Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Fawning

Initially, Zeng Huan hadn't wanted to get involved with Han Xiangjian's affairs. After all, Han Xiangjian was just a princess from a small tribe. Once Hongli grew tired of her, the novelty would wear off. But gradually, things became more and more unbelievable. Zeng Huan seemed to underestimate Han Xiangjian and Hongli's obsession with a woman. If Han used her seductive skills to seduce Hongli and gave birth to a prince, wouldn't the Qing Dynasty be annexed by the Han tribe?

No, Zeng Huan would never allow Han to become the second Concubine Qi.

What Zeng Huan was worried about was exactly what Jing Se was worried about. In the light, Jing Se's expression was indifferent, and her eyes seemed to be burning with fire. She pinched Zeng Huan's shoulders and asked with a smile: "Grandmother, is my grandson's strength enough?"

Zeng Huan chuckled.

How could this old fox not see through Jingse? Jingse was the legitimate daughter of the Empress Dowager, and had always looked down on concubines. Back when Hongli first ascended the throne, Langya had asked her to get close to her, but Jingse had refused. Now that Jingse was willing to come to Cining Palace to see her, it was simply because he had lost his mother and was seeking support within the palace. And when Jingse married in Hengti's place, even if Zeng Huan disliked Jingse, she had to protect her because of Langya's sacrifices for the Qing Dynasty.

Zeng Huan reached out and patted the back of Jing Se's hand, chuckling softly, "That's enough, you've been pounding the ground long enough, sit down and talk to me."

Fujia brought up a chaise longue. Jing Se responded and sat down. He took out a piece of cake from the box on the table and handed it to Zeng Huan, saying, "Grandmother, this is made by my grandson. Please try it. If it suits your taste..."

Zeng Huan took the cake from Jing Se's hand and took a light bite of the edge. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus filled her nose, sweet but not greasy. She praised: "Our Jing Se has grown up and can make cakes. But why are you wasting your energy? Just leave these small things to the palace servants."

Jing Se lowered his eyelids lightly and sighed softly, "It's okay, grandson is not tired. Recently, the emperor has been busy accompanying the princess of the Han tribe. Even grandson and Qingyou can't see the emperor."

Zeng Huan's expression froze for a moment. He looked up at Fu Jia and said, "Is there such a thing?"

Fujia pursed her lips, her eyes revealing an unspeakable guilt. She didn't mean to hide it from Zeng Huan, but she was afraid that Zeng Huan would have conflicts with Hongli again because of Han Xiangjian. Their mother-son relationship had finally eased, and now if they fell out over a woman, and if someone with ulterior motives spread this matter to the people, how would the people view their monarch?

Zeng Huan understood everything from Fuga's expression.

Jing Se smiled faintly and said, "Grandmother, you haven't been involved in state affairs for a long time. I'm afraid you don't know that Father, because of the princess of the Han tribe, hasn't attended the morning court for a long time. Even the concubines in the harem rarely go. As soon as he opens his eyes every day, he rushes to Chengqian Palace."

After saying this, Jing Se looked out the window and saw that it was already dark. He quickly stood up and knelt to greet her, "Grandmother, Qing You is still waiting for me in Chonghua Palace. I will take my leave now and will come to see you tomorrow."

After Jing Se left the Cining Palace, Zeng Huan stood up and walked to the table, tending to the lilies that had just been delivered by the Ministry of Internal Affairs that day. She raised her armored pinky finger and tilted her head, saying, "Is the emperor really as absurd as Jing Se said these days?"

Fujia sighed inwardly, unable to hide the truth after all, and tactfully replied, "Queen Dowager, calm down. I heard it from the palace maids. Concubine Chun was afraid that Han's beauty would bring disaster, so a few days ago, she and the other concubines knelt outside the Yangxin Palace, begging the Emperor to send Han back to the Han tribe. But the Emperor refused to listen. Not only did he scold Concubine Chun, he also thought she was an eyesore and ordered her to kneel at the Locust Gate as punishment. It rained that day, and Concubine Chun knelt for a whole day and night, and her health collapsed. I heard she's been in a coma for several days..."

Zeng Huan glanced at the sky outside the window, expression muffled, and said, "Noble Concubine Chun has suffered so much. Tomorrow, send some high-quality medicinal herbs to Zhongcui Palace and have the servants there carefully serve them. Also, go to the Yangxin Palace and fetch the Emperor for me."

"This..." Fujia knew that this was difficult, and hesitantly said, "Yes."

The number of concubines in the palace had no impact on the women in the harem. However, ever since Hongli met Han Xiangjian, the concubines in the harem had completely fallen out of favor. In the past, Hongli would treat them equally and occasionally visit other palaces, but after Han Xiangjian came, Hongli only had eyes for her and would go to Chengqian Palace every day. This was a big threat to the entire harem. Lujun was truly doing good for Hongli, and as for the other women, they were just afraid that their status would be lost if Xiangjian became his exclusive favorite, so they followed Lujun in making trouble.

The next day, Fujia rushed to the Yangxin Palace early in the morning to invite Hongli to the Cining Palace for a chat.

But unfortunately he arrived at an inopportune moment, as Hongli had already gone to Chengqian Palace.

Fuga shook his head helplessly and had to rush to Chengqian Palace.

In Chengqian Palace, Xiang Jian was still sitting in front of the Western clock like a piece of wood, not speaking, laughing, or moving.

Hongli walked over to Xiangjian and sat down. He looked at her and said gently and calmly, "Xiangjian, are you used to living here? If you need anything or want anything, just tell me and I will satisfy you."

Xiang Jian looked at Hongli with disdain and said the first sentence after moving into Chengqian Palace with a blank expression, "Whatever you want?"

Hongli stared at her blankly, his heart filled with joy like a raging storm. He quickly grabbed Xiangjian's hand, which was as smooth as milk, and said with a smile, "Of course, as long as it's what you want, I will do everything I can to pick it and give it to you, even if it's the stars in the sky."

Xiang Jian quickly pulled her hand away, glanced to the side, and said indifferently: "I don't need these, I just want to return to Hanbu and return to Han Qi."

It’s cold again.

Could it be that in Han Xiangjian's heart, Hongli is not even as good as a dead person?

Hongli stood up and rushed forward, grabbed Xiangjian's hand, frowned and shouted, "I am a living person, how can I be so inferior in your eyes? I am just a dead person. Don't forget, Hanqi is dead. Even if you cry and scream, and want to die, he will never come back to you. If that's the case, why are you so persistent?"

Hongli's words were like an ice spike piercing Xiangjian's heart. She slowly closed her eyes, as if waiting for death to come. She said with despair, "Then kill me."

"Don't think I dare not."

Just as Hongli was about to make a move, Jinzhong suddenly rushed in. Hongli immediately pushed Xiangjian away and asked sternly, "What's the matter?"

Jinzhong bent forward and said, "Your Majesty, Aunt Fujia is here. She said the Empress Dowager wants to discuss something important with you and would like you to go to the Cining Palace."

"Okay, I understand." Hongli did not stay in Chengqian Palace, but turned around and left.