The Tale of the Imprisoned Consort - Chapter 212, The Relationship Between Mingruo and Emperor Xuli (Part 1)

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Pushing away the man in front of her was like pushing away a piece of filthy garbage. Mingruo stood up, put her palace dress back on, carefully tied the belt, and fastened the buttons. Just as the beaded curtain was lifted, she finished dressing and turned around with unparalleled elegance.
Duanmu Yun was panting heavily, a thin layer of sweat on his face. It seemed he had just learned that she had accepted Shalu's request and rushed back from the military camp far away in the suburbs. Seeing her fully clothed while Shalu lay on the ground with a white jade hairpin embedded in his chest, a look of astonishment appeared on his handsome face. Mingruo slightly raised the corners of her mouth, waiting for his words.
She thought he would blame her or call for help to rescue Shalu, but to her surprise, Duanmu Yun simply picked up Shalu as if he were carrying a sandbag and walked out easily. Then, Mingruo heard the sound of a sharp blade being drawn. After a while, he returned, opening his hand to reveal a clean white jade hairpin in his palm.
Mingruo took it, looked up at him, and asked, "You're not mad at me?"
Duanmu Yun shook his head: "It's not your fault."
She turned her eyes away. "I'm leaving here. Give my mother and nanny back to me."
A deep pain flashed in Duanmu Yun's eyes. His hands clenched into fists and trembled violently at his sides. He suddenly closed his eyes and said, "Where are you going? Emperor Xuli is gone. Only I can protect you."
“I don’t need your protection. Shun Yuan will protect me, and I can protect myself. You just need to return my mother and nanny to me.” Ming Ruo glanced at him indifferently.
"Father is gone, and I want nothing more. Even if you threaten me with the lives of Shun Yuan and Mother, I don't care. If you want me to live, let us go. From now on, the throne of Da'an will belong to the Duanmu family. You should know how to silence the gossip. Sha Lue's claim to the throne was unpopular to begin with. You only need to revert to your original identity, and securing this throne will be a piece of cake." She stepped forward, took a gold token from his sleeve, turned and went to the side hall, waking Shun Yuan and Eunuch An—after agreeing to Sha Lue's advances, she had drugged the water and put them to sleep.
She took nothing with her, even changed back into her old clothes, and didn't even look back.
"There's no poison in the wine. The poison is hidden in my mouth and my scent. The combination of the two makes it deadly. I took the antidote beforehand to save my life, but Shalue is doomed. As for how to shut others up, you can figure that out yourself." With that, he took Shun Yuan's small hand.
"Let's go."
The young boy still pouted, resentful that his mother had drugged him instead of joining him in avenging his father. As Mingruo reached the palace gate, she suddenly laughed: "I'd like to see how this changed dynasty can remain famous for centuries to come."
Just as her figure was about to disappear, Duanmu Yun said softly, "Mother and Granny... are at Lingkong Temple."
Mingruo paused slightly, then didn't turn around.
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Thinking back, it has been more than ten years since I was separated from my mother and nanny.
Mingruo felt a little apprehensive about being close to her relative, and she hesitated at the temple gate, not daring to go in. Shunyuan, on the other hand, was very happy: "Mother, Mother, are we here to see Grandma?"
Hearing her son's innocent voice, Mingruo's heart calmed down slightly: "Mm." She hadn't told Shunyuan about her relationship with the Emperor yet, and she would never let Shunyuan know, never.
"Then let's go in!" Being a child, he was incredibly excited and grabbed Mingruo's hand, starting to bang on the door. Mingruo didn't have time to stop him, so she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The kind-faced abbot opened the door and saw a stunningly beautiful mother and son, accompanied by an elderly man with shrewd eyes. He immediately recognized them and said, "Young friend Duanmu was right; the young lady has indeed arrived."
He seemed to have a very close relationship with Duanmu Yun, but Mingruo didn't ask. She was simply led by him to the meditation room in the backyard. Normally, temples are quiet places for Buddhists and should not accommodate female relatives, but Duanmu Yun had a very good personal relationship with the abbot, and it was a time of chaos, so he made an exception and took in Consort Huai and Granny Duan.
When Mingruo saw them, Consort Huai was sitting outside sewing clothes, while Granny Duan was watering a few rows of vegetables in the small courtyard by the door. She saw Mingruo first, and the watering can clattered to the ground. Tears streamed down her face as she staggered towards Mingruo, pulling her into a tight embrace and scolding her incessantly: "You, you heartless little fourth child…don't you know how much I've missed you? You haven't come to see me even once all these years! Did you want me to cry my eyes out for you? You little brat, you little brat—"
Consort Huai also looked up, her eyes slowly widening. She remained relatively calm, but tears welled in her eyes. Mingruo hugged Granny Duan back, gently comforting her, "Granny, don't be angry. Ruo'er is back, isn't she?"
"Ruo'er, my daughter—" Consort Huai finally couldn't suppress her excitement any longer. She stood up from her chair, dropped the clothes she was holding, and ran over. The three of them hugged each other and wept together, leaving Shun Yuan completely bewildered. Eunuch An voluntarily stood guard outside the courtyard, not coming in, but he heard everything clearly inside.
"My daughter, my daughter—"
“Mother—” Mingruo hugged her only remaining family member tightly, tears streaming down her face. The three women wept uncontrollably until the neglected little boy became unhappy: “Mother, Mother—” Being young and not tall enough, he could only hop around, trying to get his mother’s attention back. Granny Duan noticed the exquisitely beautiful child first: “This, this is the young master? He’s grown so much… I’ve never even seen the young master before…” She squatted down, touched Shunyuan’s little face, and smiled through her tears: “He looks just like Xiao Si’er, look at those eyebrows and eyes, so handsome, they’re practically identical.”
Shun Yuan nestled sweetly into Granny Duan's arms, saying, "Greetings, Granny."
"Okay, okay—" Granny Duan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took Shun Yuan's little hand, and said, "Come on, let Granny take you to have some snacks, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Shun Yuan looked at Ming Ruo, and seeing her nod, he obediently let Granny Duan lead him away. After they entered the house, Ming Ruo knelt down and kowtowed several times to Consort Huai on the ground. Consort Huai had always doted on her, how could she bear to let her humiliate herself like this? She quickly reached out and hugged her, her voice still trembling with sobs: "You silly girl... why are you kneeling?! Get up quickly, don't make your mother angry!" Only when she truly held her daughter in her arms did she believe that her daughter had really returned.
"How could you be so heartless, girl... Even if the Emperor forbids you from seeing us, you could at least secretly send someone to deliver a message, so that your mother and nanny don't worry about you day and night..."
Mingruo sniffed, her eyes red and swollen: "Mother... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I, I—" She hesitated for a long time, but in the end she was too ashamed to say what she had done, even though her mother and nanny already knew.
Consort Huai stroked her pale and thin face with pity: "Silly girl, do you remember what I told you before? Do joyful things with your lover, don't ask whether it's a calamity or a blessing... Don't I know my daughter? You're always so silly, never blaming others, and always bearing everything alone. Only the Emperor can ensure your lifelong favor, freeing you from worldly suffering."
Upon hearing Emperor Xuli's name, Mingruo bit her lip hard: "Father, Father..."
"My dear, don't cry, Ruo'er. This is simply because you two are not meant to be. There's no need to be sad." Consort Huai held Mingruo's hand and led her to sit on a stone bench under a large tree, her expression somewhat sorrowful. Mingruo had already prepared herself for her mother's scolding, but to her surprise, her mother not only didn't blame her but also spoke up for her father. She was full of confusion but dared not ask. Consort Huai poured her a cup of tea, her eyes revealing nostalgia and mourning for the past. Then, she touched Mingruo's face, smiled gently, and said, "My little girl, have you always been troubled by the blood relation between you and the Emperor?" Seeing Mingruo slowly nod, she added, "Ruo'er, you don't really need to be troubled. Strictly speaking... the Emperor isn't really your father; he should be your cousin."

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