Su Yushan had only said it casually, not expecting him to take it seriously. She had originally intended to ask about something important, but he had interrupted her. If they continued talking, things might get out of control. Yushan secretly sighed that she shouldn't have trusted him.
She asked about that question again, but Hongli hesitated and avoided answering, seemingly reluctant to say. She guessed that there might be some unforeseen circumstances that prevented him from speaking openly, so she stopped asking and just waited.
After arguing with him for a while, Su Yushan, not wanting to disturb him while he was doing his business, got up and went back to Jingren Palace.
Upon returning to the palace, she heard Rong Yu crying. Su Yushan's heart clenched, worried that something had happened to the child. She hurried into the room and found Rong Yu and her brother crying.
Su Yushan approached to inquire about the situation. Rong Yu, her eyes red from crying, choked back tears as she accused, "Mother, my brother tore my red string!"
Yu Shan had a deep impression of this red rope. The year Yonghuang entered the palace to study, she brought her daughter to the palace to celebrate the Empress Dowager's birthday. Yonghuang could not see his family all the time, so he personally braided a snowflake red rope and gave it to Rong Yu as a memento.
Rong Yu cherished this piece of jewelry and bracelets, but she only liked wearing this red string. Little did she know that her younger brother would break it.
Heartbroken, Rong Yu threw herself into her mother's arms. The Third Prince was also there, wailing loudly. The two children's cries rose and fell, as if they were competing to see who could cry the loudest. Su Yushan felt a headache coming on and patiently asked her son what he was crying about.
The two-and-a-half-year-old Third Prince sniffed and said in a childish voice, "My sister pushed me."
Rong Yu glared at her younger brother and sneered, "You tore my bracelet! I'm never playing with you again, you bad brother!"
Su Yushan understood her daughter's feelings, so she said to her son, "You broke your sister's treasured possession and hurt her feelings. It's good enough that your sister didn't hit you. How dare you cry?"
With a pout, the Third Prince, feeling guilty, lowered his head and counted on his little fingers, saying, "I didn't mean to."
"Quickly apologize to your sister."
Once his mother spoke, the Third Prince dared not argue and obediently complied. He turned to his sister and said very sincerely, "Sister, I'm sorry! Please don't be angry anymore, okay?"
The bracelet she had worn for so long was torn to pieces. Rong Yu was heartbroken and furious. Her face flushed red as she snapped, "No way! I don't want to talk to you. Go away!"
To ease the tension, Changyue suggested, "This servant also knows how to braid bracelets. Shall I braid another one for the princess?"
"I don't want it, I want this one, the one my brother made."
"But this one is broken and can't be worn anymore." Su Yushan gently wiped the tears from her daughter's face with a handkerchief, coaxing her kindly.
"Your Aunt Yue is very skillful; she can knit you an exact replica."
No matter how Su Yushan tried to coax her, Rong Yu didn't smile. She angrily broke free from Su Yushan's embrace and went back to her room alone, so angry that she refused to eat lunch.
Su Yushan had no other choice but to wait until Shenshi (3-5 PM) for Yonghuang to return from school so that he could persuade his sister.
At first, she wouldn't answer when Yonghuang knocked on the door, but when he called her name and she heard the familiar voice, she immediately got up from inside the tent and ran to the door to open it.
"Brother, you're back!"
When Yonghuang entered, he asked her why her eyes were so red and swollen. Rongyu tearfully told her brother the whole story.
Upon hearing this, Yonghuang laughed heartily, "It's just a bracelet! Out with the old, in with the new. I'll braid you a new one, don't be sad."
Her brother was willing to knit new ones for her! Rong Yu thought about it carefully and felt that it was a good idea, but she was also worried that her brother was just trying to comfort her.
"But you're so busy with your studies, and you still have homework to do when you get home. Do you even have time to make bracelets?"
“I can do it in my spare time, it’s no problem, I can definitely finish it in three days.”
After receiving her brother's assurance, Rong Yu finally smiled. Then Yonghuang went out and brought his younger brother to find her.
The Third Prince apologized to her again and even took off his silver bracelet and gave it to her as an apology.
Rong Yu glanced at it, then raised her head disdainfully, "I also have many bracelets, but I don't like them. I only want the bracelet that my brother made."
The third prince's good intentions were rejected by his sister, and feeling frustrated, he tugged at his elder brother's sleeve, "Brother, sister doesn't like my bracelet, what should I do?"
Yonghuang chuckled and coaxed, "If you don't like it, then forget it. Let me finish braiding the bracelet first."
Is this bracelet really that good? Why does my sister like it so much? The Third Prince couldn't help but wonder and begged his elder brother to make him one too.
Rong Yu immediately became unhappy, "Brother promised me first that he would make me a bracelet."
The third prince quickly pleaded with his elder brother, "Make it for me first!"
The siblings had just shown signs of making up when they started arguing again. Su Yushan, standing on the porch some distance away, witnessed this scene, shook her head, and sighed with a smile.
"He's just like a child, he gets angry at the drop of a hat."
Chang Yue smiled and replied, "Brothers and sisters are closer because they bicker and argue!"
The Third Prince is now two and a half years old. Hongli has been busy lately and has completely forgotten about this matter. When he had some free time, Su Yushan reminded him that it was time for the Third Prince to be vaccinated against smallpox.
Hongli sighed inwardly, realizing he had been so busy that he had neglected his son's important matter. Only after her reminder did he remember, and he immediately summoned the imperial physicians to begin making arrangements.
The imperial physicians and the Imperial Astronomical Bureau consulted and decided to schedule the Third Prince's smallpox vaccination for half a month later.
For the past two days, the Empress Dowager has continued to claim illness, and Hongli has not visited Cining Palace again.
Su Yushan's biggest rival for the position of Assistant Consort of the Inner Palace was Consort Rong, Gao Xiuwen. To Su Yushan's surprise, two days later, news came from Zhongcui Palace that Consort Rong had accidentally fallen and fractured her leg and was resting in bed.
Upon hearing the news, Su Yushan couldn't help but feel surprised. Why did Consort Rong have to have an accident at this time?
Thinking of a certain possibility, Yunfang couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Could it be that the Emperor wants you to assist in managing the harem, so he's deliberately making things difficult for Consort Rong and intentionally injuring her?"
After a moment's thought, Su Yushan silently shook her head. "Although the Emperor is cold to Consort Rong, she is still his woman. The Emperor wouldn't go so far as to harm her."
Suddenly recalling what Hongli had said that day, "to see if certain people know what's good for them," she pondered for a moment and finally understood.
"It seems that the injury was Consort Rong's own decision."
Yunfang and Changyue exchanged bewildered glances, not understanding what she meant. "What do you mean by that?"
Some things are better left unsaid than understood. Su Yushan smiled and said, "I'm just guessing, I'm not sure."
Just as Su Yushan predicted, this "injury" was indeed Gao Xiuwen's own idea.
In Zhongcui Palace, Gao Xiuwen was sitting half-reclined in the tent, letting Cui Ning apply ointment to her.
The ointment smelled unpleasant, and Gao Xiuwen covered her nose with a handkerchief, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.
Cui Ning always felt that her mistress was the most suitable person to manage the harem. Consort Chun had neither status nor qualifications; what right did she have to seize it? "Such a golden opportunity, just handing it over like this, Your Majesty, don't you think it's a pity?"
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