The Ninth Prince smiled and took the Sixth Princess' hand as he entered the palace. He asked, "Where is Mother?"
"Mother is worshiping Buddha in the small Buddhist temple." said the Sixth Princess.
Shan Jieyu was worshipping Buddha in the small Buddhist temple. Her son had only been away for a few days, but she felt that it was an extremely long time. She didn't know if his hidden illness could be cured, and she didn't know if he had seen his little son.
Concubine Shan suppressed her uneasy mood and calmly came to the main hall.
Due to long-term worship of Buddha, Shan Jieyu has a strong sandalwood scent. She looks calm, but there is always something dark in her eyes. She has fair skin and delicate features. Even though she is middle-aged, she still has the charm of her youth.
She wore a half-new dark green jacket, a moon-white flowered skirt, a pearl hairpin in her hair, and a light makeup. She didn't look like the concubines in the palace who were competing for beauty, but more like an ordinary woman in the folk.
The Ninth Prince bowed to her, then sat down and told her about what he had seen and heard in the temple. He also gave Shan Jieyu a string of Buddhist beads that had been blessed by the abbot of Lingyin Temple, and also gave her a few straw crickets and a small basket that he had bought for the Sixth Princess.
After they talked for a while, they asked the nanny to take the sixth princess out to play.
When there was no one else in the room, the Ninth Prince whispered to Concubine Shan, "Mother, I saw Little Eleven very clearly this time, and I heard him speak and write poems with my own ears. He looks a lot like you, even more than I do, and he is very talented, with good handwriting and poetry. Moreover, he is very happy... I feel that even if he grew up in the palace, he would not be so happy and blessed..."
Shan Jieyu cried as she listened, and finally had to cover her mouth with a handkerchief to prevent her crying from being heard.
Shan Jieyu is 40 years old this year. She was raised in the Yuan family until she was 12 years old when her family suffered a devastating disaster. Except for her who was rescued, everyone else died, including the newborn baby.
She was sent to Lingnan to live for three years. The family she was fostered in was a small merchant in the town, and she lived there as a distant relative of this family. It was said that all her family members died in a plague, and she was alone and had no choice but to come to seek refuge with distant relatives.
It took her three full years to go from the fear of being beheaded to the relief of finally being rescued, and from the sadness of losing her loved ones to having the confidence to live on, until she finally truly accepted this identity and fell in love with the son of this family.
Three years was not a long time, but she accepted all the changes. She thought she would take root there, live peacefully and happily with the dark and strong young man, have children, and let the blood of the Yuan family live there in another form.
When she was full of hope for the future, she was suddenly taken back to the capital.
She then learned that the prince, her only blood relative in the world, had been murdered. The emperor wanted her to give birth to a son for him, and wanted someone with Yuan family blood to inherit the throne.
The emperor wanted her to be a tool for him to "atone his sins", or perhaps a living dead.
She hated the dog emperor who killed her family, but the dog emperor was already dead. Although the current emperor helped her family to avenge and saved her, she still hated him. If he had not insisted on marrying her cousin, her family would not have suffered such a disaster.
She knew that she had no choice but to obey.
From then on, she not only lost her identity, but also her self and her aspirations. That big cage not only imprisoned her body, but also her heart.
Fortunately, God had a good heart. She only received the emperor's favor twice and successfully gave birth to a son.
After she gave birth to her son, she never saw the emperor again until her son was sixteen years old.
The mother and son lived peacefully in Luoxia Palace. They didn't care if they were looked down upon or bullied.
As her son grew up, he became closer and closer to her. When her son was six years old, the emperor appointed General Chu's son as his study partner. She was rescued from prison by General Chu, so she knew that General Chu was the emperor's man. Seeing the Chu family becoming more and more powerful and her son becoming more and more intelligent, she once again began to yearn for life.
If that man died and his son really became emperor, that would not be bad.
Unexpectedly, when his son was thirteen years old, he was beaten to a pulp by a wicked person. General Chu was also framed and became a royal consort, and his career was completely ruined.
She was so sad that she wanted to die. Later, she gradually came to her senses. Since her son was disabled, she didn't have to fight for the throne, and maybe she could live well. It was good for the mother and son to depend on each other and no longer have to worry.
Later, she learned that the emperor and the Chu family were looking for a miracle doctor and miracle medicine to cure her son, and she began to yearn for it again. However, she was exhausted by the disappointments she encountered.
When her son was sixteen, he married the prince's wife and concubine. She also realized that her son not only had a disabled leg, but also had a broken foundation.
That year, the emperor appeared before her again and favored her again.
She unexpectedly became pregnant again at the "advanced age" of 33. In order to avoid complications, she was sent to a nunnery, saying that it was to pray for the sick queen mother. When she gave birth again, she gave birth to a "stillborn baby".
Her heart was dead. Even if the emperor gave the Sixth Princess to her to raise, she would be calm. If it weren't for her eldest son, she really wanted to become a nun.
At that time, she thought that if she had not had any yearning, she would not be so miserable. She was a living dead, and she did not deserve such a luxury as "yearning".
However, last year, two great happiness came to her one after another, and she felt so happy that she was dreaming. First, she learned that Master Wuzhi was willing to save her son and found a magic medicine to cure his illness. Then she learned that the stillbirth was actually fake, and her youngest son was still alive...
Shan Jieyu cried for a while and then stopped, and asked, "You only talked about Xiaoyi and didn't talk about yourself. How is the emperor? Is the disease cured?"
The Ninth Prince's face flushed slightly, and he smiled and said, "It should be cured."
Shan Jieyu was so happy that she started crying again. After crying for a while, she clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, your illness has been cured, it's really great." She then hurriedly said, "Go back quickly, mother wants to have a grandson next year."
Before the Ninth Prince left, he handed a small purse to Concubine Shan, which contained a lock of Little Eleven's hair.
Shan Jieyu lay on the bed, smelling the lock of hair over and over again, and finally put the hair on her chest before she gradually fell asleep.
The next day, when she woke up, she put her hair into the purse again, put the purse in her arms, and also kept her little baby on her chest.
At this time, Chen Dabao was laughing and joking with Chen Afu. He came to the main courtyard to eat, and the two little ones in Chen Afu's stomach were doing somersaults, making Chen Afu feel a little uncomfortable.
When Dabao heard that his younger brother or sister was tumbling in his mother's belly, he put his hands on his mother's belly. Sure enough, he felt the belly bulging here and there, and he was very happy.
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