yan’s chest heaved, his face slightly pale. He closed his eyes briefly, then reopened them with restored calm, and said, "Since the Empress dreamed of Qinger, let the Imperial Jue Temple hold a three-day Dharma Assembly, recite sutras for three days, and offer charitable deeds to bring comfort to the child’s spirit as well as ease the Empress’s mind."

Internally, Empress Song sneered, but her face was full of excitement as she prostrated herself on the ground, "Thank you, Your Majesty, the child will surely be grateful for Your Grace."

Emperor Yan uttered a simple acknowledgment, saying, "Rest early, I have memorials to review, and I will return to Yangxin Hall."

This meant he no longer intended to question Empress Song’s late-night outing.

"I respectfully send off Your Majesty." Empress Song escorted him out and only after Emperor Yan left the palace gates did she turn back with a gloomy face.

Sitting in her chamber, Empress Song listened to her senior eunuch, Eunuch Jiang, recounting Emperor Yan’s visit to Kunning Palace, her face clouded with worry.

"Why did His Majesty suddenly come?" Empress Song asked, as it was an unprecedented occurrence.

Between her and Emperor Yan, there wasn’t any love between a man and a woman. In her younger years after entering the palace, she had fantasized, but Emperor Yan had always been distant. After losing child after child, her disappointment grew, and after Qinger’s death, only hatred and acting remained.

To say Emperor Yan was concerned for her and that’s why he came at this time, she wouldn’t believe it. In his heart, there was only that Old Demon.

Eunuch Jiang couldn’t answer; he wasn’t privy to the Emperor’s thoughts.

Empress Song’s eyebrows knitted together, her heart uneasy and thumping more erratically.

This time she used Qinger’s death to strike at Emperor Yan’s conscience, making him feel guilty and distracted, thus bypassing the issue, but what about next time?

She couldn’t decipher Emperor Yan’s odd behavior, but there must be something she wasn’t aware of, and then there’s the Empress Dowager’s side...

Empress Song pursed her lips, realizing she needed to be more cautious in the future, and that matter must be brought forward, she had no way back.

In Yangxin Hall, Emperor Yan was massaging his temples, drafting the decree to arrange for a ritual to ease the child’s spirit at the Imperial Jue Temple.

After the decree was drafted, Eunuch Lu read it again, and then took the Jade Seal and handed it to Emperor Yan, who imprinted it with the seal.

"Let the Ministry of Rites arrange it," Emperor Yan said with his eyes closed.

"Yes."

Before he could leave, Emperor Yan added, "Change the incense in the hall, light a calming incense."

Eunuch Lu was momentarily stunned and quickly ordered his apprentice to remove the burning ambergris and replace it with calming incense.

Emperor Yan took a few deep breaths, waved his hand for Eunuch Lu to withdraw, then remained alone in the hall.

His mind filled with what Empress Song had spoken of regarding the child’s death scene.

A chill enveloped Emperor Yan, his face before the flickering lights, appearing pale and cold.

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