The Empress Wants a Divorce Every Day

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Who Are You?

The more Rong Che thought about it, the angrier he got. Having no one to vent his anger on, he rushed to the Empress’s palace.

The Little Emperor Rong Che’s true choice for Empress was Han Ziyan, but due to his marriage contract with Feng Qing, he had no choice but to make Feng Yao the Empress.

Although Feng Yao was not as good as Ziyan, she was much better than Feng Qing.

However, Feng Yao’s position in Rong Che’s heart could never compare to Han Ziyan. He had grown up with Han Ziyan and liked her very much.

Rong Che turned green at the thought that Ziyan would be taken into the Regent Prince Mansion in ten days. That was the woman he had always had his eye on; how could she enter the Regent Prince Mansion?

Upon hearing Rong Che’s words, Feng Yao felt both jealous and bitter. How could she be happy that her man liked another woman?

Feng Yao, with teary eyes and feeling wronged, said, ”Your Majesty, it is the Empress Dowager’s decree, how could I stop it? Besides, Princess Guangling also agreed, she willingly entered the Regent Prince Mansion as a concubine.”

Upon hearing Feng Yao’s words, Rong Che’s face momentarily darkened. He had long known that Ziyan liked Rong Ling and not him.

This only made him more furious. If it weren’t for Rong Ling’s existence, Ziyan would not have been unwilling to enter the palace. So, in the end, it was all Rong Ling’s fault.

A Regent King dare to be more important than him, the Emperor. The worst part is that even though he’s come of age, the Regent still hasn’t relinquished power but holds onto it firmly.

Damn it, damn it.

Ziyan liked Rong Ling, wasn’t it because he had a high position and wielded power? If he held the power, Ziyan would surely like him too.

The more Rong Che thought about it, the angrier he got, and he turned and strode quickly out of Yuluan Palace, with Feng Yao repeatedly calling after him: ”Your Majesty, Your Majesty, come back to me.”

Unfortunately, Rong Che left without looking back, leaving Feng Yao to cry bitterly. The chief palace maid, Yunxiang, quickly said, ”Madam, you need to coax the Emperor more these days, strive to conceive a child as soon as possible. If you can bear a Prince, your position will be secured. Otherwise, your position is unstable.”

Feng Yao naturally understood this reasoning, but Rong Che was indeed infuriating.

”Madam, don’t be angry, coax the Emperor later, it will be fine.”

Feng Yao felt extremely vexed, thinking that she might as well have married the Regent Rong Ling since Prince seemed to fancy her a bit, otherwise why would he have demoted her mother to a lowly concubine in a fit of anger?

As Feng Yao pondered, she recalled something: In her past life, around this time, the Regent Prince seemed to have already died. How did he die?

In the Purple Bamboo Pavilion of the Regent Prince Mansion, Feng Qing had been speaking for nearly two full hours, speaking until she was parched and exhausted.

But the man listening showed a full face of interest, not a bit tired, but appeared more invigorated the more he listened.

As Feng Qing yawned incessantly at the end to show how tired she was, she hoped the listener would take the hint.

”When a person is angry, there are many expressions. A slightly stagnant expression indicates displeasure. If very angry, the face turns cold. Even an introverted person will show coldness emanating from them like the Prince... ”

By the end, Feng Qing was nodding off like a little chick, not even knowing what she was talking about anymore.

The man who had been sitting in front suddenly stood and walked over to her side, softly whispering, ”Who are you?”

Feng Qing, a bit dazed, instinctively replied, ”I am Feng Qing.”

”Then how do you know these things?”

”I learned it.”

”Where did you learn it?”