EBE Chapter 120 Consort Fucha's Test
Chapter 120 Consort Fucha's Test
Empress Jingren also learned of the news that Consort Jing had given birth to a daughter.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that Feng Ruozhao had indeed given birth to a daughter.
But thinking back on my previous actions, I feel like I acted like a fool.
Feng Ruozhao is only carrying a daughter, why is she being so careful?
Fortunately, the emperor did not notice her actions.
Could it be that Consort Jin and Consort Xin are really carrying a daughter?
Regardless of whether they are carrying a boy or a girl, there's nothing she can do now.
We'll discuss everything once they return to the palace.
As for gift-giving, she doesn't care about that anymore.
Just let Huichun select some suitable items for the child and send them to Yuanmingyuan.
Now her concern is whether the people she selected will be successfully chosen.
Big Fatty Orange was naturally very happy to hear the news that Feng Ruozhao had given birth safely.
Since I already knew she was a princess, I wasn't disappointed.
He'd be happier if it was a prince, and he'd also like it if it was a princess.
Of course, he would abandon princes and princesses if they threatened his throne.
Just like personally aborting Nian Shilan's unborn child, just like how he could send Wen Yi away for a political marriage without hesitation.
When Big Fat Orange learned that Feng Ruozhao had given birth to a daughter safely, he instructed Su Peisheng to prepare a very generous reward.
Since Feng Ruozhao's rank had already reached its limit, the fat orange tree could only allow the reward to be more generous.
Some were sent to the Yuanmingyuan, while others were sent directly to Feng Ruozhao's Xianfu Palace.
After delivering the rewards, the chubby orange tree didn't forget to come to Yanxi Palace to inquire about Fucha Peiyun's selection of concubines.
Big Fat Orange: "What does A-Yun think about talent shows?"
Fucha Peiyun found Da Pangju's pretentious and aloof demeanor extremely irritating.
How else can you watch it? Stand up and watch it, lie down and watch it.
Does this big, fat orange cat know it's ugly and old, and is therefore insecure?
Fucha Peiyun didn't know how this big, fat orange cat could be both confident and insecure.
Another test. Fucha Peiyun wanted to tell the truth, but she was afraid that the fat orange would break her defenses.
If Fucha Peiyun hadn't been rational enough, she probably would have rushed up and smashed the big fat orange dog's head!
However, if Fucha Peiyun really dared to smash the fat orange dog's head, I'm afraid the Heavenly Dao would pulverize her until she was charred black and blue.
Fucha Peiyun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the impulse within her.
He adjusted his facial expression at an extremely fast pace.
Fucha Peiyun turned and looked at the fat orange cat with a mournful expression.
"Your Majesty, I thought you were about to have a new concubine enter the palace."
From that moment on, she completely forgot about me, her former lover, and Hongchang!
The voice was soft and melodious, yet carried a hint of barely concealed grievance and dissatisfaction.
Before she could finish speaking, Fucha Peiyun's eyes had already begun to redden.
Crystal-clear tears welled up in her eyes, as if they might spill over at any moment.
Her pitiful appearance would evoke pity in anyone who saw her.
The chubby orange cat was no exception; seeing how pitiful Fucha Peiyun looked...
I felt so sorry for her.
He quickly reached out and stroked Fucha Peiyun's face.
He gently comforted her, "How could I forget A-Jun? We just returned from the Yuanmingyuan Garden."
There are too many government affairs piling up in the Hall of Mental Cultivation waiting for me to handle.
I was unable to come and visit you and your child in time because I was busy.
As for any newcomers, there's no sign of them yet!
Fucha Peiyun looked at the chubby orange in disbelief.
"really?"
There was still a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
The chubby orange cat completely forgot its original purpose and was only focused on comforting Fucha Peiyun.
"Really, why would I lie to you?"
Fucha Peiyun's eyes darted around, as if she had thought of something.
Then, she gently shook her head.
"No, no, I don't believe it. Your Majesty is definitely just trying to fool me."
Big Fat Orange: "Ah Jun, when have I ever lied to you?"
After returning from the Yuanmingyuan, besides Shilan's Yikun Palace...
Only your Yanxi Palace, no matter how many more people enter this palace in the future.
"No one can surpass Ah-Yun"
"How many people has Big Fat Orange said this to?" Fucha Peiyun lowered her head.
Upon seeing this, the chubby orange assumed that Fucha Peiyun was still grieving and weeping.
He continued...
"If it weren't for the Empress Dowager forbidding me from deposing the Empress, I would have wanted to make you Empress."
As soon as the chubby orange cat said that, it regretted it a little.
Fucha Peiyun would never believe the fat orange's words. If this fat orange really wanted to depose the empress...
If the chubby orange cat really wanted to depose the empress, it probably would have done so already.
Empress Fucha Peiyun no longer wants to be empress.
Although becoming the empress seems to be a glamorous position,
However, the risks and pressures involved are self-evident.
This fat orange cat is inherently suspicious; in the future, if even the slightest disturbance occurs in the harem...
He would definitely point the finger at himself, the empress, first.
She now spends her days playing mahjong and raising her child; what a wonderful, leisurely life!
Don't bother managing palace affairs.
Fucha Peiyun slightly raised her head, her eyes brimming with affection as she looked at the large, plump orange.
She said, "Your Majesty, I am not worthy of such a heavy responsibility as Empress. Please do not tease me!"
If these words were to accidentally get out, I'm afraid everyone would laugh at me for being so arrogant and ignorant.
Seeing this, the chubby orange quickly comforted him:
“Ah-Jun, don’t cry. If Hong-Chang sees you like this…”
They'll surely laugh at his mother for acting like a child.
Upon hearing this, Fucha Peiyun gently picked up a handkerchief and gracefully wiped away the tears on her face.
She retorted angrily, "Your Majesty loves to make fun of me."
Only then did the chubby orange cat remember Hongchang: "Where's Hongchang?"
Fucha Peiyun said, "Hongchang was just taken to take a bath by the wet nurse."
I imagine it won't be long before I'm back.
After hearing this, the chubby orange nodded slightly to indicate that it understood, and then sighed:
"I haven't seen Hongchang for several days now, and I miss him dearly!"
Fucha Peiyun said, "Hongchang often thinks of you."
Whenever I mention His Majesty to him, his eyes instantly change.
Not long after they arrived, Ye'er's voice came from outside to relay their message:
"Your Majesty, the young prince has finished washing."
Fucha Peiyun quickly replied, "Bring Hongchang in quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wet nurse carefully carried Hongchang in.
Hongchang's eyes lit up when he saw the big, fat orange cat.
He kept calling out, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
The chubby orange was both surprised and delighted upon seeing this, and said:
"Wow! Hongchang can actually talk now!"
Fucha Peiyun explained with a smile:
"Hongchang has indeed become very interested in learning to speak lately."
It's just that I haven't been explaining it very clearly.
I never imagined I could call out "Father Emperor" so smoothly today.
Big Fat Orange has long forgotten the saying "holding grandchildren but not children".
Overjoyed, they eagerly stretched out their arms.
He took Hongchang from the wet nurse.
He exclaimed excitedly, "Haha, my Hongchang is truly exceptionally intelligent!"
Fucha Peiyun smiled gently beside her.
The chubby orange cat teased Hongchang for a while, then suddenly said:
"Hongchang is so intelligent, I should find him a good tutor."
Fucha Peiyun's heart stirred, but she said calmly, "Your Majesty is very thoughtful, but Hongchang is still young."
The chubby orange cat exclaimed, "It'll be soon, it'll be soon! I started my education at three, I think Hongchang will be just as good!"
Fucha Peiyun said, "Hongchang is the Emperor's son, so naturally he will side with the Emperor."
The chubby orange cat nodded in satisfaction upon hearing Fucha Peiyun's words.
"My Hongchang will surely be as diligent and studious as I am."
Fucha Peiyun looked at the chubby orange tree and said, "Your Majesty, I have something I wish to ask of you."
Big Orange narrowed its eyes. "Ah Jun, what do you want?"
Fucha Peiyun could tell at a glance that this scoundrel had become suspicious again.
However, what she was going to say wasn't anything major.
"Your Majesty, I hope that after the imperial concubine selection, no more people will enter my Yanxi Palace."
Fucha Peiyun's gaze shifted to Hongchang in the arms of the chubby orange tree.
"Your Majesty, I am worried about Hongchang."
I still remember that flower-viewing banquet; I almost miscarried.
If I had miscarried that time, I would not have had Hongchang.
And that chestnut cake with oleander added...
These were all done by Lady An, who lived with me in Yanxi Palace at the time.
These two incidents still haunt me to this day.
Your Majesty is truly afraid that there will be another person with such a wicked heart as Lady An.
If another person with such ulterior motives enters Yanxi Palace,
Your Majesty is afraid that she will secretly harm Hongchang!
"Your Majesty, I cannot live without you."
The chubby orange was deeply moved upon hearing this.
Big Fat Orange originally thought that Consort Shu was asking for something important.
But it turned out to be just such a trivial matter.
Moreover, this was entirely out of love and concern for the child.
Compared to the Empress Dowager
Ah-Jun's actions, which are solely for the sake of the children,
Only then can she be considered a truly good mother.
Thinking of all this, the big fat orange cat's gaze towards A-Jun softened.
Big Fat Orange held Hongchang in one arm and patted Fucha Peiyun's hand with the other.
He comforted her, saying, "Ah Jun, don't worry, I've given my permission."
From now on, no one will be allowed to enter A-Jun's Yanxi Palace.
Hongchang is a prince I value highly, and I will naturally do everything in my power to protect him.
We will not allow anyone to have the opportunity to harm him in the slightest.
Big Fat Orange also remembered the time that almost caused Ah Jun to miscarry at the flower viewing party and the chestnut cake.
Although it was Lady An who made the move, along with Consort Qi...
But the person who instigated it was the Empress.
This time, the Empress proposed the imperial concubine selection. It's likely that she didn't have the intention of planting someone in Yanxi Palace to harm Ah Jun and her son.
He doesn't believe it.
Fortunately, he entrusted the matter to Shilan.
It seems that the Empress should not be allowed to interfere in arranging palaces for the new brides.
Fucha Peiyun hurriedly curtsied and expressed her gratitude.
"Your Majesty, I am deeply grateful for your great kindness."
The more the chubby orange looked at Fucha Peiyun, the more satisfied he became.
Big Fat Orange decided that tomorrow he would ask Su Peisheng to send more rewards to him and his mother.
Fucha Peiyun took Hongchang from the big fat orange's arms and said softly:
"Come, my little darling, let's quickly thank Father Emperor."
Come on, say 'Thank you, Father Emperor' with your mother."
As she spoke, she smiled and began to demonstrate.
Hongchang blinked his big, bright eyes.
In a childish voice, she imitated, "Thank...thank...thank...the...Royal...Royal...Horse!"
Although his pronunciation wasn't quite standard, his childish appearance was undeniably endearing.
The chubby orange cat was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Big Fat Orange corrected, "It's not 'Real Madrid Ma'."
"It's 'Thank you... thank you... Your Majesty... Father...'" he said.
He slowed down his speech, hoping Hongchang could hear him clearly.
Hongchang said earnestly, "Thank you... thank you... Real Madrid... horse."
Upon seeing this, Fucha Peiyun quickly used her handkerchief to gently cover the corners of her mouth, suppressing her laughter.
I'm afraid the big fat orange cat will see this and get angry.
But Hongchang is really fun.
The chubby orange shook its head helplessly, but it wasn't angry.
He actually found Hongchang quite adorable.
Big Fat Orange patiently and earnestly taught Hongchang:
"Thank you... thank you... Your Majesty... Father."
Hongchang stared with his round eyes.
Repeat after me, word by word: "Thank...thank...Huang...Ma...Ma."
The chubby orange cat said, "It's...the...father."
Hongchang "Real... Horse... Horse"
Fucha Peiyun said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Hongchang will be able to call you 'Father Emperor' in a few days."
Actually, Hongchang could already call him "Father Emperor" a long time ago; who knew this child was so cunning?
He deliberately teased the chubby orange cat; no wonder he's her son.
The chubby orange cat patiently taught Hongchang twice more.
Hongchang also knew when to stop.
Finally, he uttered a smooth and fluent "Your Majesty... Father..."
Big Fat Orange wanted to hear it a couple more times, so Hongchang started yawning.
Looking like he didn't want to work.
Having said all that needed to be said, Fucha Peiyun...
This big, fat orange is no use now, so let's just take him to Shen Meizhuang.
So Fucha Peiyun said, "Today, Consort Hui has come to my palace to play."
Upon hearing that the Emperor was going to hold a selection of concubines, she became somewhat distracted.
He often makes mistakes when playing mahjong.
Upon hearing this, the chubby orange cat raised an eyebrow slightly. Mei Zhuang cared about him that much?
The chubby orange-haired girl feigned ignorance, asking, "Oh? Why is Consort Hui so distracted?"
Fucha Peiyun silently apologized to Shen Meizhuang.
But his face showed a worried expression as he slowly explained:
"I think Consort Hui is worried that the new concubines will take away His Majesty's favor after they enter the palace."
After all, the emperor's harem is constantly filled with new beauties, each one of whom is both beautiful and talented.
Everyone is naturally afraid that Your Majesty has found a new favorite and forgotten your old one!
The chubby orange quickly denied it, saying, "How could I be so heartless?"
Even if many new concubines appear in the palace, I will never forget those of you who have been with me for so long.
Fucha Peiyun naturally echoed:
"His Majesty's feelings are indeed deep, but Consort Hui can't help but feel uneasy."
"Perhaps Your Majesty should go and reassure Consort Hui today?"
The chubby orange cat looked at Fucha Peiyun with tender eyes and said:
"I had intended to spend this night with you, A-Jun."
Fucha Peiyun looked at Hongchang in her arms, then at the chubby orange:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. Having Hongchang by my side is enough for me."
As long as Your Majesty keeps me and Hongchang in your heart and thinks of us, mother and son,
"I would be completely satisfied."
Fucha Peiyun almost vomited from disgust.
The chubby orange looked at Fucha Peiyun with even gentler eyes:
"Don't worry, Ah Jun, I will never forget you and your son."
The chubby orange cat paused for a moment, then said, "Then I will go and see Consort Hui."
To prevent her from worrying too much and harming her health.
Fucha Peiyun said, "Your Majesty, I respectfully see you off."
After the big fat orange's figure disappeared
Fucha Peiyun gently tapped Hongchang's little nose with her finger.
He said reproachfully, "You naughty child, you mustn't tease your father like that again next time."
"If your imperial father finds out, that would be terrible."
Hongchang just chuckled, a laugh that was as innocent as could be.
She called out sweetly, "Mother, Mother..."
Seeing Hongchang's adorable appearance, Fucha Peiyun said no more.
She shook her head helplessly, and smiled as she said to Hongchang in her arms:
"Alright, alright, it's time for us to sleep."
After saying that, Fucha Peiyun hugged Hongchang tightly and turned to walk towards the bedside.
Once in bed, Hongchang stared longingly at Fucha Peiyun.
"Mother, tell me a story."
Fucha Peiyun began telling Hongchang a bedtime story.