She originally thought that her sister's affairs would be very tricky, but what the Queen Mother said today was beyond Fu Qianyu's expectations.
Lingyun had heard the conversation between the two clearly. After leaving Ci'an Palace, she asked curiously, "Your Majesty, does the Queen Mother mean that she completely trusts you?"
Fu Qianyu took a deep breath and shook her head slowly: "I can't really say. The Queen Mother has experienced two dynasties, so she naturally sees things more thoroughly than us. Let's take it one step at a time."
After that, the palace was peaceful.
At the beginning of April, the Empress Dowager issued an imperial decree, appointing Prince Gong's concubine Fu as his principal wife for her contribution in giving birth to the crown prince.
Because it was a second marriage, the etiquette was naturally not as strict as that of a wedding.
But later, someone from Prince Gong's Mansion brought in a message saying that Prince Gong was unwilling to let his sister down, and everything was done according to the etiquette of marrying a legitimate wife.
This was a slap in the face of the Duke's Mansion. Moreover, it had been less than a year since Shang's death, and the Duke's Mansion's plan to remarry had failed again, so naturally they did not agree to a grand ceremony.
But after Prince Gong personally visited the residence, although no one knew what he said, from then on, the Duke's Mansion completely closed its doors and no longer cared about what was happening in the outside world.
The wedding date was at the end of the year, and Fu Xiyu was due to give birth in a month, so she couldn't move easily. So she handed over the preparation of her sister's dowry to Lingyun.
On this day, Lady Hui had nothing to do, so she brought the princess over to play.
Duanshu is already three years old. She is pink and tender, and her eyebrows look very much like Zhao Yuancheng. Heng'er and his brother like this sister very much. Now she can take a few steps.
Then the wet nurses and maids held the baby and played in the yard.
The children's laughter was more beautiful than any other sound of stringed instruments. As Lady Hui watched the children playing outside, she said, "I heard that Lady Dong is not feeling well and has become very thin. It's really hard for her."
"How is Concubine Lian's pregnancy?"
When this matter was mentioned, Hui Meiren's face gradually became happy. She came close to Fu Qianyu and whispered, "A few days ago, the imperial physician went to check Lianpin's pulse and said that her baby was most likely a boy. However, Lianpin herself was cautious and did not want to make it public before the fruit was ripe. Only I, the concubine, knew about this."
Fu Qianyu nodded: "It doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl, as long as the child is safe."
Just as she was saying this, Baozhan hurried in, looking panicked: "This is bad, Your Majesty, Concubine Rou just had a miscarriage, and the imperial physician said she's about to give birth."
"What's going on?"
Baozan said in a deep voice, "It's not Concubine Shu yet. Concubine Rou is already pregnant, and the imperial physician has advised her to move around more. The weather has been good these past few days, so Concubine Rou went to the Imperial Garden to relax. On the way, she met Concubine Qian, who said that Concubine Dong had been out relaxing for a long time and hadn't returned, so she went out to look for her. Concubine Shu and Concubine Qian were not on good terms to begin with, and seeing the two of them walking together, she looked even more unhappy and spoke without regard for the severity of their relationship. Concubine Qian also seemed to have been beaten, and Concubine Rou had a miscarriage at that moment, and I'm afraid she's about to give birth."
Hui Meiren couldn't help but sigh: "You can live a good life, but you have to make trouble. It's really caused trouble."
No matter what Concubine Rou is like, since no one has pointed it out, they have to go there to save face. But now Fu Qianyu is about to give birth, so it is not easy to move her.
He then ordered Lingyun and Hui Meiren to go to Yanxue Palace to take a look.
On this side, it was still more than three months before Concubine Rou gave birth. This sudden premature birth had left everyone in Yanxue Palace completely unprepared.
Seeing her master in pain, Luzhu was so frightened that she couldn't help at all.
Fortunately, Concubine Hui had experience in childbirth and had helped Imperial Noble Concubine Anshun to manage the affairs of the six palaces. After she arrived, she calmly commanded the palace servants in Yanxue Palace, which had already been in chaos.
"Go to the Shang Palace Bureau and ask the midwife to come. Then send someone to notify the emperor and ask if he has time to come."
Seeing how Concubine Hui remained calm in the face of danger, everyone in Yanxue Palace gradually gained a backbone and began to perform their duties.
Soon the head of the Shanggong Bureau came with two experienced midwives.
Without waiting for the formalities, Concubine Hui urged her to go in and deliver the baby. Lingyun knew Concubine Rou's background, but hearing her screams, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked.
Qian Jieyu's face was red, as if she had been slapped by Concubine Shu. Looking at the palace maids coming in and out, she frantically grabbed Concubine Hui's hand and said, "Sister, is Concubine Rou okay?"
No one could say for sure. After all, the baby in Concubine Rou's belly was not yet full-term, and now she suddenly had a miscarriage. Even the imperial physician could not predict what would happen.
But at the moment, Lady Hui could only do her best to comfort the frightened woman in front of her: "Don't worry, sister, Concubine Rou is a lucky person, and nothing will happen to her."
But despite saying this, Concubine Qian still lowered her eyes and cried, "It's all my fault. I went to find Sister Dong and pulled Concubine Rou to talk about something for no reason. If it weren't for me, Concubine Shu wouldn't have been angry with me and implicated Concubine Rou."
Lady Hui was a little annoyed by the crying of the person in front of her, but even though she addressed her as sister and held a high position, she was about to speak to comfort her when the emperor's arrival was announced.
Everyone knelt down hurriedly to salute.
Zhao Yuancheng rushed in angrily, with a cold look on his face like the white snow under the wall in December. On the way here, he had already learned the whole story.
Knowing that all the arrangements in Yanxue Palace were made by Hui Meiren, he softened his tone and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Since the death of Imperial Noble Consort Anxian, the emperor has not set foot in Yongfu Palace for a long time. Thinking about it, the last time he saw the emperor was on the Lantern Festival.
But in recent years, new people have continued to enter the palace, and Concubine Hui has long lost her thoughts on that aspect. She just lives quietly with her daughter in Yongfu Palace.
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