kvmb Chapter 215 Consort Fucha
Chapter 215 Consort Fucha
Fucha Peiyun understood the old man's thoughts perfectly well; emperors were just too suspicious.
Fortunately, she didn't have any ulterior motives towards this big, fat orange.
She wasn't saddened by this suspicion; she was just worried that the chubby orange would hurt Hongchang.
For Hongchang's sake, let's get rid of Big Fat Orange as soon as possible.
Fucha Peiyun quickly curtsied and softly replied:
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will take care of Consort Su wholeheartedly."
To ensure her and her unborn child are both safe and sound.
After hearing this, the chubby orange nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Yes, very good. I knew you would handle this matter well."
Fucha Peiyun wore a polite smile on her face, but inwardly she was cursing.
That old guy is getting more and more stingy!
It was just a few words of praise; they were so stingy with even the smallest practical benefit.
They bore his children and went through so much hardship, yet he only gave them such a small reward, practically nothing!
Even worse than Zhen Yurao's cold face
She gave him so many children, and all he ever said in praise was this one sentence!
If these children weren't useful to me in the future, who would be willing to go to such lengths?
However, although Fucha Peiyun had a lot of complaints about Da Pangju's stinginess, she herself would not be as stingy as him.
So she took the opportunity to say:
"Your Majesty, Consort Su's pregnancy with the imperial heir is a truly great achievement!"
In my humble opinion, should she be promoted to the rank of Noble Lady?
After all, the regular allowance is really quite low.
After listening to Fucha Peiyun's words, the chubby orange cat thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement:
"Hmm, what the Empress says makes sense. Let's promote Consort Su to Noble Lady Su."
Seeing that the emperor had agreed, Fucha Peiyun then continued:
"So, will the title of Consort Su be decided by the Imperial Household Department, or by Your Majesty personally?"
Big Fat Orange originally had no intention of bestowing a title upon Consort Su.
After all, his new favorite, Yu Rao, is only a noblewoman.
However, when Fucha Peiyun asked him this, he couldn't very well refuse, so he casually replied:
"I will draft it myself."
Fucha Peiyun's lips curled slightly, without leaving a trace.
Big Fat Orange thought for a moment and said:
"Let's name it 'Shun' (顺), which means gentle and compliant, and has a very auspicious meaning."
Fucha Peiyun hurriedly said, "Your Majesty is wise; the word 'smooth' is most appropriate."
The chubby orange nodded in satisfaction, gave a few more instructions, and then dismissed Fucha Peiyun.
After carefully considering her plan in her mind, Fu Yurao thought it over and over again.
I think it would be safer to discuss it with my sister Zhen Huan first.
After all, she had only recently entered the palace and was of lowly status, merely a minor noblewoman.
There aren't many trustworthy and capable people at my disposal.
Her elder sister, Zhen Huan, was different. She had been in the palace for many years and was now a Noble Consort.
Whether in terms of status in the palace or connections, they are far superior to me.
Therefore, Fu Yurao sent her personal maid to Zhen Huan to arrange to meet her in the Imperial Garden the next day.
The next day, the sun shone brightly, and the Imperial Garden was a riot of color, a breathtaking sight.
Fu Yurao arrived at the Imperial Garden early, carrying her beloved pipa and accompanied by several palace maids.
She deliberately chose a quiet place to sit down, and then gently plucked the strings and began to play.
The melodious sound of the pipa, plaintive and sorrowful, echoed throughout the Imperial Garden.
It seemed to express the myriad thoughts and sorrows in Fu Yurao's heart.
She was completely immersed in the beautiful music, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.
Not long after, Zhen Huan, supported by Jinxi, slowly walked over.
She heard the familiar sound of the pipa from afar, and her heart was filled with joy.
Upon closer inspection, it was indeed her younger sister, Fu Yurao, playing the instrument with great concentration.
I never imagined that Yu Rao, after being away for several years, would still possess such exquisite pipa skills.
It's unknown what Yu Rao went through outside that made her so reticent.
Zhen Huan didn't dare to think about it.
Zhen Huan did not rush to disturb her, but stood quietly to the side, listening to the moving melody.
Zhen Huan was happy to see her younger sister, Yu Rao, one last time before she died.
At the same time, she couldn't help but feel sorry and worried for Yu Rao.
She never imagined that Yu Rao would actually step into this filthy and strife-filled harem.
As the music ended, Fu Yurao slowly raised her head, her gaze meeting Zhen Huan's.
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly stood up to greet him, saying softly:
"Sister, you've come."
The two sat down slowly in the pavilion, hand in hand. Fu Yurao straightened her clothes slightly.
He then told Zhen Huan in detail about his long-planned scheme.
Zhen Huan listened quietly, and after Fu Yu Rao finished speaking, she remained silent for a while, considering the feasibility of the matter.
After a moment, Zhen Huan slowly spoke:
"Yu Rao, your method is quite good."
However, with Lady Fucha taking care of Su's pregnancy, it might not be so easy for her to conceive.
Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed across Fu Yurao's face.
But her resolve was quickly replaced by determination; she nodded firmly and said:
"Sister, I know how difficult this is, but I have to do it, otherwise I will not be able to accept it."
Zhen Huan looked at Fu Yu Rao and couldn't help but sigh.
She naturally knew Fu Yurao's determination and understood why she was so persistent.
However, she was still somewhat worried about Fu Yurao's safety.
"Sister, you don't need to try to persuade me anymore."
Fu Yurao seemed to see through Zhen Huan's thoughts and quickly said,
"I've made up my mind. I'm going to try it no matter what."
Seeing Fu Yurao's resolute attitude, Zhen Huan knew that further words would be futile, so she sighed helplessly and said:
"Since you've made up your mind, then I can only help you."
In truth, Zhen Huan also longed for revenge.
However, her health has always been poor, which prevents her from taking action casually.
She had been waiting for the perfect opportunity, an opportunity to strike decisively.
Now that Fu Yurao is going to take action, let her give it a try.
If we're talking about abortion, the most skilled one in the palace was undoubtedly the deposed Empress Ulanara Yixiu.
Weren't Zhen Huan's three children killed by Yi Xiu?
Thinking of this, Zhen Huan's eyes gradually became sharp.
She could take this opportunity to learn from the deposed empress's methods.
Let all these children in the palace be buried with the Zhen family!
Zhen Huan whispered a string of names in Fu Yu Rao's ear.
"These are the people I've placed in the palace; I'm handing them all over to you now, sister."
Fu Yurao listened carefully, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes, and nodded repeatedly.
"Don't worry, sister. I will be careful and will never let you down."
Fu Yurao's voice was firm and powerful, revealing her determination and confidence.
Zhen Huan nodded in satisfaction, but she still couldn't help but remind him again:
"This matter must never be known to anyone else."
Even the slightest leak of information could plunge us into utter ruin.
Fu Yurao bit her lip tightly and nodded vigorously.
"I understand. Sister has considered everything so thoroughly for me. Yu Rao will certainly not let you down."