Chapter 102: Outsmarted Retreat (Recommendations Welcome)

The First Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty Memories of Fried Steamed Buns 2269 words 2026-04-01 17:09:55

Concubine Wang had already arrived at the rear palace.

“Who dares to make such a ruckus here in the Great Celebration Hall?” The Empress Dowager’s stern voice echoed through the chamber.

Seeing the Empress Dowager present, Concubine Wang was not surprised. With a bright smile, she bowed gracefully and said, “Greetings, Your Majesty. It is quite late—why have you not yet returned to the palace?”

These people all pretended ignorance despite their deep dislike for Concubine Wang. Yet the Empress Dowager patiently replied, “The Emperor is ill. As his mother, I cannot rest easy, so I came to check on him. But as for you, Concubine Wang, I wonder what winds have blown you here.”

The Empress Dowager and Concubine Wang had long been at odds. All along, the Empress Dowager had been suppressed by Wang’s influence. Now that Zhao Huan had ascended the throne, she finally glimpsed hope, but she had not expected such an unfortunate incident so soon.

“Like Your Majesty, I heard the Emperor was gravely ill. I could not help but come to pay my respects. Though the Emperor is not my son by birth, he is still the Emperor, and I am his mother in title. It is only proper that I come to see him,” Concubine Wang said with a voice neither warm nor cold.

“There is no need to visit now. The Emperor has already retired. If you truly wish to see him, wait until he awakens tomorrow,” the Empress Dowager ordered, signaling her intentions for Concubine Wang to leave.

“Your Majesty, I have come all this way. You must allow me to see the Emperor; otherwise, I shall not rest. He is in this very room. If I could just take a glance, I would feel at ease.” Concubine Wang spoke as she prepared to push inside.

“Foolish woman! This is the Great Celebration Hall, not your Yong’an Palace. You cannot go wherever you please!” The Empress Dowager’s voice rose in anger as she saw Wang trying to force her way in.

Seeing the Empress Dowager’s anger, Wang showed no fear. In truth, the anger was merely a vent for her own underlying fear. “Your Majesty, though the Emperor is your child, he is the sovereign of us all. Now that he is injured, it is our duty as his subjects to visit him. Even if you try to stop me, you won’t succeed.”

She stepped forward again, intent on entering.

The Empress Dowager grew desperate. She could not believe Wang’s audacity, disregarding her objections and attempting to barge in. She quickly instructed the maids on either side, “Stop her at once! Do not let her disturb the Emperor’s rest.”

“Concubine, you cannot go in!” Two young maids moved to intercept Wang.

With a sharp slap, Concubine Wang struck one of the maids hard across the face, cursing, “Who do you think you are, daring to stop me? Do you believe I won’t have you dragged out and executed?”

The slap rang loud and clear. Though it landed on the maid’s face, it was the Empress Dowager’s dignity that was truly bruised.

“What do you mean by this, Concubine Wang?” The Empress Dowager’s face darkened.

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