The Female Psychology PHD Got Time Travelled To The Royal Harem

Chapter 77

The sound of a shattering teacup and the Dowager Empress's angry shout reached his ears. Despite his hurried rush, he had arrived a moment too late.

Granny Gui, who had been standing beside the Dowager Empress, rushed forward when Jiang Xinyue went berserk. She intended to grab Jiang Xinyue's hands, fearing she might harm the Dowager Empress and Consort Shu.

However, just as she grasped Concubine Zhen's hand, a vicious kick struck her chest. The impact sent her flying, crashing into one of the great hall's pillars. It felt as if her internal organs had been rearranged, leaving her writhing in pain on the floor.

The Xuanwu Emperor's furious gaze swept past the Dowager Empress, who wanted to explain but didn't know where to begin, and landed on the stunned Consort Shu.

The disappointment in his eyes deeply wounded Consort Shu. She glared back at the Xuanwu Emperor, refusing to back down even an inch.

Jiang Xinyue, cradled in the emperor's arms, revealed half of her face marred by bloody scratches. Nestled in his embrace, she shook her head and pleaded, "Your Majesty, I'm fine. Please don't be angry, alright?"

Despite being the injured party, she was the one comforting the Xuanwu Emperor, not wanting to upset him further.

The Xuanwu Emperor held her tighter, drawing her closer to his chest. He addressed the Dowager Empress, "Mother, I've shown you leniency time and again out of filial respect. But don't forget, I am the Son of Heaven of Great Yan. Whom I choose to favor and honor is my prerogative. If you continue to stir up trouble in my harem, I'll have no choice but to send you to the summer palace."

The summer palace was far away in Qin Province. Though it boasted a pleasant climate year-round and the emperor led his officials and consorts there every other year to escape the heat, it was still just a temporary residence. How could it compare to the luxury of the true imperial palace?

The Dowager Empress stumbled back two steps, seemingly overcome with anger. Trembling with rage at both the Xuanwu Emperor and Jiang Xinyue, she pointed a shaking finger at the emperor. "Well... well done, Emperor... I gave birth to you, raised you, and this is how you repay me? Such filial impiety! Shouting at your own mother for the sake of a scheming consort – if word gets out, people will curse your name!"

The summer palace housed several deposed, childless, and mentally unstable imperial consorts from the previous emperor's reign, many of whom held grudges against the Dowager Empress. Who knew if those madwomen might take out their frustrations on her?

An emperor who disrespected his birth mother was morally deficient and unfit to rule Great Yan.

The Xuanwu Emperor's gaze turned sharp and cold as it fell on Consort Shu's belly. She instinctively cradled her stomach.

His Majesty had looked... terrifying just now!

Jiang Xinyue felt as if she had become the villainous white lotus character from a female-led novel.

She looked at the Xuanwu Emperor with concern, shaking her head slightly. Then, putting on an extremely pitiful expression, she addressed the Dowager Empress, "Your Imperial Highness, Consort Shu, all the blame lies with this humble concubine. Please don't fault His Majesty; he... he was merely worried about my frail health. This concubine begs forgiveness from Your Imperial Highness."

The more Jiang Xinyue acted this way, the more enraged the Dowager Empress became, her eyes reddening with anger.

Yet reason warned her not to lose her temper, lest she fall into that little hussy Concubine Zhen's trap.

The original plan had been to provoke her into a rage, but now Jiang Xinyue had turned the tables. Not only that, but the Dowager Empress now had to suppress her own emotions and take the way out that Jiang Xinyue had offered.