This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 50: Singing a Lullaby

There were only four people in the palace: Concubine Hua, An Lingrong, Songzhi, and Baoque. Concubine Hua was not afraid that today's conversation would be heard by others.

Concubine Hua gave Songzhi a look and asked her to help An Lingrong up.

"I know what my sister is thinking. Last time, I said that if the queen didn't remind the emperor, I would also make suggestions to the emperor. I keep my word."

Concubine Hua played with the sachet in her hand, not worrying at all that there might be something in it that would harm her body. She had used Lian Huanyixiang for so many years, hadn't she? Besides, An Lingrong wouldn't harm herself at this time.

Think about it, in her previous life, An Lingrong was able to find out Lipin's weaknesses just by careful observation, and together with Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang, she overthrew Lipin in her own camp in one fell swoop. Just based on this point, Concubine Hua would not let An Lingrong defect to the Queen in this life.

"Sister, can you sing a lullaby?" Concubine Hua's eyes met An Lingrong's.

"When I was little, my mother often sang nursery rhymes to lull me to sleep. I still remember some of them now."

"That's great. Princess Wen Yi has been fussing about sleeping lately, and Concubine Jing has tried many methods but to no avail. I think that Promise An was born in Jiangnan, and the lullaby she sang has the softness and tenderness of Jiangnan folk songs, so maybe she can coax Wen Yi to sleep."

Concubine Hua smiled at An Lingrong, and An Lingrong immediately understood.

"Yes, then when I go to visit Sister Mei in the next few days, I will go to sit with Concubine Jing more often. It will be my blessing if I can coax the princess to sleep." An Lingrong frowned and smiled softly, secretly sighing in her heart that Concubine Hua was still more favored than the Queen. With a little guidance, An Lingrong felt that she had a direction.

In the following days, An Lingrong often went to Xianfu Palace in the afternoon to visit Shen Meizhuang and pay her respects to Concubine Jing.

Hua Fei naturally also sent Song Zhi to check with Jing Fei and Shen Meiyu. Jing Fei was content with having a daughter, not to mention that An Lingrong had a sweet singing voice. Wen Yi indeed fell asleep soundly listening to her nursery rhymes, and he also had a better impression of An Lingrong.

Shen Meizhuang knew that Yu was the only one favored by the emperor now, she was pregnant, and Huan'er's health had not been good. Among the three of them, Lingrong was the most suitable one to compete for favor now. Although she felt a little jealous, she had prepared herself mentally before entering the palace. Her husband was also another woman's husband, so it was better for her to have Lingrong than Yu, the one who made her give way.

Therefore, the three women were in sync with each other in the Xianfu Palace, and there was a peaceful atmosphere.

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The day before printing begins is the 18th day of the first lunar month.

The emperor summoned Yu to sing a song in the morning, but he felt it was boring and let her go back.

After lunch, Xiao Xiazi was wiping the rattle that Wen Yi had left in the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a rag. He accidentally made some noise, which attracted the attention of Yongzheng.

Feng Yin rested for many days, and met the women in the harem one by one.

He actually forgot to look after his daughters Wen Yi and Linglong.

Linglong must be living well with her mother, so I should go see Wen Yi first.

This girl has lost her biological mother, but she can’t lose her father too.

Thinking about these things, Yongzheng got up from his nap couch, called Xiao Xiazi to come and help him put on clothes and boots, and asked Su Peisheng to go to Xianfu Palace.

In recent days, An Lingrong had lunch in Xianfu Palace and coaxed Wen Yi to sleep before leaving. It was the same today.

The emperor hadn't come to Xianfu Palace to visit Wen Yi for several days, and An Lingrong had given up hope. However, Wen Yi, a chubby little girl, captured An Lingrong's heart. Even if the emperor didn't come, An Lingrong would contentedly coax Wen Yi to sleep every day.

The Xianfu Palace was quiet in the afternoon. A few days ago, Concubine Jing and Shen Meizhuang were still accompanying An Lingrong to coax Wen Yi to sleep, fearing that An Lingrong would be nervous when she saw the emperor. But the emperor had not come for several days, so Shen Meizhuang and Concubine Jing gave up.

After lunch, Shen Meizhuang went to take a nap, as pregnant women tend to sleep a lot.

Yongzheng walked into Xianfu Palace. The servants in Xianfu Palace wanted to report the emperor's arrival, but the emperor was afraid of disturbing Wen Yi's nap, so he raised his hand to signal them not to make a sound.

He walked into Wen Yi's bedroom with his hands behind his back.

Walking into the hall and standing at the door, Yongzheng saw the scene in front of him through the gauze curtains and dim shadows.

Concubine Jing sat in silence in front of the couch, holding the embroidery frame and embroidering a bellyband for Wen Yi stitch by stitch.

An Lingrong stood and held Wen Yi, patting her back gently and singing nursery rhymes to lull her to sleep. The palace was silent, with only An Lingrong's soft singing voice flowing slowly.

"Little baby, go to sleep quickly~" An Lingrong paced back and forth while holding Wen Yi, "Go to sleep quickly~ so you can grow up~"

The entire bedroom exuded a soft and warm maternal glow through the gauze curtains. An Lingrong was not dressed up today, but only wore a goose yellow cheongsam dress, with a simple silver hairpin on her head and a few light yellow silk jasmine flowers on the side of her head.

With her delicate figure like a willow swaying in the wind and her light makeup, Yongzheng seemed to see Chunyuan dancing and singing Jiangnan folk songs for him in the palace garden in spring through the gauze curtain.

Chunyuan sometimes wears goose yellow clothes, like the spring jasmine flowers dancing in the wind, which is very beautiful.

And there are those nursery rhymes, the ones that I longed my mother to sing to me when I was a child.

"Go to sleep quickly, so that you can grow up, and when you grow up you can pull the bow." Yongzheng had only heard the Empress Dowager sing this nursery rhyme to her fourteenth brother. Now that Yongzheng was middle-aged, he could not help but think of his sad childhood when he suddenly heard it.

Fortunately, my Wen Yi is happier than me.

The gauze curtain is hazy, the figure is slender, and the singing is melodious.

Yongzheng stood at the door for a long time. He was reluctant to break such a warm scene.

In fact, An Lingrong was extremely perceptive. The moment the emperor walked in, An Lingrong noticed someone coming in from outside the palace.

An Lingrong's intuition told her that it was the emperor. While singing to Wen Yi, she caught a glimpse of the corner of the emperor's dragon robe out of the corner of her eye.

After confirming that the person who came was really the emperor, An Lingrong was a little excited. She tried hard to control her pounding heart, holding Wen Yi and pacing back and forth a few more times, continuing to sing nursery rhymes.

Concubine Jing also noticed the emperor's arrival, and seeing that An Lingrong was unmoved, she simply accompanied her to finish the play.

It was not until An Lingrong put Wen Yi back into the cradle and stood up to walk out of the palace that she turned around, pretended to be surprised, knelt down and paid her respects to the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, I didn't know you were coming. Please forgive me."

At this time, Concubine Jing also stood up pretending to be surprised, lifted the gauze curtain, invited the emperor in, and bowed to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, good luck! These servants are getting lazier and lazier without even notifying us of your arrival." Concubine Jing whispered in anger, fearing to disturb Wen Yi who had just fallen asleep.

"Everyone, get up. I didn't allow my servant to inform you, for fear of disturbing your and Wen Yi's nap." Yongzheng walked in and sat on the couch. "I remember seeing you on the day of the selection?"