Chapter 87 The friendship between women is especially valuable
"It would be nice if you could see her, sister." Bai Yuxin suddenly said, "She's been coming to Changchun Palace almost every day these days to ask to see you, sister, but you're not here. It seems like something important has happened."
She had a good impression of Shen Zhaohui. During the selection process, everyone lived in Chuxiu Palace. Shen was shy and would always hide away when everyone was chatting. She was a very good needlework woman and could talk to her a few times. But for some reason, she always hung out with the frivolous and hot-tempered Song Xiyue.
They are clearly two people with completely opposite personalities.
After hearing Bai Yuxin's words, Meng Yan became even more puzzled. Was it not enough for Shen to agree to please the emperor, so why did he contact her again? Was he trying to please both sides?
At that moment, she nodded and said, "Please let her in."
Yunxiang went out to pass on the message, and soon brought Shen Zhaohui in.
The two looked over and saw Shen, wearing a pink floral double-breasted shirt and an apricot pleated skirt. She walked in gently with her head lowered and taking small steps.
After entering the room, Shen agreed and bowed deeply to Meng Yan. Bai Yuxin stood up and greeted her with equal courtesy.
After the greetings were over, Meng Yan asked, "I heard that Shen promised to visit Changchun Palace recently, but what's the matter?"
Shen Zhaohui's face was filled with sorrow, her lips twitching. She suddenly fell to the ground, kneeling at Meng Yan's feet, crying and begging, "Your Highness, I beg you, please have mercy and save Concubine Song! She...she can't hold on any longer!"
Meng Yan was slightly startled, and ordered someone to pull her up from the ground. She asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Tell me slowly, don't cry!"
She always hated people who talked while crying, whose speech was unclear and who could make even the smallest things sound confusing.
Perhaps frightened by the Imperial Concubine's tone, Shen Zhaohui didn't dare to cry anymore. She could only whisper, "I came here to ask Your Majesty to save Concubine Song. Ever since she was demoted by the Emperor last time, Concubine Song now lives in a remote and shabby little house in the North Fifth Building. The house is drafty on all sides and leaks rain on cloudy days. Concubine Shen has been depressed and soon fell ill. Your Majesty, you know that she offended the Emperor before, and then offended... Your Majesty, no one in the palace is willing to help. We finally invited a doctor from the Imperial Hospital, but there is no place to get medicine. I have seen Concubine Song getting weaker and weaker these days. I am afraid that she will not be able to make it, so... so I have the courage to come to your Majesty to ask for your help."
Meng Yan had a headache. Where did this plot suddenly come from?
Song Xiyue had bullied Bai Yuxin before and contradicted her in public, so she was demoted and exiled by the emperor. She deserved it for her misfortune now.
She, Meng Yan, is not a Bodhisattva who has come to the world to save all living beings. She herself is in danger every day, so how can she have the ability to take care of these trivial matters?
However, she couldn't just kick Shen Zhaohui out. Shen Zhaohui had run into Changchun Palace seeking help, and countless people had seen her. Seeing how fragile and pitiful she looked, if she kicked her out, who knew how much she would be criticized. The imperial concubine's reputation as cold-blooded, cruel, and heartless would be firmly established.
In addition, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to her mind: this scene seemed to coincide with the plot of Song Xiyue's death in her previous life. However, Song Xiyue had not been demoted at that time, and it had nothing to do with her.
The fact that Shen Zhao Huineng came to ask for help from herself might be a form of so-called plot change. The more the plot changes, the safer she will be, right?
Meng Yan's mind raced with thoughts, leaving her speechless for a moment. Meanwhile, Shen Zhaohui trembled with fear and sobbed again.
Bai Yuxin stood up and poured her a cup of hot tea. "Drink some tea and calm your mind. The Imperial Concubine is not a man-eating tiger. There is no need to be so afraid."
Chen Zhaohui held the tea bowl, her hands shaking constantly. The edge of the bowl only touched her lips, and she didn't know whether she drank it or not.
"Mr. Shen promised, you came to me for help, don't you know why Concubine Song was demoted by the emperor? And who asked you to come to me for help?"
Meng Yan already had an idea in mind, but she first tried to trick Shen Zhaohui into thinking about it.
"It was… Concubine Lin. Concubine Lin told me that Concubine Song suffered misfortune because she had offended the Imperial Concubine. She told me that only by asking for the Imperial Concubine's forgiveness could Concubine Song be saved."
Shen Zhaohui was honest and drank it all in one breath without leaving any.
Lin Yanrong, it's you again!
In this life, I have never provoked you, but you have frequently come to trouble me. Do you really think that I, Meng Yan, am made of dough and you can knead it into a ball or flatten it as you like?
Meng Yan was a stubborn person who refused to admit defeat. Although she understood her situation and all she wanted was to stay away from the so-called destined heroine, Lin Yanrong, she had never thought of bowing down to her.
Or, it would be useless to give in. As long as she was alive, Lin Yanrong would not feel at ease.
Meng Yan suddenly remembered the situation in the cold palace in her previous life. Even though she had been sent to the cold palace, Lin Yanrong still refused to let her go and sent people to torture her every day until she could no longer bear it and took her own life.
She gently closed her eyes, took a long breath, and suppressed the anger in her heart that was getting stronger and stronger.
After a while, she opened her eyes and smiled gently at the already soul-destroying Shen Zhaohui, "Shen promised, when you went to the Yangxin Palace to see the emperor just now, did you also want to talk about this matter?"
Shen Zhaohui nodded timidly.
It can be considered a sisterhood.
Meng Yan sighed and pointed her in the right direction. "Since you've come to Changchun Palace with your request, it would be unkind of me to ignore you. However, all palace affairs are now managed by Concubine Xian. You've come to the wrong person. When you get to Jingyang Palace, there's no need to say anything else. Just inform Concubine Xian of Concubine Song's recent situation. I trust that Concubine Xian will make the final decision."
Holding power in the palace naturally brings all kinds of conveniences, but one also fears getting into trouble. Xianfei Ren Shuyi has always been a good person, so she will surely not ignore it.
After Liang Chengbi was demoted, Lu Haozhi stripped her of her authority and initially wanted Meng Yan to take charge. However, Meng Yan was afraid that if she took on the task, she would be blamed for something else. After all, the previous experience with ginger soup and rose jade cream was still fresh in her mind, so she once again refused, citing the need for chanting sutras and praying for blessings.
There were no high-ranking concubines in the harem, and Lu Haozhi had no choice but to invite the virtuous concubine who had always claimed to be ill to come out.
Ren Shuyi has always maintained a neutral attitude over the years, but she is the most suitable candidate at the moment.
Shen Zhaohui got this clear path, and her timid little face actually brightened up a bit. She quickly thanked Meng Yan and left.
"Sister is really soft-hearted. Although it's inconvenient for her to intervene, she still pointed out a way for her."
Bai Yuxin smiled, picked up the teapot and filled Meng Yan's cup with tea.
"It's not that I'm soft-hearted. I just came out of the Yangxin Palace and saw her. She said she wanted to donate the proceeds from her embroidery to the soldiers on the front lines. I thought she was trying to curry favor with the Emperor, but now it seems she's actually pleading for that Song family member. Look at how cowardly she is, yet she's running around for Song Xiyue, which shows how deep their friendship is. This is also a kind of fate between them, just like the relationship between me... and my sister."
Meng Yan said softly, and smiled at Bai Yuxin.
In this deep palace, the friendship between women is particularly precious.
Meng Yan tapped the table lightly while holding the lid of the tea bowl, but she was still wondering in her heart, what was Lin Yanrong planning by planning this?
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