Warm my heart

At the banquet in the harem, the emperor's gaze was deep and unfathomable, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, making it impossible to see through his thoughts.

Guaerjia Wenyuan noticed that the emperor's aura had changed. She couldn't help but pull Yongzheng's big hand, and secretly wondered in her heart: Could it be that the emperor also likes this dance?

She seems to be able to dance, but I don't think she has learned it?

How come I have memories of how to dance in my head?

Taught by gods?

amazing……

The emperor obviously also felt the changes in Guaerjia Wenyuan. He patted Guaerjia Wenyuan's little hand soothingly, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

Then, the emperor showed a satisfied smile on his face and said, "Okay, Consort Wan will be promoted to Consort Wan."

He did not confer the title of Concubine Hui on her. He was still waiting to see the show. He had not even touched her, so how did she get pregnant? It was obvious at a glance that she was possessed by a human.

He even wears the hairpin that the Empress Dowager wore when she gave birth to his fourteenth brother without knowing the consequences.

He, Aisin Gioro Yinzhen, was very narrow-minded and could not tolerate even a grain of sand.

Shen Meizhuang got nothing from this banquet. She could only watch her good sister Zhen Huan being promoted to a noble lady and congratulate her.

No one knew how she felt at the moment. Even though she was pregnant, the emperor didn't say anything and just let her enjoy the treatment of a concubine.

Concubine Cao never expected that her intention to make Zhen Huan fall out of favor would backfire, and instead Zhen Huan would take away the glory and make her path to becoming a noble lady.

Although Concubine Cao gave birth to a princess, she was still just a Concubine and had no title.

She felt unwilling, but powerless because everything she had was in the hands of Concubine Hua.

In the Louyue Kaiyun Hall, Guarjia Wenyuan's eyes fell on An Lingrong who was sitting next to her.

There was a hint of seriousness in her tone: "Do you know why the palace stopped you from singing today?"

An Lingrong lowered her head and said in a weak voice, "Your Majesty, I don't know." Her attitude was humble, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

There was an expression in Guarjia Wenyuan's eyes that said, "See, I knew you didn't know."

She patiently explained, "Do you know what the consequences would be if you sang today? You would be made a singing girl. We noble children never sing in public. Even if you must sing, it is only in front of your family and husband."

An Lingrong's face turned pale in an instant, and she finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

She couldn't imagine how other people in the harem would look at her if she really sang in front of everyone today.

In the harem, where identity and status are valued, once a woman is labeled as a "singer", her reputation and status will be seriously affected, and she may even be despised and excluded by other concubines.

Her heart was filled with gratitude towards Guaerjia Wenyuan, because she was able to avoid it because of Guaerjia Wenyuan's timely intervention.

No one had ever told her about it, no one had ever taught her.

Her heart was filled with doubts and uncertainties. Regarding what Zhen Huan did today, she couldn't help but begin to doubt: Is this really out of sisterly love?

Or is it that Zhen Huan herself is not sincere and only turns to Shen Meizhuang because she is no longer close to her?

She was afraid that Concubine Zhengui was not as sincere to her as she was.

An Lingrong's heart was filled with gratitude. She bowed deeply to Guaerjia Wenyuan and said, "Thank you, Sister Zhen, for what happened today." There was sincere gratitude in her tone, which was her true gratitude to Guaerjia Wenyuan.

Guaerjia Wenyuan waved her hand and said in a relaxed tone: "No problem, no problem. Tell me how to embroider this purse." She changed the subject quickly, and it seemed that she didn't want to dwell too much on the previous topic.

An Lingrong could tell at a glance that Guaerjia Wenyuan wanted to embroider a purse as a gift to the emperor.

She directly took out a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water and began to teach the Guarjia mandarin ducks seriously.

That is, her fingers seemed to be clumsy, and she embroidered a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water into a picture of two fat ducks playing in the water.

It's unbearable to look at, absolutely unbearable, and she doesn't even dare to say that she is her apprentice.

Guarjia Wenyuan is holding a freshly baked picture of a fat duck playing in the water, not a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

A happy smile appeared on Guarjia Wenyuan's face: "Well, not bad. I knew that I had a talent for embroidery. The emperor will definitely like it, don't you think?" There was a hint of pride in her tone, and she seemed very satisfied with her work.

An Lingrong felt a little embarrassed when she heard this. She didn't know how to respond, so she reluctantly said, "Well, I think the emperor will like it!"

Guaerjia Wenyuan excitedly showed Yongzheng the purse she had just embroidered, her eyes flashing with anticipation and pride: "Dangdangdangdang, Azhen, do you think it looks good?" She took out the purse from behind her like a magic trick.

Hey, this little girl finished embroidering so quickly.

Yongzheng looked at her excited expression and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He took the purse, examined it carefully, frowned slightly, and asked with a hint of uncertainty: "Yuan'er, is this an embroidered fat duck?"

When Guarjia Wenyuan heard this, she immediately became unhappy. She retorted eagerly: "What? This is a mandarin duck, give it back to me."

She reached out to snatch the purse back. This was the first purse she had embroidered, so how could it be called a fat duck?

Seeing this, Yongzheng immediately changed his words: "I told you, these are mandarin ducks playing in the water. How could I not see that they are so similar?"

Beads of sweat practically appeared on his forehead, but he tried to remain calm.

Only then did Guarjia Wenyuan give him a satisfied look that said, "You're smart."

From that day on, everyone who had never seen the emperor knew that he wore a purse with an ugly, fat duck playing in the water.

As night fell and the sky was dotted with stars, Guarjia Wenyuan fell asleep peacefully in Yongzheng's arms.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain and opened her eyes in confusion. The pain became more obvious and something seemed to be flowing out of her lower body.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain and opened my eyes in confusion. The pain became more obvious and something seemed to be flowing out of my lower body.

Guarjia Wenyuan pushed Yongzheng and said, "Azhen, I'm about to give birth."

Guarjia Wenyuan quickly pushed Yongzheng: "Azhen, I'm about to give birth."

During this period, Yongzheng stayed by her side, sleeping soundly at night and always ready.

Yongzheng woke up immediately when she pushed him, his eyes full of tension and concern.

In the Louyue Kaiyun Hall, a tense and busy atmosphere permeated the air.

When Emperor Yongzheng learned that Guaerjia Wenyuan was about to give birth, he immediately ordered the summons of the imperial physician and the midwife, and the entire palace fell into a period of tense preparation.

The delivery room had already been prepared, and Emperor Yongzheng personally carried Guaerjia Wenyuan to the delivery room to ensure that she could give birth comfortably.

Soon, midwives arrived and prepared to assist Guarjia Wenyuan in giving birth.

The midwife said to Emperor Yongzheng, "Your Majesty, please leave. The Empress is about to give birth."