The fact that the Fujin herself was not in good health could not be kept from her mother, the Fujin's mother. Only the Fourth Prince knew the true state of the Fujin's health. Therefore, although the Fujin's mother, Lady Xilinjueluo, was worried, she only sent Xianxin to visit her cousin at the mansion.
A visit once in a while is fine, but even if the Fourth Prince is not at home during the New Year, there is still chaos and turmoil. After all, apart from the noblewomen who have to go to the palace, there are still those who do not have to go.
During the two weeks of the New Year holiday, Lady Xilinjueluo sent Xianxin to the mansion three or four times. The Fujin (wife of the Fujin) could not express her complaints to her mother, but she naturally could not give Xianxin a pleasant look.
It's quite strange. Although the Fourth Prince is now a very popular prince, he still has his primary wife, Lady Tong, and his favored secondary wife, Lady Li. Xianxin is one thing, but her mother wanted to send her in to help her. But what about the Nian family?
What do people hope to achieve in their annual family reunion?
The Fujin was very annoyed; she had been ignoring Nalan Shi for a while.
Nian Gengyao's wife, Lady Nalan, is the daughter of the current Prime Minister's eldest son. Speaking of the Prime Minister's eldest son's wife, she doesn't think much of her. In other words, Nian Gengyao's current wife is the Prime Minister's granddaughter.
The relationship between the Prime Minister and Prince Zhi was too close, so the Princess Consort didn't really think much of the Nian family. What was the point of the Nian family being so adept at playing both sides?
Besides, she knew that Nalan was a new bride, and new brides were always shy, so it was rare for the Fujin to put on airs.
The princess consort, putting on airs, asked again, "Where's Xianxin? I haven't seen her."
In the past, Xianxin would already be waiting outside before she even got up.
Yu Ru glanced inside: "Knowing that the Princess Consort was going to receive guests, Miss Xianxin went to tidy up, saying that the things the Princess Consort often used in winter should also be taken out from time to time... Xia Cao is in there too."
The princess consort didn't take it to heart. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was quite satisfied: "Let her be. I'll send her back after she's had breakfast. I'm going to see Lady Nalan."
This year's New Year was especially relaxing for the Fujin. With less busyness, even her complexion improved, and there was no sign of illness. If it weren't for the imperial physician watching over her, she probably wouldn't even want to take her medicine anymore.
As the Fujin walked out, Yu Ru helped her for a while. After the Fujin reached the covered walkway, Yu Ru stopped helping her and gave Xia Chong, who was waiting under the walkway, a look.
Xia Chong quickly stepped forward to help the Fujin up.
Yu Ru was still a little worried about leaving Xian Xin inside.
Aside from the fact that the Fujin (wife of the emperor) didn't particularly like Xianxin, Yuru herself also disliked Xianxin. For the same reason, she kept running to the mansion every few days; did she really think no one could tell what she was up to?
Yu Ru was too lazy to escort Xian Xin. After watching Xian Xin for a while, she sent Wang Jinzhong to take the girl back.
As for how the Fujin (principal wife) and Nalan Shi (née Nalan) got along in the main courtyard, that remains unknown.
Similarly, the people in the mansion were also unaware of everything that happened in the palace.
Today is the Lantern Festival. On the surface, both the Hall of Preserving Harmony in the front and the Six Eastern and Western Palaces in the back are filled with harmony. However, as night deepens, the scene changes completely.
Once the New Year holidays are over, neither the Fourth Prince nor the Tenth Prince can stay in the palace any longer. However, the injuries of the Fourth Prince and the Tenth Prince cannot remain unexplained. There must be a beginning and an end. If someone is injured, then someone should take responsibility.
When the Fourth Prince was summoned to the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, he had just finished his meal and taken his medicine. He was preparing to change his dressing when Liang Jiugong arrived. Seeing that Liang Jiugong's expression was not quite right, Su Peisheng did not smile and go forward to try to get information out of him.
After Liang Jiugong finished delivering the message, the Fourth Prince straightened his clothes, and after confirming that his appearance was correct, he got up and, supported by Su Peisheng, went to the main hall of the Qianqing Palace.
The Fourth Prince's shoulder injury made things a little inconvenient, causing a slight delay. During this time, the Tenth Prince didn't wait for the Fourth Prince. After getting ready, he patted his sleeves and left. His injury was on his back, and he had been lying down for the past few days until his whole body felt weak. Right now, he just wanted to get some fresh air.
Similarly, he also wanted to know who was trying to harm him—no, it was Yinreng.
Thinking of this, the Tenth Prince suddenly remembered the day he brought weapons into the palace. He knew he would be punished today, and his good mood vanished instantly. He even slowed down his pace.
So when the Fourth Prince finally arrived at the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, everyone had only just arrived a short while later.
Although it was said to be in the main hall, His Majesty was unable to get up easily, so the princes were actually waiting in the warm pavilion.
The Emperor leaned against the bedside, surrounded by bright yellow light, which only made his complexion appear even more sallow, as if he had aged many years overnight.
The Fourth Prince turned his eyes away to greet him, without looking at him much.
The Emperor's eyes were closed, but his voice could still be heard; though it sounded somewhat old and weak.
"The Fourth Prince is here? How are your injuries? Please have a seat." How could His Majesty not know the condition of the Fourth and Tenth Princes? He didn't expect the Fourth Prince to answer that question.
The Fourth Prince simply replied respectfully and sat down. Liang Jiugong had cleverly arranged the stool to be placed right next to the princes, who were all kneeling at the moment, making him stand out from the crowd.
However, Fourth Master showed no unease whatsoever. Regardless of his inner thoughts, he maintained his usual expressionless demeanor.
The Tenth Prince pursed his lips somewhat unhappily. Although his injury was on his back and had almost healed, why didn't his father tell him to sit down when he came in?
At this moment, all the princes except the Fourth Prince were still kneeling.
Prince Zhi, Yinreng, the Third Prince, the Fifth Prince, the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, and the Tenth Prince were all kneeling.
Originally, it had nothing to do with Fifth Master, but he came because of Ninth Master's connection, and so did Third Master. This matter actually had nothing to do with him, but wasn't it related to Changchun Garden? At this moment, he felt quite wronged for kneeling.
The Emperor did not speak, and all the princes knelt obediently without daring to utter a sound. Among them, the third and fifth princes silently turned their gazes to the fourth prince, who was the only one sitting at the moment.
As for the Fourth Master himself, he didn't look to the side or at anyone, but just stared at the empty space in front of him, and had no intention of saying a word.
Well, everyone could only wait for the Emperor to speak.
The silence in the room was broken by the Emperor's coughs, and Liang Jiugong quickly stepped forward.
The ambergris incense in the warm chamber wafted silently. The emperor finally opened his eyes. He looked around at his kneeling sons. His memories seemed to be fading, and he was unusually absent-minded.
“Baoqing, why are you kneeling so far away? Come to Father Emperor.”
The first person he addressed was Prince Zhi, Baoqing.
The expressions of the people in the warm pavilion varied.
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