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

Han Xiangjian's throat was choked with sobs, her face was pale, and she was full of grievances. Crystal tears flowed down her beautiful cheeks.

Why, her father lied to her, Han Qi betrayed her, and the emperor also wanted to force her,

She turned her head away in humiliation and said slowly, word by word:

"Your Majesty, I am willing to stay in the palace."

The emperor could hardly suppress his joy. He stood up and clapped his hands, saying:

"Okay, Xiangjian, I don't want to let you down. I will prepare everything for you and let you enter the palace and become my woman in a grand ceremony."

Han Qi, lying on the ground, twisted his body and stared at Han Xiangjian with hatred.

Han Xiangjian bit her pale lips. The huge mental stimulation made her tremble all over. In a fit of anger, she fainted.

The emperor was deeply distressed and hurriedly had Han Xiangjian sent back to Jingren Palace and ordered the imperial physician to treat her well.

Han Xiang felt that the disease came like a mountain falling on her, and coupled with the unfamiliar climate and water, she was ill for a full three months.

Yongshou Palace

Yan Wan was flipping through the notebook Yong Zhang sent in, which read:

Jin Sanlang married a Hu Ji as his concubine. This exotic beauty had a strange fragrance and could attract butterflies when she danced gracefully, but the concubine already had a lover...

Yan Wan watched with great interest and couldn't help but start praising Yong Zhang, saying that he was simply a genius.

Chunchan brought a bowl of blood swallows and said angrily, "The master is pregnant. If you read this book every day, you might lead the young master astray."

Yan Wan snorted, "How can I be so delicate? The Queen is afraid that the bad things outside will disturb my pregnancy, so she can't let me know anything that bothers me. I'm almost becoming a fool."

Wang Chan took the self-ringing clock sent by Prince Lu and his wife, and placed the tiger and goose on the small table.

"Master, if you feel bored, just play with these little toys first."

Yan Wan played with these things and looked up and asked:

"According to the old rules, will my mother come to the palace to meet me again?"

Chunchan smiled and said, "Yes, Gingxing outside the palace said that the old lady made a lot of tiger-head shoes and tiger-head hats and wanted to send them in for the young master."

Yanwan smiled gently, the sunlight shone on her soft profile, and the fine hair on her face could be seen.

On this day, Wei Yang entered the palace as usual.

She looked at herself again and again in the bronze mirror to make sure that the dark blue auspicious dress with phoenix patterns on it was okay. She also looked at the enameled flowers on her hair, which did not look ostentatious.

Only then did she feel relieved.

Wei Yang thought that she must not do the same as last time, entering the palace without knowing anything and letting Yan Wan not be able to hold her head up.

When Wei Yang went out, she met Mrs. Jin, who had placed a small stove at the door, roasting sweet potatoes and chestnuts, drinking milk tea, and cracking melon seeds.

Mrs. Jin asked enthusiastically, "Sister Yang, are you going out to buy groceries?"

After spending some time together, Wei Yang felt that Madam Jin lacked a sense of boundaries and was always observing her. She said perfunctorily:

"Oh, yes, yes, let's go buy groceries!"

Outside the Shenwu Gate, Wei Yang gracefully lifted the curtain and helped Chunchan get off the carriage.

Chunchan saw that the old lady was dressed formally this time and spoke more respectfully.

The two of them walked towards Yongshou Palace.

Wei Yang suddenly stopped and asked, "Chun Chan, should we go and pay our respects to the Queen first?"

Chunchan paused and whispered, "The Queen loves our master and said that you can be exempted from paying respects so that you can meet the master earlier."

Wei Yang clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, the Queen is such a good person, Buddha must bless her."

This time she was very well behaved. She sat upright in the sedan chair and no longer looked around.

Although it was the second time that Wei Yang came to Yongshou Palace, it was the first time that she dared to look directly at Yanwan's palace.

She remembered the rules Ginkgo taught her and tried to salute.

"I pay my respects to you..."

Before she finished her words or bent her knees, Yan Wan supported Wei Yang.

"Mother, please sit down quickly. There is no need for such rules in your own palace."

Wei Yang looked up and saw that the hall was magnificent and golden, with colorful paintings of auspicious clouds and cranes on the walls, and it also emitted the scent of spices.

In the center hangs a pink glazed palace lantern in the shape of a rabbit, with a luminous pearl embedded inside, emitting a soft and mysterious light.

She felt relieved a little, leaned close to Yan Wan's ear and asked:

"That Concubine Jia, the great noble lady, does she still come to your palace often? Does she still bully you?"

Thinking of the comparison between her mother's reaction last time and this time, Yanwan decided not to tell her mother the truth.

She lowered her eyes and said, "It's still the same. My daughter has gotten used to it."

Wei Yang clenched her hands tightly, her face slightly gloomy, but she didn't want to scare Yan Wan, so she just thought secretly in her heart.

This time, Wei Yang was able to stay in the side hall for a few days at leisure. In addition to the small clothes she made, she also showed Jing Xuan the small gifts she brought one by one.

There are fashionable lion hydrangeas outside, sandbags, and small windmills that hum when the wind blows.

Jingxuan liked them very much and showed them off everywhere every day.

On this day, Wei Yang sent Jingxuan to Chengqian Palace, where Jingsi and Yongyan and Yongqi were all having snacks.

Wei Yang felt awkward and quickly said goodbye, preparing to come back to pick up Jingxuan after dark.

When passing by the Imperial Garden, I saw a little boy with braids and Mongolian robe playing Cuju by the lake.

Seeing Wei Yang's confusion, the little girl following her explained:

This is the son of Princess Gulun Hejing, who has always been cherished by the emperor. The emperor personally named him Oljetemur Erkebabai, which means a big iron baby with both good fortune and longevity.

Wei Yang's eyes lit up. No wonder she thought the child was so handsome. It turned out that he was the grandson of the good queen.

Wei Yang's eyes were filled with kindness and doting. She thought, it would be great if Yan Wan could also give birth to such a lovely son.

She knew that if one truly loved a child, one would give the child a name with care. The fact that the emperor gave the child such a long name showed that the child was indeed favored.

Wei Yang thought of Yanwan, her first daughter. As a new mother, she was filled with joy and chose this name from the few poems she had read.

At that time, the neighbors’ daughters were named Da Niu and Er Niu, but her child was named - Yan Wan.

She knew that was because those families did not value daughters and only hoped for sons, and she even looked down on them.

But slowly, I became that disgusting person...

Wei Yang was lost in thought when she heard a plop. When she looked up again, the big baby had disappeared.

The young palace maid screamed in surprise, "Oh no! The young master has fallen into the water! Come and save him!"

Without any hesitation, Wei Yang raised her foot and jumped into the lake.

The lake water was icy cold. Wei Yang struggled to grab the child who was struggling to sink to the bottom and swam hard towards the shore.

Autumn and winter clothes had absorbed a lot of moisture and were extremely heavy. By the time Wei Yang lifted Qingyou ashore, she was already exhausted.

Wei Yang's legs were cramping from the cold, and the cold lake water kept entering her mouth.

Fortunately, many palace maids had already rushed over and jumped into the water like dumplings, carrying Wei Yang to the shore.

More and more people came to the shore, all of them wiping the young master's body and wrapping him in cotton clothes.

When Wei Yanwan and Fucha Langya arrived, Wei Yang was wrapped in a quilt and still shivering from the cold.

With tears in her eyes and holding her belly, Yan Wan approached Wei Yangshi with difficulty.

"Mother, are you okay?"

Fu Cha Langya's eyes were filled with tears as she knelt down and bowed, "Old Madam, thank you for saving Qingyou. You are my benefactor."

Wei Yang saw the Queen coming, she was so cold that she was unconscious, but she still greeted her in a hoarse voice:

"Your Highness, may you be blessed with good health. Our Yan Wan said that you treat her very well. This is what I should do."

After saying this, Wei Yang finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

In the side hall of Yongshou Palace, there was a full charcoal fire burning in the room, and it was as warm as spring.

Under the curtain, Wei Yang slowly opened her eyes and saw Yan Wan, whose eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying. She reached out her hand, patted Yan Wan's leg, and comforted her.

"Silly child, why are you crying? Didn't your mother embarrass you today?"

Yan Wan cried even harder. She sobbed and thought of her previous life, when her mother passed away and she was in confinement after giving birth, and she also jumped into the lake.

Yanwan lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face.

"No, how could I be ashamed? I am your support."

Wei Yang smiled, she hugged Yan Wan and said:

"That's good. Mother finally stopped holding you back."

As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something and said excitedly:

"Yan Wan, we have made a contribution this time, the Queen will help you. Mother is going to expose Concubine Jia for bullying you, let's go to the Imperial Court and sue her! From now on, you don't have to put up with her anymore."

Yan Wan's eyes were filled with mist. It turned out that before her mother fainted, she bowed respectfully to the Queen, and this was what she was thinking about.

A lazy voice sounded from outside the curtain, "You don't have to hate me so much..."