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At dawn, the atmosphere inside the palace was unusually heavy. When Emperor Han Yu woke up, he found Su Wanrong sitting quietly by the window, still feeling fuzzy about the memories of last night.
"Wanrong, what happened last night was all an accident..." Han Yu spoke, his voice filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Su Wanrong turned around with a blank expression, "Your Majesty, you were drunk last night, and it was the Mrs. Wang who asked servants to take care of you."
A hint of guilt flashed in Han Yu's eyes, "It was my fault, Consort Su, if you are dissatisfied..."
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. The servants are just following orders," Su Wanrong interrupted, her eyes filled with deep pain.
Emperor Han Yu glanced at her and then left.
In the quiet palace, Su Wanrong sat alone in her chamber, the scenery outside gradually brightening in the morning sun. Her expression was calm, but the turmoil in her eyes was like a hidden surge, difficult to calm.
Not long after, the eunuch brought the contraceptive soup.
Eunuch Chen carefully carried the contraceptive soup into the palace, with a look of embarrassment and concern that was hard to conceal. "Empress Su, this is the contraceptive soup sent by the Emperor. Please..."
Su Wanrong looked up at Eunuch Chen with icy eyes, but still maintained the demeanor of a royal consort. "Eunuch Chen, this palace knows," she said.
Taking the heavy soup bowl, Su Wanrong's hand trembled slightly. Her heart ached, and every heartbeat seemed to remind her of the pain of betrayal. She gazed at the bowl, took a deep breath, suppressed the struggle within her, and drank it all under the watchful eye of the nanny.
The bowl was empty, but Su Wanrong's heart felt heavier. She smiled and asked her nanny to leave, then turned and walked towards the depths of the palace, arriving at a secluded room. Alone, she quickly induced vomiting, expelling all the medicine. The determination in her eyes was like the first light of dawn, dispelling all the confusion.
Standing in front of the mirror, she looked deeply at her reflection, seeing both Chen Feng'er and Su Wanrong in her eyes. She murmured, "No matter what this world is like, I will protect this life. Since the heavens have given me a chance to be reborn, I will definitely give birth to the child I lost in my previous life."
Outside the palace chambers, Eunuch Chen hurriedly arrived at Emperor Han Yu's study to report that Su Wanrong had already consumed the contraceptive potion.
Emperor Han Yu's hand paused in midair, the tip of his brush trembling. After a moment of silence, he finally asked in a low voice, "Eunuch Chen, do you think that Wanyong will hate me?"
Eunuch Chen avoided eye contact, not daring to look directly at the emperor. "Your Majesty, I dare not speak rashly," he replied.
Han Yu sighed, put down his brush, and looked out the window. His heart was filled with struggle and confusion. He was unwilling to admit it, but deep down in a corner of his heart, there was an inexplicable feeling for Su Wanrong.
However, Su Wanrong, in the secret chamber deep in the palace, faced this unexpected life alone, with both fear and determination in her heart.
In the depths of the palace, secrets surged like hidden currents, concealing unknown turmoil. Su Wanrong's pregnancy became the most closely guarded secret within this undercurrent. Meanwhile, Chu Fang'er's pregnancy was publicly celebrated in the palace, becoming a joyous occasion.
One day, Su Wanrong took a solitary walk in the palace's secret garden, her heart filled with complex emotions. Chu Fang'er's pregnancy, to her, was a great irony.
"Wanrong, Mother." A gentle voice interrupted Su Wanrong's contemplation. She looked up to see Han Xi approaching her with a worried expression on her face.
Su Wanrong forced a smile, trying to conceal her emotions. "Xi'er, you've come at just the right time. Mother was just thinking of finding someone to talk to."
Han Xi approached with a serious expression, "Mother, I heard about the Emperor giving you the infertility medicine. Is that... really true?" She dared not speak directly, but her worry and confusion were clearly visible in her eyes.
Su Wanrong felt a pang in her heart, but could only nod gently, masking her own pain, "Xi'er, there are many things in the palace that we cannot resist. Perhaps the Emperor is trying to balance things, and also hopes that I can focus on taking care of you until you get married."
Han Xi's eyes were slightly red as she tightly held Su Wanrong's hand, her emotionally rich gaze revealing deep sympathy and concern. "Mother, you have always been the strongest pillar in this harem for so many years. Seeing you in this situation really breaks my heart."
Su Wanrong gently stroked Han Xi's head, her eyes showing maternal tenderness. "Xier, no matter what, your happiness is Mother's greatest wish. I will handle everything and ensure that these courtly troubles do not affect you."
Han Xi held Su Wanrong's hand, with a determined look in his eyes. "Mother, no matter what happens, I will support you. You... you are not alone."
A hint of tears flashed in Su Wanrong's eyes, and this sudden warmth seemed to lighten the burden in her heart.
At this moment, the flowers in the palace are in full bloom, and every flower in the garden seems to witness the deep affection and understanding between the mother and daughter. But behind this tranquil beauty, there is an endless turmoil in Su Wanrong's heart.
On the other side, Emperor Han Yu sits quietly in the study, his heart filled with conflict and confusion. Since that night, he has always felt that he has lost something important, but he can't quite explain what it is.
Time quietly passes, and Han Yu's suspicion of Su Wanrong and affection for Chu Fang'er form a sharp contrast. He always worries about Su Wanrong's abnormal behavior that night, while Chu Fang'er's identity and her child undoubtedly solidify her position in the harem.
One day, Su Wanrong was secretly summoned to the emperor's study. Han Yu looked at her, his eyes filled with probing and unease. "Wanrong, that night... are you hiding something from me?"
Su Wanrong's heart tightened. She knew this was about that night, but she decided to continue hiding it. "Your Majesty, I don't understand what you mean. That night, I just wanted to discuss matters with you as usual, and there was nothing special about it."
Han Yu frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't speak. He just sighed deeply and gestured for Su Wanrong to leave.
Su Wanrong retreated to the door, her heart aching. She knew that the trust between her and the emperor was quietly crumbling. But she became even more determined to protect this child, no matter how many storms lay ahead. She was determined to ensure that this child would safely come into this world.
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