Concubine Biography

Chapter 73

In Zhaoyang Palace, Fu'er walked around the room slowly with her big belly, and Pei Ling kept looking at her while playing with toys on the kang.

Fu'er looked curious, walked over and asked, "What is Pei Ling looking at?"

Li Peiling looked up at her, pointed to Fu'er's belly, and said, "My concubine has a big belly, but I have a small belly." Li Peiling got up and stood on the edge of the kang, stretched out his hand two or three times, and opened his belly. Clothes, patted his round belly, and said, "Small belly, mother and concubine look at it."

Fu'er hurriedly pulled off his clothes, "Don't show your belly, you'll catch a cold, and your stomach will hurt if you catch a cold."

Pei Ling tilted her head and asked Fu'er, "When will my brother come out to play with me?"

Fu'er smiled slightly, "Brother will come out to play with you after a while. Does Pei Ling like younger brother or younger sister?"

Pei Ling thought for a while, "I like brother."

Fu'er sighed in her heart, although Li Peixiang said that he would come to play that day, he never came. He met Li Peixiang while walking a few days ago, and the child returned to his previous guarded appearance.Peiling had been sad for a while when she came back. Seeing that the brotherhood that had been established with great difficulty was gone, Fu'er was still very sad.

"Peiling will be an older brother from now on, you have to love your younger siblings, you know?" Fu'er took Peiling's hand and put it on her stomach, and said softly, "Here are Peiling's younger siblings. Good brother."

Li Peiling touched it with great interest for a while, then was diverted by the toy, Fu'er didn't bother him, and let the nanny Xiaoshanzi watch over him to play alone, and walked out with Hongying's hand on his waist.

"Ma'am, is there something bothering you?" Hong Ying asked softly while supporting Fu'er for a walk.

Fu'er looked at her and smiled, "Next year you can go out of the palace and get married. It's been a year, Wei Shan should wait."

"Your Majesty..." Hong Ying said coquettishly, with a blush on her face.

Fu'er slowly took a walk outside, "After your wedding is over, it's time for Lvying's wedding. I remember that she is only one year younger than you. Hualien will be able to take charge of her own affairs after teaching Hualien. Seeing that you are all good, I feel at ease."

Hongying smiled and said, "Your Majesty is lenient and treats us very well. The slaves are blessed to serve you once in this life."

"There is no need to say these words anymore, I will definitely prepare a generous dowry for you, and I will marry you off in a splendid manner." Fu'er patted Hong Ying's hand.

Hong Ying paused and asked again, "Is the empress worried about the slaves? Or are you worried about other things?"

Fu'er lowered her head and stroked her stomach and sighed, "Once this child is born, if she is a prince, the queen will hate me even more. I don't want to have any grudges with her, but...you can see it, Peixiang looks like a mouse when he sees me now It's like seeing a cat, if things go on like this, wouldn't the brotherhood between him and Pei Ling be..."

"Your Majesty has never been troubled by such a thing before," Hong Ying said with a frown. "The harem is a land of disputes, concubines vying for favor, and the prince vying for the throne. Your Majesty, these are inevitable."

"Let's not talk about this, these are things to worry about in the future." Fu'er sighed and changed the subject, "Which one is the new Marquis of Lin'an?"

Speaking of this red shadow, his face straightened, "It's Su Er, the one who guarded the palace with a sword on the day the late emperor passed away."

"It turned out to be him?" Fu'er couldn't hide her surprise, "Why didn't the eldest son of the Su clan become a prince?"

"Patriarch Su's legs were disabled for no reason, and he can no longer walk freely. His body is crippled, and he is also disabled. I heard that his temperament has changed a lot now. I heard from Xiaoshanzi yesterday that the eldest son of Su wants to Killed his mother with a knife, ma'am, isn't that crazy?" Hong Ying sighed, "The son that Marquis Lin'an devoted himself to cultivating turned out to be such a person, I'm afraid he won't be able to rest in peace when he dies."

"Kill your mother with a knife?" Fu'er shook her head, "No matter how much his temperament changed, he wouldn't treat his mother like this. There must be some other reason."

"Isn't it?" Hong Ying sneered, "Now there are rumors outside the palace that Su Er and Mrs. Su have joined forces to kill the boss of the Su family."

"They're both biological sons, that's impossible." Fu'er laughed, did she kill the eldest son for the sake of the second son?How could there be such a mother.

Hong Ying said mysteriously, "This matter can't be said for certain. Mrs. Su dotes on the second son, and the deceased old Hou Ye likes the eldest son. The woman brought the poisonous soup to her son herself, who would be wary of her own mother, Mr. Su Zhang has been crippled in this way, it is a pity that there is not even a man and a woman left behind."

Fu'er smiled, "The Marquis of Lin'an's family has a great career, and there must be many sons and daughters. This must be a lie made up by those people. I will not believe that my biological mother killed the eldest son."

Hong Ying chuckled, "Isn't the rumors just false and true? No one can say for sure. Which one hasn't done anything dirty. The Marquis of Lin'an is a relative, but he has been pushed to the forefront recently. The empress is not living well now Have a good time."

"We don't care about others, we just need to take care of ourselves. But...you should be more careful, everything in our palace has to be taken care of, and if there is anything, we can prepare in advance." Fu'er After thinking about it, I still feel that I should be on guard.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as the Emperor is here, you don't have to worry about anything!" Hong Ying blinked and smiled teasingly.

Soon, the day of Fu'er's delivery will arrive.

Everyone has experience. Fu'er is more prepared for giving birth this time than last time. Li Jiarong is sitting on the warm kang with her eyes closed, wondering what she is thinking. Su Shi is absent-mindedly drinking tea. expression, but the handkerchief in his hand has been wrung out of shape, and Alan is also frowning, looking out the window for a while.

Li Jiarong didn't speak, no one dared to speak, the room was silent, and in the delivery room next door, Fu'er's screams of pain were trembling.

Alan shuddered, and suddenly said in a low voice, "No wonder people say that giving birth to a child will hurt people to death..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Jiarong's eyes opened suddenly, shooting straight at her like sharp swords, Alan flinched, and waved his hands inexplicably, "Chen Qie stopped talking, Chen Qie stopped talking..."

Li Jiarong squinted and glanced at all of them, everyone's heart was pounding.

The daylight slowly moved from the middle of the hall to the ground, and then gradually dimmed until night enveloped the earth.

Fu'er is still in the delivery room.

Knowing that it was impossible for Li Jiarong to go back to rest, Su sighed, no matter how unwilling she was, she had to stay with her.It would be better if the one in the delivery room dies and dies, so as not to waste her waiting.

"Wow……."

Finally hearing the baby's cries, everyone turned their attention to the door.

Not long after, Hualien hurriedly opened the door and came in, knelt down to congratulate Li Jiarong with a happy face.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, the empress has given birth to a little prince, and the mother and child are safe."

Li Jiarong waved happily, "Reward!"

Another prince, mother and child are safe!Su chanted the meditation mantra silently, trying to suppress the unwillingness and resentment in her heart.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to Concubine Rong's younger sister/mother."

Hate turns to hate, and the sympathetic work that should be done must be done.

Li Jiarong smiled gently, "The empress and everyone have worked hard, let's go back to the palace to rest."

"Yes." Su saluted gently, and retreated silently with the two girls.

After Li Jiarong waited for the delivery room to be cleaned up, he immediately went to Fuer's side. Seeing the soft and tender baby sleeping soundly, and then looking at Fuer's pale face, Li Jiarong's heart felt at ease at this moment.

"Is it painful?" Li Jiarong asked softly.

Fu'er shook her head, then turned to look at the baby in the swaddle, "For the sake of the baby, it's worth the pain. Besides, it's not the first time, who doesn't feel pain when giving birth."

Li Jiarong touched her sweaty forehead, "Thank you for your hard work."

Fu'er rubbed Li Jiarong's big hand, and slowly closed her eyes, "I'm very tired, wake me up later."

There was a newborn baby, Pei Ling was very curious, after looking at it for a long time, he stretched out his hand and wanted to poke the baby's face, Fu'er hurriedly grabbed his hand, and said softly, "Pei Ling, a good brother will not bully a younger brother of."

Pei Ling withdrew his hand, looked left and right, "He fell asleep, I want to wake him up to play."

"He's still young and can't play with you yet, but he can play with you when he grows up." Fu'er said softly, gently touched Peiling's little hand, and unsurprisingly touched the too long hand. nail.

Peiling is fine in everything else, but he doesn't like to cut his nails. Perhaps it should be said that he can't be idle as long as he is awake. It is simply impossible for him to sit there peacefully and let the nanny cut his nails.

After finally coaxing Peiling to go out to play, Fuer told Hongying, "Go tell the nanny to cut the second prince's nails while he is asleep. Why do children keep such long nails?"

Hong Ying nodded, and went down to give orders.

Fu'er looked down at the infant son next to her, who looked exactly like Pei Ling when she was a child.

After confinement, Li Jiarong named the little prince Li Peiyan, and at the same time canonized Fu'er as Concubine Rong.

Fu'er's life was hurt by this delivery, Chen Zheng prescribed a lot of medicine for her, and at the same time very seriously did not allow Fu'er to get pregnant again soon.After reciting Fu'er, Chen Zheng told Li Jiarong the original words again, which made Li Jiarong like a frightened bird. After Fu'er's menstruation became regular after giving birth, she drank the long-lost Bizi soup again.

This is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

Fu'er was promoted from Concubine Rong to Concubine Rong, and Liugong should come to congratulate her.Mrs. Su sent a roll of calligraphy and paintings by famous artists from the former dynasty, but no one came.Alan and Su Qi arrived in person with gifts.

Fu'er sat at the head, ordered Hongying to accept the gift, smiled and thanked Su Qi and Alan, "Thank you two sisters."

Su Qiqiao smiled sweetly, "The imperial concubine is serious. The concubine came to congratulate the imperial concubine on her promotion, and also to congratulate the birth of the little prince. The blessings of the imperial concubine are unmatched. It is difficult for others to see the emperor, but the imperial concubine It is really gratifying to win two princes in succession."

Is this accusing her of dominating Li Jiarong?

Fu'er chuckled, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Alan snort softly.

"The legs and feet grow on the emperor's body. The emperor can go wherever he likes. Can others control him? It's fine if you don't own yourself, but don't show it out loudly. The concubine has really seen what it's like to be slapped in the face. "Alan said contemptuously.

Fu'er naturally shut up. Someone is willing to stand out, and she is happy to watch the fun.

Sure enough, Su Qi's face changed, "What did sister Xiuyi say, this is in Zhaoyang Palace! Isn't sister Xiuyi complaining that the emperor loves the noble concubine?"

Alan stretched out his hands to tidy up his clothes, and giggled upon hearing this, "If it wasn't in Zhaoyang Palace, whoever said that, my concubine would definitely slap me in the face! The concubine bumped into the imperial concubine that day, and the concubine didn't care about her magnanimity. This concubine really respects her mother very much in her heart. If anyone provokes her, this concubine will tear her mouth to pieces!"

Su Qi is good at fighting with people's mouths. Since Alan became a ritual repairer, the two have fought openly and secretly for hundreds of times, but they have never seen Alan dare to say so blatantly that they want to fight.Looking at Fu'er again, Alan probably wanted to curry favor with Fu'er.

Thinking about it, Su Qi was really afraid that Alan would really make a move, at the moment in Zhaoyang Palace, if the two of them really started fighting, Concubine Rong would have a reason to deal with them.

Su Qi couldn't sit still when she thought about it, she stood up and said goodbye to Fu'er, "I feel guilty for disturbing my mother for a long time, my wife still needs to rest more, so that I can get better as soon as possible."

Fu'er nodded, "Thank you Zhaoyuan, I won't keep you, Hongying, send Zhaoyuan away."

Alan got up when he heard that, "The concubine also left first."

Hongying sent the two girls out, Su Qi snorted at Alan, turned around and left.Alan spat behind her back and turned back to the palace from another direction.

When they were all gone, Fu'er smiled to herself, what Li Jiarong said was indeed right, Alan was holding on to the Su family and wouldn't let go, he couldn't touch the Su family, but it was more than enough to deal with Su Qi.

Half a month later, Fuer's elder brother Chen Qilai quietly sent a letter to Fuer when he asked for Ping An's pulse.

The next day, Concubine Rong called her younger sister Xi'er into the palace to meet her.

(End of this chapter)