She is Shen Jiayi, the cherished daughter of a modern conglomerate, who is kidnapped and dies in a car accident, only to be reborn into the body of Suozhuolun Wanyi, a low-ranking concubine in the ...
"That's only right, Consort should rest more."
Physician He avoided Consort Zhang's polite greetings, after all, he was just an ordinary physician, and Consort Zhang could crush him like an ant.
"Yu Ling, see Imperial Physician He off on my behalf." Consort Zhang winked at Yu Ling.
"Please come this way, Physician He."
Yu Ling led Physician He downstairs, and secretly slipped him a small bag. Physician He weighed it in his hand; it was light and flimsy, indicating that it contained silver notes. He happily wrote out a prescription for Consort Zhang to prevent miscarriage and also told Yu Ling many taboos.
"These leisurely days are numbered."
Wanyi held a fan in her hand and waved it back and forth, as if looking at Yonghe Palace through the gauze window. She had just learned that someone from Consort Wuya's side had contacted Tianxiang and put some things in the tea room.
"It's as if you're saying how busy you are usually, my lady," Hongxiu teased, unable to bear seeing Wanyi so sad.
"Alright, stop interrupting. Since Uya wants to play, let's play along!" Anyway, she's just sitting there.
"Yes, my lady," Hongxiu replied helplessly.
Time passed slowly, and Wanyi thought that Consort Wuya would make a move soon, but she didn't expect her to be so patient. It was already July, and the harem was still peaceful, so peaceful that it was frightening.
"My lady, I've been getting up at night more and more frequently lately. Perhaps I should ask the imperial physician for a solution tomorrow? If this continues, it might harm the prince."
Seeing how hard Consort Ulanara was working, Lingzhi couldn't bear it and said, "The imperial physician has already prescribed some calming medicine, but all medicines have some toxicity, so Consort Ulanara doesn't dare to use too much. She can only endure this."
"Yes, it's been a bit tough, but as long as the child is alright, that's all that matters."
Consort Ulanara said helplessly that this pregnancy was particularly difficult for her. In the early stages, she suffered from severe morning sickness, and as her belly grew larger, she frequently had to get up at night, and her feet also became swollen.
"Yes, Your Highness, please rest a little longer! It will be dawn in two more hours." Lingzhi helped Consort Ulanara to bed and covered her with a quilt.
“It’s true that every pregnancy is different. I’ve seen Consort Zhang eat and sleep well. I heard that she also has a bowl of Yanwan soup every day. This bird’s nest is made by stewing more than a dozen kinds of nourishing ingredients together.”
“One kind of rice feeds a hundred kinds of people, something we can’t envy.” Consort Ulanara also felt that Consort Zhang’s pregnancy was very easy.
“My lady, we don’t envy Consort Zhang. I heard from the servants that Consort Zhang’s baby is a princess. Only a princess would be so considerate and feel sorry for her mother!”
Consort Ulanara understood Lingzhi's meaning: she meant that she was carrying a prince, and only boys would be so restless.
"Well, I'll sleep a little longer. You should go and rest too!"
"Yes, I'll leave once you're asleep."
Lingzhi tucked the quilt in a little tighter. There were two plates of ice in the room, so it was a bit chilly. Therefore, Consort Ulanara had to cover herself with a thin quilt.
The next day, Wanyi got up lazily. Today was the first day of the eighth month, and she needed to gather at Chuxiu Palace and then go to Cining Palace to pay her respects. Wanyi, who was used to getting up late, had to force herself to get up.
"I haven't seen Sister Suo Zhuolun for a while, and I think she's become even more beautiful." Consort Wang saw Wanyi approaching. She hadn't looked at her carefully before, but now she found her to be very beautiful. No wonder she was favored by the Emperor.
"Greetings, Consort Ma Jia, and Consort Yehenara."
Wanyi ignored the sarcastic and unfriendly Consort Wang and only gave a polite bow to the two women who were of slightly higher rank than herself.
"Greetings, Consort Suo Zhuolun." After exchanging greetings, they fell silent, but soon Consort Tong arrived.
"I heard that Consort Suozhuolun and Consort Borjigit have both planted rice on Yuquan Mountain. I wonder what the expected harvest will be!"
Consort Tong learned about the situation after Wanyi and the others returned, and heard that she had gone crazy with it. However, the part about the assassin was silenced by Emperor Kangxi.
"Your Highness, this was just something I found interesting. There happened to be some empty rice paddies, so I thought I'd experience the hardships of farming firsthand."
Consort Borjigit had already gone to Cining Palace on her own, so the only one being questioned here was Consort Wanyi.
"I've also heard that you and Consort Borjigit have gone too far. The Empress Dowager sent the two of you to take care of the Emperor, but you two just went sightseeing and left the Emperor behind. Is this how you take care of the Emperor?"
The Empress Dowager originally intended to hold Wanyi accountable, but upon learning that she had taken a knife for the Emperor, she not only refrained from punishing her but also bestowed upon her a great deal of tonic. It was only after hearing this that Consort Tong decided to find fault with Wanyi, since she dared not confront the Borjigit concubine, but Wanyi did!
"Your Highness Consort Tong, His Majesty is busy with farming at Yuquan Mountain and rarely allows me to get close. His Majesty said that farming is a man's job, and since there are other men around, I've been taking walks in places where there are no other men, and His Majesty has allowed that." Do you have any objections, Consort Tong?
"Consort Zhao has arrived." Ningdong quickly reminded Consort Tong, who seemed about to say something, in a low voice.
"Greetings to Consort Zhao, may Your Majesty be well."
"Rise, all of you! The Mid-Autumn Festival is just half a month away. The Empress Dowager just sent someone to instruct that there is no need to pay respects today. I and Consort Tong will just prepare the necessary gifts for the Mid-Autumn Festival and send them to the Empress Dowager."
Consort Zhao meant that they should return to where they came from, and that she wanted to discuss matters with Consort Tong.
"This concubine will take her leave now."
Wanyi followed Yehenara Consort out of Chuxiu Palace. Wanyi, Consort Dong, Consort Ulanara, and Consort Ulanara from the Western Six Palaces walked together.
"Sister Ulanara, you look quite pale. Are you alright?"
When Consort Dong saw Consort Ulanara, she spoke with some concern. However, she wasn't truly worried about Consort Ulanara; rather, she felt she should show some concern since they had been traveling together.
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Sister Dong. I may have just walked a long way. I'll be fine after resting for a while." Consort Ulanara was indeed feeling a little unwell, but it wasn't anything serious.
"Looking at Sister Ulanara's belly, it's pointed, it must be a prince!" Consort Ulanara said with some envy. She had been pregnant before, but unfortunately she couldn't keep it. However, her words also had a provocative meaning. In this harem, who didn't want a prince?
"There's no basis to this claim. I would prefer a princess, a sweet and gentle little girl."
Although Consort Ulanara said these words, she was secretly delighted by them.
"A princess is good, but it's still better to have a prince in the harem. After all, a princess needs to guide and educate children. Sister Suo Zhuolun, don't you think so?"
When Consort Dong noticed that Wanyi hadn't spoken, she steered the conversation towards her.