Zhu Yixiu is reborn in Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace and single-handedly kills her way throug

"Forget it, you are pregnant too, just take a good rest."

After saying this, Hongli stood up, took Qingying's hand, and strode out.

After a while, only Fu Cha Langya and her servant were left in the room.

When she stood up, Fu Cha Langya's eyes seemed to be filled with blood.

"Did you kill Huang?"

"Master, this happened suddenly. I was worried that Master Huang might have said something wrong in front of the prince, so..."

"idiot!"

With a roar of anger, Fucha Langya threw Su Lian away and said, "You killed her because you were afraid she would say something she shouldn't say, but have you ever thought about what this has to do with me? When did I ever order anyone to harm Su's child?"

Su Lian was stunned and her face turned pale.

Yes.

Qionghuayuan has never given such an order.

What are you afraid of?

But before she could fully react, Fu Cha Langya spoke again.

"There's no evidence to prove my wrongdoing. Now, this dirty water has to be thrown on me, and I can't defend myself. Could it be that His Majesty still thinks that this matter really has nothing to do with me?"

Su Lian bent her knees and immediately knelt down. "Please forgive me, Madam. I was just thinking about not letting anyone slander you, so I made a mistake..."

Fucha Langya sat down, closed her eyes for a long time, and then sighed, saying, "The prince has become suspicious of me and has handed all the affairs of the palace to the Ulanara family. I, the wife, am no different from a concubine."

"The only possibility of turning things around now is the child in my belly."

"If I could give birth to a legitimate son for the prince, everything would naturally be reversed, but if it's not a prince..."

Fu Cha Langya's face was full of anxiety because of the uncertain future.

"Fujin is blessed with great fortune, and will definitely give birth to a legitimate son for the royal family!"

At this moment, the only thing Su Lian could do was to comfort the other party with these words.

In the hope that I can be somewhat relieved of my guilt.

……

The death of a concubine would not cause any trouble in the backyard of the palace.

However, since Huang Qiying passed away, Qionghuayuan has become completely deserted.

It seems that Hongli has already determined that the red flower that appeared when Su Lujun gave birth was related to Qionghuayuan.

Even though Fucha Langya was pregnant, she could not get any favor from Hongli.

Even the usual morning and evening visits were completely cancelled, and he hadn't seen the other person for several days.

However, Fu Cha Zhuying, even though she was pregnant, still let Hongli stay in Qiongyuyuan frequently.

On New Year's Eve of the eleventh year of Yongzheng's reign, the palace passed by uneventfully in such a strange atmosphere.

If it weren't for the New Year's Eve palace banquet, the wife would have to attend. Qingying guessed that she might not be able to see the wife for several months.

After the New Year, it was the twelfth year of Yongzheng's reign.

Qionghuayuan returned to peace again.

However, the palace became lively.

Without him.

There is a new person in the palace.

The wife didn't want to see anyone, so the newlyweds were brought into Qinglan Courtyard.

"My name is Princess Chen, and I pay my respects to Concubine Qing."

Looking at the person kneeling in front of her, Qingying felt a rare interest.

Her appearance is gentle, which matches her name.

He doesn't look like someone who would fight for things.

She was as quiet as a chrysanthemum, with a calm temperament. In her two lifetimes, she felt that this was the first time she had met someone of this age who gave her such a feeling.

"Please excuse me, Princess Chen. 惢心, please give Princess Chen a seat."

"Thank you, Mrs. Qing."

Chen stood up and sat down at惢心's signal.

I just don’t know what the emperor is thinking. Jin Yuyan was sent to the palace so suddenly before, and the same is true for Chen in front of me.

After sizing up the pleasant-looking person in front of her for a moment, Qingying asked, "May I know your name, Miss Chen?"

"Mrs. Qing is too polite. I don't deserve the title. My name is Wanyin."

Qingying was stunned.

菀？

Or Wan?

"I wonder which character it is?"

"To Mrs. Qing, you are so beautiful, so graceful and elegant, that is exactly my maiden name."

Yixiu nodded slightly, and the strange expression on her face disappeared.

"A gentle temperament is called 'Wan'. Chen Gege is indeed as good as her name."