Chapter 1290 Your Majesty, I have a request
Although she often said this, Ran Xiaoyu felt a little strange when she said it at this time.
She looked at Nan Yan: "Why are you saying this, Madam?"
“…”
Nan Yan looked up at her, was silent for a moment, then smiled softly: "Nothing."
She took another bite of the steamed bun that Ran Xiaoyu fed her, and then said, "What I'm most worried about now is Xinping. She's still so young, and I—I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to see her again. What I'm most afraid of is that someone will take advantage of my confession to do something to her."
When Ran Xiaoyu heard this, she hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Madam. I will tell Ye Zheng."
Nan Yan nodded.
She added, "Also, if there's any news outside, and Ye Zheng tells you, you must tell me at any time."
“…”
Ran Xiaoyu's hand trembled slightly.
But she said calmly: "Of course, I will tell your Majesty."
Nan Yan smiled lazily.
She looked up at the door again and saw that the weather was gradually becoming gloomy, as if a layer of gloom had also gathered over her heart.
In the next few days, she completely understood what the real cold palace meant.
In the past, the cold palace was just a place to her.
Even though she confessed her guilt at the Grand Altar and was banished to the Cold Palace, most people knew the truth, and the Queen and the others never made things difficult for her. She even insisted on living in the Cold Palace, and all kinds of things were sent to her. She lived no worse than when she was in the Yiku Palace.
Especially——
Zhu Feng.
He will come.
On quiet and cold nights, he would hug her tightly with his strong arms. The warmth from his body would sometimes make her feel hot.
But now, everything is different.
The cold palace is the cold palace.
She had just had a miscarriage and caught a cold. She needed warmth right now, but this dilapidated house was drafty on all sides. It started raining the next day and continued for several days. The wind and rain poured into the house. Her clothes were thin and she didn't have enough quilts. She would often wake up in the middle of the night with cold hands and feet.
At this time, Ran Xiaoyu would hold her hands and even hug her legs that were as cold as ice.
Even so, she was still shivering from the cold.
The lingering low-grade fever never subsided, her face was always a sickly blush, and her spirit became weaker day by day.
It was noon again that day.
Normally at this time, Ye Zheng would have come to the cold palace to bring them some clothes or food, but today half an hour had passed and he still hadn't appeared.
Nan Yan lay at the head of the bed, her lips dry and cracked, and whispered, "Why didn't Ye Zheng come to see you today?"
“…”
Ran Xiaoyu was sitting on the edge of the bed, pouring a glass of cold water and gently holding it to her mouth to moisten her lips.
When I heard this, my hand shook and the water almost spilled out.
She quickly covered up and said, "Maybe, he might be too busy."
“…”
Nan Yan turned to look at her, and that look made Ran Xiaoyu feel uneasy: "My Lady, you, why are you looking at me like that?"
Nan Yan said, "You're not usually this considerate."
“…”
"If he had come a little later normally, you would have scolded him. Why didn't you scold him today and were so considerate to him?"
“…”
Ran Xiaoyu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Why could that be?
Because today is the day to enthrone Concubine Ning, Ye Zheng was probably tripped up by these things and could not come in on time, but how could she tell Nan Yan this reason.
I could only cover it up by saying, "I, I'm just too lazy to scold him."
“…”
Nan Yan looked at her, smiled for a while, and closed her eyes lazily.
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It was still rainy, but inside the Yonghe Palace, there was a fragrance. Several incense burners were placed on a small table, and wisps of smoke were rising, which not only brought warmth, but also filled the entire Yonghe Palace with fragrance.
Xu Miaoyin was sitting right above.
Surrounding the hall were other concubines in the palace, and kneeling in front of her at this moment were Consort Hui Wu Wan and Consort Ning Feng Qianyan, who had come to accept the title and listen to the Queen's instructions.
Today is the big day for their canonization.
However, the emperor had already ordered that the enthronement ceremony did not need to be held in the harem, so after the edict was issued, they came to Yonghe Palace to listen to the queen's instructions. The ceremony was over when the queen finished speaking.
Xu Miaoyin finished saying what she had said countless times before, and finally said, "From now on, all the sisters must unite as one and help the emperor solve his problems. You must not cause any conflicts or upset him."
"yes."
"Get up."
"Thank you, Queen."
When the two of them stood up, the concubines around them knelt down again and said, "Congratulations to Her Majesty Hui and Her Majesty Ning."
Although the ceremony was simple and embarrassing, Wu Wan was still smiling because she was canonized as Concubine Hui after all.
Feng Qianyan was naturally delighted to be promoted from Concubine Kang to Concubine Ning.
She was so excited that her face turned red, and when the Queen gave her a seat and she sat down, her whole body was still shaking.
The concubines around them immediately began to congratulate them and say some flattering words. The Yonghe Palace was very lively for a while.
At this moment, the voice of Eunuch Yu came from outside——
"The Emperor has arrived."
When everyone heard this, they hurriedly stood up and looked at the door with anticipation. They saw Zhu Feng's tall figure walking in from outside, and everyone immediately knelt on the ground.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Zhu Feng walked in and looked at the group of people.
He said lightly: "Everyone get up."
Following behind him were Xiao Shunzi and Ye Zheng, who also congratulated the newly enthroned empress and paid their respects.
Zhu Feng walked over and sat down next to Xu Miaoyin, saying, "Has the canonization been completed?"
Xu Miaoyin turned sideways and said, "Yes."
Zhu Feng glanced at them. Although he saw flowers and green willows everywhere, he felt an indescribable irritation in his heart. He originally thought that after coming here and taking a look, he would feel better, but it seemed that it did not happen.
At this moment, Feng Qianyan stood up and said to Zhu Feng, "Your Majesty, I have a request."
"Um?"
Zhu Feng looked up at her.
Just after being canonized as Consort Ning, she already has a request?
He said, "What do you want?"
Feng Qianyan lowered her head and said softly, "It's been raining continuously these past few days, and the weather has turned cold. I'm afraid that the Imperial Concubine, confined to the cold palace, may not be able to bear it. I hope the Emperor will allow me to send some warm clothes to the Imperial Concubine."
As soon as the word "Imperial Concubine" was mentioned, the atmosphere in the entire Yonghe Palace suddenly became cold.
Everyone stared at her in amazement.
Why would she mention the Imperial Concubine at this time?!
Zhu Feng's brows also furrowed.
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