Zhen Huan is still in love, and her sister's goal is to become the queen mother

"You must remember that you are the daughter of the Fucha family."

On the eve of entering the palace, Lord Fucha looked at his daughter and asked her to remember it.

"You are wearing the glory of the Fucha clan, and standing behind you is the Fucha clan."

Fu Cha Peiyun looked at her father and nodded seriously.

"Father, my daughter remembers everything."

The year she entered the palace, Fu Cha Peiyun was also ambitious.

When it comes to background, few can compare to her.

Standing behind him was the entire Fucha clan, not just his father.

This is Fu Cha Peiyun’s greatest confidence.

The daughter carefully nurtured by the family was the most suitable girl for entering the palace at that time in the Fucha family.

At the beginning, Fu Cha Peiyun saw the situation very clearly. Concubine Hua was domineering and the Queen was not a good person either.

You must find a reliable ally.

But among the three concubines in the Yanx Palace, Xia was unruly and willful, An was cautious and timid, and Fu Cha and Peiyun did not think highly of them.

Looking at An agreeing to be petty and seeing Concubine Xia's daily life of being a villain, Fu Cha Peiyun felt bored and uninterested.

Therefore, Fucha Peiyun took the initiative to make friends with Xilin Gioro in order to have an ally in the harem.

Sure enough, Xilin Gioro is a reliable person.

Gradually, Fu Cha Peiyun and Huimin became close.

Although Concubine Hua occasionally made things difficult, with Shen Meiyu and Zhen Huan at the forefront, Fu Cha Peiyun had to bear much less firepower.

What made Fu Cha Peiyun happiest was that she was pregnant. Among the same batch of concubines who entered the palace, she was not the first one to be favored, nor the first one to be treated specially by the emperor, but she was the first one to be pregnant.

Fu Cha Peiyun was very happy, but she was not overwhelmed by the good news.

Too many children in the palace have lost their lives due to accidents.

Not to mention the distant past, just talk about Concubine Fang and Concubine Xin. Why were there so many unexpected miscarriages?

There is only one prince in the palace, the third prince. The fourth and fifth princes are kept in the Old Summer Palace, as if they don't exist.

After giving birth to the prince, Fucha Peiyun touched her belly and felt her heart pounding.

The third prince's biological mother, Concubine Qi, was only from one of the five banners under the Han army.

Standing behind him was the Fucha family, so the child would naturally get the support of the Manchu military nobles.

But it is so difficult to keep the child.

Fu Cha Peiyun was on guard herself, and her ally Huimin also lent a hand.

However, it is difficult to guard against open and covert attacks.

While lying in bed struggling to protect the fetus, Fu Cha Peiyun felt more hatred than ever before.

The seven-month-old baby was almost lost.

Fu Cha Peiyun still remembers how desperate she was when she fell from the sedan chair, feeling the pain in her stomach and the blood flowing between her legs, and how much she hated her own weakness.

Fu Cha Peiyun lay on the bed, looking at the magnificent decoration.

At that moment, she was not thinking about the family honor, wealth and glory, but only the child in her belly.

Bodhisattva, if you can help him be born safely, I have nothing else to ask for.

The tears in the corners of her eyes had long dried up, and Fu Cha Peiyun stared blankly at the gauze curtain at the head of the bed.

Floating, just like this child.

I don't know when it flew away from my hands.

During that time, Fu Cha Peiyun counted the days on her fingers, hoping that the child could stay in her belly for one more day, so that the child would have a greater chance of surviving after being born.

Fu Cha Peiyun prayed day and worried night, but the baby in her belly only lived to eight months.

I entered the delivery room and endured the pain of childbirth.

Fu Cha Peiyun's mind went blank.

"My dear, the baby is too big. I'm afraid it will be difficult to give birth to!"

When Sonny heard what the midwife said, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Fu Cha Peiyun endured the pain and felt as if her body was about to be split in half.

At that time, Fu Cha Peiyun thought, let it be, she couldn't hold on any longer.

The pain was so severe that Fu Cha Peiyun's pupils gradually became dilated.

"Princess, think about the little prince. Princess, you have to hold on!"

Sang'er was by Fu Cha Peiyun's side, constantly encouraging her.

Fu Cha Peiyun could no longer hear what the people around her were saying, and her lips were covered in blood from biting them.

"Gege, Gege!"

Gege?

Little prince?

Fu Cha Peiyun only heard these few words in a trance.

Yes, I am a princess of the Fucha family, and... and I have my child.

Suddenly, Fu Cha Peiyun thought of her expectations for this child and the hard work she had endured in the past few months, and a feeling of resentment welled up in her heart.

No, I can't admit defeat.

I can't lose. I can't just go on like this and let those who want me dead run rampant.

"what!"

The midwife breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Fu Cha Peiyun starting to push again.

The most frightening thing is that this person’s energy and spirit will be gone first.

"Push harder, my lord!"

Later, when she held the infant Hongqing in her arms, Fu Cha Peiyun didn't know how she had managed to survive.

However, when she looked at the small and soft baby, Fu Cha Peiyun's tense nerves relaxed.

Sang'er looked at Fu Cha Peiyun's happiness and smiled:

"Look at the little prince. He is healthy and will definitely be the first Baturu of our Qing Dynasty. He will bring honor to the young master in the future."

Fu Cha Peiyun was even happier after hearing this.

Thinking back, the days immediately after Hongqing was born were the most glorious time for me since I entered the palace, and the time when I was most valued by the Emperor.

At that time, Hongqing's shortcomings had not yet been discovered.

Fu Cha Peiyun was highly valued. She was always the first to pick any good things in the palace. The emperor would go to the Yanx Palace to see his son every now and then, and Fu Cha Peiyun also got honor for it.

Fu Cha Peiyun later recalled that period of time was like a dream.

But it's just like a dream, an illusion that will burst if you poke it.

When Hongqing was one year old, the Fucha family's ambitions grew.

Who doesn't want to be the emperor's mother? If a child with the blood of the Fucha family can sit on the throne, the benefits that can be brought are unimaginable.

The Fucha family held full-month and one-year-old ceremonies with great fanfare and in an extremely extravagant manner.

It just so happened that the emperor at that time also attached great importance to this child, and he turned a blind eye to the actions of the Fucha family and tacitly approved of it.

With palace power in her hands, a prince by her side, and the emperor's favor, there was no one more glorious than Fu Cha Peiyun at that time.