The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me
Chapter 294 - 291: Allegory

Chapter 294: Chapter 291: Allegory

Little Guizi said, "The Empress had a steamed cake for dinner and also some shrimp dumplings. Miss Xuan from outside the palace sent over two dishes, one was braised goose feet, the other was osmanthus fish fin. The Empress tasted some of each."

He Ying listened and asked, "Were those two dishes tested for poison?"

He was not reassured about the safety of food from outside the palace.

Little Guizi, picking up on the implication, hurriedly said, "The Emperor can be at ease, they were all tested before we dared to let the Empress take a bite."

He Ying let go of his concern and, raising his hand, said, "Let’s go."

He led his entourage back to Qingning Palace in a grand manner.

Inside the palace,

Incense smoke curled lazily in the air.

Warmth suffused the room.

After her bath, Sang Yan wore a thin gauze dress, sitting on the bed reading a book.

The book had been given to her by Xuanrao a couple of days ago.

Its title was "Great Love Record."

Just by the title, one could tell it was not a serious book.

Initially, she thought it was just a risqué folk novel and didn’t read it, but now, bored of waiting for He Ying, she flipped through a few pages and realized something was off—this was not a risqué folk novel at all! It was a political satire aimed at the Dahe Royal Family!

It said that there was an Emperor in Dahe who was close to thirty without an heir.

To get an heir, the Emperor held a vast selection of beauties, incorporating many women into his harem.

Among them, a pair of sisters entered the Imperial Palace and won his favor.

Initially, it was the younger, pretty, naive, and lively sister who captured the Emperor’s heart.

Later on, the elder sister used strategies to monopolize the Emperor’s favor.

Especially since the elder sister was a highly jealous woman.

She did not allow the Emperor to favor any other concubine.

Once, the Emperor favored another concubine behind her back.

The next day, she stormed into that concubine’s quarters and used scissors to slash the concubine’s face, ruining her beauty.

Soon enough, the Emperor heard about it.

Everyone thought that the Emperor would speak up for the poor concubine, severely punish the elder sister, and that she would lose favor and even be cast into the Cold Palace.

However, contrary to expectations, the Emperor did not blame her, but instead punished the Palace Attendants who served her.

Because during the attack, she also cut her own hand.

The Emperor blamed them for not taking good care of the elder sister.

With such singular devotion, the elder sister became increasingly spoiled and overstepped her bounds.

Upon learning that a concubine had secretly become pregnant, she directly arranged for someone to cause the concubine to miscarry.

The crime of conspiring against the heir was a grave one.

Everyone thought the elder sister was certainly doomed.

But then, the elder sister cried.

With a tearful plea before the Emperor, and a few drops of tears, the Emperor’s heart softened, and he immediately absolved her of all wrongdoing, lavishing her with rewards, even building a palace for her.

From then on, no one dared to offend the elder sister.

Though the elder sister had all the Emperor’s love, she did not bear any children.

The Emperor’s yearning for an heir grew stronger and stronger.

He could only secretly favor other concubines and arrange for their childbirth in secrecy after they became pregnant.

Finally, ten months later, he had his first son, the future Crown Prince of Dahe.

But the elder sister found out.

She was very angry but did not scream or make a fuss; she merely shut the doors of her palace, refusing to let the Emperor in.

She said the Emperor had broken her heart and she would not see him for the rest of her life.

Such refusal continued for over a month.

Everyone thought she would fall out of favor and exhaust the Emperor’s patience and love.

But, once again, the Emperor’s actions defied everyone’s expectations—he, in order to seek the elder sister’s forgiveness, personally brought the newborn Prince to the gate of her palace and, lifting the baby high, dashed him to death.

An Emperor of a great nation, to win a smile from his beloved, actually destroyed his own heir!

What absurd content!

Sang Yan was sure that the jealous elder sister in the novel was her!

And that foolish, lecherous Emperor who harmed his own children was He Ying!

How dare the author write such things!

And to think, the title of the book was so evocative, it must be selling like hotcakes on the black market.

Since it was selling well, those uninformed commoners who read it would surely have their thoughts influenced and might even misunderstand the Dahe Royal Family.

The intentions of this author are clearly malicious!

The more Sang Yan thought about it, the more her head ached: so this was the image that she and He Ying had among the common people?

"Ah Yan——"

When He Ying came in, he saw Sang Yan flipping through a book, her brows deeply furrowed, looking very troubled.

"What’s wrong? Did you run into some vexing problem?"

As he asked, he had already approached Sang Yan.

Sang Yan, too focused on the book and engrossed in her anger, only looked up when she heard his voice, and He Ying was already before her eyes.

She instinctively hid the book, but that gave her away.

He Ying immediately grasped her wrist, stopping her from hiding the book: "What are you looking at?"

Sang Yan still attempted to cover it up: "Nothing much. Just some worldly novels."

He Ying didn’t believe her words: "Let me see. I’ve read quite a few books, but I’ve never come across any worldly novels."

He actually suspected that Sang Yan was reading some unhealthy novels.

But that was exactly what he had in mind.

Because when he saw her, his head was also filled with unhealthy thoughts.

"Forget it. Aren’t you busy?"

Sang Yan clutched the book, keeping it from his view, and tried to change the subject: "What have you been busy with that you have only returned at this late hour?"

He Ying didn’t want to share the voices of opposition with her and simply said, "It’s nothing. Just some old fogies, always spouting the same old platitudes."

He had his secrets and followed her lead in changing the topic: "Back to the matter at hand, show me the book. I want to learn from it too."

"Learn what?"

Sang Yan furrowed her brows, not understanding what he meant.

He Ying arched an eyebrow and smiled slyly, hinting at a naughty tone: "Learn some experience."

Sang Yan: "..."

She instantly understood his dirty thoughts.

"Fine. Go ahead and learn some experience."

She handed him the book.

He Ying looked at the title, suppressing a smile, as if guessing the amorous content inside.

Sang Yan watched him, smiling as well, but she was waiting to see his embarrassment.

The satirical content in the book, she believed, would ensure he wouldn’t be laughing after reading it.

The reality was that after reading just a few pages, He Ying’s brows knitted together: What the hell is this stuff?

He glanced at the author: Anonymous?

Hah, some Anonymous!

His expression became increasingly grave,

Seeing this, Sang Yan thought for a moment and softly said, "The book’s content does indeed not match reality, and if left unchecked, I fear it may damage the image of the Dahe Royal Family and shake the people’s trust. Yet, strictly banning it probably won’t do any good. Sometimes, the more you forbid something, the more rampant it becomes. People might even accuse us of being guilty by our very defense."

"I’ve never feared what others say."

He Ying lifted his head, looking at her, his icy eyes gradually warming: "I just fear you being wronged."

Sang Yan shook her head with a smile: "Being talked about by others is nothing to fuss about."

"No."

He Ying’s gaze became serious: "You’ve already suffered many injustices by my side. I won’t let this author get off lightly."

He was determined to find out who was spreading such slander!

They deserved death!

Sang Yan, who had wanted to keep things quiet, did not wish for him to make a big deal out of this, and hurriedly advised, "Guarding against the mouths of the people is harder than guarding against a torrent. Calm down, don’t always be at odds with the ministers and commoners because of me. This kind of love is too burdensome for me, I fear I’m not fortunate enough to bear it——"

"Don’t speak ill-omened words."

He Ying hastily covered her mouth, interrupting her, and gently said, "Trust me, I’ll handle this properly."

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