0p0 Chapter 194 Vanishing Dream
Chapter 194 Vanishing Dream
Wei Yanwan closed her eyes until the faint sound of footsteps by her ears grew farther and farther away and finally disappeared, then she slowly opened her eyes.
Xing'er pushed the door open and closed it carefully.
"Master, Master Ling is gone."
Wei Yanwan hummed with a strong nasal tone, simply wrapped her body with the quilt, and sat up.
Xing'er remained silent, quickly helping her put on her clothes, and then brought a bowl of bitter medicine.
"Master, drink this, and I will help you take a bath."
Wei Yanwan glanced at the medicine bowl woodenly, then suddenly turned her head away and did not take it.
Xing'er understood what she meant instantly, and said a little restlessly, "My Lord, didn't you say that you have just become a concubine and it has been a short time since you became a concubine, so it is not suitable for you to get pregnant?
Even every time the emperor came, you would secretly take this medicine, why... why didn't you drink it today?"
Wei Yanwan gently stroked the ruby ring on her finger and did not answer Xing'er's words.
Instead, he began to speak quietly, "Originally, the emperor planned to assign me to the Yongshou Palace.
However, Yongshou Palace is adjacent to the Yangxin Palace. Although it is heavily favored by the emperor, it is also home to many eyes and ears.
I specifically asked to come to this remote and deserted Chengqian Palace, hoping to take advantage of the convenience of living alone in the palace to find an opportunity to meet Brother Yunche and fulfill my wish.
Today, I was sorry to him. I coaxed him into drinking the wine mixed with the secret medicine of the palace. He got drunk and accompanied me in a dissolute affair.
In the past, the emperor only needed one bite and would never be able to leave his bed again.
Brother Yun Che drank half a pot of wine. I wonder if others will notice something strange when he leaves and cause trouble."
Xing'er knew Wei Yanwan's plan early on, and consoled her, "My dear, Lord Ling has covered himself with a black cloth.
He always came and went through the small gate. Outside the small gate was the Jingren Palace, which was sparsely populated and even less crowded at night.
It was midnight again. All the other palaces had turned off the lights and gone to sleep, but the emperor's pavilion and banquet were still bustling with singing and dancing.
As long as Lord Ling doesn't say anything about what happened today, no one else will see it."
Seeing Wei Yanwan's eyebrows gradually relax, Xing'er couldn't help but say, "Forgive me for advising you, you can indulge yourself today.
I can see that Lord Ling has deep feelings for you and is sincere. He will never betray you, otherwise he will die.
But if you don't drink the contraceptive soup, what should you do if you have problems later in life?"
Wei Yanwan didn't know what was wrong with her.
Perhaps she felt guilty and unwilling towards Ling Yunche deep in her heart, and for some unknown reason, she suddenly didn't want to drink the medicine anymore.
"Children are destiny. If there is no destiny, then it's fine. If there is destiny, then it can be regarded as a thought left for me.
In this palace, children are a weakness, but they are also bargaining chips. I am being willful just this once, and I have my own considerations. You don’t need to persuade me anymore.”
Seeing Xing'er's increasingly anxious expression, Wei Yanwan finally darkened her face and said, "Xing'er, if you ever feel like quitting, I will find a way to get you out of the palace and away from all the trouble.
If you still choose to help me, you must agree with me on everything."
Xing Er stamped her feet helplessly, "Master...never mind, I will obey you anyway."
Wei Yanwan guessed correctly. After Ling Yunche was granted the official position, he rented a courtyard in the capital.
Except for attending court every day, he was not allowed to set foot in the palace, let alone the harem.
What happened that night seemed like a dream, disappearing into the unknown deep palace.
Near August, Fucha Fuheng, as the chief general who suppressed the Yu clan's rebellion, was promoted by the emperor to the position of Minister of Revenue and was granted permission to join the Grand Council.
A few days later, the emperor officially issued an edict, appointing the powerful and prestigious Fucha Fuheng as the chief envoy and the Grand Secretary Shi Yizheng as the deputy envoy, and officially issued an imperial decree to enthrone Imperial Noble Consort Ulanara Ruyi as the empress.
In front of the large and bright glass floor-to-ceiling mirror, Ruyi stood up straight like a puppet, with her arms stretched out, allowing others to serve and manipulate her.
The queen's crown and clothes are complicated and heavy, and every detail must be perfect.
Ruyi's gaze fell on her side in a daze. Her body was inconvenient to move, so her eyes seemed to have some free time and began to look at the people around her one by one.
Suoxin was wearing the attire of a noblewoman and had her hair done in a bun. She did not look as lame and staggering as she had in her previous life.
On the contrary, because of her happy marriage, her round face became more radiant, as bright and beautiful as a delicate white lotus.
Rong Pei has always been neat and tidy. Today, Rong Chang's face, which is usually serious, showed a rare faint smile.
Her eyes, as shrewd as sharp blades, carefully scanned every inch of Ruyi's body. Only after making sure there was no mistake did she allow herself to breathe a sigh of relief.
Hailan was supposed to dress up in court dress with the other concubines to prepare for the ceremony, but she insisted on seeing Ruyi in her own eyes when she put on the queen's crown and clothes for the first time. Ruyi couldn't persuade her and had to agree.
Everyone around her was in high spirits, except Ruyi, who felt as if she was just an outsider.
Having experienced it once, when it happened again, she no longer felt nervous or shy.
The gorgeous and dazzling golden phoenix nine-turn red jade hairpin was inserted diagonally between the black ink-like hair. At the end of the hairpin hung delicate and tiny red jade tassels.
In this intoxicating interweaving of gold and red, Ruyi's rouge-painted cheeks were filled with a faint and delicate glow, like the scorching sun and clouds, and the floating gold.
The face of the person in the mirror gradually became blurred, and in a trance, Ruyi remembered her aunt Yixiu.
On the eve of the Fourth Prince's selection, the aunt tied Ruyi's clothes in front of the glass mirror.
Ruyi never forgot every word her aunt said that day.
The Ulanara clan had no important officials from the previous dynasty, only women in the harem. If they could not continue the glory of the Ulanara clan, they would be ashamed to face their ancestors.
When I heard it that day, I felt it was strange and empty, but now when I think back on it, it seems very familiar.
Fucha Langya had also talked more than once about preserving the glory of the Fucha family.
It seems that the goals of these women in the harem are similar.
The honor of the family and the glory of the clan are the ladder for them to climb up, but also the shackles that fall on them.
Ruyi looked at the woman in the mirror who was completely wrapped in the queen's crown and clothes, and breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what the reason was, she finally put on the queen's crown and clothes.
She wanted to wear this phoenix crown and robe and walk forward step by step, to the top that was above all the people.
No matter how many storms and waves there are on the top of the mountain, she will never regret it.
The beaded curtains were rolled up, and the heat and light of midsummer quickly filled the house. The tiny particles of dust dancing in the light were as light and graceful as sprinkled gold.
The auspicious time had arrived, and the chief and deputy eunuchs came in response to the order. The eunuchs placed the imperial seal on the central case, and the imperial edict and the imperial seal on the eastern case. The female official who led the ceremony had been waiting for a long time.