As Fujia spoke, tears began to flow uncontrollably. She had been by the Empress Dowager's side for so many years, their bond sharing hardships. Seeing the reunion the Empress Dowager had longed for her entire life right before her eyes, how could she not cry along with her?

"Great...Great! My Hengchu is finally coming back..." The Queen Mother's eyes instantly became wet. She was so happy that she murmured as she sat in her seat.

The mother and daughter had been separated for more than ten years. They thought that they would never see each other again in this life since she married and went to Junggar. Unexpectedly, they could be reunited one day and enjoy the family happiness in her later years.

All of this was thanks to Concubine Ling's good idea!

If she had not taken the initiative to give her advice and secretly arranged everything, Hengzhuo would probably have to marry her husband's enemy who killed her husband and live the rest of her life in humiliation.

From then on, she had to take Yan Wan seriously.

She is so scheming and can accomplish things that even I, the queen mother, cannot do. She is really amazing.

Now that the matter was accomplished, the empress dowager did not rush to summon Yan Wan, but continued to pretend to be sick for a few days, praising the emperor for being a good emperor and a good brother. After creating the illusion that she had just recovered from a serious illness, she found a suitable time to summon her to see her.

"Congratulations, Her Majesty! The diplomatic mission to Dzungar is about to depart. Her Majesty will soon be able to meet with Princess Duanshu. If they can travel quickly and the negotiations go smoothly, this year will be a wonderful year of reunion. Her long-cherished wish will finally come true..."

As soon as Yan Wan entered the palace, she stepped forward with a smile to congratulate him. Before she even squatted down, she was helped up by the Queen Mother herself.

"Good boy! I was right about you. All this is thanks to you! Thanks to you, the Emperor was able to make up his mind to bring Hengchu back. In the future... if you need me, just ask, and I will help you."

The Queen Mother looked at Yan Wan with eyes full of admiration. She had not seen such a "wonderful person" in the harem for a long time.

She knew that what she wanted was the position of queen. Such a decadent harem would only be interesting if someone could fight for it and strive to stand out.

As for the queen position, it naturally belongs to the capable.

Yan Wan's eyes flickered when she heard this, but she just lowered her head and smiled modestly, saying, "Your Majesty is wise, and I am also relying on your help. It is my blessing to be appreciated by the Empress Dowager."

"You are quite patient, much better than the current queen. However, I still have to remind you that in this harem, love is the least valuable. Don't learn from the queen and give your heart away easily. The emperor is amorous. Which woman who has loved him over the years can have a happy ending? It is enough for you to keep your heart for yourself..."

The empress dowager finally couldn't help but remind her that in these years in the palace, flowers bloom and fall, people come and go, which is common, and she has to keep her original heart in order to last.

She had finally found a good seedling, and she didn't want her to go astray due to a momentary confusion.

"Please rest assured, Queen Mother. I only seek wealth and glory, not true love."

Seeking true love is an excuse for the concubines who are lonely and cold in the deep palace to comfort themselves.

She is favored by the emperor above her and accompanied by Jinzhong below her. Her life is more carefree and happy than her, the empress dowager. Why does she need comfort?

Seeing her so smart and understanding, the Empress Dowager's eyes were filled with admiration. "Well, Concubine Ling, your elegance is no less than mine in the past. Now that you are in the Old Summer Palace, I cannot give you a large reward. Take these things back with you first. When you return to the palace, I will ask Fujia to open my private storehouse and give you more good things. Although you are favored, you are only a maid. Since you have helped me many times, I cannot let you be too shabby..."

Fujia clapped her hands, and a row of palace maids entered, carrying trays of gifts: gold, silver, treasures, silks, and satins. Lan Cui, standing by, was stunned. Even after serving Yan Wan for so many years, she had never seen such a lavish scene. Even the emperor had never given such fine things.

In consideration of Concubine Ling's success in helping her bring her daughter back, the Queen Mother generously provided her with the wealth and glory she desired.

Isn't she going to compete with the Queen? How can she defeat her without a solid foundation?

Upon hearing this, Yan Wan was overjoyed and immediately knelt down to express her gratitude: "Your Majesty, I thank you. Your Majesty's appreciation is a blessing that I could never ask for."

......

Some are happy while others are sad. In contrast to the happy scene here, news of the Tenth Prince's death came from there just a few days later.

As Yan Wan expected, the Tenth Prince died young on the seventh day of the sixth lunar month, exactly as he had done in his previous life. The only difference was that Yihuan watched the child die slowly in her arms.

Even if Yan Wan had not done anything, the child would still have died young.

When he was born, the emperor did not give him a name because he was afraid that the child was too young to have one, so everyone just called him the Tenth Prince.

The child who had just learned to call mother and walk and run passed away. The emperor could only sigh that he had no fate with this child, and lightly named him Yongyue.

For half a month, Yihuan sat in the Buddhist temple like this, looking sick and in great pain.

Yanwan and Ruiji had no choice but to stay by her side and pray for the child.

Yihuan was sad and always sighed that if these two sisters were not by her side to help her and comfort her, she would not be able to hold on any longer.

In the deep palace, the true love she sought was not as good as the sisterhood she had only known for a few years.

The emperor has rarely appeared in public since the death of the tenth prince. How could she not be disheartened?

Ruyi was also extremely concerned about Yihuan's condition, but since she was accompanied by someone, she didn't come over herself. After all, she was almost due to give birth, and it was not convenient for her to move around.

After knowing that she had no appetite, she always sent a palace maid to bring her soup to show her her affection, and she would not feel at ease until the palace maid watched her drink it with her own eyes.

Early that morning, Yanwan took Ruiji to Yihuan's residence in the Old Summer Palace. They happened to meet Xihe beside Yihuan, holding a bowl of soup and persuading Yihuan to drink it.

"Master? Why are you up? The Queen sent someone to bring over some pheasant chicks cooked in red ginseng soup..."

"shut up!"

Bai Ruiji was furious and could hardly believe what she heard.

Yihuan had just lost her child, and she sent someone to deliver chicken soup? What was her intention?

"You little girl, are you too bold? Don't mention the child in front of Shu Fei from now on. If the Queen asks about it, just say that Shu Fei is sad and can't eat! Tell her not to send it forward! And don't take the soup away! You really have no sense at all, you are disgusting!"

Rui Ji was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes, and she was slamming someone else's head. She knew that the Queen was aloof and a bit of a bad person, but she had never thought she was so stupid as to send this kind of soup to a concubine who had just lost her child. She really didn't know what to say to her.

Anyone who does such a thing is either stupid or evil.

Those who knew her thought she was concerned about the concubines, while those who didn't thought she came here specifically to show off and humiliate people.

It's only because Yihuan has a good temper that he doesn't bother with her. If it were me back then, I would definitely whip her hard with a whip dipped in chili water to vent my anger!

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