Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved
Chapter 429: Will You Have a Baby with Me?

Chapter 429: Chapter 429: Will You Have a Baby with Me?

As soon as Consort Jing finished speaking, she looked up and saw the torn clothing on the ground, which belonged to Consort Qi and was worn by her today, along with a set of eunuch’s attire.

Behind the screen, one could vaguely see two silhouettes protruding from the bed’s covers.

Consort Jing smiled, turning to Mei Yuzong, "So you have already taken care of it."

"Your Majesty’s orders, how dare I make a mistake? However, I don’t have much experience and, panicked, I used excessive force. I’m afraid that if the Emperor comes, he might notice something off."

Consort Jing furrowed her brows.

If Consort Qi and the young man remained unconscious when the Emperor arrived, how could the Emperor not see that this was a setup?

Even though the Emperor did not favor Consort Qi, he was extremely concerned about saving face, and he might suppress the matter.

Of course, the likelihood of that happening was not large; the Emperor would most likely dispose of Consort Qi in his rage and have the young man put to death.

But Consort Jing could not gamble on that small chance. Anything could happen, and what if Consort Qi turned the tables and the Emperor believed her?

Wouldn’t that be like lifting a rock only to drop it on one’s own feet?

Since it had been done, it had to be nearly foolproof.

Moreover, they had yet to summon the Emperor.

As she was contemplating, suddenly Mei Yuzong said, "We can’t just splash them with cold water to wake them up, but if we had a Silver Needle, it might be possible to awaken them with it. We’d probably need to increase the dose to make them lose their rationale upon waking and convince the Emperor."

Consort Jing’s eyebrows raised, "How coincidental, Su Jin carries a Silver Needle with her, specifically for disciplining disobedient palace maids."

Speaking softly, she called out to the door.

Su Jin, who was standing by the door, hurried in.

"Su Jin, take out the medicine pills and Silver Needle you prepared earlier and feed them to Consort Qi and the young man."

Su Jin quickly nodded, and before she could approach, Mei Yuzong stretched out his hand to stop her:

"Your Majesty, Aunt Su Jin should go summon the Emperor, lest any delay occurs on the way, or if another consort barges in, our efforts would be wasted."

"You’re right. It will take about fifteen minutes to return, so we can settle things here in the meantime, and Su Jin can bring His Majesty over just in time."

Her biggest worry now was about Murong Jiu, who often meddled in many matters. Today, she couldn’t let her interfere again.

Consort Jing then instructed Su Jin, "Go quickly and summon His Majesty. You know what to say, as I’ve already taught you. Remember, appear somewhat panicked to avoid arousing His Majesty’s suspicions."

"Understood!"

Su Jin said eagerly, thrilled by the thought that soon Consort Qi and Prince Ling would be disgraced, and possibly, in a few days, the Emperor might appoint Consort Jing as the empress and the Third Prince as the crown prince. Then her efforts over the past decade or two would truly pay off.

Mei Yuzong took the medicine pills and Silver Needle, closed the door, and said tenderly to Consort Jing, "Let’s not spoil Your Majesty’s sight with this matter; let me handle it."

His tender and affectionate eyes instantly brought back memories for Consort Jing.

She hadn’t intended to go; after all, it was just male and female bodies, nothing worth seeing. Hearing Mei Yuzong’s tender words, she couldn’t help feeling a touch of sweetness, and her eyes softened with affection.

"Yu Lang..."

Mei Yuzong reached out and touched her hand, "Your Majesty’s hand is so cold. May I warm it for you later?"

Consort Jing nodded shyly, touched that it was the first time Mei Yuzong had initiated such contact after so long.

She felt as if she were back in her youth when her emotions first blossomed, inseparable and deeply attached.

Watching Mei Yuzong walk behind the screen to stuff the medicine pill into the mouth of a person on the bed, then seeing him come out, walking towards her,

her eyes were full of Mei Yuzong, naturally, she did not see the intoxicating fragrance slowly rising behind the screen, nor did she realize her breathing had become rapid.

"Lianlian, why is your face so red?"

Mei Yuzong reached out to touch her cheek.

Consort Jing felt a girlish embarrassment, her head slightly bowed, she merely asked, "Did you feed him everything?"

"Yes, it will take a while to take effect, about the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, then I will use the Silver Needle to awaken them," he replied.

Mei Yuzong did not retract his hand, it stayed on Consort Jing’s cheek.

He looked deeply into her eyes, a strong affection in his gaze, "Lianlian’s skin is still so smooth and delicate, while I, just like old tree bark, how do I deserve Your Majesty?"

"Don’t speak like that. In my eyes, Yu Lang, you are still the same handsome young man as before,"

Consort Jing said, somewhat agitated.

The roughness of Mei Yuzong’s fingertips lingered on her cheeks, the coarse touch, over and over, inexplicably made her feel a quivering instability.

She thought she had not been moved like this in a long time, believing she had lost interest in romantic affairs, but it turned out she was just not interested in the Emperor.

Indeed, the Emperor had been in his prime only during the years she bore the Third Prince. Later indulging in pleasures, the beauties in the palace changing one after another, his health deteriorating yearly, and subsequently relying entirely on medication for stimulation.

Gradually, the Emperor lost his novelty for her, and she lost her interest in him.

But now, she distinctly felt somewhat addicted to Mei Yuzong’s touch, and this was merely his fingertips caressing her.

Just as Mei Yuzong was about to withdraw his hand, she tightly grasped it, "Yu Lang, can you stay with me for the time it takes for half a cup of tea? Yu Lang, I really miss you, these years, I have never forgotten you."

Mei Yuzong’s gaze shifted to the door behind Consort Jing, he saw a figure and heard footsteps as if someone was about to push the door and enter, but they stopped when they heard Consort Jing’s voice.

His lips curled into a smile, his hands cradling Consort Jing’s face:

"Lianlian, have you really been thinking about me? We were supposed to be husband and wife, yet your unannounced departure tormented me so," he said.

"It was the Emperor who forced me, I had no choice, Yu Lang, if I had not gone with him, the Emperor would have killed you all," she replied.

Consort Jing buried her head in his chest, recounting her longing, as if she had never betrayed Mei Yuzong, that the two lovers were forcibly separated because of the Emperor’s interference.

However, Mei Yuzong pulled away, forcing her to look into his eyes:

"Lianlian, do you truly wish to spend your life with me? I want to hear the truth."

"Of course, I certainly do, you are the man I love the most."

"What about the Emperor, Lianlian, have you ever loved him?"

"Can we not talk about this?" Consort Jing dared not answer, as she felt fear towards the Emperor.

Mei Yuzong’s eyes flickered, and he leaned down to kiss her.

With the fragrance heavy in the air, Consort Jing quickly became confused and passionate, Mei Yuzong discreetly opened her robe, taking advantage of her emotional state to say:

"Lianlian, your body is as honest as ever, still as young as before, could you bear a child for me?"