"Yes, I understand."
"Yes, Your Majesty, then I shall take my leave."
Zhe Zhe left the Golden Palace.
The old woman behind her looked at her mistress with slight doubt, "Your Majesty, is that all you've said?" The Emperor hasn't even said whether he agrees or not.
Zhe Zhe chuckled, "This is enough, Granny."
In the Golden Phoenix Hall, Huang Taiji, alone, only realized after Zhe Zhe's reminder that he had been visiting Guanju Palace as often as he had in his youth these past few days, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
Recalling Hailanzhu's suddenly beautiful appearance and faint fragrance these past few days, Huang Taiji did not suspect that Hailanzhu, whom he had doted on for many years, would harm him. He just felt that Hailanzhu had been deliberately using some beauty formulas and trying to please him recently, which was not the same as her aloof and beautiful self she used to be.
A feeling of unease washed over Huang Taiji, and he suddenly remembered the Zhalute Fujin he had given away.
If it were her, she would truly look like a high and mighty fairy.
While Huang Taiji was thinking about Qingyin, Duoji was also thinking about Qingyin. After conspiring with Nan Chu, Duoji met with Nan Chu again late at night.
"Everything is normal in the palace."
Nan Chu nodded. "Okay, let's continue with the plan."
"Um."
Dorje paused for a moment, but did not leave.
Nan Chu looked at him suspiciously, "?"
Dorje met his gaze and asked with difficulty, "Is she alright?"
This "she" is obviously his wife.
Nan Chu sneered, then suddenly smiled genuinely, "Of course, that's good. By the way, my wife is pregnant. Perhaps you can ask for a cup of wine at my child's one-month celebration someday."
Dorjee: "..."
Dorjee fled in panic.
Nan Chu watched his retreating figure, chuckled coldly a few times, and then turned around to go back to bathe and continue warming the bed for his wife.
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A few months passed in the blink of an eye.
Qingyin's belly grew as big as an inflated balloon, and as her pregnancy progressed, Nan Chu finally spread the news of her pregnancy.
Leaving aside the heartbroken young ladies and gentlemen who learned the news, Huang Taiji in the palace was also becoming increasingly displeased with his trusted minister, but unfortunately, he didn't have much time left.
When Nan Chu left the court, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
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On September 18, 1641, Consort Chen, Hailanzhu, suddenly became weak. The illness came on suddenly, and Hailanzhu herself did not even realize it. She suddenly fell ill on the bed and did not even have the strength to speak.
When Huang Taiji heard that Consort Chen was seriously ill, he did not love Hailanzhu as much as before, but he still came to see her because of their past feelings.
Inside the palace, Hailanzhu lay weakly on the bed. Huang Taiji approached her, and the faint fragrance emanating from the emperor wafted towards her. "Consort Chen, take good care of yourself. You will get better in the future."
When Hailanzhu smelled the fragrance, she suddenly felt nauseous. In an instant, she suddenly understood something and made a violent movement, wanting to say something to the Emperor.
Unfortunately, her supposed strength barely moved her fingers, much to Huang Taiji's bewilderment.
But Hailanzhu's last glance after her death saw Dorje standing not far behind Huang Taiji.
It was him who deliberately harmed her, probably because of Ende, her first husband.
Hailanzhu understood that Dorje was avenging his brother, not only against her but also against Huang Taiji.
Hailanzhu died without even a trace of regret or anger left in her heart.
Dorje took one last look at his former sister-in-law and left without a second thought.
After Hailanzhu's death, Huang Taiji bestowed upon her a high honor and gave her a grand funeral.
Perhaps because of Hailanzhu's death, Huang Taiji's health suddenly deteriorated, and he became increasingly exhausted from dealing with memorials. As a result, Nanchu, under Huang Taiji's command, finally got a chance to catch his breath.
Against this backdrop, Qingyin successfully gave birth to a baby boy, whom Nan Chu named "Jiahui." In Manchu, this name represents an eagle, and Nan Chu gave him this name in the hope that he would grow up healthy and intelligent like an eagle.
Qingyin liked the name very much and called him "Xiao Hui" every day. Xiao Hui seemed to know that his mother was very beautiful every day and liked to stick to Qingyin's side every day, wanting Qingyin to hold him. He could see his beautiful mother with his own eyes.
Therefore, when he couldn't see, this chubby little boy would cry loudly, making Nan Chu want to spank the little rascal's bottom several times. But when Qing Yin gave him a look, he still didn't dare to hit him. So he had to painstakingly hold the boy and put him in the next room when he was asleep, and then carry him back to his wife's bedside before he woke up.
The miserable Lord Nan Chu is once again scheming against his son.
Two years of raising a child have passed by in a flash.
On the night of the ninth day of the eighth month of the eighth year of Chongde (the sixteenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, 1643) (September 21), at the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), Huang Taiji suddenly died in the Shengjing Palace. He was posthumously awarded the title of Emperor Yingtian Xingguo Hongde Zhangwu Kuanwen Rensheng Ruixiao Jingmin Zhaoding Longdao Xiangong Wen, and was buried in Zhaoling Mausoleum in Shenyang. His ninth son, Fulin, ascended the throne. (Baidu)
The eldest son did not ascend the throne; instead, Consort Zhuang, along with her ninth son, Fu Lin, ascended the throne.
Leaving aside the turmoil within the palace, the Yehenara Prefecture outside the palace was peaceful and quiet.
Nan Chu kept all the storms outside the Yehenara Palace.
Oh, no.
"Mother, Mother!"
A chubby little boy with a three-headed build climbed onto a pink figure that walked in at lightning speed.
Qingyin smiled, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from her chubby son's face. "Slow down, Mother won't run away."
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