The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 111
The life in the palace was so ordinary, but Wanyu never let go of her mother's hatred in her heart.

She and Concubine Yi almost tried their best to find the clues of Concubine Hui's evil deeds.

But there is nothing else except the wishful knot that is not enough to prove it.

The weather in the capital, after mid-November, is getting colder every day.

But there is one thing, but in this frosty palace, rumors are raging.

Queen Yuxi is already full-term, but there is no sign of giving birth.

Her belly was rounded by the dragon's tire, and it was very hard for her to move around on a daily basis.

The midwifery soup from the Tai Hospital was poured bowl after bowl, but there was no movement in the stomach.

The emperor attached great importance to the son born in the main palace after he ascended the throne, and because both the imperial physician and the Qin Tianjian said that this child might be a prince, he was overjoyed, and almost went to Fengxian hall every night to pray for blessings until late at night.

The rumors in the palace are really unbearable, the queen rests in the bedroom all day long, and Concubine Yi temporarily manages the affairs of the sixth palace with the right to assist the sixth palace.

She has always acted vigorously and resolutely, and because Wanyan and Shen Ye were involved in rumors a few days ago, she paid more attention to the rules, and executed several palace officials who took the lead in spreading gossip with thunderous force, which made everyone feel insecure, and the rumors were endless. Self-defeating.

But the reason why rumors are called rumors is because they spread extremely fast.

How could this matter escape the ears of the emperor?

According to the folk saying, if the pregnancy is full-term but not delivered, it is mostly because the fetus is unknown, which is a disaster, so the ancestors stopped it from being born.The prince in the palace set up a country, so this remark spread the most. Although the emperor didn't believe it, he would be shaken after hearing it too much.

That night, the wind was strong and the rain was pattering, which made the plum blossoms in the courtyard of Chengqian Palace bow their heads and lose their vitality.

Wannai and Rongyue couldn't help but talk about the queen's belly in the palace, and it wasn't until after dinner that Wanya went back to her side hall.

Wanyu changed into a snowy plum-colored flowing dark gold pajamas, lit a few palace lanterns, and ordered Yunchan to add a few more heaters, and sprinkled some spices in the heaters to make it smell better.

Wanyu leaned on the warm seat, heard the wind whimpering, raised her eyebrows and looked at the rain falling outside the window, and said to Yunchan lightly, "Do you think the queen will have a peaceful baby?"

Yun Chan panicked, lowered her voice and said anxiously: "What did the young master say, don't spread these words indiscriminately."

Wan Yu glanced at her, nodded her head and said: "She hasn't done anything harmful to nature after all, and she managed the harem in an orderly manner. Although she has a personal grievance with me, it is not her fault. I hope everything goes well for her and she replaces her in peace. The emperor gave birth to a son, so that the emperor can worry less."

She paused for a while, and saw that the raindrops were getting denser outside the window, so she hurriedly said to Yunchan: "It's raining fast outside, you take the umbrella and go back and rest quickly, lest your clothes get wet, and it's not good to catch a cold."

Yun Chan made a promise, took a soft cushion for Wan Yu to put on her back, and then left in peace.

Not long after, Wanyu heard movement outside the door, like Yun Chan returned to the hall, so she asked loudly: "But what fell?"

After the words fell, a figure blocked in front of the palace lantern, and the candlelight obliquely shining on Wanyu's body suddenly dimmed.She looked back suddenly, only to see the emperor standing beside her, his court clothes soaked by the rain, looking embarrassed.

Wanyu hurriedly got up, rubbed Juanzi and wiped off the rain on the emperor's body: "Why is the emperor drenched in such a heavy rain? Eunuch Liang is not serving him properly."

The emperor shook off the rainwater from his sleeves, and sat on the warm seat with a gloomy expression.After a long time, with a long sigh, he said, "Wan'er, I'm terrified."

While consoling the emperor, Wannai went to the cabinet to get a newly sewn pajamas for the emperor, and waited for him to put it on: "Is there anything urgent that can take care of your body? The previous dynasty was busy with everything, if you catch the wind and cold again How about it?"

The emperor held her hand, with a sad face on his face: "Just now I was praying for the queen and the prince in the Fengxian Hall, and when I said the sentence 'may the ancestors bless the queen to give birth safely', a thunderbolt exploded in the air, followed by several lightning bolts Slashed. From what I can see, that is the direction of Kunning Palace."

He pressed Wan'er's hand on his chest, and frowned, eager to get an answer from her: "Wan'er, do you think it will be true, as the folks say, the empress's baby?"

"When did the emperor become so superstitious?" Wan Yu had never seen the emperor so vulnerable, she took two steps forward, and gently hugged him: "Look at this concubine, the empress's birth must be an auspicious one. "

"how do I say this?"

"Your majesty, think about it. People say that good things take time, and when I was young, I heard that although the body of the fetus is in the mother's womb, the soul of the fetus lives with the ancestors. The empress does not give birth at full term, most likely because the ancestors like the prince and want to be with the prince more. He said something about how to govern the country, so that he can help the emperor better in the future, right?" Wan Lai lied casually, never thinking that the emperor would believe her.

The emperor stared at her with hot eyes, and asked: "Is this true? Wan'er, I was in a mess just now, my mind was blank, and I was walking in the rain absent-mindedly, and I came to you somehow. For some reason, someone With you here, I feel at ease."

That Ye Wanyi comforted the emperor for a long time before he eased his mood. Later, she ordered the palace servants to summon Liang Jiugong to bring the common clothes, and when he was sent to the emperor's sedan chair to clean the palace, the emperor's body was already a little hot.

She was worried, and wanted to go to Qianqing Palace to take care of her, but the emperor didn't want her to work hard and shirk blindly, so she had no choice but to follow the emperor's wishes, and ordered Liang Jiugong to call the imperial doctor to check the emperor's pulse, and boiled a lot of ginger in her own palace. Tang ordered people to send him to Qianqing Palace, so he felt a little more at ease.

After tossing about all this, it was already midnight, Wan Lai was about to rest, but Ma Jia Chang, who was restrained in the east hall, screamed for some reason.

"My child, don't harm my child! Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Wanyu could tell that Ma Jiachang was having another nightmare.

Ever since the emperor ordered her not to see Chengrui, she has been in a daze all day long.

Wan Lai didn't want to talk to her at first, but a cloud of suspicion suddenly arose in her heart.

She usually looks down on the servants who serve in the palace, so why did Yunshan ask her to denounce herself that day?
This matter was originally on Concubine Hui's mind, if Ma Jiachang was not in the same boat as Concubine Hui, then her own thoughts were superficial and she was taken advantage of by others.

Thinking of this, Wanyu immediately loses sleepiness.

She thought, she had to ask Ma Jiachang clearly, if there were some things that were not in order, she was clearer than herself.

She put on a cotton velvet plain cloak, took an oil umbrella casually, and braved the rain to go to the side hall where Ma Jiachang lived.

No candles were lit in the house, only Ma Jia was often whimpering and crying.

Wan Yu looked along the crack of the door, but did not see anyone waiting in the hall.

Presumably, she fell out of favor once, and was never mentioned again after being grounded by the emperor.The servants in the palace are always worshiping the high and trampling the low, and she always treats the servants harshly, so no one wants to suffer with her.

Wan Lai shook her head slowly, sighing in her heart that she was just a poor person trapped in this red walled palace.

She pushed the door open, and when the palace door opened lightly, a chill hit her face, not much better than outside the house.

It was only then that Wan Yu saw clearly that she was the same as when she was under confinement last year, and there was no charcoal fire in the palace.

(End of this chapter)