After being a widow, the empress dowager was favored by the powerful ministers

Chapter 1 Widow

29 years of Jōwa
Hall of Compassion

The candle flame flickered, casting two entangled figures in the hall.

Pei Ci, who was dressed in an official uniform, approached Sheng Baoling who had changed his clothes and was about to go to bed step by step.

Until people are cornered.

The woman bit her lips tightly, looking at the tall figure in front of her who completely blocked her view, she was a little scared, her body shrank, and her fingertips under her sleeves trembled slightly.

Pei Ci lowered his eyes, and slowly approached her, his face was cold, but the expression in his eyes was full of warmth, until his lips touched her neck, and he slowly opened his lips.

The voice was deep and hoarse, as intoxicating as if drunk with wine, "Have you ever put yourself in the shoes of a humble minister for what the empress said today?"

The breath sprayed slightly on the woman's neck, causing a burst of numbness.

A flush appeared on Sheng Baoling's face, her red lips quivered slightly, and her heart beat violently, "Master Pei has already reached the age to get married, and Miss Tang is known as the most talented woman in Bianjing, and she is with Pei."

Before he finished speaking, the man leaned over and blocked back all the words he didn't want to hear.

Sheng Baoling's ears burst red in an instant, and he wanted to break free, but his strength was no match for him.

I can only feel the affection that the man suppressed in every possible way in the past, and the flood hits like a floodgate that has been unloaded.

The night was getting dark and the candles were flickering. The man's cool fingertips poked towards the woman's waist through the thin coat. It was so cold that the woman's body trembled and her pupils suddenly constricted.
She pushed the man in front of her away!

Waking up from the dream, Sheng Baoling was sitting on the couch, breathing heavily and rapidly, his cheeks and neck were flushed, and he was sweating finely and lightly.

She got off the couch, walked quickly to the table, and poured a few glasses of cold water until the coolness passed through her throat, which barely brought her some calmness.

It was such a dream again.

The sky was dawn, and the cool wind blew past, lifting the hem of Sheng Baoling's plain clothes standing at the entrance of the Hall of Compassion and Ning, making her heart shiver from the cold, but she kept staring blankly at the sycamore tree in front of the hall.

Just half a month ago, her husband, Emperor Chenghe, died of a serious illness. He was raised under her name, and the 13-year-old prince Zhao Mi came to the throne.

A secret decree from the first emperor half a year ago was issued at the same time, the crown prince ascended the throne, and the Empress Dowager Sheng had the power to handle military and state affairs.

Overnight, everything seemed to have changed.

Now the emperor has only been away for half a month, and she has nightmares every night, but what she does are all such red-faced dreams.

It's a real shame.

Sheng Baoling is the granddaughter of the First Empress Dowager, who lost her mother when she was young.

Entered the palace for the first time at the age of seven, and stayed with Queen Mother Fan for half a month. At the age of 12, Queen Mother Fan married the 12-year-old to the 30-year-old in order to stabilize the power of the Fan family in the court. Chenghe Emperor, canonized queen.

The Fan family has no girls of the right age, and Sheng Baoling is the granddaughter of the Empress Dowager Fan, and is also a pawn in the hands of the Empress Dowager Fan, a pawn that will succeed her in controlling the harem and court and bring prosperity to the Fan family.

Such an absurd move has attracted criticism from countless speech officials.

Sheng Baoling was even more frightened, until he was sent to the palace, his body was shaking.

On the day of the wedding, the hijab was lifted, looking at the husband in front of her, but she timidly called her uncle.

Emperor Chenghe was startled, and smiled gently. In the next few years, he treated her modestly, taught her to read and write, told her about the situation in the court, and even asked her to accompany her when reviewing memorials.

Maybe there is a bit of guilt, and there is also a bit of sincerity, but most of it is for the prince.

At about that time, he knew that his life was not long, and the prince was young and needed someone to help him.

Emperor Chenghe hid his strengths and bided his time for many years. While cultivating his trusted ministers, he eradicated the Queen Mother's power and suppressed his relatives Fan's family many times. The Queen Mother Fan also began to have health problems. Under the pressure of the officials, he had to return the power.

When the Empress Dowager Fan was about to die, she had told Sheng Baoling to support the little prince to take over the throne, take control of the political power, and keep the prosperity of the Fan family.

At that time, she still didn't understand that Emperor Chenghe was still young, so why did he support the little prince to ascend to the throne?
Year after year, Emperor Chenghe's body was getting weaker and weaker. Sheng Baoling accidentally overheard the imperial physician's diagnosis. His back felt cold and he fell seriously ill.

Obviously it is the biological mother and the child, the mother harms the son, and the son harms the mother, the royal family really has no half of the truth to speak of.

Recalling the past, Sheng Baoling's thoughts gradually withdrew.

Empress Dowager Fan, who used to be so powerful in the past, has gone, and now, Emperor Chenghe has also gone. This Bianjing City, I think it should be a different scene.

Footsteps sounded behind her, and Zhu'er approached slowly, "Your Majesty, the official family is here."

The little emperor walked slowly into the Hall of Compassion and Ning, and smiled flatteringly at Sheng Baoling. His face, which was five times like that of Emperor Chenghe, showed the childishness of a young man, "I wish my mother peace."

Sheng Baoling raised his hand slightly, "The emperor doesn't need to be too polite.

Her eyes fell on the little emperor who was four years younger than herself, and she didn't even realize that her palms felt a little cold.

"I heard that my mother has been unwell for the past few days. I don't know if I have called the imperial doctor today?" The little emperor was respectful, and there was a bit of concern in his voice.

Thinking of everything in the dream, a chill ran from the soles of Sheng Baoling's feet to the top of his head, and his limbs and bones were all stiff and cold.

In the dream, the filial and well-behaved little emperor in front of him imprisoned himself and tortured himself to death with all vicious means.

How many cruel instruments of torture were made to treat those officials in the DPRK and China who complained about him.

The people suffered unspeakably, mourning and complaining.

"Mother? What's the matter with you?" Seeing Sheng Baoling in a daze, with a bad expression on his face, the little emperor frowned and took a step forward.

Sheng Baoling suddenly came back to his senses, shocked to realize that it was just a dream, why did he care so much.

She pursed her lips and smiled, "I just looked at you and thought of your father."

As if reminiscing, she said slowly, "Your father loves the people like a son, and he worked diligently in politics all his life for the safety of the country and the people, do you understand?"

The little emperor was startled, and hurriedly bowed his head, "My son and minister must be like the father, who will work hard for the country, the country, and the country, love the people like a son, and will never fail the father's entrustment!"

Sheng Baoling smiled, "It's the luck of the subjects that the emperor has such a heart."

After some homely talk, the little emperor talked about the affairs of the court and asked Sheng Baoling to make a decision, but Sheng Baoling only raised a few words with a weary demeanor, and the little emperor left the Hall of Compassion and Ning.

Holding a cup of tea, Zhu'er sent it to Sheng Baoling, wondering, "What's wrong with your mother today, she doesn't seem to be as close to His Majesty as before?"

Sheng Baoling took the teacup, and glanced at Zhu'er invisibly, "The emperor is no longer a prince, and he should learn to be independent in everything, how can he still be the same as before?"

Zhu'er smiled, "Your Majesty's words are very true, it's Zhu'er who talks too much."

Sheng Baoling took two sips of tea, the emperor wanted her to listen to the government behind the curtain, but he didn't want to become the second Queen Mother Fan.

The Pearl in front of her is the eyeliner placed beside her.

Looking at Zhu'er in front of her, Sheng Baoling felt extremely irritable, and called Jian Jia who was waiting at the side, "Accompany Ai's family for a walk outside."

Zhu'er didn't keep up either, she knew that she had just talked too much.

Sheng Baoling sat in the imperial garden for a while, and Jian Jia served tea.

Suddenly heard a murmur of conversation, Jian Jia looked back, and then said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, some adults are here."

Sheng Baoling was in a trance for a while.

Only then did he recall that Emperor Chenghe had just left, and the new emperor was still young, leaving behind a lot of trifles in the court. These ministers of the auxiliary country naturally went to the palace every day to assist the young emperor in handling government affairs.

With Jian Jia's support, when Sheng Baoling stood up, those adults had already arrived here
(End of this chapter)