Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Wanwan's Daily Advancement

"Why not let Zhenshu take some punishment and come back to serve Sister Jiapin. After all, she is the only relative in her heart."

Yanwan spoke sincerely, and what she said were all the words that Jiapin cried out in desperation, without any exaggeration.

Empress Fucha and the Queen Mother both looked at her, each with a different look in their eyes.

The Queen Mother pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly.

Empress Fucha went over and helped Yan Wan up. "Jiapin has seen that she has even abandoned the prince for that servant. Even if the emperor doesn't want to be coerced by her, you should still fulfill her wish first!"

Yan Wan's eyes were filled with tears. The Queen came to help her again!

Empress Fucha held Yanwan's hand tightly, signaling her with her eyes not to speak again. She said to Hongli, who looked unhappy, "It's just that the death penalty can be pardoned, but the living crime cannot be forgiven. Zhenshu can no longer be a maid. After returning to the palace, she can no longer live in Qixiang Palace. She will live in Xinzheku and be on duty in Qixiang Palace every day. When she has made great contributions, she will be pardoned."

Her words were firm, and it was obvious that she did not want Hongli to refuse the following words.

Hongli thought this was great, and he felt relieved. Then he remembered that Yanwan had been wronged: "Yanwan, go in and tell her that Zhenshu will be sent back to her, but if she gets pregnant again, I will skin Zhenshu and send her back!"

He went to help the Queen Mother with a cold face, and the mother and son left directly: "There are many noble ladies in the Yu family. If she doesn't know her position, I will ask the Prince of the Yu family to change the tribute."

As soon as he and the Queen Mother left, the whole space felt relaxed.

Empress Fucha held Yanwan's hand and said, "Go ahead. I'll be waiting for you here."

Yan Wan glanced at Qi Ru who was still here, and thought that the emperor had not taken any action yet. It would be a shame for her to do something wrong and cause trouble for the empress, so she suppressed the murderous intent in her heart and went to see Jiapin.

Empress Fucha glanced at Qi Ru calmly and said, "Doctor Qi, did you enjoy your trip?"

Qi Ru's whole body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

In the room, Jiapin was still crying, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Just as she was sobbing, she saw the door curtain move, and it was Wei Yanwan who walked in.

When Jiapin saw her, the weak and pitiful expression on her face instantly distorted, and her crying stopped.

Yan Wan smiled: "Are you shocked, Sister Jiapin? That's right, it's me again. I'm here again."

Jiapin almost bled profusely: "Where's the emperor? I want to see him!"

Yan Wan's eyes curved, "Don't worry, Sister Jiapin, the Emperor has agreed to return Zhenshu to you, but..."

Her eyes wandered over her belly. "But the Emperor also said that if you continue to be so desperate and don't care about the dragon fetus, even if Zhenshu comes back, he will take you back, skin you, and return you to you."

Jiapin shuddered all over: "Bitch! What did you say to the emperor?"

Yan Wan walked to the bedside, but did not answer her. Instead, she smiled to herself and said, "The Emperor also said that he hopes that you will have the consciousness to be a good tribute. If you can't do it well, he will ask Prince Yu to send a new tribute girl."

She lowered her voice and said, "Sister always laughed at me for coming from the Four Treasurys before. Now I know that your identity is really not worthy of being on the stage. You are actually... just a tribute!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly suppressed the corners of her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, sister. Although the emperor asked me to relay these words, you are pregnant with the heir of the dragon after all. I should have said these words more tactfully."

She looked at Yu Hu for help: "Aunt Yu Hu, I said the wrong thing in a hurry. I shouldn't have done that. What if the emperor suspects that I was also influenced by the old person left by the queen and wants to take revenge on sister Jiapin and wait for an opportunity to murder the royal heir? What should I do!"

Yu Hu looked at Yan Wan with a completely new perspective, but saw that Yan Wan was truly scared and terrified, and did not seem to be threatening him.

Her eyes were clear, filled with deep worry and closeness to her.

Yu Hu did not feel disgusted, but instead felt...

Or maybe it's not a threat, but a reminder.

Thinking of how the Emperor had completely replaced the people on Concubine Xian's side today, she felt a little dignified in her heart: "Don't worry, Concubine Ling, you are just relaying the Emperor's words to Concubine Jia, what's wrong with that?"

Yan Wan was relieved: "Thank you, aunt, for indulging Yan Wan."

Yu Hu then remembered that the girl who had spoken so sharply had almost died in Qixiang Palace.

She investigated the most and in the most detail, so she knew best what kind of life she lived in those five years.

She felt a little pity in her heart, and said softly, "I have already treated the wound of Concubine Jia, and I will take my leave now. Concubine Ling, please don't be angry. If you get angry and get sick, the Emperor and the Empress will be worried."

Jiapin shouted, "Don't go! Stay here! Wei Yanwan will hurt Long Si!"

Yu Hu said softly, "Don't be afraid, Concubine Jia. Concubine Ling knows the seriousness of the matter. Besides, the Empress is also outside."

She turned around and left, with no intention of looking back.

Jiapin's eyes were filled with fear: "Wait a minute!"

Yanwan moved her feet to block her view.

Her pretty face was still as beautiful as ever, but in Jiapin's eyes, it looked hideous and terrifying.

For the first time, Jiapin felt that she was actually afraid.

Yan Wan said softly, "Your Highness, you look so lovable now, and it makes people happy to see you."

Jiapin shuddered: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Wan paced back and forth beside the bed, looking her up and down: "What can I do? I can only look at the appearance of a drowned dog."

Jiapin stared at Yanwan: "Don't think you have won. I have so many sons, and you..."

She made a sarcastic expression: "You have been favored for so long, but you still can't get pregnant. I see your slender waist, you will never be able to give birth to a child in this life!"

Yan Wan held her waist and walked back and forth twice, saying with a smile: "Do you also think my waist is thin? The emperor often praises my thin waist!"

She showed a shy expression: "The emperor also praised me, saying that I look good in red."

Jiapin's face twitched. At this moment, she found it difficult to treat the emperor as a tool as she did in the past, a tool for her to express her love to the prince.

She didn't know why, but she couldn't bear to watch the women in the palace fighting for the emperor anymore.

Wei Yanwan...

"You! You have no shame!!!"

"Oh," Yan Wan held her chest in a very pretentious manner, "Don't get upset. What if you hurt another lady's child?"

Jiapin was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Yan Wan laughed softly, then walked to her, sat beside the bed, and held her wrist: "That's it..."

Her hand suddenly came forward, pinched the soft flesh under her collar, and twisted it hard.

Once was not enough, she twisted here and then there, soft, hard, big, or small, using all her might to twist them all in tight.

Jiapin was so painful that she raised her hand to hit her.

Yan Wan slapped her in the face and said, "Jiapin! Wake up! Stop being willful and foolish! If you really hurt the dragon fetus, the emperor has said that he will... skin Zhenshu alive!"

All of Jiapin's resistance was silenced by this sentence.