Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Jia Ling's Double Rebirth, Creates a Great Success

Ruyi's health did not fully recover until after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although she was still using the promised ration, she was able to eat fresh meals every day after the ban was lifted.

Ruyi was lying on the bed, and said to Qiuwen with a smug look on her face:

"Qiu Wen, look, I told you that this bacon is not good for you to eat. This time I got sick, it was just to ward off disaster for you."

Qiu Wen didn't say anything and rolled her eyes secretly.

Ruyi pretended to cough a few more times and said weakly:

"When the emperor saw that I was ill, he couldn't help but feel affection for me. You have to be prepared for the next two days. The emperor may come to Yikun Palace at night."

Qiu Wen brought a plate of mooncakes sent by the imperial kitchen, and finally couldn't help but say:

"Master, you have me prepare for this every day. It has been more than ten days, but the Emperor has not come yet. Today is August 15th, and the Emperor must have gone to Changchun Palace to accompany the Empress."

Ruyi pouted lightly, her eyes showing her unique cuteness and lovely cunning.

"Qiu Wen, do you understand what it means to be patient and restrained? Even if the emperor is extremely anxious, he has to pretend that he doesn't care in front of others."

Qiu Wen complained in her heart, is it just like she hates Concubine Xian so much, but she still has to serve her?

The emperor is the Son of Heaven, what does he need to endure?

All the other concubines in the harem receive rewards every day.

Even the servants around the emperor, he didn't need to hide his kindness to them.

But she knew that Aunt Maoqian from the Qianqing Palace was assigned to a prince as his concubine, and was given more than a dozen boxes of dowry, with the marriage being arranged by the Imperial Household Department.

The legitimate wife of that prince passed away, and Aunt Maoqian is the real master of the mansion.

I heard that the prince also supported Aunt Maoqian in writing storybooks.

And his mistress, Concubine Xian, was living a life worse than the two concubines in Chuxiu Palace, yet she was still so optimistic all day long.

Ruyi picked up a piece of mooncake, took a small bite delicately, and replied with a smile:

"Qiu Wen, go to the Qianqing Palace tomorrow and tell the emperor that he gave mooncakes to everyone in the palace so that I could eat them. I have received his kindness."

Qiu Wen didn't plan to have any in-depth discussions with Concubine Xian. She would just deal with whatever instructions she gave.

So she bowed her head and answered perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I understand."

On the second day, the sky was clear and the air was fresh, and a few fallen leaves floated into the Yikun Palace, which was rare.

Ruyi was bored and was attracted by the fallen leaves.

She asked: "Sanbao, there is not a single tree in Yikun Palace, where did these fallen leaves come from?"

Sanbao, who was sweeping the yard, looked up at the sky and replied:

"My Lord, it might have floated over from the Chuxiu Palace next door. The Emperor also gave the Lijingxuan behind the Chuxiu Palace to Concubine Yu. It's covered with thick blankets and filled with toys for the Sixth Princess to play with. It's bright and spacious. I heard that many trees were planted in the courtyard for shade."

The more Ruyi listened, the angrier she became. She almost forgot that Jingsi was still being fostered by Concubine Yu.

Concubine Yu must have deliberately raised Jingsi to be arrogant and extravagant. This is overpraising!

If Jingsi is allowed to grow up like this, she will probably not be liked by her husband's family and will live a poor and difficult life.

She may even be feared by her husband, just like Concubine Hui.

Now that she has been released from house arrest, it is time to let Jingsi come back.

She thought of E Yinzhu's personality again. She was afraid that she would not let it go if she acted like a spoiled brat.

The most urgent thing is to make Jingsi want to come back. She wants Jingsi to recall the warm time they spent as mother and daughter.

Thinking of this, Ruyi found a bundle and kept rummaging through it. Finally, after throwing clothes all over the floor, she found it—

A small grey-brown jacket made of coarse linen, which was made for Jingsi by altering Yongji's old clothes before going to Mulan Paddock last year.

When Jingsi wears this kind of clothes, he will look very heroic and like a handsome young man.

If her daughter, Ruyi, were to choose for herself, she would definitely not be a greenhouse flower pampered by Concubine Yu, but would choose to be a strong sapling.

She wanted to let everyone in the harem know that her parenting philosophy was so sensible, and that she would raise a daughter who would be better than Princess Duanshu and Princess Hejing.

Thinking of this, Ruyi felt full of strength.

She put the small clothes in the tray and asked Qiuwen to follow her to Chuxiu Palace.

Qiuwen thought that this trip was obviously to get beaten.

It's been more than a year. Even if I haven't seen her, I know that the little princess must have grown taller.

The master wants to give the princess old clothes. Isn't this mistreating her?

She thought again, it was a good opportunity to go and see Sister Lingzhi. As the saying goes, a fellow Taoist would rather die than let myself die, and a master would be beaten rather than a servant. Sister Lingzhi would protect her.

Yiku Palace and Chuxiu Palace are on the same palace road, only separated by a palace gate, but the scenes and atmosphere are quite different.

The Yikun Palace was desolate and gloomy, while the Chuxiu Palace was full of energy.

There are small wooden horses, swings, clusters of roses, and little rabbits brought from Yongshou Palace in the yard. They are white, plump and very cute.

Ruyi's face turned pale. As soon as she entered the gate of Chuxiu Palace, she could hear laughter coming from Lijingxuan in the backyard.

Yunzhi was wiping the Sixth Princess's little toys at the door. Concubine Yu had instructed that they must be cleaned and disinfected every day.

Seeing Concubine Xian again, Yunzhi was a little dazed. The harem had been peaceful and happy for too long that she had forgotten about the existence of such a person.

She stood up and greeted Concubine Xian to come in, her tone so unfamiliar that Ruyi pouted.

"Yunzhi, I'm here in person, where are Yupin and Jingsi? Where are they?"

Yunzhi offered a cup of tea and said respectfully:

"Our master and the two promised to take the Sixth Princess to play eagle catches chicken in Lijingxuan. Please wait for a moment, Concubine Xian. Someone has been sent to invite them."

Ruyi looked at the furnishings of the main hall of Chuxiu Palace. On the walls on both sides were hung paintings by famous artists of all dynasties, some of which were covered with the emperor's seal.

On the antique display shelf made of golden nanmu wood, in addition to various antique gold items, there is also a row of small items such as rattles, music boxes, tumblers, and pocket-sized self-ringing clocks.

Ruyi thought to herself that E Yinzhu was indeed using Jing Si to win favor, otherwise where would she, a mere concubine, get these things.

At this time, a burst of laughter came from outside the palace. It was E Yinzhu. She said:

"Ying agreed. You carry Jingsi to the East Warm Pavilion to change into soft and light clothes. She just sweated a lot, so be careful not to catch a cold."

After she finished speaking, a figure in a pink gauze dress embroidered with the words "joyful smile" passed through the screen. The woman was elegant, fit and lively. It was E'yinzhu.

E Yinzhu was raising Jing Si, and didn't want to confront Concubine Xian right from the start, so her tone was relatively mild.

"Lady Xian, I heard that you have been released from house arrest. Are you feeling better now?"

Ruyi stood up coldly to greet him and said:

"I heard that Concubine Yu wanted to change Jingsi's clothes, so why not just change her into the clothes I brought with me."

Eyinzhu's gaze fell on the tray in Qiuwen's hand.