Chapter 1

Release Date: 2024-08-13 18:35:14
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In the Chengqian Palace, Rong Xiangmian had just watched the child fall asleep when he heard familiar footsteps coming from outside the pavilion.

The new emperor appeared at the door in a reddish-colored robe, dressed casually, but already had the air of a son of heaven.

Rong Xiangmian opened his mouth and swallowed the “Prince” that he had been shouting for more than ten years.

“Your Majesty, the night is deep and frosty, why did you suddenly come to my concubine’s place?” Rong Xiangmei got up to welcome her, saluted, and took the Emperor’s arm, as an ordinary couple would. The Emperor said, “I miss you and the child.”

Linlang brought a tea tray, Rong Xiangmian personally served tea to the emperor, he only took a sip and signaled the palace people to retire. Only the two of them sat together on the edge of the bed.

“Yun’er is about to turn twelve, the days have flown by.” The Emperor took Rong Xiangmian’s hand and patted it gently. Rong Xiangmian didn’t understand what he meant and only looked down and smiled.

“I think when I entered the palace, I was also this age.” The Emperor abruptly brought up the previous events, Rong Xiangmian was a bit surprised.

The emperor’s birth mother is the palace sin slave, by chance by the late emperor, has been no name, even the birth of the emperor’s son, the late emperor did not send back.

Later, the late emperor’s Yu Empress conspired to murder Zhang Guifei abdomen heir, was deposed and imprisoned. In order to appease Zhang Guifei and Marquis Yongan Zhang Huai, the late emperor appointed Zhang Guifei, who was the favorite of the six palaces, to succeed the empress, and also took the third highness in the palace back to the palace as the adopted son of Empress Zhang.

This past is the Emperor’s heart problem. Xiang Xiang knew that there must be a reason for mentioning it at this moment.

The emperor did not immediately say more, but led her, through the east courtyard of the Chengqian Palace, walking back to Rong Xiangmian’s own bedchamber, a walk to reminisce about the past.

“When I first entered the palace, I did not know everything, made a lot of jokes, see abandonment to father and mother. Only you do not mind me, teach me the rules of the palace, teach me to read, teach me how to please father and mother like, I can stand firm in the palace, get the support of the Zhang family, have the opportunity to ascend to the throne today.”

After ascending to the throne, the emperor still used “I” instead of “I” when he spoke to her, showing that the friendship between the two was the same as before. Rong Xiangmian stroked the emperor’s back: “good, mention these old things to do what?”

The emperor looked at her with a gentle expression: “Xiangmian, you treat me so well, I will remember it for the rest of my life.”

Rong Xiangmian smiled, but her heart was uneasy. The Emperor raised his hand, and Zeng Du Zhi entered the room, serving a pot of wine and a few snacks, all of which she loved to eat.

“Xiangmian, today is the thirteenth year of our marriage, you forgot.”

Rong Xiangmian pondered for a moment and laughed out, “It’s hard for Your Majesty to remember.”

“Always remember.” The Emperor poured a cup for each of them and even personally handed it to Rong Xiangmian.

Rong Xiangmian was somewhat flattered, although she was ranked as a first grade noble consort, she was very clear about her weight in the emperor’s heart. The emperor valued a lot of things, she was just a woman who was more in line with his heart.

Of course, she will not reveal this idea, as always, the emperor with meek. Just like the year the wine, the two smiled, relative to a drink.

The emperor put down the wine glass, suddenly complex color, take her into his arms: “Xiangmian, I have a difficult thing, need you to help me.”

Rong Xiangmian’s heart sank.

“The Empress married into the royal family and has not produced anything so far, the Empress Dowager and the Zhang family both say that they have paid quite a lot for me as the throne, I’m only afraid that I’m giving others a dowry.”

Rong Xiangmian raised her head and spoke vehemently, “I don’t understand these words! Who are the others? Is the Empress not Yun’s first mother?”

The Emperor immediately said soothingly, “Naturally. Yun’er is smart and sensible, and the Empress loves him and wants to treat him like her own son. This is Yun’er’s good fortune.”

Rong Xiang saw that he understood, “Empress Dowager wants to follow Empress Dowager Zhang’s example as well? But Emperor, your birth mother died early, and now that my concubine is still alive, wouldn’t she be a redundant person?”

Seeing that she had guessed the reason for her visit, the Emperor finally dispensed with the false pretenses and said, “Xiangmian, help me one more time, okay? In the future, I will give Yun’er the position in the Eastern Palace, so you can rest assured in heaven!”

“How can you say that?” For the first time, Rong Xiangmian roughly pushed the emperor away and stood up, full of grievances, “I ask myself that I have never disrespected the Middle Palace, and I have never thought of grabbing anything that doesn’t belong to me. Yun’er and I only seek to live out our lives in peace, why are you doing this to us!”

The emperor had never seen her so rude, and his mood was also unhappy: “I am new to the throne, the throne has not yet been stabilized, the Marquis of Yongan and the Empress Dowager are aggressive, and now I can only be controlled by others! Yun child is my best child, only let him be the Queen’s child, in order to let the Zhang family peace of mind ah! If you don’t agree, the Zhang family will choose another prince, and what will happen to Yun’s son when he’s no longer useful?”

Thinking of the child, Rong Xiangmian finally couldn’t help but cry. She hated so much, hated that she was incapable of protecting her child, and hated that she didn’t have a mother’s family as powerful as the Empress to protect her.

The emperor went over and held her in his arms, gently stroking her disheveled ebony hair, “Xiangmian, I will repay your love for me in my next life as an ox. I will posthumously appoint you as the Imperial Noble Consort and give you a glorious burial. I will give the Rong family endless glory. I will even do my best to nurture Yun’s son so that he can take over the world.”

Rong Xiangxian’s heart and lungs suddenly burst with pain. She covered her chest, incredulous that he would smile and poison himself, using their wedding day as an excuse, not giving her any room to plead for mercy.

In the beginning, because they are only in the palace, the same disease, kindly help him, did not ask for any repayment. Unexpectedly, he married the daughter of the Marquis of Yongan as a royal consort, and then asked the late emperor to give marriage, want her as a side consort.

The Rong family is withering, father disabled, second uncle died in battle, elder brother had an accident, sanity stopped at the time of child, no one in the dynasty can continue the glory of the British House. Parents know that the third prince Li Wang succession is just around the corner, they will actively marry this concubine daughter as a side consort, the future consort, for the Rong family to support the face.

Her whole life, that is how she accepted all the arrangements, asked no one sorry, but only got a mother to leave the son of the end.

If I had known this, I should have been selfish and lived for myself.

Rong Xiangmei can not stand, fell to the ground.

The emperor sat on his knees and hugged her: “Don’t worry, I won’t let the Zhang family be complacent for too long. One day, this world will belong only to me, only to Yun’er.”

Rong Xiangmian revealed a miserable smile, she grasped the emperor’s lapel: “If Yun’er …… has any failures …… I won’t let you go even if I become a ghost!”

The emperor’s face finally couldn’t be strained, the veins on his forehead bursting, his expression pained with a grimace. He lowered his head and tried to kiss her.

Rong Xiangmian twisted her head in disgust, she really wished she had never married, then she was just Rong Xiangmian, just herself.

When a person has just died, the body’s sense of touch and sight disappears very quickly, but the ear power remains for a few moments, and one can hear the emperor’s false cries.

Aimi felt that she had clearly fallen into a deep sleep, but the voice in her ears became clearer and clearer.

“Aimi, Aimi, don’t sleep!”

She opened her eyes with difficulty, a stunningly beautiful woman with an anxious look. She kissed Sagami’s face, and with great difficulty, she poured the tea cup onto her chest, covering Sagami’s mouth and nose with her drenched clothing, and shielding her against her chest.

Surrounded by a sea of fire, Rong Xiangmian instantly realized who this woman was.

“Mother! Mother! Don’t you die!” Rong Xiangmian’s tears instantly burst. She struggled to dry her tears, wanting to take a good look at her mother and remember her.

In the midst of the firelight, Aunt Chu’s voluptuous features revealed a sad and compassionate look.

“Acacia, I don t have the strength, I can t escape …… You be good, don t sleep!” Niangniang hung her head and pressed Xiangmian’s head down again, shielding her entire body between her front and the corner of the wall. Using her physical body to hold up the last barrier for her.

“Mother!” Rong Xiangmian was also so weak that she couldn’t even stand up. Before she could savor the joy of being reborn, she was forced to witness her mother’s demise with her own eyes, powerless to change and in pain.

“Aimi is mother’s good child. You have to live and grow up well, mother is watching you from heaven, don’t be afraid ……”

“I know, Mother! Don’t worry!” Four-year-old Rong Xiangmian hugged her mother hard and cried bitterly.

“Girl! Girl! Did you have a nightmare again?”

Lin Lang’s voice was like a cool spring of water, rescuing Rong Aimi from the pain of the burning heat and fire.

Aimi was awakened by her.

Author’s words:

Pre-acceptance of the new article “touched by the marquis stupid daughter (rebirth)”, welcome to poke the author’s column collection ~

1, Mu Yue can never forget that day of the palace change, Xiao Heng kissed her for the first time and never came back.

Once again, she wants Xiao Heng to live well, even if she never sees him again.

Soon, the capital knew that the Marquis of Zhongyi’s residence, the one with the most beautiful face, was measured by a high monk as a phoenix’s life, and burned out her brain.

Until one day, Xiao Heng came to Marquis Zhongyi’s mansion to celebrate his birthday, Mu Yue couldn’t help but quietly go to take a look at him.

Without paying attention, she was pushed off the rockery, and she fell into that familiar embrace and couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

Xiao Heng let her hug her, wanting to see what other tricks the Marquis of Zhong Yi could play?

Only to see a stunningly beautiful face raised in her arms, the girl opened her watery eyes and turned to him, “Hungry, I want to eat roasted squab!”

“…… “Such a beautiful girl, but unfortunately a fool.

Since then, Xiao Heng often quietly took this silly Qianjin out for extra meals, and in the meantime, he pried the secrets of the Mu family from her.

Soon, the Mu family’s trickery was exposed, a marquis, was razed to the ground.

The day the family was broken, Xiao Heng blocked Mu Yue under the wigwam where she first met: “Go to jail or come with me, you choose.”

The silly smile on Mu Yue’s face disappeared and was replaced with a face without waves: “I was wrong, you are not him after all.”

Xiao Heng was furious and bullied his way forward, forcing him to ask: “Who is he?”

Mu Yue’s starry eyes were cold: “I choose to go to prison.”

The capital is all talking: something has happened to the Mu family, how can that stupid Qianjin live in prison?

Soon after, Crown Prince Xiao Heng entered the Heavenly Prison with the marriage granting decree and waited all night to welcome Mu Yue into the Eastern Palace as the Crown Princess.

In the cave room, Xiao Heng wrapped the Crown Princess underneath him and asked over and over again, “Who is he?”

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