Chapter 110 An Lingrong 51
Ever since she learned her mother was coming to the capital, An Lingrong had been itching to get help. She couldn't always ask the emperor, so she could only occasionally ask the system to use its sophisticated computing power to estimate how long it would take for her mother, Lin Xiu, to arrive.
I didn't even notice that February had already arrived.
"The Emperor meant that since you are still pregnant, the enthronement ceremony shouldn't be overly elaborate, but neither should it be undignified. This concubine, mindful of your eight months' pregnancy and the crucial time, has decided to cut out some unnecessary formalities. As for your auspicious attire for the enthronement ceremony, it has been specially made to suit your figure. Go back and try it on to see if it fits. If you have any questions, please let me know."
An Lingrong bowed politely to the Queen, not caring about the hatred she had created for herself.
"Thank you, Queen, for your consideration."
"This is what I should do. If you can give birth to more children for the Emperor, you will be a meritorious official of the Qing Dynasty. You should also follow the example of Concubine Yi and give birth to more children for the Emperor. Then you will naturally have such glory."
"Ugh..."
"...Noble Lady Fucha, what's wrong with you?" The Queen looked at Noble Lady Fucha with some disdain, thinking that she was expressing her dissatisfaction with her.
"Your Majesty, our young lady is already two months pregnant!"
The Queen's expression changed instantly, and she was filled with joy: "Really? This is such an unexpected joyous event!"
Seeing that the topic had shifted from An Lingrong's ordination ceremony to Noble Lady Fucha's belly, she thought that the child conceived by her, a member of a prominent Manchu family, could not be compared with that conceived by Lingrong and others. She held her belly, which was not even visible at the moment, and glanced triumphantly in the direction of An Lingrong and Zhen Huan.
"You must be careful after you become pregnant, and you must put the heir first." The Queen's earnest advice was not enough, she also sent a royal physician to take charge. For a while, the only sounds in the palace were the voices of Noble Lady Fucha and the Queen, and the main person of today was left aside.
"Every day people say that the Queen is kind and loving, but I didn't expect that she is so partial. It shows that some people can't hide their background even if they are pregnant~" Concubine Hua touched her luxurious headdress and started to speak without stopping.
The Queen paused, and seeing no one trying to smooth things over, she smiled and said, "What are you saying, Concubine Hua? Noble Lady Fucha is less than three months pregnant, so I naturally have to give her more instructions. Concubine Yi is already eight months pregnant, and the pregnancy is stable. In two days, my mother will be able to enter the palace to accompany her, and then she will naturally be cared for by her own mother."
Following these words, Concubine Yi rose and bowed, "This is all the grace of the Heavenly Family. I am deeply grateful."
"Look at Concubine Yi, she's so well-educated and well-mannered. No wonder the Emperor likes her and even conferred the title of Third Rank Consort on your mother."
"Oh, she doesn't deserve it." The mention of Concubine Hua made her angry. The wife of a local minor official actually had the same third-rank imperial edict as her mother! Telling it to others was simply a joke. And who knew who was trying to frame An and put the blame on her, causing the emperor to refuse to listen to her explanation at all.
Ling Rong took a sip of tea, and sensing Hua Fei's jealous gaze, she wiped her mouth nonchalantly, "Wasn't Hua Fei's mother's imperial edict also bestowed by the Emperor himself?"
"How dare you!" Hua Fei didn't expect that a mere concubine like her would dare to contradict her in public. Although she didn't say it explicitly, everyone understood the meaning.
Well, of course Lingrong dared. After all, she was the victim who was almost wronged by Concubine Hua, and she was also the pregnant mistress of the First Palace. It was impossible for others to step on her face and not fight back, right?
What's more, once Noble Lady Fucha reveals her pregnancy, an epidemic will soon break out in the palace. By the time Wen Shichu develops the prescription, Concubine Hua will have to be temporarily locked up by her again.
It won't be long, around the end of April, before she gives birth, and then she'll have to go through the confinement period. It might be the end of May before she gives birth, and by then Zhen Huan will have a miscarriage, and Concubine Hua will be in trouble again.
As long as Hua Fei's life of ups and downs is controlled and she doesn't run into Nian Shilan at the peak of her career, Hua Fei, who is playing tricks behind the scenes, will be as conspicuous as if she were wearing black clothes in the daytime.
"What does your Majesty mean? Did Concubine Yi say anything wrong that made your Majesty so angry?" Zhen Huan said with a smile, which attracted all of Concubine Hua's firepower.
"Oh, it seems that Concubine Wan has a backer. We are just ordinary sisters, and she is pregnant and has become the head of a palace. I remember that since entering the palace..."
"It seems that Concubine Wan is more favored, right? Why is she lagging behind others now?" Concubine Hua shook her fragrant handkerchief, her eyes almost rolling to the sky. "If I were Concubine Wan, I would probably not even dare to leave the Suiyuxuan for fear of embarrassment."
"As for favor, how can I compare to Concubine Hua?" Zhen Huan finished the decisive blow with just one sentence: "It seems that this matter depends on fate. I am still young, there is no rush."
"you!"
"Okay, we are sisters from the same family, why do you always get angry at each other?" The queen interrupted the tension in the room at the right time. She still sat there like a Buddha, and it was completely invisible that she had just provoked a verbal battle.
"Noble Wan is right. The matter of having children depends on fate, but you must also serve the king diligently to have this opportunity. Do you understand?"
"Your humble servant will follow the Queen's instructions."
Only Concubine Hua glanced at everyone, threw her handkerchief in boredom, and left.
"Our queen was worried about the slippery roads, so she specially asked you, Noble Lady Fucha, to take a sedan chair back."
"Then I would like to thank Your Majesty for your kindness." Noble Lady Fucha held her two-month-old belly in her hands, walked past the two of them proudly, and left in the sedan chair.
"Look at her, she's so proud of being pregnant~" Xianxiang rolled his eyes and left while chatting with Jingpin, but his words clearly showed his disdain for Fucha's current frivolity.
Zhen Huan and An Lingrong also found it funny. Even if she wasn't counted in the palace, there were still two pregnant women. Why did she still treat herself as the most valuable treasure like in her previous life?
"Forget it, she is pregnant now, so Chun'er and I will just avoid her." Zhen Huan sighed with a smile, and said goodbye to Lingrong and left.
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