Everyone in my harem is talented

Chapter 369 Crisis

"My lady, many ladies have sent you invitations, saying they want to come and see you."

Visha heaved a sigh of relief and said happily.

The Queen has been worried about the Seventh Prince's affairs these past two days and has looked much more haggard. Her brows will surely relax when she hears this good news.

"Why is that? Is there any happy event in our Luan Yi Palace that I don't know about?"

Imperial Concubine Yi Meng Wuyue's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly skipped a beat.

"It is said that our Seventh Prince is blessed by God. I think the word 'rui' used by His Majesty to name him is very appropriate."

Weixia placed a stack of lists on the table, poured tea for Meng Wu Yue and handed it to her, but she raised her hand and brushed it away.

"I am not thirsty now. You and Qinghe should go out and find out how the rumors spread outside. How did the person blessed by heaven become Mingrui?"

The heavy feeling in Concubine Yi Meng Wu Yue's heart surged up into her heart and appeared in her eyes. She pursed her lips, clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and gave orders in a solemn voice.

The person blessed by heaven should be His Majesty, how come he became a prince?

How did he become her Mingrui?

Weixia immediately hurried out of Luanyi Palace and came back after carefully inquiring about the news. She finally understood why the Queen was so scared.

This is a blatant case of flattery.

The previous rumors about His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince’s reputation did not endanger His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince’s life, but this new rumor is getting more and more intense, so that may not be the case.

The move made by the Empress was taken advantage of by someone.

His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has become the future Holy King.

The emperor's heart is as deep as an abyss, and serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Who dares to bet on your majesty's thoughts?

Today, Your Majesty is in good health and wise, so you may not take it seriously and let it go. But who can guarantee what His Majesty’s reaction will be if he becomes sick or old in the future? Who dares to bet on how he will react when he thinks of this rumor again?

Either he felt that his kingdom had a successor, or...he felt that the Seventh Prince had shown his wolfish ambitions and coveted the throne even before he got married.

Furthermore, we can imagine that His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince first used the murder of a concubine to spread rumors against him, creating an image of himself as innocent and pitiful, first suppressing and then praising, fabricating public opinion and building momentum for himself?

If she did not know the innocence of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, and if the prince born to another concubine was at the center of this vortex, it would be difficult for her not to make such speculations after hearing the current public opinion.

The more Weixia thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her hands trembled constantly. She quickly grasped the hem of her sleeves, hoping that the Queen and His Highness would find a way.

Your Majesty has been with His Majesty for so many years, and His Majesty is by no means a heartless person.

After listening to Qinghe's report, Concubine Yi Meng Wuyue had a feeling that it was as she expected. She had suffered too many blows in recent days, and coupled with the mental preparation she had made, she felt a little numb.

Meng Wu Yue held the cup of hot tea tightly in his hand, and a few drops of tea splashed out.

"Come here, invite His Majesty to come to Luanyi Palace for a chat. I am heartbroken and want to see His Majesty."

The only thing we can do now is to tell Your Majesty the whole story from beginning to end. It is up to Your Majesty whether you believe it or not.

It may seem like a broken jar, but it is actually the best solution at this time.

Meng Wu Yue was helped onto the bed by the palace maid. She lay there with her thoughts in a mess. Perhaps... His Majesty might not be as ruthless as she had imagined.

When the sky was just beginning to yellow, Qin Zhi strode into Meng Wu Yue's dormitory and saw Meng Wu Yue lying on the bed with his eyes half closed, looking very haggard.

"I am busy with government affairs. I am sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Qin Zhi leaned over and raised his hand to gently stroke Meng Wu Yue's face, and his thumb stroked her pale lips.

Meng Wu Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked up at Qin Zhi pitifully and buried her head in his arms aggrievedly.

"His Majesty."