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

The riverbed that has been stirred by time and finally settled together and melted into a pile of stones must be stones of the same texture.

Just like Rong Pei and Wang Fuzhi.

It was almost February when Rong Pei followed Aunt Fujia to Sizhiku.

The purpose of coming to Sizhiku this time was, firstly, to teach the new palace maids who had not yet been assigned the rules of serving their masters, and secondly, to prepare for the Empress Dowager's Thousand Years' Day.

The emperor was extremely filial. In addition to having the greenhouse cultivate the weeping crabapples that the empress dowager liked, he also specially prepared a program - a hundred flowers celebrating the empress's birthday.

It means to find a hundred palace maids whose names contain the character "flower", and have them dance with flowers in their hands at the Qianqiu Banquet, and finally form the character "longevity".

Because there are too many people needed, in addition to the dancers in the dance studio, they also have to look for suitable ones among the new palace maids.

Rong Pei just happened to suggest that she and Fujia go to the Sizhiku to make the selection, and by the way, they also went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask for a small box for registration. In fact, this was to find the palace maid who was going to deliver the things to Xiao Lingzi.

In the Sizhiku, several maids in charge were teaching the palace maids skills. Some were learning how to make tea, some were learning how to embroider, and some were learning how to make snacks.

Seeing Fu Jia coming, the maids quickly gathered the palace maids together and stood in five or six rows.

A rough estimate is that there are about a hundred of them.

Xiao Xiazi leaned against Rong Pei's back, glanced around, pointed at a tall and thin woman and said:

"Madame Rong, it's that girl. I remember her. She was very beautiful!"

Rong Pei took a quick look and saw that the woman had a slender figure and was dressed simply like the other palace maids.

But her pupils are as clear as water, her brows are as graceful as willow leaves, and her jade-like neck is slightly raised, exuding a vibrant vitality, like the colorful dancing peach blossoms in spring.

Rong Pei always felt that this girl was somewhat familiar, and she looked friendly at first glance.

She became even more certain that it must be that coward Xiao Lingzi who was attracted by the girl's beauty and was deceiving her.

She nodded slightly and stuffed a silver ingot into the small box.

Fu Jia asked loudly: "Girls, those whose names contain various flowers, please step forward."

Everyone looked at each other, and soon, more than a dozen people stood up.

Among them, there was the one that the small box had just pointed out.

Rong Pei looked at the name written down in the small box. Her name was - Wang Fuzhi.

Fujia led the palace maids to Shufangzhai, which was temporarily used as a dance studio. Rong Pei followed behind and called out to Wang Fuzhi.

Wang Fuzhi was slightly surprised and had no idea what the nanny's purpose was. Was her identity exposed?

It is clear that since entering the palace, she has been hiding her true colors, not showing off, and just doing her work step by step.

Rong Pei showed a rare gentle look, walked side by side with the girl, and asked in a low voice:

"I heard that you once chatted with a young eunuch for a long time in the Imperial Garden. He is not a good person. Don't be fooled."

Wang Fuzhi breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be because of this matter.

She smiled and said, "Mammy, I just saw that he was in so much pain, so I went over to ask him. Thank you for your concern."

Rong Pei sighed and said quickly, "Silly girl, he is not pitiful at all. His current fate is what he deserves. Don't get close to him. Whoever gets close to him will be in trouble."

Wang Fuzhi saw that this nanny hated Ling Yunche so much that she couldn't help but become curious. She asked:

"Is Mammy familiar with him?"

Rong Pei looked embarrassed and lowered her head to look around, as if she was about to say something embarrassing.

"He... is my nominal husband."

Wang Fuzhi suddenly realized that this person was the Rong Pei that she heard from Ruyi and Concubine Ling that day.

Ling Yunche's wife is also a pitiful person.

The defensiveness in her eyes unconsciously weakened, and she just whispered comfortingly:

"Mammy, if you really don't like him, just ignore him and live your life well. I will remember what you said to me, don't worry."

Seeing that the girl was sensible, Rong Pei nodded and let her return to the team.

Wang Fuzhi and others were in Shufangzhai, and they soon started practicing with the dancers. Rong Pei had a good impression of Wang Fuzhi, so she took extra care of her.

This day was another important day for Rong Pei. She burned incense and washed her hands, then took the blood sutra she had copied and went to Baohua Hall to burn a stick of incense as usual.

The Buddha statue is solemn, with incense rising from the air. Rong Pei kowtows devoutly in front of the incense table.

"Miss A Ruo, my illness is probably getting worse. Sometimes, I lie on the ground in so much pain that I can't stand up. I hope that I can make Ruyi suffer so much pain that she wants to die, avenge you, and then let me find your family and take good care of them. Only in this way can I live up to your kindness."

It was at this time that Wang Fuzhi came to Baohua Hall. After entering the palace, she could no longer burn paper for her sister. She could only secretly come to Baohua Hall to recite scriptures like other palace people.

When she heard the word "A Ruo" from Madam Rong's mouth, she felt like she was struck by lightning.

How could Aunt Rong know my sister, and how could she avenge her sister?

Wang Fuzhi couldn't stop shaking. For so many years, no one around her had ever mentioned her sister.

She thought that, apart from her, no one else would remember that a living being had died in the Forbidden City.

It turns out that someone still remembers it.

Rong Pei seemed to sense something and was a little surprised to see Wang Fuzhi coming.

"What are you here for?"

Wang Fuzhi's eyes were filled with tears, and she smiled with relief and said:

"Come and burn some incense for the deceased to pay tribute to his soul."

Rong Pei opened her eyes wide, thinking of her sister A Ruo, whom she had been searching for but had no news of.

She couldn't believe that the person she was looking for was right in front of her, so she asked with a trembling voice:

"Who is the dead soul?"

Wang Fuzhi slowly turned her head and uttered two words softly: "A Ruo."

Rong Pei took a deep breath, she knelt down and moved in front of Wang Fuzhi, held Wang Fuzhi's shoulders and looked her up and down, tears in her eyes.

"You are A Xiao? You are A Xiao! How did you get into the palace?"

Rong Pei kept shaking her head and murmured:

"I have been looking for you for almost ten years. Almost ten years. What did you come to the palace for? Is it for revenge?"

Wang Fuzhi said nothing, only tears rolled down her cheeks.

Rong Pei didn't dare to speak loudly, she said in a hoarse voice:

"I will take revenge, I will, but I will be slow. At worst, I will kill Ruyi with a single blow before I die."

Xiao shook her head and whispered:

"What's the point of killing her? She is worthless and her death is not worth it. My sister died so tragically and my father died unjustly. Who will pay for these?"

Rong Pei's eyes widened, and she asked tremblingly: "Then what do you want to do?"

Wang Fuzhi looked up at the magnificent Baohua Palace and whispered:

"Destroy it."

Although Wang Fuzhi did not say it explicitly, those three short words seemed to cause an electric current that ran through Rong Pei's entire body.

She wiped away her tears and asked Wang Fuzhi:

"Do you know that before your sister left, she hoped that you would not fall into hatred and live a peaceful and happy life."

Wang Fuzhi smiled sadly, her eyes full of sadness:

"For me, my family members have all passed away, so how can I be happy? From the moment my sister died and my father was arrested, I was like a floating duckweed, trembling with fear and treading on thin ice. The only thing that kept me alive was revenge."

Wang Fuzhi kowtowed, then raised her head, already extremely determined:

"Even if everyone forgets my sister and Ama, I can't forget."

Rong Pei looked at the face that was very similar to Miss A Ruo, and kowtowed as well. Her voice was very small, but extremely firm.

"Follow me to the death."