Prince Yonglian was the same; he couldn't have died at any other time, but he had to die at the same time.
Jin Xiangling doesn't even dare to imagine how the Emperor would feel if he heard she was pregnant.
The emperor will definitely not reflect on his own mistakes, so the only one at fault is her.
Fortunately, it wasn't the mourning period, and Prince Yonglian was too young to be expected to observe mourning for younger generations like them. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for her to keep the baby.
"Wen Yu, take our prescription and present it as a grand gift to the Empress Dowager."
Jin Xiangling gritted her teeth, thinking to herself that this was the first time she had felt so aggrieved. After thinking it over, she realized that the easiest thing for her to do was to shift the blame elsewhere.
Nowadays, if anyone in the harem becomes pregnant, the only one who would make the Empress feel threatened and abandon her is someone who can threaten the Empress's position.
Niu Hulu's family, Hui concubine.
Tsk, they really got off easy.
...
Palace affairs are always complicated. Not long after Prince Yonglian's death, Fucha Jinyi adjusted her emotions and began to perform rituals and write scriptures to pray for her son's well-being.
Meanwhile, Prince Yongzhang, who was already delirious from the fever, somehow ran out of Xianfu Palace and accidentally fell into a small pond in the Imperial Garden.
On a freezing cold day, a little child ran into the pool and took a cold bath.
If even adults can withstand such a stark contrast between extremes, let alone young children.
Prince Yongzhang was rescued and immediately developed a fever.
Consort Chun, Su Jingtong, cried miserably and fainted several times in a short period of time. It was heartbreaking to see, especially for the concubines with children, who were all moved to tears.
Yes, that seems to be the case on the surface, especially with Empress Fucha Jin Yi, who treats Consort Chun as a confidante, not only personally comforting her but also sending her gifts.
Consort Chun did not disappoint the Empress's efforts. She seized the opportunity to climb the social ladder, and within a month, Xianfu Palace and Changchun Palace became closely connected. Consort Chun became a favorite of the Empress, and even Hongli spent more time visiting Xianfu Palace.
Of course, the price for doing this was that Prince Yongzhang did not survive the cold.
Chen Yuwei still remembers that Yongzhang's little face was burning red. In less than a few days, he followed in Yonglian's footsteps. He didn't even get to receive the religious ceremony that Yonglian had. He was just put into a coffin and carried out of Xianfu Palace.
In such a short time, Hongli lost two sons. Even though the two sons each had their own shortcomings, at least they were of the right gender.
Rumors, which had been quiet for a long time, began to circulate again among the people. Some said that Hongli had angered the heavens, while others said that Hongli's ascension to the throne was illegitimate, which made Hongli's already bad reputation even worse.
Emperor Hongli was furious at the absurd rumors, but he had no choice but to order the arrest of a group of people. However, a few days later, new rumors emerged and intensified, giving the impression that the Qing Dynasty was insecure.
Finally, on the advice of his court officials, Hongli first executed a group of people with severe punishments, then issued an edict of self-reproach, explaining that it was his own fault. He went on and on, including all the bad things that had happened that year, and only then was he able to barely exonerate himself.
Therefore, Hongli held an exceptionally low-key New Year's banquet that year, even saving on red silk and lanterns for decorations, determined not to give any outside forces the slightest opportunity to attack his reputation.
Unfortunately, despite all that effort, those outside forces still showed no mercy when it came to smearing us.
Hongli: ...
Hongli was so angry he turned into a pufferfish. He decided to ignore it completely and handed over all authority to the officials in charge of government affairs in the capital, and would no longer pay attention to it.
Meanwhile, Jin Xiangling of Qixiang Palace was more than five months pregnant. The imperial physician in charge of taking her pulse confirmed that she was carrying a boy.
boy?
Jin Xiangling's eyes lit up. After having the imperial physician escorted away, she asked Wen Yu how things were going with Consort Hui.
Wen Yu hesitated, but Consort Hui remained unresponsive. She had already fed her everything she was supposed to drink.
"waste!"
These two words can be used to insult Consort Hui, or to insult Wen Yu.
Jin Xiangling clenched her fingers, supporting her already protruding belly, and decided to add fuel to the fire.
"If one doesn't work, then bring in more. Didn't we send in three Niohuru clan members? Let them all try it out."
Pregnancy is a blessing that most people can only dream of. She helped Niohuru without considering the consequences, and Niohuru should rightfully regard her as her savior.
It's bad enough that they went to the Empress Dowager and the Niohuru clan chief to ask for benefits without verifying their identities, but if these three Niohuru clan members don't live up to her expectations, she will be even more ruthless.
Wen Yu was terrified by Jin Xiangling's ruthlessness. She nodded haphazardly, thinking to herself that it was fortunate that she had made plans earlier and arranged for the people from the Imperial Household Department to come out.
Even now, through the hands of these people, it is still possible to secretly slip the medicine into the other party's food.
However, this approach is not a long-term solution; the medicine must be administered more thoroughly.
After weighing the pros and cons in her mind, Wen Yu decided to go all out, spending real money on all the medicinal materials to ensure their effectiveness.
With such a generous gesture, it would be impolite not to get pregnant.
Another month passed, and with Jin Xiangling on the verge of exploding in anger, Wen Yu finally discovered some clues.
"Are you telling the truth? Are you really pregnant?"
Jin Xiangling slammed her hand on the table, completely ignoring the pain in her palm, and stared intently at Wen Yu.
Wen Yu gritted her teeth and nodded, "Your Majesty, it's almost certainly true."
"Jin Guiren has the same symptoms as you in early pregnancy, and her period is several days late." If nothing unexpected happens, she is pregnant.
You should know that for a concubine to enter the palace, she had to go through layers of selection.
Unhealthy? You wouldn't even be able to get in.
Despite the fact that all the concubines in the imperial harem were of different appearances and had various styles and tastes, if we were to categorize them solely by their physical attributes, they would definitely be the epitome of those who were most likely to have offspring.
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