Quick Wear: I was a Favored Concubine in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 42

Today is Concubine Jing's birthday, so of course I can't leave her behind and look for someone else.

Yu Suisui followed Qianlong to the Yangxin Palace. Qianlong had taken time off to come here, so after he came back, he naturally had to work overtime.

Yu Suisui was in the west warm room and found a book to read.

Qianlong was in his study, continuing to review his own memorials. After coming to the Yangxin Palace, Yu Sui felt not much different from whether he had come or not.

Concubine Gao had just arrived at her palace when she heard that Lady Ping had arrived.

"What is she here for?" Ping agreed that she was the emperor's favorite concubine during the summer.

But after returning from the Old Summer Palace, Ping Da Ying rarely saw the emperor.

Concubine Gao was very familiar with Qianlong. The emperor had one or two favorite people every year, and they would only be new to him for a month or two. When the novelty wore off, the emperor would forget about them.

Ping Da Ying was not a member of her palace, so there was really no reason for him to come to her at this time.

"Let her go back." Concubine Gao decided not to meet Ping without waiting for Ting He's answer.

Ting He turned around and went to talk to Ping Ying who was waiting outside. It was cold in winter, and Ping Ying was still wearing thin quilted clothes. There were vague signs of redness and swelling on her hands.

But this has nothing to do with their Chengqian Palace.

"Miss Tinghe, I really have something important to discuss with the Imperial Concubine. Could you please help me convey the message, Miss Tinghe?" Ping agreed, hunched her hands, and breathed out continuously. Her body would tremble every time she spoke a word.

Ting He had seen people cheating on the imperial concubine like this before, so she said with a serious face, "Ping Da Ying, the Empress has just returned and needs to rest. You can come back another day." She didn't like Ping Da Ying's behavior. It was as if she had something in mind and would not give up until the Empress saw her.

Ping agreed with an anxious look on her face. She held Tinghe's hand, feeling her softness and smoothness. After a pause, she said, "Miss Tinghe, I know why the Imperial Concubine has not been pregnant for so many years."

She was afraid that Ting He would really drive her away, and she was now at her wit's end.

Ting He's face changed when he heard this, and he said in a cold voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can you say such nonsense?" This Ping Da Ying really dares to say anything.

How could she, a single person, know about such a thing?

Who else said that the Empress couldn't have children? The Empress has always been in good health, it's just that the fate has not come yet.

When Ping Cheng saw that Ting He didn't believe her, she immediately pointed to the sky and swore, "If I tell even a single lie, may the sky strike me with lightning."

Ting He was shocked, but she still kept a serious face and said, "Ping agreed..."

"Miss Tinghe, just let me see the Queen. I promise it will only take a quarter of an hour." She was really desperate. Her charcoal was withheld and she only ate cold dishes.

She went to see the Queen, but the Queen hadn't been seeing anyone lately.

She could only recall the news she heard when she was still a palace maid. She could only make one last attempt and come to the imperial concubine to give it a try.

What if the imperial concubine doesn't want to see her?

She really has no other choice. She might die of illness this winter.

Ting He made an awkward expression, "Your Majesty might have already..."

"Miss Ting He, I promise I'll just say a few words and won't disturb the imperial concubine's rest." Ping promised that she must find a way out for herself. She couldn't really just wait to die like this.

She knew who wanted her dead.

But she won't die, she will continue to live

She won't do what they want.

Ting He looked at Ping with hesitation and finally nodded in embarrassment, "Agree to sit in the flower hall for a while, and I will report to the imperial concubine." This matter is actually very important.

If what Ping promised was true.

Tinghe ordered a young palace maid to take Ping to the flower hall.

When Concubine Gao heard this, her eyebrows raised slightly. "How could you believe such a thing? If a young concubine knew such a secret, she would not survive for more than a few days."

Concubine Gao didn't believe that such a thing could be allowed to be known by Ping Yue, a little concubine.

Ting He: "I heard Ping promised so confidently, and thought that if it was true, Her Majesty would know who did it." Her Majesty has been favored for so many years, but has no children, and Her Majesty is looking forward to having one.

She was really heartbroken after failing so many times over the years.

Concubine Gao lowered her beautiful eyes slightly and said, "Go and ask Ping to come in." Perhaps it was someone she knew.

If it was someone she knew, there was really nothing she could do.

Ting He went there immediately. She walked out quickly, brought Ping Da Ying in, and handed the hand warmer in her hand to Ping Da Ying.

Ping agreed and looked down, a grateful smile on his face.

Her charcoal was deducted, which was the case to begin with, but there was nothing left, so she had to share it with others.

They are all concubines and can only use it at night. If they light it during the day, they cannot use it at night.

"Your concubine pays her respects to the imperial concubine." Ping agreed to come in and knelt on the ground to pay her respects.

The imperial concubine's room was covered with thick, long-pile carpet, so she didn't feel cold even when she knelt down. Yes, the imperial concubine's room was covered with carpets.

There are main hall and rear hall, only side halls and ear rooms are missing.

She was squeezed into a side hall with others, one person living in the east side room and one person living in the west side room. During the two months when the emperor doted on her, she also thought about moving to a side hall by herself.

But the emperor never said that.

She begged the emperor tactfully, but after the emperor looked at her, she fell out of favor.

Concubine Gao raised her hand and said, "Stand up and talk." Concubine Gao had never met Ping Da Ying. When they were in the Old Summer Palace, Ping Da Ying was favored.

She was impatient to see her. At that time, the Queen was busy serving the Queen Mother and did not want them to pay their respects.

This was the first time she saw Ping agree.

She has an oval face and big eyes, but she is pale and lifeless. You can tell at a glance that she has not had a good life.

Just like when she was at home.

Ping agreed and stood aside with her head lowered, not knowing what to do with her hands and feet. When she went to pay her respects to the queen, she kowtowed outside the palace.

The queen did not see her.

Now, for the first time, I mustered up the courage to ask to see the imperial concubine. My heart was trembling and my hands were tightly clasping the hand warmer.

Biting her lip, she took a deep breath.

"Your Highness, when I was still serving in the Yangxin Palace, I heard my aunt say that the Emperor had handled these matters for that person countless times." Ping agreed and pointed in the direction of Changchun Palace.

I dare not say the name.

"Really?" Concubine Gao naturally didn't believe such words. Ping promised that if she knew this, the emperor would allow her to live.

The queen is different from them. There are only two kinds of women in the emperor's heart: one is the queen, and the other is other than the queen.

When Ping Yun saw that Concubine Gao didn't believe her, she immediately explained, "Your Highness, I dare not lie. At that time, I was a tea-serving maid in the Yangxin Palace. One day, I accidentally overheard a few aunts in the Yangxin Palace say a few words after drinking too much on New Year's Eve."