Chapter 218 Receiving Flowers from My Son
Wen Li'er waited in the palace for several days, waiting for news from her brother.
She really wanted to know whether Sister Ziyun was the girl her brother liked.
After waiting for several days, I finally received a letter from my brother.
It’s actually true!
There really are such coincidences in this world. It is truly fate.
My brother also said in the letter that Aunt Nangong would be leaving the capital tomorrow.
When the time comes, he and his parents will go to the city gate to see her off.
Wen Li'er couldn't help but think, once Aunt Nangong leaves Beijing, won't Sister Ziyun have to enter the palace again?
The emperor asked Sister Ziyun to stay in Bixia Palace until she gave birth.
How can that be possible...
If Sister Ziyun stays in the palace every day, when will my brother be able to get married?
She paced back and forth in the hall, wrote another letter, and asked someone to deliver it to the emperor.
In the letter, she asked if Sister Ziyun could enter the palace once every three days, take her pulse and then return to the Su Mansion, and she also wrote the reasons in detail.
And at the bottom he drew a little man asking for help, and added a sentence: Your Majesty, my brother's happiness depends on you!
After Yan Shixu finished reading the letter, he felt like laughing when he looked at the poor little guy.
He waved his hand and replied: OK.
Wen Li'er was very happy and wrote a letter to her brother, attaching some good advice.
She felt that women understood women best, and if she did as she said, her brother would surely win the girl's heart soon!
Back in the Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager had recovered after enduring her illness for half a month.
This is really delightful.
She ordered people to clean up several side halls in the Cining Palace and let King Wu and his family move in. She could only feel at ease if she could watch over them every day.
Seeing that the Empress Dowager had lost a lot of weight after a serious illness, Yan Shixu was afraid that her condition would relapse, so he immediately agreed and sent a lot of things to Uncle Wu's family.
By the beginning of May, Wen Li'er's belly had become very big, and the time for the audition had arrived as scheduled.
This was the first selection of candidates after the emperor ascended the throne. Although it was decided in advance that only ten people would be chosen, there were thousands of people participating in the selection.
The palace is a cage of power.
Although some families are unwilling to send their daughters to the palace to compete for favor, they are only a minority.
Most families still want their daughters to enter the palace to try for wealth and glory.
It is said that if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit. The woman who is lucky enough to succeed might be their daughter?
The Empress Dowager's health had just recovered, so Yan Shixu naturally couldn't let her worry about his selection of concubines.
But he was really worried about leaving the matter entirely to the Queen, so he went to see the Queen Mother.
The Empress Dowager usually doesn't care about anything. She reads books, appreciates flowers, and spends time with her aunt, enjoying a carefree life.
He brought his adopted son over and asked her to help organize the talent show.
The Queen Mother knew what he was worried about, but she still agreed.
On this day, Xie Zhenrong came to Fengxiang Palace and discussed the selection of concubines in detail with the empress dowager.
The harem is empty, Wen Li'er is the only favorite, and now fresh blood can finally be added. Xie Zhenrong is very enthusiastic.
The Queen Mother looked at her deeply and sighed in her heart.
She didn't quite understand. Even if new people entered the palace, even if those new people could really share Wen Li'er's favor, so what?
She is not the one who is favored...
The Queen Mother also knew that everyone had their own ideas. If Xie Zhenrong thought that this would give her a chance to vent her anger, no one could change her mind.
After a month, the Ministry of Internal Affairs conducted preliminary review and preliminary selection, and screened out more than half of the people.
There will be a second round and a final round later.
Xie Zhenrong asked, "Is Chen Yian still here?"
Madam Zhuang nodded: "Of course she is. She is outstanding in every aspect."
Xie Zhenrong was relieved.
Chen Yian was a girl from the mansion of her maternal grandfather, Marquis Xuande. She was the legitimate daughter of her uncle, Marquis Xuande, and also her cousin.
She is sixteen years old this year, as beautiful as a flower. She is so beautiful that she can make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground, and the moon hide in shame in the flowers. Her talent is also one of the best among the noble ladies in the capital.
She didn't believe that such a talented and beautiful woman could not surpass Wen Li'er after entering the palace.
But there are many palace maids this time, so she has to pick a few more as backup just in case.
Wen Lier naturally knew about the talent show.
She was anxious for a month, but now she seems to have let it go.
Her husband was an emperor, and emperors of all dynasties had three palaces and six courtyards.
The emperor has his own responsibilities on his shoulders. First, he has to check and balance the court, and second, he has to have children. She shouldn't have had such extravagant hopes.
She persuaded herself that she just needed to wait for him quietly in the Tourmaline Palace.
She was happy when he came, and when he didn't come, she would live her own life with her two children.
Wen Li'er's gaze passed over the gilded pear blossom hairpin in the hair of the person in the mirror, and then her eyes fixed on her own body which had gained weight again.
She kept cheering herself up in her heart: I will be able to lose weight after giving birth!
Before leaving, Aunt Nangong left her a recipe for weight loss after giving birth.
She will look pretty good when she loses weight.
At this moment, Xiaoxiao, holding two sunflowers in his hands, rushed towards Wen Lier like a small cannonball.
Palace maids and eunuchs surrounded him, each with their arms outstretched to prevent him from falling.
"Mother, I'm sending you flowers."
Xiaoxiao braked suddenly and stopped in front of Wen Lier, then tilted his round little head and held the flower above his head to show her.
Wen Li'er rubbed his head with one hand and took the sunflower with the other.
She smiled and praised: "Xiaoxiao knows how to give flowers to mother, that's great."
Xiaoxiao grinned and asked, "Does mother like it?"
"Of course I like it. Where did Xiaoxiao pick this sunflower?"
Xiao Xiao replied in a soft voice, "At the Great-Grandmother's place."
Wen Li'er laughed: "Are you going to bother your little uncle and your cousin again?"
Ever since Xiaoxiao could remember, he particularly liked to stick to Prince Liang and Prince Lang.
Because Prince Lang lived in Cining Palace, Prince Liang also moved to Cining Palace in order to play with his friends.
Xiaoxiao stuck to the two of them and went to the Cining Palace every day.
The Cining Palace is now bustling with activity every day, just like the New Year.
Xiaoxiao smiled foolishly: "The flowers are beautiful, put them in."
As he spoke, he walked with his short legs to the coffee table by the window, trying to hook the vase above it.
But he is very small and his arms are not long enough.
Nanny Qin was worried that he would knock over the vase and hurt himself, so she hurried to hold the vase in her arms.
"Grand Prince, please let this old servant come."
Xiaoxiao nodded obediently: "Mother, arrange flowers."
Wen Li'er naturally treasured the flowers her son gave her.
She asked Qingzhu to bring a gilded silver vase with a pattern of linked pearls and birds that the emperor had given her as a reward, and trimmed the two sunflowers that were blooming so brightly.
Before she could put the flowers into the vase, she saw a tall figure slowly walking in from outside.
Xiaoxiao took a closer look and immediately spread his arms and pounced over.
"Father..."
Yan Shixu bent down and picked up his chubby son.
"Xiaoxiao is so happy? What are you and mother doing?"
Xiaoxiao clapped his two little hands and replied crisply: "Flower arrangement."
Yan Shixu looked towards Wen Lier.
Wen Li'er was holding flowers in her hands and smiling at him.
The sunlight outside just happened to hit her fair cheeks, then moved downwards, casting thin rays of warm light on the sunflowers.
Beautiful picture.
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