Eunuch Zhu accepted the gift and hurriedly said with a smile, "Oh, thank you for your generous gift, Your Highness. Don't worry, I will take good care of you. Miss, you can also rest assured that no one will dare to neglect you."
Not long after Eunuch Zhu left, His Majesty sent his reward.
I'm too lazy to even look at the wild geese flying south.
Several people offered incense, saying that the Empress was tired and needed to rest.
The visitor didn't ask any questions.
The gift was a set of lotus-patterned tea set, which was just right and very suitable.
What a chaotic scene! That evening, the emperor still went to the empress's quarters.
The Empress had waited for so long, and now that it had finally arrived, she was overjoyed beyond words.
The next day, he went to the Phoenix Pavilion, where the Empress resided, to pay his respects.
Although this place is called a pavilion, it is not small and has a front and a back.
It also has a waterside pavilion, which is considered the best building in the entire Lotus Garden.
Even the Jingtai Hall, where the emperor lived, couldn't compare. Although the Jingtai Hall was large, it was square and uninteresting.
The Empress smiled even more happily today, saying, "There's no need to pay your respects every day while we're in the garden. We're here to relax. Let's change it to once every five days, and we can resume the daily greetings when we get back."
Everyone thanked him, and Yan Nangui was overjoyed.
He also instructed the three people who were supposed to be taking care of the children to make sure they kept a close eye on them, otherwise there would be water everywhere.
After saying that, he told everyone to disperse.
There's no rush to go back. The scenery in this lotus garden isn't just about lotus flowers; there are other flowers as well.
This place was built on top of a pond, and these ponds were not originally connected; they were deliberately separated later.
Although the ground floor is open, there are buildings above.
It's very unique and beautiful.
Yan Nangui walked with Jiangxiang and Shuanzi. It wasn't hot in the morning, and a gentle breeze was blowing, which was very comfortable.
Before long, they met the eldest prince.
The eldest prince was taken out for a stroll by his wet nurse.
Because the roads here are like this, winding and turning, it's not surprising to encounter them.
The eldest prince, being very sensible, stepped forward to greet her: "Greetings, Mother Consort Chen."
The eldest prince is five years old this year. Although he is still young, he knows the rules.
"Your Highness is too kind." As a second-rank imperial concubine, Yan Nangui was naturally worthy of this bow.
A stepmother is still a mother.
After paying his respects, the eldest prince looked at his wet nurse, somewhat at a loss.
The wet nurse hurriedly asked, "Is Consort Chen here to enjoy the scenery?"
"Okay, you guys go ahead, I'll just wander around," Yan Nangui said.
The eldest prince then saw him off again.
After walking a distance, Yan Nangui said, "This child has grown up so fast."
"Yes, the eldest prince was born in the twenty-fifth year of Jingxun. He has already celebrated his fifth birthday."
It's just that children under twelve years old don't celebrate their birthdays too much.
If there's a major demerit, it's only for the year the child turns one. But none of Shu Chengfeng's children have had a major demerit.
It was due to the circumstances at the time, but later it just became a habit.
"I've also heard that His Majesty has recently started naming the princes and princesses, but it hasn't been finalized yet," Jiangxiang said.
"Well, they're still young, there's no rush to get them up," Yan Nangui said.
In order to make them easier to raise, sometimes they don't even have names until they are ten years old.
"I wonder if Consort Xiangxian, Consort Luo Wanyi, and Consort Rong are carrying boys or girls. If they are all princes, that would be quite a feat," Jiangxiang said.
"I don't know, no one can predict the future of a child."
They're just gossiping.
But to everyone's surprise, Consort Xiangxian in the palace had been feeling unwell since yesterday.
When I saw the imperial physician again today, his expression was extremely unpleasant.
Physician Huang is to follow His Majesty. Today, another physician will be going to Wanchun Palace. They are all highly skilled physicians.
The imperial physician said very solemnly, "Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness's pregnancy..."
"Go ahead and say it." Consort Xiangxian already had a plan in mind.
"If we were to try to save the pregnancy... the risks would be extremely high. Your Majesty's health would also be compromised. I fear you might never be able to conceive again. It would be better to take advantage of the fact that the fetus is still small now... so you will still have a chance in the future. Your Majesty is in good health, but this pregnancy is not looking good. Perhaps... we urge Your Majesty to make a decision soon."
Consort Xiangxian gritted her teeth: "Is there no way to ensure the safety of both me and the child?"
"Your Majesty's medical skills are lacking, but with such skills, I'm afraid... no one else can do it. The longer it drags on, the more depleted Your Majesty's body will become. Even if we force it, we can't guarantee it will last five months. By then, Your Majesty will be even more harmed. Why put yourself through this?"
Consort Xiangxian remained silent for a while.
Fu'er advised, "Your Majesty, please listen to the imperial physician. If... you still have a future. With your favor, you will surely have more than one prince in the future."
Consort Xiang closed her eyes, and after a long while opened them: "Go and prepare the medicine."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will prepare the medicine carefully and it will not harm your health."
So, in the afternoon, news came that Consort Xiangxian of Wanchun Palace had miscarried.
The reason is that the tire was not properly seated.
Upon hearing this, Yan Nangui simply clicked his tongue and said, "Consort Xiangxian has truly lived up to the name 'virtuous' over the years. She has said nothing more than that she miscarried."
“Your Highness, I think it’s too late. I’m afraid… she’s already lost her fertility. Whatever she does now, she might lose the child before she even finishes what she’s done,” Chanyi said.
Yan Nangui laughed out loud: "That's true, I was overthinking it. Oh well, it's gone, it's gone. Whether I have a child or not doesn't matter to me. It's just that this woman was obsessed with having a child, just like an empress. Now that she's gone, she must be heartbroken."
"Having children is all a matter of fate; you can't ask for it," Jiangxiang said.
These words were already said by Xichun Xie and that was that.
There are quite a few happy people.
The Empress and Consort Jing were overjoyed.
It's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
In the evening, Shu Chengfeng came, but Yan Nangui couldn't discern anything from his expression.
He merely glanced around the place: "I came here when I was a child, but I haven't been here since. This is also my first time here, Xichun Xie." This was the residence of the imperial concubines, so it was normal that he had never been here before.
I did live in the Phoenix Pavilion with the Empress Dowager when I was very young.
However, it was really too small; the late emperor did not like lotus flowers.
So gradually they stopped coming.
“I’ve heard about what happened in the palace, so I won’t comfort Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please have some tea,” Yan Nangui said.
"Consort Xiang's pregnancy was unstable from the very beginning. Imperial Physician Huang said long ago that even if it could be saved, it would be premature." Shu Chengfeng actually knew this in his heart.
Can premature babies be raised well?
It's better that it's gone. He would rather not have had the child than have it born and not survived.
Yan Nangui knew what he was thinking, so she didn't bring it up.
They simply ordered the meal to be prepared.
After dinner, it started raining outside.
Listening to the rain pattering on the lotus leaves is actually quite interesting; it's so rhythmic. Yan Nangui was almost falling asleep listening to it.
Shu Chengfeng was probably tired, so he stopped doing anything, put his arm around her and closed his eyes.
In a daze, I thought, "It's very humid here. I should call the imperial physician tomorrow to see how to avoid it. Otherwise, this woman is weak and getting dampness will be bad for her."
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