Chapter 140 An Lingrong 81
Ever since he confessed his true feelings to Fatty Orange that day, he has become much calmer. He is no longer as tense as before, always making people feel that a storm is about to come.
Even when Zhen Huan ran to her father with an eight-month-old belly to plead for mercy, he just calmly rejected her.
He looked at this familiar face showing a painful and crazy expression, listened to her irrational and wild words, and felt only annoyed.
"Princess Wan, you've overstepped your bounds."
The man continued to work at his desk, writing a letter to burn for his deceased wife, seemingly taking a break from his busy schedule to appease the grumpy puppy.
Zhen Huan knelt weakly on the ground, thinking of her parents whose life or death she didn't know, but she still stood up humiliatingly and reached for the boots of the superior.
"I beg Your Majesty to look after my elderly parents... For the sake of my respectful service to you all these years..." Zhen Huan endured the humiliation, but still couldn't completely abandon her self-respect.
But the emperor was already impatient.
He reached out and pinched Zhen Huan's chin, his voice full of doubt: "Princess Wan, I thought you were always smart."
"I have already said that your father's affairs will not implicate you. I hope that even if you are not even a fraction as good as Chun Yuan, you can at least learn the rules of being a concubine and behave yourself from now on."
As Zhen Huan listened to her words, she felt a strong urge to vomit, but she had to suppress it for the sake of her mother's family.
Before she could say anything, she heard Su Peisheng walk in and say, "Zhen Yuandao has contracted the plague in prison and his life is in danger."
"Please, Your Majesty, please at least spare my father's life." Zhen Huan could no longer care about anything else and hurriedly threw herself at the emperor's feet. Her stomach was pressed to the ground, but Zhen Huan did not feel any pain at all. Her mind was full of her father who was in an uncertain state of life or death.
Yinzhen felt that her action went against a mother's subconscious care for her child, but thinking of the child in Zhen Huan's belly and Chun Yuan who had died of dystocia, he finally agreed.
"She's going to give birth in eight months. How pitiful." The queen burned the white paper with the word "auspicious" written on it, with sadness on her face.
The concubine next to her laughed and said, "This is retribution. She used her seductiveness to seduce the emperor and even killed my child. Now she can't keep her own child."
"Don't say that again, or the Emperor will be upset." After the Queen finished scolding Concubine Jin, she turned to praise Concubine Qi in a gentle voice: "It's all thanks to you for reminding Concubine Wan about her family situation. Otherwise, she would have to worry about her mother's family during the birth, wouldn't she be even more uneasy?"
"This is all because I admire the Queen's generosity and kindness. Although I don't like Zhen Huan, knowing her parents' current situation before she dies will surely relieve her of any regrets."
After being praised by the Queen, Concubine Qi became even more proud, and even looked down upon Fu Cha, who was of higher status than her at the time.
Jinpin was not a person with a good temper. She immediately mocked him, "Aren't you afraid that the wind will flick your tongue? The dust hasn't even settled yet, and you think your plan will work. Don't end up making things difficult for others."
"Well, you ladies from the Manchu military families are not as sensible as those from the lesser families. Instead of arguing here, why don't you go back to the palace and think of ways to win over the emperor?"
"Yes, Queen."
When the two came out of Jingren Palace, they ran into Ling Rong who was on her way to visit Suiyuxuan.
Jinpin shuddered, subconsciously turned her head away, and made an excuse to leave.
Concubine Qi, who was as fearless as a newborn calf, went to meet her sedan chair and gave a perfunctory salute.
"This concubine pays her respects to the Empress Yi."
"Get up, is there something wrong, Concubine Qi?" An Lingrong glanced at her and didn't pay much attention to her. She just asked casually while sitting in the sedan chair.
Concubine Qi was unhappy, but she still smiled: "Is Concubine Yi going to Suiyuxuan to visit Concubine Wan?"
"I thought you were going to keep pretending." Ling Rong's voice was cold, revealing a condescending air that disgusted Consort Qi. "You've lost your temper and won't even call me Sister Wan?"
Even though Lingrong's words lacked any emotion, Concubine Qi still felt a sense of humiliation and anger. Her smug smile faded, "When have I ever pretended? How can she be considered my sister? In the past, we were both heroes who helped bring down Nian Gengyao. Now, it's simply because Concubine Wan has committed so many unjust acts. I no longer wish to be friends with her."
"It doesn't matter, just don't get in my way." Lingrong waved her hand after saying this, indicating that she should learn from Jinpin and go wherever she needs to go, and not annoy people who hang around in front of her.
Concubine Qi, who originally wanted to mock or provoke others, ended up being filled with anger. However, due to her position, she could not vent her anger and had to leave in anger.
An Lingrong then ordered her servants to hurry up, and when they arrived, Concubine Jing, who was closer, had already arrived. Lingrong looked at the other rare guest in surprise.
Oh, the electric Boss went out today?
Lingrong thought about it and understood that Wen Yi had not only not taken the daughter away, but was also planning to take advantage of Zhen Huan's pregnancy. She had said that since Cao Qinmo was still alive, how could Concubine Duan still be so attentive to Zhen Huan? So this was her plan.
"Sister, you are here." Concubine Jing didn't think too much about it. Ever since the huge obstacle named Concubine Hua was removed from her head, Concubine Jing's temperament has become much more cheerful. Although she still remains vigilant, she is no longer guessing all the time like before. She didn't think about why Concubine Duan came out at the moment, and was only concerned with talking to Lingrong.
"It's only been eight months. I wonder if she can hold on." Concubine Jing's face was full of worry. Hearing the painful wails that were similar to those of Meizhuang, Concubine Jing nervously held Lingrong's hand.
Just then, Mei Zhuang also rushed over: "How is Huan'er now?"
"It's still giving birth." Concubine Jing pointed inside and suddenly heard a baby crying.
"It's born, it's a princess!" The midwife came out hurriedly holding the baby to congratulate.
"How is Concubine Wan's health?"
"Empress Wan has fainted from exhaustion. She will be fine after a good rest."
"That's good, that's good, Amitabha, may the Bodhisattva bless you." Mei Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did she feel like looking at the little princess in Concubine Jing's arms.
Ling Rong, however, ordered the servants of Suiyuxuan to quickly report to the Emperor and Empress, and did not stay long after everything was settled.
It was not until Zhen Huan left that she ordered Rong Lu, who was by her side, to deliver something to the other party.
Most of them are nourishing products for pregnancy. They are not expensive, but they are large in quantity and easy to eat.
Zhen Huan stood beside the carriage and thanked Rong Lu, feeling a little puzzled: "But why is Ling Rong angry with me?"
Mei Zhuang was a little embarrassed. She told Zhen Huan about her previous slip of the tongue only after Rong Lu left.
"Sister, you are foolish. Now that I have left the palace, it is only the two of you who are left to support each other. How can you be angry because of me? What if others take advantage of you?" Zhen Huan warned earnestly, "Sister, you have never been good at scheming. Now that Ning Chuke is born, you should get along better with Lingrong for the sake of the child."
As she spoke, she recalled the concerns she had left behind in the palace: "And my Longyue. Although Concubine Jing is taking care of her, I still need to trouble you and Lingrong to look after me."
As he spoke, he leaned over and whispered in Mei Zhuang's ear, "Be sure to be careful of the Queen and Concubine Duan."
Before Mei Zhuang could ask any more questions, a servant beside her reminded her, "It's getting late."
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