Chen Yuwei couldn't understand it. After all, who would have thought that all of this was just something Jin Xiangling did because she didn't like him?
It's not entirely accurate to say that Jin Xiangling disliked him; rather, it was more about Jin Xiangling's restless and uneasy heart.
Jin Xiangling's ambition was among the greatest of all the women in the harem, and she always had a high sense of self-esteem.
Whether it was the timing of Huang Wanyu's entry into the household or her investiture in the palace, she hit Jin Xiangling's Achilles' heel perfectly.
Jin Xiangling couldn't tolerate Huang Wanyu continuing to act so arrogantly in front of her, which was the real reason why Jin Xiangling chose to take action.
After all, the people Jin Xiangling had gathered and won over were all just supporting characters to Jin Xiangling. Huang Wanyu couldn't possibly follow Jin Xiangling's lead in everything. Would Jin Xiangling be so foolish as to simply find herself a leader? It's obvious that's impossible.
What makes Jin Xiangling even more ruthless is that the trap she set for Huang Wanyu was incredibly vicious.
The offspring conceived using this formula would appear perfectly normal even to ordinary imperial physicians. However, if the offspring could not be born safely, it would aggressively damage the woman's body and arbitrarily consume the mother's nutrients.
Once Huang Wanyu aborts this pregnancy, it won't be long before she experiences long-term health problems.
Regardless of whether her lifespan was affected, it would certainly be difficult for her to conceive easily again, since Jin Xiangling fed Huang Wanyu a generous amount.
Chen Yuwei knew nothing about these inside details.
Therefore, Chen Yuwei was in a situation she couldn't understand, and this matter was not limited to Chen Yuwei; others, including Fucha Jinyi of Changchun Palace and Huifa Nara Tanyin of Yonghe Palace, were also confused.
They ultimately attributed the matter to Huang Wanyu's desire to take things further.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the other party would choose to become pregnant during the late emperor's mourning period.
Huang Wanyu must be a fool to deliberately do something that is clearly impossible.
"Isn't it good to have fools? The more people like that there are, the more at ease I will feel."
In the main hall of Changchun Palace, Fucha Jinyi finished dealing with the accounts sent by the Imperial Household Department, rubbing her forehead as she complained to Dong Han.
Dong Han smiled, holding the hand warmer that Fucha Jinyi didn't want to use.
"Your Highness, Consort Yi is temporarily unable to leave her residence. I heard that her health is not recovering well."
Fucha Jinyi opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze sweeping lightly across the dimly lit inner room.
“A miscarriage is harmful to the body, let alone when the person actually broke their leg.”
Adding insult to injury, such an action should definitely be planned until the weather warms up.
Dong Han curled her lip. "She chose her own path. I don't think Consort Yi is making a bad deal out of this."
Not only are they not making a profit, but it actually looks like they've lost a lot of money.
She dared to use her body as a bargaining chip, and in the end, she obtained the rank of Consort Yi.
Fucha Jinyi nodded in agreement. That's right. On the surface, Huang Wanyu only received the title of Consort Yi, and nothing else.
"Never mind that, send the accounts I've settled back to the Imperial Household Department."
As for Yonglian's place, the selection of personnel must be very careful, as the Prince's residence has been rarely occupied in recent years.
"Send someone to clean it up first, then send Yonglian over."
With a sigh, Fucha Jinyi's eyes were filled with worry, reluctance, and a sense of relief and emotion.
Feeling both relieved and gratified that Yonglian was finally leaving to take on responsibilities independently, Fucha Jinyi worried and reluctant to part with him because Yonglian's health was still very weak. If possible, she would not mind keeping Yonglian at Changchun Palace for a while longer.
Unfortunately, it doesn't work.
The Emperor has already opened a study room, and the eldest prince, Yonghuang, has been studying there since last year.
Yonglian was born of the eldest son and was two years younger than Yonghuang. The competition between them was more intense than that between Yonghu and Yonglian.
Fucha Jinyi cannot afford to lag behind in this regard, especially since the Emperor has high hopes for Yonglian.
Since entering the palace, Fucha Jinyi has been even busier than when she was in the Prince's residence.
He spends even less time resting on weekdays, and has even less time to pay attention to his own son, Yonglian.
Yonglian was born in the eighth year of the Yongzheng Emperor's reign, and is now seven years old.
According to palace rules, Yonglian should have moved to the Prince's quarters to live alone after entering the palace last year.
Unfortunately, Yonglian's health had always been poor, and Fucha Jinyi was too busy to spare any time at that time.
As a last resort, Fucha Jinyi pleaded with the Emperor to allow Yonglian to stay in Changchun Palace for another six months.
The time has come, and Yonglian will be going to the elder brother's residence in early March.
Upon hearing her mistress mention Prince Yonglian, Donghan immediately nodded in agreement, "Your Majesty, rest assured, this servant understands."
Whether it was the selection of people to accompany Prince Yonglian or the problems that had existed for a long time, Donghan was on high alert to deal with them.
Fucha Jinyi smiled and said, "Go and make the arrangements. This matter cannot be delayed."
Even though Yonglian's health wasn't fully recovered, he still had to go to the study.
Yonglian was the legitimate son, and if he could not gain the emperor's approval, his future life would be unimaginable.
Fucha Jinyi was well-versed in history and understood the consequences of a legitimate son not being able to ascend the throne. The fate of the deposed crown prince during the Kangxi era was a recent example, and Fucha Jinyi was determined not to let Yonglian follow in his footsteps.
Upon hearing this, Dong Han replied, "This servant understands."
The sound of footsteps faded from Fucha Jinyi's ears, leaving her alone in the entire hall.
She got up from the octagonal table and, instead of returning to the inner room, went to the window with a crack for ventilation.
Early February is a time when grass grows and birds fly, and spring returns to the earth.
As a result of a sudden cold snap in spring, the women in the harem were still unable to take off their winter clothes and put on spring clothes.
With her arms wrapped tightly around herself, Fucha Jinyi exhaled softly, her face calm, her thoughts unreadable.
...
"Such a beautiful day, Yonghu, why don't you want to come out with your mother?"
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