PDLP Chapter 10 The Rich Woman, the Noblewoman, and the Emperor Return to the Palace (Part 10)
Chapter 10 The Rich Woman, the Noblewoman, and the Emperor Return to the Palace (Part 10)
Even if Zhen Huan's child is only a daughter, it will still bring her unnecessary trouble.
After all, if this girl grows up to be as beautiful and charming as Empress Chun Yuan,
This would attract the Emperor's attention, thus significantly elevating Zhen Huan's status.
It could even affect the empress's status.
Regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, as long as Zhen Huan successfully gives birth to the child,
All of these would pose a huge threat to the Empress.
Therefore, the Empress had to find a way to prevent Zhen Huan from giving birth to this child.
This is how they consolidate their position and power.
When news reached the Empress's Jingren Palace that the Emperor had gone directly to Suiyu Pavilion to visit Zhen Huan after returning to the palace,
The empress's well-maintained face instantly contorted, her eyes flashing with jealousy and anger.
She clutched her handkerchief tightly, her anger burning fiercely as if it would set the entire palace ablaze.
"You vile woman!" the queen muttered through gritted teeth.
"That wretched woman is so favored that even the Emperor doesn't come to my palace."
He went straight to Suiyu Pavilion to visit her!
Jianqiu, standing to the side, looked at the Empress cautiously and said softly:
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Now that Zhen Huan is pregnant, she will naturally receive more attention from the Emperor."
We need to plan this carefully.
The Empress glared fiercely at Jianqiu and said angrily:
"Of course I know! But His Majesty's actions clearly show that he doesn't respect me!"
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her anger, her gaze growing increasingly cold.
No, I absolutely cannot stand idly by.
We must find a way to make Zhen Huan miscarry as soon as possible; we absolutely cannot let her give birth to this child!
Even though her face was injured and she didn't want the Emperor to see it,
But this is not a reason for the Emperor to go see Zhen Huan first and then slap the Empress in the face.
She is now the mother of the nation, yet she has to tolerate a mere concubine climbing above her again and again.
Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in the Empress's eyes.
"Go and give that scar-reducing gel to Consort An, so she can get her face healed as soon as possible and go to see Zhen Huan!"
If she still can't handle this... hmph, don't blame me for being ruthless!
Although the Empress did not make her meaning clear, Jianqiu understood what she meant.
If the scar-reducing gel works well, Zhen Huan will definitely fall for it. What woman doesn't care about her appearance?
After all, for a woman, appearance is her asset and the source of her confidence.
Zhen Huan, as a favored concubine, was well aware of this.
If she loses the emperor's favor because of the scars on her face, she will fall into deep despair.
Therefore, if scar-reducing gel could help Zhen Huan restore her beauty, she would definitely use it without hesitation.
At that time, the baby in Zhen Huan's womb will definitely be in danger.
After seeing his beloved Huanhuan, the chubby orange cat felt much happier.
But remembering that he still had important business to attend to, he decided to go to Yanxi Palace anyway.
Although he didn't care much for Consort Fucha, the Fucha family was, after all, a prominent and influential clan in the Manchu Banner system.
If you act too coldly, you will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble and controversy.
Therefore, even though he was reluctant to part with his beloved Huanhuan, he still forced himself to come to Yanxi Palace.
After entering Yanxi Palace, the chubby orange cat immediately saw Consort Fucha lying on the bed, looking somewhat forlorn.
Meanwhile, Fucha Peiyun already knew that the chubby orange had arrived.
But she still chose to stay in bed. She needed to rest and recuperate during her pregnancy, so there was no need for her to rush to please this old man.
So, when the chubby orange reached the bedside, Fucha Peiyun slowly spoke:
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, but I am unwell and am truly unable to rise to pay my respects to Your Majesty."
As Fucha Peiyun spoke, tears streamed down her face; each tear, glistening like a pearl, fell to the ground.
It rolled down her fair cheek, tracing a graceful arc, and finally disappeared into her collar.
This kind of crying is the classic way that actresses who starred in Qiong Yao's films cry; it has a unique beauty and evokes pity in viewers.
Seeing Fucha Peiyun like this, the chubby orange cat's heart stirred. He quickly went over, took Fucha Peiyun's hand, and said gently:
"My dear concubine, there's no need for such formalities. Please lie down and rest."
This was the first time that Big Fatty Orange had ever seen Fucha Peiyun so vulnerable.
Her big, watery eyes were red and swollen, making her look like a pitiful, injured little rabbit.
It truly evokes feelings of pity.
Those crystal-clear teardrops seemed to transform into streams of clear water, flowing endlessly down.
It seemed to flow directly into the heart of the chubby orange cat.
This stirred up an indescribable feeling of tenderness in his heart.
This delicate and frail Fucha woman gave Da Pangju a different feeling.
However, at this very moment, Fucha Peiyun,
Deep down, I felt a deep disgust and aversion to the big, fat orange face in front of me.
However, due to the circumstances, she had no choice but to suppress the nausea in her heart.
Then she leaned her soft body into the big, warm embrace of the chubby orange cat.
"Your Majesty... the child in my womb almost left me!"
Fucha Peiyun had tears in her eyes, her hands tightly protecting her protruding belly, her voice filled with fear and sorrow.
"I'm not afraid of Your Majesty laughing at me, but I've always been timid, afraid of the dark, ghosts, and being frightened."
That day, I was almost scared out of my wits by that damned cat, Matsuko!
As Fucha Peiyun spoke, her body trembled uncontrollably.
It seemed as if that terrible scene was reappearing before my eyes.
"You have no idea, that cat was practically going berserk at the time."
Without any warning, he suddenly pounced straight at the concubine!
Its sharp claws, piercing teeth, and ferocious, terrifying appearance...
Even now, the memory still sends chills down my spine; it was truly terrifying!
At this point, Fucha Peiyun's eyes reddened.
The tears I had just stopped started flowing again.
Crystalline tears slid down her fair and delicate cheeks, like pearls falling from a broken string.
Her body trembled slightly, and her shoulders heaved with sobs.
She looked so fragile and helpless, like a candle flickering in the wind, about to collapse.
The once arrogant and haughty Fucha Peiyun has long since disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, she was like a delicate flower that had been mercilessly ravaged by a storm, its petals scattered on the ground.
The branches and leaves were also broken and tattered.
That once straight back is now bent over, showing its frailty, which makes people feel sorry for it.
The chubby orange cat gently stroked her back, as if soothing a frightened fawn.
At the same time, he kept muttering to himself, gently comforting her:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's all over now, it's all over."
With me here, I will certainly not allow you and your child to suffer even the slightest harm again.
However, upon hearing these words, Fucha Peiyun inwardly sneered.
And she secretly rolled her eyes.
If we could truly trust every single word this old man says...
How could so many innocent lives be lost for no reason in this deep palace?
Those vibrant lives withered away before they even had a chance to blossom, which is truly heartbreaking!
However, despite having many doubts and dissatisfactions,
On the surface, Fucha Peiyun still pretended to be pitiful and completely convinced.
She nodded slightly.
She said softly, "Your Majesty, I wholeheartedly believe that Your Majesty will uphold justice for me."
Protect me and the child in my womb.
After saying that, she raised her big, watery eyes and gazed at the person in front of her with deep affection.
Throughout history, men have generally appreciated women who trust them completely.
At this moment, Fucha Peiyun perfectly embodied this attitude.
She nodded slightly, her gaze revealing a gentle and submissive demeanor.
That casual, unintentional expression was like a clear spring.
In an instant, all the bad impressions that the chubby orange had previously held about her were completely washed away.
"But this poor child in my womb has truly suffered terribly this time..."
The chubby orange cat never received love or care from its biological mother from a young age.
At this moment, seeing how much Fucha Peiyun cared for the unborn child in her womb...
A ripple of emotion stirred within him, deeply touching him.
He couldn't help but slowly reach out and gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, whispering words of comfort:
"Don't cry, don't cry. Please don't cry like this anymore. What if you hurt yourself?"
This could easily harm the baby in your womb.
Fucha Peiyun understood the importance of knowing when to stop, and she slowly stopped crying.
She slightly raised her pale face.
"Your Majesty, rumors are circulating everywhere that what happened at the last flower-viewing banquet was merely an accident."
They all blamed everything on Matsuko's cat.
It's only when pine nuts suddenly go berserk that they attack people.
But deep down, I have a nagging feeling that what happened that day was far from a simple coincidence.
Upon hearing this, the chubby orange cat's previously relaxed brows furrowed slightly, its heart filled with anger.
His offspring have become few in number over the years, yet someone still dares to plot against his children.
He controlled his anger and quickly spoke up to soothe her:
"Don't rush. Why don't you calm down and tell me slowly and carefully?"
Tell me the details of that day in full.
But before that, you should go and wash up first, don't rush.
As he spoke, he reached out and gently patted the back of Fucha Peiyun's hand to comfort her.