vstars Chapter 124 Return to the Palace
Chapter 124 Return to the Palace
The emperor didn't even look up, writing quickly, "Is there something wrong with Hongning?"
An Lingrong bowed and brought the soup to the table. "Hongning is safe. I have stewed some bird's nest. Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, so please have some."
"Hmm." A breath escaped from the emperor's nose.
Until An Lingrong served the bird's nest, the emperor did not look up and had no intention of eating it.
An Lingrong said, "I heard that Concubine Fang had a miscarriage. I wanted to send some gifts to her, but I have no channels. I hope Your Majesty will approve it."
The emperor then raised his eyes and asked, "How did you know?"
"Everyone in the palace is talking about this, so I must know about it."
The emperor nodded, it made sense.
If you have your own source of information, you will not be without channels.
"There is nothing missing in the garden. If there is anything missing, I will send you a good one. You don't have to worry about it." The emperor said lightly.
An Lingrong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she clutched her handkerchief tightly. "The things I want to send you were given to me by Your Majesty when I had a difficult childbirth. Imperial Physician Lin has examined them all and they are all excellent blood-tonifying medicines. I am not by Your Majesty's side, but I just want to do my part for you."
An Lingrong combed her bangs to reveal her pretty face. Her voice was slightly hoarse, and her neither humble nor arrogant appearance added a sense of dignity.
The emperor glanced up and caught a glimpse of this scene. He was quite surprised and finally looked her in the eye. "The feng shui of the Forbidden City is good for people. You have become much more dignified."
An Lingrong pursed her lips. Seeing that the emperor had no intention of agreeing, she said, "Your Majesty, Hongning cannot leave me. I will take my leave first."
Not until the palace door, which was shining with bright light, closed did the emperor look up, filled with emotion.
It would be great if all concubines could be as obedient as Jiang Ruyin and An Lingrong.
At the end of August in the Old Summer Palace, the summer heat gradually dissipated and the autumn wind suddenly rose. An inconspicuous sedan chair was slowly moving along the long palace road. Zhen Huan sat in the middle of it, her hands folded on her knees, but her slightly trembling fingertips revealed the waves in her heart. She looked straight ahead, in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The moment she entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Zhen Huan felt a wave of daze, memories of the past flooding back to her. She walked step by step towards the Emperor, tears welling in her eyes, like dangling dewdrops, reflecting her heart-wrenching longing.
When she saw the emperor, she opened her lips slightly and said in a choked voice: "Your Majesty, every day I stay in the Old Summer Palace, I miss you, worry about your health, and hope that your plans will be successful." The deep affection and sorrow in her words filled the air in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity with a bit of melancholy.
The emperor sat on the dragon throne, his face showing concern, but his heart was heavy. His thoughts were completely focused on Jiang Ruyin.
Because of his frail body, he could not bear the bumpy journey and had to return to the palace a little later. He was torn between feeling touched and satisfied with Zhen Huan and worrying about Jiang Ruyin and the child who was destined to remain unborn.
"If evil invades righteousness, I will never survive alone." Zhen Huan's words were still ringing in his ears, and the emperor finally embraced Zhen Huan in his arms.
At this time, at the side door, Concubine Jing, Concubine Qian, Concubine Xin and Concubine Gong were waiting for Jiang Ruyin's arrival.
The autumn wind gently blew through their skirts and hair, bringing a hint of coolness, and several people looked forward to it.
Finally, Jiang Ruyin's sedan chair slowly arrived. The curtain was lifted, and her pale face appeared before everyone.
Jingpin was the first to greet him and said softly, "It must have been a hard journey. Looking at your face, you must be exhausted."
Concubine Xin followed up with, "Yes, although the journey back to the palace is not long, it is tiring. Let's get up the sedan chair and go back to rest first. We can talk later if we have anything to say."
An Lingrong seemed to want to say something, but she didn't. She just said, "Go back first."
Her pale face wasn't fake; the medication that stimulated uterine bleeding was indeed harmful. With both Qi and blood deficient, Jiang Ruyin still felt weak despite consuming countless tonics.
So he returned to Yongshou Palace, and as soon as he touched the bed, Jiang Ruyin fell asleep.
It was not until sunset that Jiang Ruyin woke up.
Fu Qiu lifted the bed curtain and helped Jiang Ruyin get up.
"He feels much better after resting, and his lips have regained color." Fu Qiu was worried and sighed.
Suochun stared at the harmonious mandarin duck pattern on the bed curtains in a trance, and suddenly said, "This bed curtain has been used for a long time. Your Majesty must be tired of it. Let me change it."
Jiang Ruyin was dizzy from sleep, rubbing his temples and said, "No need, it has its own use there, why do you dislike it?"
Suo Chun nodded, "I understand."
After washing up, Hongxuan couldn't wait any longer and rushed over to hug Jiang Ruyin's thighs.
Jiang Ruyin stroked the soft hair on Hongxuan's head and said softly, "Be good, Hongxuan. Mother has no strength. Are you missing her?"
Hongxuan obediently let go of her hand, and instead took Jiang Ruyin's hand and led her to sit at the table. "Hongxuan misses mother every day, but Hongxuan can't let mother not rest well."
These days Jiang Ruyin had almost no strength to get out of bed. Even though Hongxuan was young, he noticed it, but he kept it in his heart and comforted himself.
Jiang Ruyin was touched and held Hongxuan to sit on her lap. "My Hongxuan is so kind. Didn't you wait for mother without eating?"
Hongxuan's eyes widened, his hands intertwined, one hand unconsciously pinching the other's little finger, "Actually, I also ate some pastries, but I'm still hungry. I need mother to eat with me."
Jiang Ruyin laughed and ordered a bundle of winter cloth for the meal.
Several warming and nourishing meals and Hongxuan’s favorite red bean and yam dumpling soup.
Hongxuan used a small spoon to feed Jiang Ruyin's mouth, "Mother, you have worked hard, have something sweet."
Jiang Ruyin followed his hand and put the small spoon into her mouth. Shu Dong quickly got a new spoon for Hongxuan.
Seeing Jiang Ruyin swallow it, Hongxuan picked up the small bowl and enjoyed it with satisfaction.
Every few sips, he would pick up some spinach, pumpkin or something for Jiang Ruyin with his chopsticks, as if he was afraid that Jiang Ruyin was not eating enough.
Hongxuan ate slowly and often picked up his chopsticks. With Jiang Ruyin's deliberate waiting, the dinner was finally finished half an hour later.
If Yuan Beishan hadn't come to pass on the message, An Lingrong would have come and the matter would have been delayed even longer.
Asking Hongxuan to go back to his room to rest first, Jiang Ruyin received An Lingrong with the same smile.
Seeing that Jiang Ruyin looked much better, An Lingrong breathed a sigh of relief. "I was worried about disturbing the Majesty's rest, but now it seems I've come at the perfect time."
"I didn't realize it before, but during this time when I was bedridden, I realized that Hongxuan had grown a lot."
Speaking of children, An Lingrong's expression visibly relaxed. "Yes, children always grow up without you noticing. A few days ago, Hongning called me mother. I heard it so clearly, and I'm so happy that I'm about to die."
Jiang Ruyin nodded repeatedly, "Hongxuan also called people when he was one year old. The two brothers are also destined to be together. I put a lot of thought into it back then, and it shows that my sister did her best."