Story of Yanxi Palace: Fu Ying's banner will never fall

Chapter 158 Provoking Concubine Chun

Mingyu's voice rang out, her tone extremely proud, "Yingluo started making this skirt a month in advance. She had been preparing for today."

Qingyun and Zhenzhu were surprised. Zhenzhu hesitated for a long time before saying, "Sister Mingyu, according to you... Sister Yingluo has long wanted to help the queen to intercept it?"

Mingyu chuckled, "You fool, Yingluo wanted to help the queen keep the emperor and ease the relationship between them. If she didn't want to cut Concubine Chun's beard, she would cut Concubine Gao's beard. It's just that Concubine Chun has been too arrogant recently, so what happened tonight happened."

In Zhongcui Palace, the red candle burned for half the night and finally burned out.

Concubine Chun sat in the room, feeling cold all over.

Yu Hu came in with hot tea, and her voice rang out, "My Lady."

After waiting for a long while, Concubine Chun didn't say anything.

Yu Hu had no choice but to say helplessly, "Your Majesty, the Emperor probably won't come. He may be busy with government affairs. You should rest early."

Concubine Chun's eyes were empty and desperate. She muttered something to herself in a low voice. Yu Hu couldn't hear clearly, so he moved closer.

"No, I will wait here. The emperor will come." Concubine Chun said stubbornly.

In fact, she didn't like the emperor that much, but she was worried that the emperor would guess her feelings for Fu Heng.

She was afraid of losing her status and dignity, so she chose to wait for the emperor's arrival to let him see her "love" for him.

However, the emperor did not show up until dawn, which made Concubine Chun feel extremely lost and worried.

A few days passed, and Concubine Chun was anxiously waiting for news from the emperor in Zhongcui Palace.

Finally, one night, Yuhu told her that the emperor would stay in Changchun Palace that night.

Concubine Chun was extremely anxious, so she decided to go to Changchun Palace to find the emperor in person.

She gently stroked Yongrong's little face, her eyes full of worry, "Yongrong also cried for Ama today."

Concubine Chun looked at the child with heartache and couldn't help but shed tears. She knew that she couldn't go on like this and had to take action.

So she asked Yuhu to change her clothes and prepared to go to Changchun Palace immediately.

When Concubine Chun arrived at the gate of Changchun Palace, bursts of laughter were heard from inside.

Her heart suddenly sank, and her steps became heavy. She walked slowly into the palace gate, and every step felt like she was walking on the edge of a knife.

As she went deeper, the laughter became clearer and clearer, as if a knife was stabbing deep into her heart.

Concubine Chun finally saw the scene she least wanted to see - the emperor, the empress and the second prince were together, happy and lively.

But she and Yongrong seemed to be forgotten in the corner.

Empress Fucha sat gracefully in a chair, holding a delicate little garment gently in her hands, carefully embroidering a stitch from time to time, then gently raised her head and looked at the two people, one big and one small, opposite her with a smile.

At this moment, the emperor had completely lost his former majestic appearance as a king, and instead looked like a loving father, playing an exquisite Cuju with Yonglian. The father and son were laughing particularly happily, and their hearty laughter seemed to penetrate the entire palace.

The three of them get along very well with each other, and look extremely harmonious, warm and beautiful.

However, such a scene made Concubine Chun feel as if she had become an outsider, somewhat embarrassed and lost.

She tried to cheer herself up, walked forward with a smile, saluted and greeted the emperor and empress:

"Your Majesty, I greet you, Your Majesty. The Second Prince seems to be much healthier now, and he is very different from before. Your Majesty must have taken good care of him for a long time."

The emperor nodded happily, reached out and gently patted Yonglian on the shoulder, looked at Yonglian with loving eyes and said:

"Yes, Yonglian should exercise more. Now he is in good health and looks very similar to me when I was a child!"

Hearing the emperor's words, Concubine Chun's face suddenly turned stiff.

She had expected the emperor to turn his attention to her, but she had not expected him to be so interested in Yonglian.

He didn't even look at himself, let alone remember Yongrong who was crying and asking for his father.

Concubine Chun's heart was suddenly filled with complex emotions, including disappointment, grievance, and an indescribable pain.

After staying for a while, Concubine Chun felt that she really couldn't stay any longer, so she stood up and said goodbye to the Queen.

The queen couldn't keep her and had to let her go back to have a good rest.

Concubine Chun returned to Zhongcui Palace with a heavy heart. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the palace, she saw an unexpected guest waiting for her.

It turned out to be Er Qing. She bowed respectfully to Concubine Chun and said, "I pay my respects to Concubine Chun. I heard that the Second Prince is also in Changchun Palace today?"

Concubine Chun was shocked, but remained calm on the surface. She nodded and said, "Yes, I went to see the Empress and the Second Prince."

Qing agreed with a hint of jealousy in her eyes, but she soon smiled and said, "My queen, is it as I said? The second prince is indeed in good health and very likable."

Concubine Chun heard the sourness in her words and felt a little unhappy, but she still forced a smile and said insincerely:

"Yes, the Second Prince is indeed very healthy."

Er Qing deliberately echoed Concubine Chun's words and continued, "Although the Second Prince is very healthy now, the Emperor still cares about him very much. He just ordered that this year's New Year's Eve reunion dinner must be held in the Qianqing Palace, and it must be finished as soon as possible to prevent the Second Prince from catching a cold due to his weak body."

After hearing this, Concubine Chun's face became even gloomier. She knew what this meant.

The Second Prince has always been the focus of everyone's attention in the Forbidden City, while her own son, the Sixth Prince, has been left out.

Just then, Concubine Chun heard a baby crying. It turned out that Yongrong had woken up.

He saw his mother coming back. Although he was still in his wet nurse's arms, his two chubby little hands stretched out towards Concubine Chun desperately, and he made "ahhh" sounds from his mouth, indicating that he wanted his mother to hold him.

As soon as Concubine Chun saw him, her heart instantly softened. She walked up to him and gently picked him up.

At this moment, Er Qing's faint sigh suddenly rang in my ears:

"Empress Chun, there are many princes in this palace, but I have never seen the emperor love any of them so much."

"Yonglian is the queen's legitimate son, so naturally he is more favored than others." Concubine Chun's tone was a little reluctant.

"You are right. The legitimate son of the queen is different from others after all. I saw it with my own eyes. On the day when the second prince was born, it happened to rain from the sky, relieving the long-standing drought in Gansu." Er Qing said with a smile.

"Not to mention the emperor, even the queen mother said that this child is blessed by God and is extremely lucky!

Everyone is talking about it, when the second prince grows up, he will definitely be the best candidate to inherit the throne." Er Qing kept talking.