Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Fawning

The moment the national funeral bell rang, Ruyi bent her body and stuck her head out.

The man she loved most died, and she couldn't even see him for the last time.

Ruyi's face was ashen, and she was so thin that she looked like only skin covering bones. It was hard to tell that she had once been an empress. She kept muttering, "Your Majesty, you have such a cruel heart."

Gradually she lost consciousness.

When Ruyi regained consciousness, she was suspended in mid-air.

"What's going on? Am I not dead?"

When Ruyi was still confused, a familiar voice came to her ears.

"Your Majesty, please don't be angry with the Empress. She is so pitiful. Even if you don't like her, you should still consider the Twelfth Prince. After all, the Empress is his biological mother."

It’s Yanwan.

Ruyi floated in front of her and stared at her with all her might. It was still that familiar face, still so annoying.

Hongli didn't even raise his head for the entire afternoon, and said calmly, "The Queen deserved this fate. Concubine Ling, don't worry about her."

"But……"

Hongli: "Okay, I have a clear idea in my mind, you don't need to say anything more."

……

What childhood sweethearts, wall-climbing...

Ruyi suddenly realized that what she had just experienced was just a dream.

She was Hongli's successor.

Just a successor.

She was a victim of political marriage and was not favored by Hongli. Fucha was Hongli's favorite woman. Even Wei Yanwan was Fucha's personal maid. Hongli took her into his harem out of love for her. Gao was Hongli's childhood sweetheart. They grew up together. In the year when Hongli was selected for the imperial selection, she was married to Hongli by Yongzheng.

Only Ruyi was forced by Yongzheng to be Hongli's concubine.

She was neither Hongli's perfect lover nor his childhood sweetheart. All of this was just her dying fantasy. She fantasized about winning Hongli's love, but for some reason, she and Hongli eventually grew tired of each other.

After two lifetimes, Ruyi regrets it.

If she could choose, she would not want to be the queen, nor enter the palace, and certainly not be the daughter of the Ulanara clan. If she could, she would just want to find a man who would treat her well, even if life was a little hard, she would be willing to do so.

Hongli is too heartless.

She didn't even remember how she was grounded.

She didn't have much time left, and she wanted to see her son again.

So she floated to Yongqi's side.

Yongji had grown into a handsome young man. At this moment, he was practicing calligraphy in the imperial study. Seeing Yongqi come in, he quickly put down his brush, bowed to Yongqi, and said, "Fifth brother."

Yongqi patted Yongji's head and said, "You're welcome, twelfth brother. Are you practicing calligraphy?"

Yongqi pursed his lips, nodded vigorously, and said, "Well, the emperor often praises my fifth brother. I also want to be like my fifth brother, a son that the emperor likes." As he spoke, Yongqi touched the back of his head and said dejectedly, "It's a pity that I'm too stupid. The emperor doesn't seem to like me very much."

When Ruyi heard this, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"My child, it is my mother who is sorry for you."

Seeing this, Yongqi comforted him, "How could that be? How could the Emperor not like you, the twelfth brother? It's just that you are the legitimate son, and the Emperor has higher expectations of you. Don't be depressed. When the Empress Dowager comes out in the future, she will be sad to see you like this."

Yongqi then wiped away his tears and said righteously: "Well, I can't give up on myself, otherwise the Empress Dowager will cry again."

Looking at Yongqi, Ruyi felt a new sense of guilt. She felt bad when she thought about how she had "tortured" Yongqi in her dream. Looking at his legs, she wondered if Yongqi's leg disease had improved.

After spending some time with Yongji in the imperial study, Ruyi left.

She wandered around the palace for a long time, visiting all the places she wanted to go. When she returned to Yiku Palace, it was already dark.

Her body ached, as if crushed. She knew she was back in that battered body. Her end was near. She gazed at the moonlight outside the window, then breathed her last with a whistling sound, her head tilted to one side.

She never closed her eyes until her death.

When Hongli learned of Ruyi's death, he didn't feel much of a ripple in his heart.

He asked the censor to erase all of Ruyi's deeds during her lifetime and did not give her any title.

Even her funeral was extremely shabby. She was called the queen, but she was treated worse than a noble lady. They even stuffed her into the tomb of Consort Chunhui without even a worship platform. How much did they hate Ruyi?

But after all, the person is dead and can't sense anything.

If Ruyi knew that her husband was so mean to her even after his death, how much she would regret entering the palace.

She lost.

After living this life, Ruyi understood that no matter who she was, or whether she and Hongli were childhood sweethearts, with their personalities, they would eventually grow tired of each other. If that was the case, why force it?

I hope we won’t meet again in the next life.

I wish you all the best.

(End of the book)