In the Empress Dowager's palace, Consort Rong and other concubines did not mention Li Gege's matter, which made Hezhuo breathe a sigh of relief.
There are no secrets in the palace. Presumably, after these few days, most people in the palace know the truth, and even the high-ranking concubines know the whole story (it was Consort Hui who released it, and Consort Li unfortunately had a premature birth). The way the Grand Consort was handled was also quite proper, and she couldn't say anything. Knowing that this matter could not harm Consort Hui, she simply dropped the matter.
For the Empress Dowager, it meant even less. A great-grandson who hadn't even been born yet was nowhere to be found; how could he compare to her grandson and granddaughter-in-law? Besides, this granddaughter-in-law was a member of the Empress Dowager's clan, and the first granddaughter-in-law among her grandsons. She was usually well-behaved and still had some respect in front of the Empress Dowager.
The fifteenth day of greetings passed peacefully. In his first life, He Zhuo was from a well-off family; in his second life, the cultivation world was all about power, and such intrigue was rare.
Although I've seen a lot in my life, this is my first time experiencing it myself. After years of training from the Irgen Gioro family, I've made some progress, but I really can't stand the way women scheme and fight over men.
As for Yinzhi, Hezhuo didn't have any expectations. After checking her age, she knew she would be the primary consort. Historically, Yinzhi was also long-lived, living to the age of 62. However, passing through these 40 or 50 years was nothing to Hezhuo, who now had a lifespan of 300 years. Her obsession was having children.
Time flies, and a month has passed since she married Yinzhi. During this month, except for Hezhuo's private time and the day Li Gege miscarried, Yinzhi has been resting in the main courtyard.
This made everyone in the backyard extremely envious and jealous, but they could do nothing but whisper a few sour remarks in secret. The main courtyard was managed like a tightrope by the two matrons.
The infertility drug found on the wedding night's bed curtains was also discovered; it was made by the concubine, Gao, who relied on her brother, the head of the Imperial Household Department. Gao had never served the emperor, but because she was wealthy, her life in the prince's quarters was not difficult.
However, they were cautious enough that they couldn't find fault with her for the time being. But the servants who helped with this task were not so lucky; they all died suddenly during this period, resulting in the loss of three people. The Gao family must be heartbroken for a while.
But there's no need to rush. You have to strike at the heart of the matter. If you can't get things done in the palace, you'll have to find a way to remove the cancerous growth on the Imperial Household Department after you leave the palace and establish your own residence.
Both concubines had elder brothers working in the Imperial Household Department. The Gao family was still a small family at the time, but they truly rose to prominence during the Qianlong era. Consort Gao, one of Qianlong's most favored concubines, came from this family.
However, the orchid could not be accurately identified; only vague clues were found that it resembled the Hesheli and Tongjia clans.
The New Year's gifts in the palace have all been prepared, and they are all prepared in accordance with the practices of previous years.
He Zhuo simply added an embroidered piece to the gifts for the Empress Dowager and Consort Hui, which were embroidered before their marriages, as a sign of filial piety.
Yinzhi saw it and said he would embroider one for him too. Hezhuo agreed, but told him it might be later and would be a slow process. (What a liar! Embroidering ten pieces a day with his spiritual power is a piece of cake. He's made everyone believe him.)
I already said I used spiritual power, dear. Hehe, actually it's not that slow even without spiritual power. After all, He Zhuo's sealed spiritual power is equivalent to that of a post-natal martial artist. But that's how people are; they don't cherish things that are too easy or too quick to obtain.
"It's over. Whew..." Celebrating the New Year in the Qing Dynasty was really exhausting. The food was terrible; most of the dishes were cold, covered with a layer of white grease, which made it unappetizing.
"Madam, I noticed you didn't eat much at the banquet. Let me make you a bowl of hot noodle soup."
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