Chapter 85，Part2: Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine Ch 85 Pt. 2

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Fucheng hesitated and said, “If this old servant remembers correctly, this girl, Zi Yu, used to be a maid next to that person. She was also given to the consort by that person.”

There were not many people who knew about this. The only reason why Jin Wang recognized this maid was because ever since that incident, he ordered someone to investigate Consort Jin. However, this girl’s appearance was inconspicuous and she kept to herself. After a period of time, he no longer paid too much attention to her.

Jin Wang sneered, his eyes gloomy.

“From this point of view, that girl poisoned Side Consort Hu to death under the guise of the consort’s hand. But if this was true, why is Yong Wang so persistent about all this? First, Xiaobao, then Lady Su. They were both caught but not killed. That man also died, then Tao Hong died. Tao Shan’s entire family was also exterminated and Side Consort Hu…”

This was exactly what Jin Wang was wondering all this time. He had a feeling that there was a huge secret hidden from him and he was separated from this huge secret by only a layer of thin paper.

“When will An Yi come back?”

“The last message he wrote was that he had already gotten the things. He will likely arrive soon.”

“Write to him so he’ll move faster.”

At first, Fucheng couldn’t understand why Jin Wang was in a rush. When An Yi had sent that message, both old man Liu and he were very happy. Yet His Highness was so calm that not a ripple could be seen. But then Fucheng immediately understood. They were able to withstand the poison for so long because they had Lady Su. Now that Lady Su was pregnant, she wouldn’t be able to serve His Highness anymore.

At the thought of this, Fucheng became anxious.

The madam was exquisitely charming and ravishingly beautiful, but now she couldn’t afford to do anything. His Highness was also at his peak age and only doted on her. If he couldn’t hold himself back, then it wouldn’t be good.

Panicking, he said, “This old servant will order people to write to An Yi.”

Early the next morning, Consort Jin came to Zhaohui Hall.

This was something unheard of and unseen before. Those at Zhaohui Hall couldn’t help being a little surprised. Only Jin Wang, according to his usual habits, started by washing up, then went to the martial arts field to practice martial arts. Half an hour later, he returned to take a shower and have breakfast. After a long while, he finally met with Consort Jin.

Consort Jin had been waiting for a long time. During this time, she thought a lot, but at the same time, she didn’t seem to have thought of anything.

When she saw Jin Wang walking towards her in an azure blue satin robe with a sapphire and rose gold crown on his head, she suddenly realized that from the moment she married this man, the two of them were tied together. Her pillar of support should not be the Xu Family, but him.

Today, Consort Jin was also in a formal dress, befitting of a qinwang’s consort.

She stood up. Once Jin Wang sat down, she lifted her heavy skirt and knelt on her knees, bowing to Jin Wang. This represented surrender. It was the first time for Consort Jin, who had always been arrogant, to truly surrender to Jin Wang.

She had thought that it would be difficult. But looking back, time brought great changes and it wasn’t as difficult as she had imagined.

“Your Highness, I have something to report.”

Jin Wang’s eyes flashed. “Speak.”

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It wasn’t until the end of chenshi1 that Consort Jin left Zhaohui Hall.

No one knew what she said to Jin Wang but ever since then, there was one less maid in Siyi Courtyard.

Regarding the matter of Side Consort Hu, Jin Wang announced that Side Consort Hu had committed suicide by ingesting poison. Side Consort Xu was unresigned but no one dared to question Jin Wang’s words.

Side Consort Hu was a side consort who was recorded in the imperial family’s genealogy. Naturally, her funeral couldn’t be arranged hastily, but now that there was also a joyful event in the manor. Yaoniang’s pregnancy was something that Jin Wang attached great importance to. No matter what, these two events must not interfere with each other.

The funeral was held in Liuchun Pavilion. Besides the fact that none of the servants could wear anything red for a month, nothing else was different.

The little princess continued to be raised in the small courtyard. Since she was still young, she naturally wasn’t aware of the concept of ‘mother’ in her heart. She was much closer to the two wet nurses, Yuyan and Yucui. To her, Side Consort Hu was only a stranger who came to see her from time to time, someone who didn’t even want to hold her.

Side Consort Hu, who had been in Jin Wang Manor for a long time, was gone. Not even a ripple stirred in her wake.

Naturally, Yaoniang also heard Jin Wang’s announcement. From time to time, she would remember how she had died in her previous life. Was she also said to have committed suicide? Did Jin Wang ever miss her? Was he also so calm whenever she was mentioned?

But no one could tell her.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing.”

“Doctor Liu said pregnant women should think less and worry less.” By now, Jin Wang had almost taken the sheets of paper that Doctor Liu had written on, as a priceless treasure of knowledge.

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“I’m really not thinking about anything.”

Fucheng, pushing aside the door, walked in from outside bringing in a gust of cold wind.

Yaoniang couldn’t help shrinking, and Jin Wang immediately looked over. Seeing His Highness’s displeased look, Fucheng smiled embarrassedly. “Your Highness, An Yi is back.”

Jin Wang nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. He turned his head and said a few words to Yaoniang before leaving with Fucheng.

Yaoniang knew that there were at least three hidden guards in charge of protecting Jin Wang. They were An Shi, An Shiyi, and An Shi’er. Once, An Shiyi appeared so quietly that she was almost scared to death.

An Shiyi had almost become a godly person in Yaoniang’s eyes. Was this An Yi even more powerful than An Shiyi?

But after thinking for a while, Yaoniang didn’t think about it anymore. She had been particularly sleepy lately and often fell asleep while sitting. Seeing that Yaoniang was sleepy, Yuchan helped undress her then she went to sleep.

After Yaoniang fell asleep, Yuchan did not leave but sat on a stool beside her. She took out a needle and some thread then continued to embroider her pouch.

She was not good at stitching. This was the first time for her to embroider something. Even after Hong Chou taught her for a long time, she still embroidered crookedly.

Seeing that the piece of cloth was covered in embroidered splotches, bearing no resemblance to a cat, Yuchan couldn’t help rubbing it in despair, wanting to throw it away.

But before she could make a move, a dark shadow flashed by, and the thing in her hand was gone.