Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Fawning

Yan Wan glanced at the apple in Lan Qi's hand and asked in confusion, "Ju Rui said that ever since Han's face injury, the Emperor has been visiting Concubine Jia's palace frequently. Could it be that the Emperor is really considering making the Fourth Prince the Crown Prince?"

As she turned back, her almond-shaped eyes drooped slightly, a fringe of hair brushing against her forehead. Lan Qi pointed at Wan, pursing her lips lightly, as if relieved. She walked over to the couch and sat on the edge, handing Yan Wan a freshly peeled apple. "Don't worry," she said, "If the Fourth Prince wants to become the crown prince, it's harder than ascending to heaven. Yan Wan, I hope you won't interfere with anything that happens in the harem during this period. Even if the Emperor does appoint Han as his consort, it's just one more woman in the harem and won't affect us. You now have not only Jing Wan, but also Yong Lin and Yong Lu. Taking good care of them is your most important priority."

Yanwan nodded. She naturally believed Lanqi.

Lan Qi had more important things to do, so after sitting in Yongshou Palace for a while, she left for Chengqian Palace.

The woman sleeping peacefully on the couch had skin as pale as cold porcelain, her breath soft and airy. Xiang Jian, already a woman of picturesque features and a cold, otherworldly beauty, now lay motionless, like a shattered piece of jade, forlorn and fragile.

Lan Qi's voice was soft and crisp, ringing beside Xiang Jian's ears, "I know you haven't slept yet..."

Xiang Jian slowly woke up and looked up at the white curtain above. Her eyes were empty and her heart sank as if tied with a stone.

After losing my lover and being sent to a completely unfamiliar place as a gift by my family and loved ones, I used to think that I would cry hysterically when my heart ached to the point of spasm. But only after experiencing it did I understand that extreme heartache can only make people desperately silent and heartbroken.

Xiang Jian pulled the corner of her mouth and said in a cold voice, "Is it your emperor who asked you to persuade me again? Please go back and tell him that I will not stay here, even if I die..."

It was only a matter of time before Xiangjian became the emperor's concubine.

In his previous life, Hongli asked Ruyi to be his lobbyist.

The deep love of youth and the true love of middle age, I wonder how sad Ruyi was when she heard this sentence. Xiangjian loved her young man, but unfortunately the young man died in an avalanche while pursuing her. Ruyi moved Xiangjian with the story of her and Hongli's acquaintance and love in their youth.

Ridiculous, bullshit.

In the end, Xiangjian had to give herself to Hongli for the sake of the Han tribe.

Lan Qi smiled and said, "I'm not here to persuade you on behalf of the Emperor. I just want to tell you something."

Xiang Jian frowned, tilted his head to glance at Lan Qi, and said coldly, "What?"

Lan Qi: "Han Qi is still alive."

These five short words were enough to keep Xiangjian alive.

Xiang Jian suddenly supported herself with her hands, "You...what did you say?"

Lan Qi calmly took out half a jade pendant from her sleeve and handed it to Xiang Jian, "This is a token of love."

Xiang Jian snatched the jade pendant away, held it before her eyes, and examined it carefully. The jade pendant originally came as a pair, and they each held half.

When she was fifteen, Xiangjian met Hanqi for the first time.

A young man sat upright on horseback, wearing a narrow, dark brocade robe embroidered with cloud patterns and a deep purple sable fur cloak. His right hand idly toyed with the whip. The young man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his features were extremely handsome. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised as he saved Xiangjian from the arrow.

The two fell in love with each other and decided to spend their lives together.

The jade pendant was Han Qi's heirloom. In order to be able to stay with Xiang Jian forever, he gave the other half to Xiang Jian.

Now this jade pendant actually appears in Lan Qi's hands. Could it be that Han Qi is really still alive?

Xiang Jian's whole body was trembling with excitement, every nerve was tense, her hands were unconsciously clenched together, and her eyes were shining with anticipation, "Where is he? I want to see him."

Lan Qi held down the extremely excited Xiang Jian and shook her head, saying, "Don't worry, he's fine, but you two can't meet yet."

Xiangjian frowned: "Why?"

Lan Qi: "The Emperor loves you and wants to keep you by his side. If he knew that Han Qi was still alive, do you think he could still survive? Can the Han tribe members still survive? Princess Xiangjian, please think about it carefully."

Xiang Jian's hands fell down weakly, and her eyes gradually turned red. She only wanted to be with her young man forever, but why couldn't even this small wish be fulfilled?

Looking up at Lan Qi, Xiang Jian's gaze slowly grew heated. She didn't believe Lan Qi had come all this way just to tell her that Han Qi was still alive. Her intuition told her that Lan Qi must have a way to reunite her with Han Qi. If that was the case, she would do anything for it.

Xiang Jian pursed her lips and said doubtfully, "I don't believe you came here just to tell me that Han Qi is still alive. But no matter what your purpose is, as long as you can reunite Han Qi with me, I will do anything."

As she spoke, Xiangjian half-knelt and kowtowed to Lanqi.

Lan Qi helped Xiang Jian up and said, "Princess Xiang Jian, this is unacceptable. I have no other options. I can only tell you one word: 'endure'."

Tolerate?

Xiang Jian thought for a long time before she understood Lan Qi's intention. If she wanted Hongli to spare Han Qi and the Han tribe, she would have to endure it. She was still young, but Hongli was already over fifty. If she put some poison in his food, she could quickly get rid of him.

The opportunity came quickly.

On the day when Xiangjian felt better, Hongli asked Jinzhong to go to Chengqian Palace to invite Xiangjian to go somewhere.

With the help of Xipo and Aji, Xiangjian came to Baoyue Tower.

Not only Han Xiangjian, but all the concubines in the harem were present.

Baoyue Tower was a new palace that Hongli specially ordered to be built in order to please Xiangjian. Its architectural style was completely based on that of the Han tribe.

Xiang Jian was taken to the top floor.

The concubines followed Xiang Jian's footsteps to the highest floor. The view was wide, and they could see the entire Forbidden City at a glance. This made the concubines envious.

"Xiangjian."

Xiang Jian turned around and saw Hongli, who was now wearing the clothes of a Han tribe man.

It was quite surprising that the emperor actually changed into commoner's clothes.

Amidst everyone's confusion, Hongli slowly walked towards Xiangjian.

Xiang Jian still said in a cold voice: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Hongli put his hands behind his back and said proudly, "Since you are unwilling to change into the clothes of the Qing Dynasty for me, then I will change into the clothes of the Han tribe and come to your world first."

Xiangjian felt it was a bit greasy, but she couldn't point it out directly.

"Princess Xiangjian?"

"Isn't that our Princess Xiangjian? And the Emperor, why is he wearing the clothes of a man from our Han tribe?"

Xiang Jian looked down and found that there was a large group of people from the Han tribe standing at the bottom of the building.

They were all brought to the capital by Hongli to enjoy a good life.

Xiang Jian murmured: "What is this?"

Hongli explained, "Over the past few months, I've had towers built in the southern part of the Forbidden City. I've brought the elderly, weak, and disabled from the Han tribe to the capital, and hired people to take care of them. This way, if you ever feel homesick, you can just stand here and look at the tall towers over there."