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

When the emperor saw the play on stage was over, he said to Ruyi, who looked proud:

"Lady Xian said that Concubine Jia doesn't understand "On the Wall on Horseback". I guess you are particularly proficient in it. How about you go up and sing a song for me and Concubine Jia?"

Jin Yuyan was full of admiration for the emperor's dirty tricks, and the emperor in this life finally stood up completely.

Ruyi stood there in a daze, a strong feeling of humiliation running through her whole body.

Ruyi asked tremblingly, "Your Majesty wants me to sing in an opera? To do something so shameful?"

The emperor had a cold face, and there was no warmth in his words:

"I and Concubine Ling sometimes sing together. How can singing opera be out of place on stage? Don't you like to ride on the wall? Go sing by yourself."

In Ruyi's simple mind, she only heard the two words "Ling Fei". Ling Fei, Wei Yanwan?

"Your Majesty, are you comparing me to Concubine Ling?"

Jin Yuyan rolled her eyes and said quickly:

"The Emperor didn't compare you to Yan Wan. What the Emperor meant was that you are not as good as Yan Wan! Of course, this is what I mean too!"

The Emperor patted Yuyan's little hand, and Concubine Jia spoke, becoming more and more lovable.

The emperor said to Yu Hu behind him, "Come here, take Concubine Xian to the back and change her into a costume. Isn't she the one who loves the wall horse the most? Let's all listen to her sing a song."

Yu Hu walked forward quickly and held out his hand: "Master Xian, please come in!"

After a while, Yu Hu clapped his hands, and a woman in a light blue costume staggered out.

Ruyi was short, but her robe was wide, with the hem of her long skirt dragging on the ground, and the sleeves of her body even hung down to her heels.

Ruyi had a bun on her head, which looked out of place with her long costume.

At this moment, her face was filled with embarrassment.

Jin Yuyan peeled a longan with her bare hands and passed one to the emperor. The emperor chewed it for a while and shouted to Ruyi:

"What are you standing there for? Go ahead and sing. Sing your favorite song, Wall-Head-Horse!"

Ruyi only felt embarrassed and upset. She asked disappointedly:

"Your Majesty, do you really have to do this? You will only be happy if you see me lose face?"

At this time, Yu Hu led the other actors off the stage silently. On the high platform of Changyin Pavilion, only Ruyi with a hideous face was left.

The emperor said coldly: "No one has ever deliberately humiliated you. You are asking for trouble. You have wasted your good life by repeatedly bringing up these unlucky things."

A mist was gathering in front of Ruyi's eyes, and the love and understanding they had in their youth seemed like a joke.

The emperor came out, and she was the only one left alone in the deep forest of memories, not wanting to come out.

Ruyi raised her head and complained, "Your Majesty, ever since I married you, I have considered you my husband. You are the only one I can rely on wholeheartedly, but you have never considered me your wife. Today you asked me to wear a costume to humiliate me, but it was just your bad taste."

The emperor stared at Ruyi with amusement as if he was looking at a caged prey, gazing at her panic-stricken appearance and her embarrassment in trying hard to make up for it.

He retorted without hesitation: "Of course I will not regard you as my wife. My first wife is only Langya. You, you obviously can't sing, why are you pretending here? I order you to learn it quickly! I will have someone stay here to watch over you. Until you can sing, you must live here and don't leave!"

After saying that, the emperor pulled Jin Yuyan up and instructed the young female singer to teach Concubine Xian carefully.

Before leaving, Jin Yuyan smiled and said to Qiu Wen at the door:

"The actors love to train Lady Xian, so they will not let her voice be seriously injured or become mute. Let her learn here for a few more days, and you don't have to stay here with your master."

As she spoke, Zhenshu took out a handful of gold leaves from her bosom, handed them to Qiuwen, and told her to go back and have some tea.

Qiuwen's eyes lit up, and she felt that the Concubine Jia in front of her was a fairy from heaven, a very kind person, and the Bodhisattva Guanyin who saved people from suffering.

She knelt down and kowtowed twice, then went back happily.

So when Sanbao saw Qiuwen coming back alone with the money, he asked in surprise: "Did you sell the goods?"

In Changyin Pavilion, Ruyi was surrounded by young actresses.

They were all five or six-year-old boys, and this was the first time they were teaching an old lady with limited mobility and a hunched back to sing opera.

The young actresses spent a long time correcting the most basic problem of body posture.

Each of Ruyi's fingers were disobedient and always lifted up unconsciously. When it was time to raise the orchid finger, she couldn't do it.

The young female actors didn't tolerate her and used the rules of their opera troupe to beat her with a stick if she made a mistake.

Ruyi's muffled groans were heard continuously.

Not only that, Ruyi's body was stiff. When she was doing the beating, she would always sway unconsciously or stick out her buttocks. She didn't look like a lady at all.

Because of this, she received more than a dozen blows on her buttocks.

Ruyi couldn't bear the beating any longer. She said with red eyes, "I am a noble lady appointed by the emperor himself. You are really overstepping your authority!"

The young female actors in the opera troupe have skills and have had some temper since childhood, but they are not afraid at all.

"We are here to teach you opera by the order of the Emperor. Who hasn't been beaten before? Please study hard and learn quickly. We are all doing it easily, but you are so embarrassed now, it's obvious that you are not paying attention! If you are not convinced, go to the Emperor and sue us."

Ruyi turned her head away stubbornly.

It was obvious that when she came before the emperor, she was already a finished work of art, with her own style.

But the emperor wanted her to do things he didn't like and portray her according to the emperor's ideas.

She was not like Concubine Ling and Concubine Jia, who had low character and followed the emperor's knowledge and thoughts in everything, so she was naturally excluded.

Thinking of this, Ruyi straightened her neck and said:

"It's not that I don't care, it's just that I have my own principles. It's really despicable for you to threaten me like this!"

The most aggressive young woman in the crowd picked up the cane and hit him hard, "Swish!"

"Since you say we are intimidating you, then we admit it. After all, a strict teacher produces a good student. We are all doing this for your own good!"

Xiao Dan said sternly: "My dear, please sing along with me!"

"If I could still find a handsome son-in-law, why would I bother to teach him to draw eyebrows like distant mountains?"

The Xiaodan's voice is lingering, and when it reaches the climax, it is like dew dripping from delicate flowers and fragrant willows brushing against your face.

Ruyi frowned and read out each word in a hoarse voice. It was like sawing wood, and it made people feel numb.

Xiaodan frowned, wondering how could someone have such an unpleasant voice and never opened his throat.

Xiao Dan sang again:

"I would rather let the silver urn shine high, and the brocade curtain hang low; the mandarin ducks sleep together under the lotus flowers, and the phoenixes live together under the branches of the phoenix tree."

Ruyi couldn't remember so many words, so she began to delete unnecessary words from the lyrics.

Plus her lisp, the version she sang was:

"Ning (second tone) can teach the silver stem to shine, the well tent is low and spitting, the crotch flowers are dense, and the sycamore trees are hidden."

After this sentence, all the actors present were dumbfounded. What the hell is this? Concubine Xian can't even speak clearly.

As expected, Ruyi was beaten again, leaving red marks on her legs.

Ruyi stayed in Changyin Pavilion for nearly half a month, singing non-stop for eight or nine hours every day.

Until the end, Ruyi's throat was so painful that she couldn't even speak. She fainted on the stage and was sent back to Yikun Palace.

From then on, whenever Ruyi heard the four words "on the wall", she would feel pain in her body and throat and feel extremely uncomfortable.

When the news reached all the palaces, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The palace could now enjoy a peaceful life for a while...

On the other side, Rong Pei finally met Wang Fuzhi.