Chapter 119 An Lingrong 60
Lingrong was sound asleep when Su Peisheng arrived at Chengqian Palace with the imperial edict. Eunuch Su was not in a hurry. He expected that he would have to personally write the imperial edict for the promotion of the two ladies after the emperor left the court, and then he would have to come again.
Besides, the Emperor had personally instructed that Empress Yi's rest must not be disturbed. Therefore, he only told the imperial edict to the servants around Ling Rong, and after the Emperor finished his morning court, he would go to receive the imperial edict and then go to Empress Hua's palace first.
"The imperial edict has arrived. Concubine Hua, please accept it." Su Peisheng glanced at the ladies in the Yikun Palace and solemnly opened the imperial edict: "The Emperor, by the order of Heaven and the Chengyun, decrees: ...I appoint you as a noble consort. I decree this."
Nian Shilan's expression changed, and she couldn't help but be surprised: "Eunuch Su, are you sure that the Emperor only appointed me as...Noble Consort?"
"Your Majesty, this imperial edict is written by the Emperor himself. There is absolutely no mistake in it."
"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Seeing that Concubine Hua was still standing there in a daze, Su Peisheng hurriedly handed the imperial edict to Concubine Hua with both hands.
After a few polite words, Su Peisheng was about to take the imperial concubine's uniform and said, "Then, Your Majesty, I still have to go to Chengqian Palace. I will take my leave now."
Nian Shilan became even more annoyed when she heard this, but she could only smile and watch him leave.
The people in the room had different expressions, but they all concealed their expressions at this moment and congratulated her with a smile.
"Everyone go out. After I have performed the enthronement ceremony, you will have the opportunity to congratulate me." Concubine Hua held the bright yellow imperial edict in her hand, and she could not hide her anger towards An Lingrong and her group.
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Chengqian Palace was now ablaze with joy. Lingrong had just given birth, so she was lying in bed receiving the imperial decree. By the time Su Peisheng finished reading the imperial decree, Zhen Huan and Mei Zhuang, who had come to visit her, were already beaming with joy.
"Congratulations to Her Majesty Concubine Yi. Congratulations to Her Majesty Concubine Yi. I just wonder if we can share in Her Majesty's joy?" Zhen Huan said as she stretched out her hand to ask for the reward money.
"Go ahead, go ahead." Lingrong placed her hand on it, looking genuinely happy. Meizhuang laughed so hard that she held her belly and said to her, "You've become even more mischievous now that you're a mother!"
"That's right. The emperor has rewarded you with so many good things, but you didn't even give me a share of the reward money. You stingy guy." Zhen Huan grabbed Ling Rong's hand and pretended to pat it, but she couldn't help laughing.
"Isn't the emperor treating you well? Although I have no chance to see the lotus flowers in spring, I know how rare they are." Mei Zhuang turned around and took the opportunity to tease her. The three of them joked for a while, and seeing Mei Zhuang laughing heartily, the two felt relieved.
"Alright, I understand your good intentions." Mei Zhuang knew their concern, so she told them the truth: "Actually, ever since I became pregnant, I've seen the Emperor's indifference to me, and I've long since stopped caring about favors. Now I'm just doing this for my child."
Of the three, only Mei Zhuang, pregnant but without a promotion, feared even after giving birth that her status would be lower than the other two. Yet, Mei Zhuang maintained a calm demeanor, even happier to see them both favored than herself.
Seeing that the two were still trying to persuade her, she shook her head and said, "I know what's going on. Although I no longer have feelings for the emperor, for the sake of my child, I will not allow myself to be bullied again."
Seeing her firm attitude, Zhen Huan stopped trying to persuade her. She just thought to herself that if Sister Mei had any problems in the future, they would always be there for her.
Lingrong was even more supportive, and after the two of them had seen the child, they had forgotten the emperor as much as they had forgotten about Java. The two of them surrounded the baby and smiled in fascination:
"Oh, our little nephew is so handsome. Look at how handsome his eyebrows are, and how long his hands and feet are. He will definitely be a handsome man of eight feet in the future!" Zhen Huan looked at the "Red Boy" in the rocking cradle seriously, and she didn't know where she came to this conclusion.
Mei Zhuang on the side actually nodded, looking very much in agreement.
"Really? I can't see it at all. I think it's quite red, and quite festive." Lingrong glanced at her son again, making sure that she couldn't see his delicate features and slender limbs.
"How can you say that about your own child?" Mei Zhuang glared at her and took out the small clothes and tiger-head hat that she and Zhen Huan had made for the child.
"This little dress was specially made by Huan'er. In order to make it ready for your child, she even put the one in her belly on hold." Mei Zhuang handed over a little dress with a red lotus and gourd pattern. With Lingrong's eyes, she could naturally see that Zhen Huan had put a lot of thought into it.
"Sister Mei, don't blame me. Didn't you also stay up all night embroidering a tiger-head hat for your child?" Zhen Huan also picked up the hat and pointed at the two pearls on it. "I also asked Jin Xi in my palace for advice."
"They are so beautiful." Ling Rong held them in her hands, feeling moved in her heart, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"As long as you, as her mother, like it." Seeing Lingrong's touched expression, Zhen Huan hurriedly changed the subject with a smile. By the time the two of them left, it was already late.
"My lady, what are these?" Bi Qing pointed at the gifts sent by various palaces for congratulations. Ling Rong waved her hand and said, "Put them all in the warehouse first. I'll take a look at them when I'm more energetic."
Then he handed her the small clothes and tiger-head hat and said, "After washing them, put them among the clothes I prepared for the child. Our Sixth Prince is so lucky to have such a good job."
Biqing knew that this was going to be worn by the prince, so she smiled and took it over.
For a moment, there was only Lingrong and her son lying in the cradle in the room.
She glanced at the child's peacefully sleeping face, and scolded him with a smile, "You heartless little thing, how dare you ask me to do you a favor?"
[Is Bao going to help the heroine?] The system listened carefully and guessed what she meant.
Ling Rong shook her head: [Good words can't persuade a damned ghost. For the sake of this little dress, I can only warn her. But this time, I didn't give her the scar-removing gel. Maybe she can get out of this danger.]
[Really? But I see she still doesn't look too good.] The system said this, but it didn't matter. She only cared about her host anyway. What did the original world's heroine do to her?
[Yes, she only has eyes for Concubine Hua now, how could she understand the truth that things are dark under the lamp?] Ling Rong looked at the baby in the cradle with an inexplicable expression, smiling faintly without saying a word.
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The baby's third-day bathing ceremony was a lively affair. After a few days of care, the child had indeed become fairer and more handsome, as his concubine Wan had described. The healthy and lively child earned Yinzhen considerable honor at the bathing ceremony. Listening to the congratulations from the court officials and brothers, the emperor waved his hand and decided to hold a grand ceremony for the full-moon banquet.
Just a few days before Lingrong was released from confinement, the Empress suggested going to the Temple of Heaven to pray for rain when the Emperor complained about the drought outside.
"The Sixth Prince's full moon ceremony will be in a dozen days. It would be better to wait until after the ceremony to pray for rain." The emperor thought about it and felt that it would be better to change the time.
The Queen thought of the specifications of the Sixth Prince's full moon banquet, and her heart sank. She smiled at the Emperor more gently, "Your Majesty, I think it would be safer to pray for rain first."
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