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

The person who came was Rong Pei.

This time she came, she brought a large bag of wild mushroom powder, which she had dried, polished and bottled day and night.

Since she vomited blood last time, Rong Pei had been in a coma at home for a day and a night. She thought she was going to die.

But when she turned around, Rong Pei saw the jade ruyi on the table, and hatred gave her hope. She thought, if she died, Fuzhi would have no mushroom powder in the palace.

So these days, she picked Xiao Lingzi's wild mushrooms as well, made dozens of bottles of powder and sent them over together.

Xiao Lingzi was also surprised to find that Rong Pei hit him less, so he became complacent and regained some vitality.

He saw Rong Pei making a bunch of wild mushroom powder, so he asked Rong Pei where she was going to send it.

Rong Pei answered with three words for the first time, "Yikun Palace."

Xiao Lingzi became even more certain that it was Concubine Xian who wanted to murder him, and he thought that he must find an opportunity to take revenge.

He had been deserted by his friends and relatives all his life because of Concubine Xian, and he also wanted to make Concubine Xian taste the feeling of a life worse than death.

Wang Fuzhi asked Rong Pei to sit down, and took out a purse of silver and a new prescription from the imperial physician.

"Aunt Rong Pei, this prescription has a few more herbs added to it. It's said to be more effective for your condition. You can try it."

Rong Pei took it, moved closer and said:

"My lady, Xiao Lingzi has already started to have hallucinations, drooling, and his mind is distracted. I think it's not long before we close the net."

Wang Fuzhi looked at Rong Pei. She had never met this woman before, but she had the same mission as her. She felt pity for her unconsciously.

"But, Aunt Rong Pei, I want you to get out of here safely, so I have to be more cautious. What's more, it's not time for the Emperor and the Ulanara family to close the net yet."

On the other side, when Han Xiangjian came out of the Yangxin Palace, she saw Wang Fuzhi going in to deliver chicken soup.

She didn't like Wang Fuzhi, not only because of her fawning face, but also because of a few words from Ruyi.

Ruyi said that she loved wearing green clothes back then and that she and the emperor were childhood sweethearts.

Wang Fuzhi gained favor because she wore green, which made her look like her when she was young.

So in Han Xiangjian's heart, Wang Fuzhi was just a substitute who took advantage of an opportunity, just like the other women that Han Qi found in the Han tribe.

So when she left the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, she did not give Wang Fuzhi a good look. She thought that next time she would lead the emperor to ignore Wang Fuzhi again.

Han Xiangjian walked out of the Yangxin Palace and took a deep breath of the cold air outside. She felt like she had turned into proud ice and snow again.

Seeing Han Xiangjian looking unhappy, the Han tribe maid Ha Li suggested:

"Princess, why don't we go to the Imperial Garden to admire the plum blossoms?"

When Rong Pei was in Yiku Palace, Ling Yunche was sweeping the snow in the Imperial Garden. Plum blossoms were in full bloom on the branches, but Ling Yunche had no intention of appreciating them.

Wild mushrooms grow slowly in winter, and they were all harvested by Rong Pei, so he was cut off from some of their supply. As a result, he was not only in unbearable pain, but also itchy all over.

So he found an old plum tree deep in the plum forest, leaned his hunched back against it, and rubbed it continuously, hoping to relieve the itch on his body.

A low moan came out of his throat, "Ah~ It feels good."

It was at this time that Ruyi walked in front of Ling Yunche.

She thought that the emperor had given Han Xiangjian such unique favor, and she also had a confidant who was loyal to her, that was Ling Yunche.

This time, she brought a bowl of Laba porridge for Ling Yunche.

Ling Yunche raised his head, and the first thing that appeared before his eyes was Yan Wan's bright and beautiful face. His eyes couldn't help but become gentle.

Then, that beautiful face was gradually covered with a layer of mist, and was replaced by a tense, dark yellow face with wrinkles. It turned out to be Concubine Xian.

Ling Yunche shuddered all over. He leaned against the plum tree and tried to get up, fearing that Ruyi would harm him.

Ruyi took the bowl of Laba porridge from Dongmei, which had already cooled down and formed a thin film.

She thought, the corners of her bright lips outlined with red lipstick were pulled very high.

"Ling Yunche, this is the Laba porridge that the palace distributed to the ladies a few days ago. I specially reserved a bowl for you. It is made of all the best ingredients. Come and try it. After drinking this bowl of Laba porridge, in the future..."

Ling Yunche was almost angry to death. Today was already the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. How could the Laba porridge still be drinkable after being stored for five or six days?

Besides, what’s the use of a bowl of Laba porridge? It won’t fill you up and it can’t be exchanged for money.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I am the noble lady Xie Xian, but please don't send me off anymore and don't do anything for me anymore!"

After hearing this, Ruyi felt that Ling Yunche was playing hard to get. In this world, besides herself, who else could care about him so much?

Ruyi pinched her fingers, used a spoon to stir the lumps of porridge inside, and said with a smile:

"Ling Yunche, have some porridge."

Seeing Ling Yunche turned his head away, Ruyi stuffed the porridge into Ling Yunche's mouth and said coquettishly:

"Drink it~"

Dongmei, who was standing behind, had goose bumps all over her body and was filled with fear. In her village, even the widows at the entrance of the village did not dare to feed soup to people in public.

She remembered what her sister Qiuwen, who was beside Concubine Dun, had said, telling her that a man who knows the times is a hero.

She decided to be this Junjie when she returned.

Ling Yunche couldn't persuade Ruyi, so he could only open his mouth. He thought Ruyi would feed him mouthful by mouthful with a spoon.

Unexpectedly, Ruyi poured the Laba porridge directly into Ling Yunche's mouth, filling Ling Yunche's mouth with Laba porridge pieces.

Ling Yunche felt like he was about to choke to death. The large lump of porridge was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, causing him to roll his eyes.

But Concubine Xian stood aside, still smiling faintly.

He struggled to pick up a handful of gray snow on the ground, stuffed it into his mouth, and held it until it melted into water before he finally swallowed it.

Ruyi frowned. It was really disrespectful that Ling Yunche actually ate the snow on the ground.

She rubbed her hands, put down the bowl as if she was holding a crab, and asked with concern:

"Ling Yunche, you should feel warmer after drinking the porridge."

Ling Yunche gritted his teeth and drank the bowl of cold, sour porridge. There was no warmth at all.

"It's warm now, thank you, Lady Xian."

Ruyi was embarrassed to reveal her purpose. She just looked up at the plum blossoms on the tree and said with a smile:

"Haha, these plum blossoms are so big!"

Ling Yunche hated himself for being able to understand Concubine Xian's meaning in an instant. He knew that Concubine Xian wanted him to pick plum blossoms again.

He thought, if it breaks, it breaks. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Even Xiangui is not afraid of death, so what should he, a half-disabled person, be afraid of!

Ling Yunche smiled affectionately, "Lady Xian, this is what I meant. Winter is here again, and I can pick plum blossoms for you. From now on, I will pick fresh plum blossoms for you every day."

Ling Yunche climbed up, stood on tiptoe, selected a branch with the most luxuriant flowers, and broke off a branch with a snap.

The sound of breaking branches just startled Han Xiangjian who was outside, and she looked over here unconsciously.

Ruyi took the plum blossom from Ling Yunche's hand, smiled contentedly, and walked towards Yiku Palace staggeringly like a well-fed sow.

Ling Yunche suppressed the disgust in his eyes, picked up the dung bucket, and left the old plum tree.

He hoped that some master or queen would see him today and give Concubine Xian a severe beating. Anyway, he was already a desperado, so it didn't matter when he died.

Behind him, Han Xiangjian looked shocked. She suspected that she had seen it wrong. How could Concubine Xian accept a gift from a eunuch?

A cold voice sounded, "Don't you believe that Concubine Rong not only has a young man, but also a middle-aged man?"