152 Trapped in Captivity (3)

From Longtime Steward to Imperial Consort The Rakish Third Young Master 3587 words 2026-04-01 07:18:47

I was dragged to the Eastern Palace by two eunuchs.

Even without implicating Han Feiyue, I knew I was doomed this time.

The most troublesome thing was that everyone knew I was the only one taking care of Han Feiyue’s daily needs, with no one else assisting. So, regardless of who put the safflower in the squab soup, it was my negligence for not noticing it. No matter the reason, the child in Han Feiyue’s womb was of such noble status that the child must not be harmed.

When we arrived at the Eastern Palace, the Empress followed.

I was forced down onto a bench. Fifty lashes with the rod—whether I lived or not, I would certainly be crippled.

But what could I do now? At this moment, I was completely at a loss, unable to guess who had poisoned the food, let alone provide solid evidence.

“Mother, perhaps you should return to the Palace of Kunning to rest and investigate this matter tomorrow,” Jiang Yun suggested to the Empress.

“I am in no hurry. I will not return until I have seen this servant properly punished,” the Empress replied.

“Very well. Someone, bring a chair for Her Majesty.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

The Empress sat right in front of me, with Jiang Yun and Gong Wua standing on either side.

“Begin!” Jiang Yun commanded, and the thick wooden plank struck my backside.

“One, two, three—”

“Xiao, if you confess the truth now, I can have you spared some of this pain. I promise, no matter the truth, you will be allowed to remain whole. At this point, you know death awaits you anyway—why suffer such humiliation?” The Empress’s words seemed kindly, but they were laden with warning.

I bit my lip, sweat beading on my forehead from the pain.

I glanced at the Empress and said, “Your Majesty, this servant did not intend to harm the Crown Princess’s child, nor did she instruct me to do so. Someone deliberately wants to harm her child. Once the child in the Crown Princess’s womb dies, who stands to benefit the most? Your Majesty should start your investigation there.”

“Are you accusing me?” Gong Wua suddenly pushed aside a eunuch and snatched the rod, striking me fiercely.

“Wua, don’t lose your composure,” the Empress said calmly to Gong Wua. “This servant’s skin is thick; he won’t speak until a certain point.”

Gong Wua threw the rod back to the eunuch, wiped her hands, and said, “Aunt, no matter how tough he is, he’s still just flesh and blood. I don’t believe he can endure this. There are many forms of punishment; let him try them all—I dare say he won’t confess.”

“Hmm. If fifty lashes don’t make him talk, send him to the prison. The matrons there know how to make someone speak. This place isn’t suitable for harsher treatment—it’s the Eastern Palace, after all. Bloodshed here is inauspicious.”

“Aunt, understood. How many lashes have been given?”

A eunuch replied, “Fifteen.”

“Five lashes.”

“Your Highness, it’s fifteen.”

Gong Wua slapped the eunuch. “I said five, five! Do you not understand me?”

The eunuch hurriedly said, “Yes, yes, five, five, six, seven.”

The burning pain on my backside deepened with each strike, piercing to the bone. After a few more strokes, I felt as if my lower body no longer belonged to me.

Whether it was twenty or thirty lashes, I could no longer endure it and collapsed from the bench onto the ground. My body was weak; dizziness overwhelmed me, and my consciousness nearly faded.

“Your Majesty, he seems unable to bear it,” a eunuch reported to the Empress.

“Unable to bear it? He’s only been struck a few times! He’s pretending. Can’t you see? Continue!” Gong Wua ordered.

“Yes!”

I was dragged back to the bench, tied firmly to it, and the beating resumed.

“Thirty-five, thirty-six—”

“Stop!” At last, I heard a distant voice growing nearer, the voice I yearned to hear.

I forced my eyes open and saw a blurred figure. Though unclear, I was certain of who it was—his silhouette was unmistakable.

It was Jiang Xuan. He had come, he was here!

“Empress, what are you doing?” But before I heard Jiang Xuan’s voice, it was Lu Ning’s.

“I’m paying respects to the Empress Dowager,” Jiang Yun said.

“Wua greets the Royal Grandmother,” Gong Wua said.

“Your grandson greets the Royal Grandmother,” he added.

In this palace, the one who cared most for Han Feiyue was Lu Ning. Jiang Xuan’s arrival didn’t immediately solve the matter, but by calling Lu Ning over, perhaps there was hope for a turning point.

“Empress, explain yourself. You caused our Feiyue to lose her child. None of you visit her, yet here you vent your frustrations on a mere servant. Do you truly consider Feiyue part of your family?” Lu Ning’s voice trembled with emotion.

“Royal Grandmother, please take care. It’s my fault for failing to look after Feiyue properly, which caused her suffering and our child’s loss,” Jiang Yun bowed apologetically.

“If you know you’ve been negligent, why are you still here? Why not stay with Feiyue?” Lu Ning’s question left Jiang Yun speechless. Gong Wua stepped forward, defending, “Royal Grandmother, how can you blame the prince? It was the sister who neglected herself and this servant who was manipulated to harm the sister. The prince punishing this servant is to uncover the truth. You have misunderstood him!”

“Silence!”

“Silence!” Both Jiang Yun and Lu Ning shouted at Gong Wua to be quiet.

Then Lu Ning said, “How dare you speak here? Shut up—I don’t want to see you. If you hadn’t stirred trouble, Feiyue wouldn’t have gone to Huayang Palace. If she hadn’t gone, how would she have miscarried? What face do you have to speak?”

“Your Majesty,” the Empress defended Gong Wua. “Wua was careless, yes, but Feiyue herself admitted as much. We wanted her to move into the Eastern Palace, but she refused. She wouldn’t even go to the Cining Palace. How can this be Wua’s fault?”

“Empress!” Lu Ning’s tone hardened. “Am I forbidden from reprimanding her? Am I not allowed to criticize the Gong family? Don’t forget, this empire belongs to the Jiang family, not the Gong family.”

Lu Ning’s harsh words stunned the Empress, who quickly said, “Your Majesty, please calm down. I wouldI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.