Xinyi was also taken aback.
When this Guanyin statue for granting children was delivered, the princess had not been in the household for very long.
She liked it very much, so she offered it up that very day. The prince chuckled and said that the princess was in such a hurry.
Afterwards, Princess Gege worried that getting pregnant too early would bring trouble, so she kept drinking contraceptive soup.
However, due to her unusual physical condition, the princess still became pregnant.
However, she was in poor spirits after becoming pregnant and had to force herself to stay strong every day. Otherwise, even if she had miscarried, given her physical condition, she wouldn't have fainted immediately.
When the princess learned that Princess Niohuru was about to enter the mansion, she felt that the only thing she had to offer was this Guanyin statue that granted children, so she reluctantly gave it up.
Xinyi said anxiously:
“Princess, we must tell Prince and Princess Consort about this immediately. It turns out that Princess Yuan has been plotting against you all along.”
Niohuru Wanru frowned, pondered for a while, and then shook her head.
"Right now, even if you tell the Prince and his wife, they will probably advise you to be patient because Yuan Gege is pregnant."
Then she raised her head, looked at Geng Youran with pity, and said:
"After all, my sister has already miscarried. But Princess Yuan is still pregnant."
Xinyi shouted angrily:
"So we're just going to put up with this? Her child is her life, but aren't our princess and her child's lives also lives?!"
As expected of a woman from a prominent clan, Niohuru Wanru knew all too well that women in the inner quarters would use any means necessary to gain favor.
She continued to persuade her:
"In the backyard, pampering is often the original sin."
Xinyi wanted to say something more, but Geng Youran stopped her.
“Xinyi, Wanru is right. Right now, there’s no point in saying anything.”
However, Niohuru Wanru felt that this matter was not so simple.
She gestured for Xinyi to help Geng Youran back to her seat, then had Qingming serve tea and shared her thoughts.
"Sister, I have some ideas, but I don't know if they're right?"
"Please speak freely, sister."
"My sister thinks that this Yuan Gege is probably not as simple as she seems. She entered the manor a few days after you and gave you a Guanyin statue soaked in musk to celebrate your birthday. After that, you miscarried, Song Gege was confined to her quarters, and soon after, she was diagnosed with pregnancy. All of this does not seem to be a coincidence."
The more Geng Youran thought about it, the more horrified she became. She never expected that Yuan Gege, who seemed to be at odds with her on the surface, would have such a scheming mind behind the scenes.
Wanru is right. In this household, favoritism is the original sin.
Niohuru Wanru continued:
"If my sister's guess is correct, Consort Yuan probably has more tricks up her sleeve. There are currently three princes in the manor. The eldest prince, Honghui, has been ill for a long time, Hongyun only has two wet nurses by his side, and Hongshi is only a few months old. Next, Consort Yuan may target the younger princes."
"How dare she!"
Niohuru Wanru smiled but did not speak.
This Geng Gege is still so naive.
Since Yuan Gege has already taken action, it means that her vision extends beyond just being a princess.
If a princess gives birth to a child, she is not entitled to raise the child herself.
But if she became a concubine, she would be entitled to raise the child herself. At least, she could see him from time to time.
Geng Youran then truly understood that Yuan Gege's real goal was to become a secondary consort. If she had saved that child, given the prince's favor, he might have made her a secondary consort.
The Yuan family is clearing away the obstacles.
"In that case, I must quickly inform the Fujin and the Consort, and ask them to keep a close eye on the young princes. The manor has finally gained a few more children, and we can't afford any more accidents."
Niohuru Wanru nodded, indicating her agreement with Geng Youran's idea.
Before they could even inform the princess, devastating news came from the princess's courtyard.
Prince Beile's eldest son, Aisin Gioro Honghui, died despite medical treatment. He was only eight years old.
When Geng Youran and Niohuru Wanru rushed to the Fujin's courtyard, the whole place was filled with weeping.
Upon entering the inner room, they saw Ulanara clinging to the young prince's body, refusing to let go, despite everyone's attempts to persuade her to stop.
Even the most hard-hearted person would be moved by this sight.
"Your Highness, I beg you, please release the young prince."
"Shut up! Why hasn't the imperial physician I sent to fetch arrived yet!"
Honghui had already passed away. He was Ulanara's only child, and Ulanara was heartbroken and had gone somewhat mad.
Geng Youran and Niohuru Wanru quickly stepped forward.
"Princess Consort, let go. If you continue like this, the young prince will not rest in peace in the afterlife!"
"You Ran, hurry up, tell Hong Hui that as soon as she wakes up, you should make him some snacks. This child loves your snacks the most."
"Madam..."
Just as everyone was feeling sad, a loud shout came from the doorway:
"Madam!"
It turned out that the Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, heard that his eldest son was not well, so he rushed back immediately, but he still didn't make it in time for the last time.
He was a royal prince, and even in his grief, he could not show it to outsiders.
The Fourth Prince, Yinzhen, walked up to Ulanara and forcefully snatched Honghui from her arms, handing him over to Gao Wuyong.
Gao Wuyong hurriedly retreated while carrying the young prince's body. Yinzhen held Ulanara in his arms and allowed her to cry her heart out.
After the funeral, Ulanara rested for several days, and everyone in the mansion was extremely cautious, for fear of offending the Prince and his wife.
Several days later, the gates of the Fujin's courtyard reopened, and the concubines and princesses went in together to pay their respects.
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