Chapter 90

After this matter was finished, the empress dowager and the emperor left, the palace people of Fu Ning Palace were busy coming in to congratulate Imperial Concubine, Noble Consort Hui and Princess Yu.

The two noble consorts are a bit embarrassed, pulling Rong Xiangshi and saying, “It’s all because of the grievances you’ve suffered that you’ve been honored with this promotion, I really don’t know how to say it.”

Rong Xiangshi said: “the ladies are the most generous and loving, future governance of the harem, Xiangshi into the palace do not have to be afraid.”

“This child of yours, witty.” Royal Concubine smiled, and fear, “Fortunately that little girl ran out, let the palace guards found, informed Duan Fei, otherwise today you really suffered, Yang Xian how sad ah.”

“Guards?” Rong Xiangxian was a bit surprised, she just heard Feiyun say that when she ran out, she only saw the third girl, so she asked, “Wasn’t it my third sister who reported it?”

“No ah ……” Hui Guifei strange, “the eldest princess also ordered her daughter-in-law to go out to look for you, but she came back to say nothing.”

Rong Xiangmei embarrassed smile, “Oh, fortunately is a guard met …… he will therefore by the Middle Palace to move anger?”

“You can rest assured,” although not yet formally enthroned, Huang Guifei already have the power in the bottom, “the palace guards belong to the forbidden army, the harem is not authorized to punish. Marquis of Yongan has not been satisfied with the post of nine door patrol battalion, also want to take over the forbidden army, and Duanfei never deal with, Duanfei will not let their own people to eat the Zhang family’s losses.”

Hearing her say this, Rong Xiangmian was relieved. When Imperial Concubine left, she sought the opportunity to thank Empress Hui for her help today, and by the way, she talked about the matter of the Enchanting Wine.

“Your Highness, I know that you are doing this for my own good and want me to have a solid position in the Yuhang Mansion, but in the future, please don’t stick your hand into the Yuhang Mansion again. Luckily, Yuhang and the princess have a deep love for each other as brother and sister, and are willing to put things to rest this time, otherwise aren’t you causing trouble for yourself?”

Noble Consort Hui was suddenly promoted and was in a good mood, hearing her say this, she just snapped and assured her that she would never do so again.

Meet each other sat for a while, with the Imperial Doctor dispensed medicine to go home.

When the British House received the grace to give Aunt Chu a posthumous grant of the first grade, the house could not believe it. In the history of the country’s dynasty, the number of concubines with a grant can be counted on one hand.

The Fourth Maiden only went to the palace to congratulate the Empress Dowager on her birthday, and she was given such honor? Those who don’t know the inside story are quite puzzled, saying that Consort Yu is deeply loved by the Empress Dowager.

With the title of a first rank grant, the Duke of England is finally able to notify the elders of his family to hang a portrait of Aunt Chu in the family temple and erect a tablet, and even carve a monument to commemorate her sacrifice of her life to save Consort Yü’s life.

The Duke of England’s wife is not happy with his busy schedule. It was hard to wait for this day when the Duke of England was not at home, Liu threw a tantrum in the house.

“A slave girl who tamed the horse, now the same as me, the first rank enjoined, the annual festival still have to kowtow to her! After so many years of death, she’s still a ghost! Really didn’t see ah, the fourth maiden is so calculating, married to the royal family within a few months and did such a big thing, didn’t even tell us about it!”

Mother Xi comforted, “Madam, you don’t have to be so angry, what’s the point of being angry with a dead person? I heard Si Xi say that Aunt Chu’s coffin was rotten when she moved her grave, and she had long since turned into a mess of mud and a pile of white bones. So what if she’s a First Class Grant? She doesn’t have the life to enjoy this great fortune! Unlike you, ma’am, you were born with the life of a first rank grant from the Duke of England.”

Under Xi mama’s comforting words, Liu finally calmed down. But not long after, Ji Xiang brought her another piece of bad news: “The Langzhong came to give Aunt Zhong a pulse today and said …… that Aunt Zhong is expecting.”

Liu was furious and smiled back, “Good good good! Our Duke of England’s residence is really a pile of happy events! Xi family, order some tonic to send.”

Ji Xiang now also smart, see Liu’s face smile, eyes but extremely fierce, can not help but hit a shiver, with the tonic over to Auntie Zhong to report.

Liu shook Xi mom’s hand and asked her: “Aunt Zhong is a person in front of the Imperial Court, His Majesty personally rewarded the noble concubine. If she gives birth to a son who is also as competitive as fourth maiden, won’t she step on my head in the future?”

Mama Xi laughed, “The Duke of State only has one son, Da Rongge, so it would be her good fortune if she could give the Duke of State a son. Isn’t it true that you are called mother for several children? Either way, let’s wait until the child is born.”

Liu sneered, “Yes, let’s wait until the child is born. Go …… let’s go to congratulate auntie.”

After Rong Xiangmei returned to the house, he claimed to be sick and didn’t see anyone. Learned that Aunt Zhong was pregnant, but also just sent Wei mother to send a gift.

Her mother did not leave any portrait in front of her, not to mention the opportunity to wear the pinnace of a first rank grant. Xiang Xiang can only rely on their own vague memories, drew a portrait for her, and sent people to the Rong family ancestral hall to hang.

The days pass quickly, Yuhang’s letter arrives again, it turns out that the pigeon can only bring a short note, a letter is best not more than ten words. But at the same time, he wrote her a long letter, after a few days of fast horseback to send.

The letter recorded all the way to see and hear, there are good-looking scenery, there are disaster victims of the bleak, and with the officials of the false with the snake.

At the end of the letter, he said, “Everything is still well in the capital? I hope to write back quickly.”

Rong Xiangmian thought for a moment, put pen to paper and wrote to him the grand scene of Yun Wang’s wedding and the Empress Dowager’s holy birthday, told him not to worry about home, take care of your health.

Turning the eyes of more than twenty days past, jaw and palm wounds recovered very quickly, after watching the scabs fall off, only the color is a little different, applying powder can no longer be seen to be wrong.

Lin Lang stared at her wounds and couldn’t help but envy: ”The girl’s skin is truly a gift from God. Since I was a child, I have never seen an obvious scar from a horse injury, and this time it is the same.”

Rong Xiangmei looked in the mirror: “Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare to scratch this. We have been in the palace since we were young, haven’t we seen how biased His Majesty is towards the Empress, without seeing some blood, how could she lose her power in the harem?”

Fei Xue laughed, “This is good! Empress Hui becomes a noble consort! Auntie has the title of First Grade Grant, and there is a tablet in the family temple, so she can enjoy the incense of official sacrifices. In the future, let’s see who dares to denigrate Auntie’s status in front of the girls?”

When Rong Xiang saw her in the mirror, she couldn’t help but laugh at how she raised her eyebrows even more than herself, and seeing Feiyun fiddling with a bottle, she busily reminded her, “Feiyun, don’t be busy, don’t work until your hands are well nourished!”

Knowing that her nails had been lifted off, Xiang Xiang was heartbroken. Feiyun couldn’t be bothered, “I’ve only lost one fingernail cap, there’s still a lot of work I can do. I don’t want the newcomer to come up and the girl to leave me behind.”

Sagami laughed, this girl has suffered too much since childhood, her sense of crisis is really strong, so she asked: “What reward do you want, haven’t thought about it yet?”

“Miss has already rewarded us with half a year’s monthly money, what more do we need? As long as we can follow the girl for the rest of our lives, it will be great.” After Feiyun was sold, he had no contact with his father and brothers, and was also like a drifter. Only by Xiangmian’s side could he be at ease.

Xiangmian laughed, “There’s no rush, when you get married, I’ll prepare a thick dowry for you.”

“Girl!” As soon as this was mentioned, Feiyun was so shy that she threw down her things and ran out, Feixue followed behind and had to tease her.

Sagami smiled and got up to go find Xiao Nan and learn self-defense moves from her. This time it was thanks to Feiyun and Linlang that he escaped, next time he might not be so lucky.

Since returning to the palace that day, Xiang Xiang often slept uneasily, always having nightmares. This day, it is not easy to sleep, but vaguely heard the sound of the door opening, the heart told himself: there is an assassin, quickly wake up, quickly wake up!

Suddenly opened his eyes, found a familiar figure sitting on the edge of the bed.

Rubbing her eyes, she realizes that it’s really King Yu, and she’s busy trying to sit up. Zhou Xian Yang presses her down, “Don’t get up, go back to sleep, it’s still early.”

Xiangmian pulls him back, “Come up and sleep for a while.”

Zhou Xianyang held her hand back, “I have to go to the palace to get my orders, so I can’t sleep. This is to sneak back to see you.”

Xiangmi’s heart warmed, “You must be exhausted from traveling all night.”

“I’m used to it.” Zhou Xian Yang put her hand back into the blanket and inadvertently touched the bedclothes he had changed into before he left. Xiangmian clutched it and tucked it back in, as if she was a thief.

Zhou Xianyang understood, smiled and leaned down to kiss her forehead, his low voice blew into her ears: “What’s the fun of sleeping in your clothes? It’s better to come back and hug someone to sleep.”

Aimi tilted her head inward, not wanting to hear him say these immodest words. He patted her hand, “I brought a box of Jiangzhou’s customs and specialties and put it under the corridor, if you have any favorites, keep them and play with them, and reward people for the rest.”

Seeing that she didn’t care, he got up, “Let’s go! I want to eat hot and sour beef tendon and steamed sea bass for lunch.”

“Got it.” Rong Xiangshi lifted the curtain, “Come back early.”