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

Wang Fuzhi was about to cry, her eyes were filled with tears.

"Look, Lady Xian is dissatisfied with my chicken soup because it's too hot. Haven't you heard that chicken soup should be drunk hot so that life will be prosperous?"

Ruyi was almost nauseated by Concubine Dun's fake behavior. Air kept coming out of her nostrils.

"Since Concubine Dun said so, I have no way to defend myself."

Wang Fuzhi didn't want to continue acting with Ruyi, so she told Hubo:

"Did you hear that? Lady Xian said that we should put white mushroom slices in the chicken soup next time."

Wang Fuzhi calculated secretly, mushroom is mushroom, and white mushroom slices are white wild mushrooms.

This is what Concubine Xian wanted to eat herself, so it must be arranged in the future.

Wang Fuzhi signaled with her eyes, "Amber, bring it to Concubine Xian's mouth and drink it."

The casserole was brought close to Ruyi's face. Ruyi couldn't open her eyes because of the hot steam. She couldn't imagine how she would be burned if the soup entered her mouth and touched the wound in her mouth.

But Qiuwen held her down, and Amber pried open her mouth and was about to pour in.

The boiling hot chicken soup was still bubbling in Ruyi's mouth. It slid down her throat and directly into her stomach, burning her entire esophagus and causing a dull pain.

Ruyi struggled and spit out the chicken soup. Unfortunately, in addition to being hot, she also choked. Then she started coughing violently, as if she was going to cough out her lungs.

Ruyi's entire mouth swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she kept drooling due to the pain.

Wang Fuzhi's eyes were sinister. She sneered and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ruyi endured the severe pain and accused Wang Fuzhi: "You are abusing private punishment, you will be punished."

Wang Fuzhi stared at Ruyi's face without fear. Compared with the suffering her sister had endured, this was nothing.

She said word by word: "I said, this is chicken soup I sent you to replenish your nutrition and warm you up. Don't be ungrateful."

Wang Fuzhi looked at the embarrassed Concubine Xian and felt happy. She left as lightly as a breeze.

Ruyi had big bubbles in her mouth, and she couldn't speak clearly. She shouted,

"Shanbao, Shanbao, go to the Imperial Hospital and get some burn medicine, Kuai Ke."

Poor Sanbao was full of resentment. His master had made him run back and forth several times, and this time he had to go to the Imperial Hospital again.

Why? Why can Zhizhi and Qiuwen escape, but only he has to suffer with Concubine Xian?

This was unfair to a grown man, and Sanbao decided that he must compensate himself in the future.

On the second day, Qin Li from the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent someone to send another little palace maid to Ruyi.

This palace maid looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, with a round head and a round face. She looked silly and stupid, which was very cute.

Ruyi asked her name, and it turned out that her name was Dongmei, and she was chosen by Shengjing to serve in Beijing.

She frowned. How could a palace maid be called Mei, her favorite girl?

She covered her mouth and said calmly: "I'll change your name."

Dongmei blinked and tilted her head and said, "Okay, God will give me a new name."

Ruyi thought Dongmei's accent was really vulgar. She puffed her lips:

"I am being bullied now, and I feel depressed. I have little sleep since the war, and I have been wet all night. How can I get through it? Just call me Chezhi."

Dongmei waved her hands repeatedly to refuse, "No, my Lord, I don't want to be called that. How can I be called toilet paper? I'd rather be called Dongmei."

Ruyi scolded Dongmei for not knowing how to appreciate and not being able to bear such a good name, so she could only let her go.

Qixiang Palace.

The children all went to Chengqian Palace to play with Lu Muping, and Jin Yuyan finally had a chance to relax for a while.

At this moment, Yuyan was painting Chen Wanyin's fingernails rouge red, which was Miaoqing's gift to all the ladies.

With these colorful nail polishes, one layer transparent and one layer colored, your nails will be delicate and shiny even without wearing nail polish.

The two were admiring each other's delicate hands when they saw their three little sons marching in.

Yongyan, who is at the front, has a pouty mouth and red eyes.

Wanyin was so distressed that she held him in her arms and wiped his tears.

"Oh, why is little Yongyan crying? Tell Empress Wan who bullied you."

Yongyan sobbed and didn't say anything, so Jin Yuyan could only ask Xiaoba and Xiaojiu.

The articulate Xiaojiu spoke first, "Mother, Empress Wan, Xiaoyi was beaten."

Jin Yuyan was furious and stood up, "Whoever dares to hit Yongyan, tell me and I will go and settle the score with him. Even if it's your father, I will ask him!"

Xiao Ba thought for a moment and tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes, "Mother, it was Mingyi, the princess from Uncle Fuheng's family, who punched Yongyan."

Jin Yuyan's anger instantly subsided, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, who do you think she is? Master Fuheng's daughter Mingyi is one year younger than Yongyan. How painful can a beating be? Be a real man, stop crying."

Yongyan whimpered in grievance, and he lay in Chen Wanyin's arms.

"Empress Wan, Sister Mingyi hit my shoulder, it hurts!"

Finally, Chen Wanyin couldn't help asking, "Yongyan, why did Princess Mingyi hit you?"

Xiao Jiu answered first: "Because Yong Yan shared the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Empress Qing, and Princess Ming Yi didn't get any!"

Jin Yuyan looked at Yongyan curiously, "Princess Mingyi was a guest invited into the palace by the Empress, so how come she didn't get any osmanthus cake? Yongyan, how did you get it?"

Xiao Ba and Xiao Jiu turned their heads away. Actually, they felt that Xiao Shiyi deserved to be beaten.

Yongyan was stubborn and refused to speak. He just lay in Chen Wanyin's arms and sobbed.

Jin Yuyan got anxious and turned to the other side, getting close to Yongyan.

"Tell my mother quickly, there must be something hidden here."

Yongyan smacked his lips and hummed:

"My sons were divided up in the normal way. I got one for the eighth brother, one for the ninth brother, one for the tenth brother, one for the twelfth brother, one for Jingsi, one for Jingxuan, and finally when it came to Princess Mingyi, there were no more!"

As Yongyan spoke, he felt even more aggrieved and burst into tears.

"Wow, Mingyi said I was a loser and that I had been a miser since I was a child. She also said she would beat me every time she saw me, wow."

Chen Wanyin, who was hugging Yongyan, was speechless and silently let go of Yongyan.

Jin Yuyan became even angrier. She rolled up her sleeves and slapped Yongyan on the butt. Then she picked up the feather duster on the table and started beating him.

"Is that how you divide the sweet-scented osmanthus cake? I think Mingyi is right, but you are a loser. How will you find a wife when you grow up?"

Yongyan cried even harder.

Xiao Ba and Xiao Jiu continue to turn their heads away. Hit your fellow Taoists instead of me. Xiao Eleven can take the beatings, so it’s okay.

Yongyan was pressed on a soft stool, enjoying a complete childhood.

Finally, Yongyan sobbed and said, "Son, I won't dare to do that anymore. I will never share food like that again!"

Jin Yuyan stopped. Her son had made a mess and she, as a mother, had to restore her dignity.

So she asked Zhenshu to prepare some gifts and personally took Yongyan to find Mingyi to apologize.

Mingyi didn't even look at Yongyan, but instead apologized to Concubine Jia openly, saying that she shouldn't have hit the Eleventh Prince.

Jin Yuyan smiled and took Mingyi's hand, praising her:

"Well done, that's how you should fight!"