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

After receiving Han Xiangjian's affirmative reply, the emperor went to the Qianqing Palace to handle state affairs with satisfaction, just waiting to see Han Xiangjian in the evening.

The crowd dispersed as fast as a 100-meter sprint. Xiyue, Yuyan, Yanwan, Yihuan and Muping made an appointment to go to Changchun Palace to eat hot pot together.

Xiyue whispered to Yuyan, "Yonghuang has been at home claiming to be sick these days, and Fu Jin is pregnant again. I think it's good for her to stay at home, without having to endure the emperor's anger."

Jin Yuyan nodded. In this life, Yonghuang had the confidence to walk leisurely in the garden because he had Xiyue's wholehearted love, and he no longer had to worry about gains and losses.

She looked up and saw the old and young, women and children from the Han tribe, scattered in all directions, supporting each other, heading towards the setting sun, towards a patch of orange.

Perhaps there will be rumors inside and outside the palace that the emperor favors Concubine Rong very much and for her sake, he has well settled the people of the Han tribe.

I just don’t know how many people in the Han tribe have endured the pain of separation from their families, thousands of miles away, just to please Concubine Rong.

Or, how many weak people died on the way to the capital.

Han Xiangjian was sitting in the magnificent Baoyue Tower. The floor was covered with a thick blanket with intricate patterns. She looked more like a captive canary.

So, she called out to Ruyi who was leaving alone.

"Lady Xian, please sit with me."

Ruyi was angry and sat down on the chair covered with fox fur again. She felt depressed that even the chairs in Baoyue Tower were so comfortable.

Han Xiangjian sighed, her eyes moistened with tears, "Lady Xian, they must be talking about me behind my back. They don't know that the emperor has given me so much, but none of it is what I want."

Ruyi's peaceful expression could no longer be maintained. The corners of her mouth twitched as she thought:

Han Xiangjian was favored by the emperor and lived in the most luxurious Baoyue Tower in the palace, but she said that this was not what she wanted. It was really infuriating.

But Ruyi was unwilling to destroy her image in Han Xiangjian's heart. She forced a smile and said:

"Xiangjian, I am the same. What we want may never be obtained. The emperor is like this, only hearing the laughter of the new, not the tears of the old. He is no longer my young man."

The three words "young man" touched Han Xiangjian's heart again. She thought of her once beloved Han Qi, and made herself a laughing stock in the Han tribe.

And the Emperor, although he is a young man like Concubine Xian, is obsessed with her. Is the love between men and women in the world so shallow?

Han Xiangjian stroked the cloud pattern on the table, looking at the magnificent Qifu Temple opposite, with a smile even more faint than Ruyi's.

"It's really discouraging to say these things in the middle of winter."

Ruyi swallowed. She had thought that as a fellow person who valued friendship and loyalty, Han Xiangjian would understand her feelings. However, she did not expect that Han Xiangjian actually despised her.

So the two of them, each with their own thoughts, fell into silence again.

Dongmei was standing behind the two men, feeling drowsy, but she also felt an indescribable happiness, because in the cold winter, Baoyue Tower was much warmer than the side hall of Yiku Palace.

Somehow, when Dongmei saw her master and Rong Guiren together, even though there was a huge age gap between them, she felt like she was seeing a pair of sisters.

Dongmei thought, it might be because both of them had a blank expression on their faces all year round.

After Han Xiangjian entered the emperor's bedchamber, she became the talk of the town for a while. This was not only because the emperor really doted on her, but also because, apart from Wang Fuzhi, no one else in the harem wanted to compete for his favor.

This made Han Xiangjian feel desolate. She thought, shouldn't everyone in the harem be hostile to her?

Han Xiang was confused, so she could only go and talk to Concubine Xian.

Ruyi sneered and said, "How can the harem pay attention to you right now? They are all concerned about Wei Yanwan's baby. If Concubine Ling's baby is a princess, it's fine. If it's a prince, he will be a prince when he is born."

A hint of disgust appeared on Han Xiang's face. A child? Concubine Ling was actually willing to give birth to a child for the old emperor?

She said calmly, "I really despise Concubine Ling. She actually used giving birth to a child to consolidate her favor. I absolutely do not want to give birth to a child for someone I do not love."

Ruyi's eyes lit up. Even though Han Xiangjian was extremely restless, as long as she didn't want to have children, she was still more noble than Wei Yanwan.

After this incident, Han Xiang became even more dissatisfied with Concubine Ling.

So that day, after serving the emperor with a cold face, she still stretched her toes and lay on the bed with an expressionless face, and spoke calmly like a chrysanthemum:

"How long has it been since the Emperor last visited Concubine Xian?"

The well-fed emperor was staring at the pattern of saxaul flowers on the bed in a daze. Suddenly he heard the words "Lady Xian" and frowned.

"I forgot, it's probably been about three, four, five, six, seven, or eight years. Lady Xian is annoying, not as pretty as you."

Han Xiangjian turned her head away with disdain. She knew that in this palace, the one who was best at currying favor with the Emperor was Concubine Ling. An honest person like Concubine Xian would naturally not be liked.

"Your Majesty only likes those who flirt with you like Concubine Ling, right? I heard from Concubine Xian that Concubine Ling can sing Kunqu Opera, so you should go and look for her more often."

The emperor liked Han Xiangjian's jealous look, which made him feel that Han Xiangjian cared about him very much.

He propped his head up with his arm and said with a smile, "Xiangjian, don't you like Concubine Ling? In fact, she is very easy to get along with, smart and sensible."

Han Xiangjian had not forgotten that it was Concubine Ling who had come up with the idea to destroy her love, so she looked unhappy and glared at the emperor.

"I don't like people who are so eager to gain favor. If His Majesty likes Concubine Ling, why don't you go to Yongshou Palace?"

The emperor smiled and hugged Han Xiangjian, laughing, "I was just kidding. I don't ask for anything else since I have you. Since you don't like Concubine Ling, I won't go."

The emperor thought, since Yan Wan was about to give birth, it would be better to let her have some peace and quiet.

So, the people in the harem discovered that the emperor, who was supposed to go to Yongshou Palace every two days, had not been there for more than half a month.

Even among the other concubines in the harem, only Wang Fuzhi could get even a little bit of favor.

Fu Cha Langya learned that Han Xiangjian couldn't stand Yan Wan and was feeling angry.

The emperor wanted to neglect Yan Wan, but she wanted to compensate her.

Concubine Hui and Concubine Chun also had the same idea. They knew that Yanwan had made a lot of efforts in the affairs of Yonghuang and Yongzhang.

Therefore, the rewards from Changchun Palace, Xianfu Palace and Zhongcui Palace were delivered to Yongshou Palace in turn every day.

Chunchan sighed, the young lady’s private vault is almost full!

This was even more true for Jin Yuyan of Qixiang Palace. When the emperor was not coming, she would live in Yongshou Palace every day. She would come to accompany him every day, dance for Yanwan, or play the northern zither. She was very happy.

On the other hand, Ruyi in Yikun Palace was almost going crazy with jealousy.

She had just told Yongji that she only wanted him to be a noble prince, and the emperor issued an order to grant the title to Wei Yanwan's unborn child.

Isn't this a slap in her face?

She cursed secretly, hoping that Wei Yanwan would give birth to a daughter this time and would never give birth to a prince.

Ruyi looked at the dishes on the table, which were much more sumptuous than before. It was because of Han Xiangjian that she was able to receive such treatment as a noble.

She was so angry in her heart that she wanted to smash the dishes and chopsticks, but on the surface, she had to pretend to be calm.

Wang Fuzhi also deliberately told Ruyi that the emperor wanted to be painted with Han Xiangjian in Ruyi Pavilion, so that their loving appearance would be passed down for a hundred years.

Ruyi clenched her hands tightly, she thought that even when she was in great favor, she had never received such an honor.

The Emperor said that only the Emperor and the Empress could be painted together, so what was the point of being with Han Xiangjian now?

Seeing Ruyi gritting her teeth, Wang Fuzhi smiled gently. She returned to the main hall and saw a familiar figure.