A beautiful figure ran out of the door. The slim fifth princess, dressed in auspicious clothes, came to greet her sister, but she threw herself into her arms. Princess Rongxian was knocked and fell back a few steps. The brides and grooms hurriedly came to help her, all laughing.
He said: "The princess is about to enter and bow to Concubine Rong. She cannot delay leaving the palace."
Rongxian didn't pay too much attention. After standing firm, he touched his sister's head and said, "Why are you acting like a baby now? You, you have to be better in the future. You are a big girl. Don't always quarrel with your fourth sister. Your third sister is not like that."
If you are able to break up a fight, don't bully her, and don't bully the sisters. Xiao Chen'er is so good, don't lead her into trouble. Do you hear me?"
"Sister, don't leave." Wen Xian cried after holding it in for a long time.
But when he saw Concubine De coming out of the door, he saw that his daughter had delayed Rongxian's entrance. He came up and pulled her away, straightened Rongxian's clothes and said softly: "Go in, your mother-in-law is waiting for you.
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Rong Xian nodded with tears in his eyes, then took out the handkerchief from his arms and handed it to his tearful sister. Then he followed Aunt Xi Niang to the gate of Jingyang Palace. Lan Qi stood aside holding her daughter and took Rong Xian's hand.
The veil Xian gave her wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a smile: "Didn't you tell E Niang that you would marry far away in the future? Now you can't bear to let go of your sister?"
However, Wen Xian completely forgot that he had ever been so excited. At this moment, he only felt the sadness of separation. He leaned softly on his mother's shoulder and sobbed: "I don't want it, I want to stay with E Niang."
Lan Qi shushed her daughter to tell her to be quiet, and whispered: "Today is a good day for my sister to get married. Only my sister can shed tears. You can't cry. My mother will talk to you later." She kissed her daughter.
After getting married, he coaxed in her ear, "Wen Xian is not going anywhere, how about staying with E Niang all the time?"
The little girl agreed with a sob. Ruan Ruan was not as overbearing and unruly as usual. The older she got, the more she looked like a daughter's family. Lan Qi naturally liked and felt sorry for her. He held her hand and walked in, saying not to miss sister Rong Xian's good time.
In the main hall of Jingyang Palace, Concubine Rong was sitting upright in court attire. The daughter she had raised for eighteen years was getting married today. Once all the rules and etiquette in the capital were fulfilled, she would go far away to the grassland. I wonder if she would ever see her again in this life.
Thinking of this several times, Concubine Rong couldn't help but feel sad. Tears burst into her eyes when she saw her daughter bowing in front of her.
Everyone present was moved, but such scenes would become more and more common in the future. Lan Qi saw Bu Guiren with tears in her eyes. She knew that next year it might be Duan Jing’s turn. She looked down at her daughter again, and saw that it would be Wen Jing’s turn.
How many years does Xian have left?
Later, the girls got married, and the sons married Fujin and left the palace to settle down. After ten years or so, there were fewer and fewer chirping and noisy children in the palace, and it returned to its former cold appearance. Once the women even left their children,
How to spend the long years? Ordinary people can still have fun with their grandchildren at home, but how can they take care of their grandchildren so casually in the palace? The most noble people in the world clearly live in these high walls, but they live a more miserable life than anyone else.
A day when you can’t help yourself.
"Eniang." Wen Xian called out at this time. Lan Qi lowered her head and asked her what she wanted to do. Her daughter said softly, "I want to go back to Yonghe Palace to see Xiao Chen'er. She will be lonely alone. She is afraid of taking medicine.
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The little daughter felt uncomfortable when she woke up in the morning. It was probably because she went crazy last night. Lan Qi asked Huan Chun and her wet nurse to take her to Yonghe Palace to rest and was unable to come to watch the ceremony. However, her elder sister loved her and was thinking about her little sister in the busy time.
Lan Qi agreed: "Go to Ningshou Palace during lunch. E Niang will be waiting for you at the imperial grandmother's place."
After the ceremony of Rongxian is completed, Concubine Rong, Concubine Hui and others will have to arrange the promotion ceremony of several palace concubines. Today can be regarded as an extra blessing. Naturally, Concubine Rong and the others will take care of An Guiren. Lan Qi herself
I want to go to Yanxi Palace to congratulate Myolie on becoming Min Changzai.
There were not many people in this wave of Jin titles, and most of them were people with seniority in the palace. Zhang Jia was the only one who got the title of emperor. Lan Qi herself didn't care, but others looked at it and heard the words, "Zhang Jia"
It is similar to the situation of Concubine De in the past. When Concubine De was granted a noble title in Jin Dynasty, she was the only one with the title of "De". As for Concubine Wen at that time, her title of "Wen" was only because of the title "Wen" in her maiden name.
"Wen" is a title that people in the palace have been accustomed to calling for so many years, and it is not her title.
However, Lan Qi knew that the title given to Xing'er was the result of discussions between her, Sister Rong and the Queen Mother, and had nothing to do with the emperor. However, her treatment at the time was all Xuan Ye's wish. She knew the difference in her heart.
That's enough.
Over here, Concubine Yi and Concubine Hui came to congratulate Concubine An. Concubine An did not expect that she would be so lucky. The difference between a concubine and a noble person was so great that her own treatment in the palace would be very different in the future.
Even the family can benefit from it. After more than 20 years of hard work, they finally got through.
Concubine Hui and Concubine Yi said some polite words to her, and then let her entertain the guests in her room. The two of them were too lazy to stay in this small place, so they went out together to go to Ningshou Palace first, talking on the way.
Concubine Hui smiled at Concubine Yi and said, "Look at how warm they are now, I really don't know what it was like being by your side in those years."
Concubine Yi knew what Concubine Hui was referring to, but she didn't want to be laughed at because she was blind, so she sneered disdainfully: "Her daughter is still being raised in Yikun Palace. What dare she do to make me sorry? But she has milk.
Mom, Concubine De is treating her well now, and she thinks it is more reliable there, which is understandable. A good bird chooses a tree to roost, sister Hui Concubine can’t see through this?"
After saying these words, Concubine Yi walked away. Concubine Hui immediately looked at her pretending to be proud, and sneered: "You were sold by others and you helped count the money. You are so stupid, you are just trying to survive in this palace."
Dao, you are so stupid that others will not bother to be your enemy."
The princess was getting married, the concubines were getting promoted, and the Forbidden City was bustling all day long. There was joy in every corner, and many things were messy. No one paid much attention to the fact that there were people coming in and out of the palace. Fourth Brother led
Several brothers and sisters went to Chengqian Palace to play. When the princess turned around and left again, no one cared that there was one more and one less. The eighth brother just stayed in Chengqian Palace.
At this moment, Yinsu was alone in his fourth brother's room. The child in Jifu looked a little nervous. Suddenly, the door was pushed open. He stood up immediately and saw the beautiful noble Jue Chan coming in with a food box. She
He closed the door with his backhand, looked at Brother Eighth with a smile and said, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
The eighth prince shook his head and stared at his mother. He saw her walking to the table, unfolding the food boxes one by one, and said softly: "Today, Min Changzai is having a great celebration in the Yanxi Palace. It is inevitable that he will entertain guests. I
There is nothing to congratulate Min Chang for being here, so I made some snacks for her to serve as tea, and brought some over for you to try."
"Did you make it yourself?" Brother Ba asked. The ten-year-old boy's eyes sparkled when he looked at the snacks. However, he had never eaten a bite of food made by his mother in his more than ten years.
Jue Chan said with a smile: "Want to have a taste?"
"Yes." Yinhu agreed and sat down at the table. Jue Chan brought him a bowl of tea and sat on the edge. He persuaded with a smile: "Eat slowly, don't choke."
The eighth elder brother did not show an ugly look when eating. He has always been the most polite and gentle boy among the brothers. He ate two pieces of snacks quietly, glanced at Jue Chan from time to time, and when he took another piece of mung bean cake, he couldn't help but ask
: "Fourth brother said you want to see me."
Jue Chan nodded: "I have been helping Min Chang take care of the little princess in Yanxi Palace these days. It reminded me of you when you were a child. At that time, we were all still in Xianfu Palace. When I was preparing to make snacks yesterday, I thought that I had never done anything for you.
, so I begged Fourth Elder Brother to arrange today’s affairs.”
The eighth prince pursed his lips and said nothing. Although mother and son were still not close to each other, today, Master Jue Chan called him the eighth prince without politeness. He even came to see him and even brought him homemade snacks. No matter how smart a ten-year-old child is
, he is still a child after all, and the eighth prince is still a child who has longed for maternal love all year round.
Noble Jue Chan looked at his son and directly called him by his name: "Yinsu, don't tell Concubine Hui about the fact that I came here to see you. Maybe you blame me for not showing any affection to you, but that's not your fault."
, and it’s not my fault. I have a lot to explain, but if I say too much, you will just think that I am making excuses to deal with it. In the future, when you grow up, you will naturally understand."
The eighth brother nodded and slowly ate the mung bean cake in his hand. His mother said in his ear: "There will always be opportunities to meet each other in the future. We are not sneaking around, we just don't want to cause trouble to others. If you are tired of it, just talk to me directly."
Say, I just want to do my best to be a mother."
Yinsu nodded again, finished the snack in his hand, and his mother brought him tea. He held it in both hands and drank the warm tea. Then he stared at the tea soup and said softly: "Can I call you my mother?"
Jue Chan smiled and said: "Of course, I am your mother-in-law."
But Yinsu suddenly raised his head and asked with a bit of resentment: "Then why were you so indifferent to me in the past?"
Noble Jue Chan responded calmly: "Because I don't want you to be bullied in the Changchun Palace. You will understand these truths when you grow up. I don't want to bother to explain them. It is also my pride and self-esteem as a mother."
The eighth prince didn't seem to understand, but he understood how he lived in the Changchun Palace. The words of the noble Jue Chan were obviously reasonable, but he couldn't accept it, and he always expected to get his mother's love.
"Eniang." Yinhu said.
Mrs. Juechan's expression was slightly stagnant. Why didn't she feel a single ripple in her heart when she heard her son calling her mother? I heard that Concubine De and Xing'er were extremely moved when they heard their child calling "Mother" for the first time. Why didn't she even feel a little bit excited?
No.
But her hesitant and doubtful expression turned into "touched" in the eyes of the eighth prince. A smile appeared on the child's face. He called her mother again and again, praising his mother's craftsmanship and saying that these pastries were the sweetest ones he had ever tasted.
, and finally asked her mother longingly: "When will my mother come to see me next time?"
Mrs. Juechan woke up and looked at the child in front of her in confusion. She kept asking in her heart: Is he really my child?