Today is the day to bestow a title upon Consort Nian. The sun is shining brightly, and a gentle breeze is blowing; it is a beautiful sunny day.
On her way to Changchun Palace, Wu happened to meet Song and hurriedly greeted her, "Sister Song."
When Song turned around, she saw that it was Wu. She stopped and waited for Wu to catch up.
Wu asked with a smile, "Where are you headed, sister?"
"I should be going to Changchun Palace to see Consort Xi, just like my sister," Song replied.
"Oh! So, sister, you also went to see Consort Xi because of Lady Nian's matter?"
Madam Song smiled but said nothing: "Sister, let's hurry up and leave. If we're late, Consort Xi will have already left."
The two arrived at Changchun Palace. Lanqin sat in the main seat in the palace. Lanqin had already guessed that they would come, and pointed to the chair next to her, indicating that they should sit down.
Lanqin sat in her chair, ignoring the two women, and quietly drank her tea.
The two were very anxious, seeing that Lanqin remained silent for a long time and did not ask them why they had come.
Empress Wu, quick-tempered, spoke directly: "Your Majesty, the Emperor is going to promote Lady Nian to Imperial Noble Consort, why aren't you worried at all!"
Lanqin put the teacup aside: "Why should I be in such a hurry? Lady Nian is an old servant in the palace, and it is only right that she be promoted. Besides, she is not long for this world, so why should you care?"
“However,…” Wu felt her clothes being tugged. She turned her head and met Song’s eyes. Song gestured for her to stop talking.
Lanqin stood up: "It's almost time, let's go too."
The three of them then went together to the investiture ceremony.
At noon, the investiture ceremony officially began.
The Emperor, accompanied by the Empress and all the concubines of the six palaces, arrived at Yikun Palace. In an instant, Yikun Palace, which had become deserted due to Consort Nian's illness, became lively and grand.
The concubines in the palace dressed themselves up beautifully yet remained courteous. Good attire and appearance not only enhanced their own beauty but also brought honor to their fathers, brothers, and families in the court. Even when bestowing titles upon Lady Nian, they could not afford to lose face.
They compared themselves to each other, and while they appeared to get along well on the surface, they secretly slandered each other countless times.
The investiture ceremony began, and the concubines, each with their own thoughts, stood behind the Emperor and Empress with slight nods.
Lanqin stood to the side of the Fourth Prince, flanked by the Empress.
No, after today's ceremony, she will be Imperial Noble Consort Nian.
However, today's protagonist, Lady Nian, can only lie in bed now, making this imperial concubine conferment ceremony truly ironic.
Yesterday, Bai Zhi secretly asked Xiao Dengzi to get a few doses of calming powder from the imperial physician. She was afraid that if the Empress suddenly had another nightmare during the investiture ceremony and talked nonsense in front of so many people, it would be a big deal. Being impolite is a small matter, but losing one's dignity is a big matter. She couldn't let the Empress lose her dignity in front of these little vile hussies!
Early in the morning, Cuiling and Baizhi dressed Nian Shi in the robes of an Imperial Noble Consort. Even while lying in bed, Nian Shi still had bright and clear features, though her face was pale from being unconscious for several days. Consort Hua, in her luxurious robes, looked very elegant and magnificent, but it was a pity that she was receiving the long-awaited conferment ceremony while unconscious.
Lanqin sighed inwardly. The Nian family had always been proud, yet they had been harmed to such an extent. And she knew it was the Fucha family, but she was powerless to do anything about it.
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