Fierce Consort with Tyrant's Lavish Love

The Shattered Moon Tower was a palace that had been built on a high ground.

It was Feng Ye Yang's original intention to build the Shattered Moon Tower back then.

It was early spring and the flowers and plants were recovering.

The wind blew through the pear trees and flowers, and the garden of the Cold and Clear Palace seemed to have experienced a sky full of snow.

This city, Thousand Layered Palace.

Step by step, he walked up the bluestone staircase, and the familiar scenery once again appeared before his eyes, which made Hua Jin Ge's heart ache.

Walking through the Pear Blossom Forest, unavoidably, the top of Hua Jin Ge's shoulder was covered with snow-white petals.

At this moment, she slowly walked in this slightly cold world. Her entire body was like a flower falling from the sky, shining like a fairy walking through the snow.

Inside the main hall of the Shattered Moon Tower, on top of the Hall of Invitation, Yue Ze Wan was currently sitting on a soft couch above the main hall.

On one side was an elderly nanny carrying a baby wrapped in a brocade embroidered with dragons.

The child seemed to already be gnashing his teeth as he chattered softly. His voice was exceptionally loud in this empty great hall.

With a wet nurse carrying a child beside them, the atmosphere in the hall was very joyous.

Only, with the arrival of Hua Jin Ge, the great hall sunk into a moment of silence.

Everyone's gaze turned towards her.

What was different from when he was in the Yikun Palace's main hall was that many of these gazes were looking at him with goodwill, as well as inspecting him.

"Ge Er is here. Hurry, I'm giving you a seat."

Yue Ze Wan, who was seated on the soft couch, noticed Hua Jin Ge's arrival and quickly sent the child to the wet nurse at the side.

"Chenqie greets Consort Yue."

Hua Jin Ge slowly bowed, then respectfully bowed to Yue Ze Wan.

This courtesy was something that she had done in order to say goodbye to the past Yue Ze Wan.

From then on, she was Hua Jin Ge, and she was no longer Hua Xi Er who was on good terms with him.

"Get up, get up." Seeing Hua Jin Ge greet him, Yue Ze Wan could not help but look at him with reddened eyes, and anxiously extended his hand to help Hua Jin Ge up.

When she saw her, she couldn't help but think of her elder sister.

Little Sister Xi Er, she wasn't able to protect her in the end.

She was so upset at the news of her tragic death that she almost failed to keep the child.

Fortunately, little sister Xi Er had blessed their children with her spirit.

Thinking of this, Yue Ze Wan's eyes were already filled with tears.

Pulling Hua Jin Ge's hand, he led her into the main hall.

"Esteemed wangfei, please have some tea."

By the side, after Hua Jin Ge sat down, a palace maid served him tea.

When Hua Jin Ge reached out to take the teacup, he was stung by the cup. He could not help but stop looking at it.

If she remembered correctly, this tea set was one of her favorite tea sets that she treasured in the Changyang Hall.

It was made from the Waterless Jade on the Gobi Desert of the Western Regions. It was exchanged with a chest of gold when he was on his expedition to the Western Regions.

This Waterless Jade was very special. After a teacup was made, water at different temperatures would be poured into it, and the jade would have different colors.

After hoarding for so many years, this set of tea set's value had long since become priceless.

Just that, she remembered that she did not give Yue Ze Wan the tea set. Why would the tea set appear in her palace?

Suspicion arose in his heart, but Hua Jin Ge did not reveal any change in his expression as he received the teacup with a smile.

"Is little sister looking at the teacup?" This teacup was bestowed to me by the Emperor. Sigh, it's a pity that your sister isn't here anymore. In the past, your elder sister loved tea sets the most. Just the tea sets she collected in her palace numbered in the hundreds — "

"Empress, don't say anymore." Seeing Consort Yue bringing up Hua Xi Er, the palace maids by her side hastily stopped her from speaking.

He passed the infant to him and said, "Look at the little prince again, Emperor has already sent someone to carry him!"

"Good, good, good." Seemingly finally able to have a good hug, Yue Ze Wan anxiously replied and took the baby from the palace maid.

However, after the child landed in her hands, he started crying bitterly.

Her small arms and legs continuously kicked in her embrace.

"Appendices, don't cry. Appendices, be good. Mufei, hug me. Be good, be good …"

In the end, Consort Yue had never been a mother before, but at this moment, she was actually a little flustered.

He carelessly coaxed the child, but the child didn't buy it at all, so he still called out very loudly.

Such voices, one after another fell into Hua Jin Ge's heart, causing her to remember that day when Yue Er was crying.

It had already been many years ago, but she clearly remembered that feeling. It felt so familiar, just like now …

"Imperial Concubine, can chenqie hug the little prince?"

Hua Jin Ge suddenly stretched out his hand and asked softly.

Hearing Hua Jin Ge's question, Yue Ze Wan could not make the decision, so she looked at the palace maid who was standing at the side with a cold expression.

That palace maid solemnly nodded her head.

He agreed.

"Come, Ge Er, be careful."

Yue Ze Wan was extremely unwilling, she brought the noisy child in front of Hua Jin Ge, and looking at the child's chubby face, her eyes were filled with reluctance.

"Thank you, Empress."

Hua Jin Ge practically took the child into his arms with trembling hands and dotingly patted it lightly.

It was unknown if it was because of the way Hua Jin Ge held the child, but at this moment, the child had actually become quiet in Hua Jin Ge's arms.

"Esteemed wangfei is indeed the little prince's fated person, the little prince actually stopped crying."

When the palace maid saw Hua Jin Ge carrying the child, the child stopped crying. A few traces of approval finally appeared in her eyes, and even the cold expression on her face slightly changed.

In the days since the birth of the little prince, no matter what methods the people of the palace used, he had always been crying.

When the empress dowager saw this, she sent her personal palace maid to serve the little prince.

This palace maid had served the little prince for a long time, but she had never seen anyone who would not cry while holding the little prince. But now, he had calmed down in Hua Jin Ge's arms.

"Look, the little prince seems to be laughing!"

It was unknown who shouted this, but everyone's gaze concentrated on the infant in Hua Jin Ge's embrace.

The child's light pink lips slowly rose upwards a bit. Moreover, they slightly opened and closed, as if he was saying something.