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

Ruyi, who kowtowed and begged for mercy, was quickly dragged back to Yikun Palace.

The emperor ordered her to be confined to the Yiku Palace for three months, where she should repent and atone for her mother's death and pray for Concubine Rong.

In addition, during these three months, the imperial physician is not allowed to treat Concubine Xian.

Ruyi only felt the biting cold, which made her shiver uncontrollably.

She was in such a state, but the emperor refused to allow anyone to treat her. It was obvious that he wanted to take her life.

She was the emperor's bedmate, but the emperor couldn't wait to torture her to death.

At this moment, the pain in her heart was worse than the pain in her lower abdomen.

The sunlight filtered through the pattern of magpies on branches on the window screen and fell on Ruyi's pale face. At this moment, the strong smell of blood was still in the side hall.

Ruyi realized the emperor's indifference and felt a dry throat. She suddenly wanted to drink water. She shouted, "Water, I want water, give me water."

Dongmei outside came in reluctantly with her head down and poured Ruyi a cup of cold water from the teapot.

Ruyi didn't care whether the drink was hot or cold, and gulped it down like a blood-drinking demon, scaring Dongmei so much that she stepped back.

These days, no one ordered her to leave Concubine Xian, so she had to continue taking care of her.

Concubine Jia found her again and told her to let her work harder for a while, and then she would give her ten times her monthly salary as compensation.

Of course Dongmei was willing, since she was no longer afraid of Concubine Xian.

Ruyi looked around and said in a sad and hoarse voice, "Where is Sanbao? Why can't I see Sanbao? Where did he go?"

Thinking of Grandpa Sanbao, Dongmei pouted and shouted:

"The Emperor said it! You are not worthy of having a chief eunuch. Eunuch Sanbao has been sent to serve in Chuxiu Palace."

Dongmei's quick words made Ruyi feel heartbroken. She felt that Sanbao would not betray her. It must be that Eyinzhu used coercion and bribery to trick Sanbao away.

Ruyi's eyes were red, everything she had was taken away from her.

Her mother took away her surname. Why? The person closest to her hurt her the most. The emperor also asked her to confess in front of Buddha. What did she want to confess?

Ruyi's lips were dry and cracked, but she was still thirsty, extremely thirsty.

She licked her lips, resentment filling her entire chest.

The emperor asked her to worship Buddha, but in the first half of her life, except for the instant acquaintance she and Master Anji had, she had never worshipped Buddha sincerely.

When she raised her head, the Buddha statue in front of the incense table had a compassionate expression, but in her opinion, there was a sneer at the corner of its mouth, laughing at her pitifulness and embarrassment.

Ruyi was in a trance and suddenly thought of the old monk in Anyuan Temple that year. She remembered that the room that was so tempting to her was filled with prayer flags.

Ruyi reached out and called Dongmei, asking her to find needle and thread and five-colored square pieces of cloth in blue, white, red, green and yellow.

Dongmei's eyes turned, afraid that Concubine Xian might have some intention to harm others again, so she decided to ask first.

"What does the master want the five-colored square cloth for? Are you going to sew a doll or a figurine for Rong Guiren? That's not the way!"

Ruyi glared at Dongmei with disdain. She thought to herself that she would never have the intention to harm anyone, let alone engage in palace fighting, even indirectly. So how could she curse anyone?

Ruyi covered her belly and said calmly, "I want to make prayer flags, confess and atone for my sins to my mother, do you understand?"

Dongmei decided to get it over to Concubine Xian first, at least it would give her master some peace and quiet for a while.

Looking at the basket full of colorful cloth, Ruyi felt even more that she was really kind-hearted.

She sewed her mother's name on the paper stitch by stitch, just as her mother had taught her to write her own name stroke by stroke.

She thrust the needle in her hand with extra force, as if she wanted to pierce through the colorful cloth and stab someone.

The emperor asked her to confess to her mother, but she felt that her mother should confess to her.

If my mother hadn't personally gotten the medicine for me, how could I have fallen into this state?

There is also Han Xiangjian. Han Xiangjian hurt her, but the emperor asked her to pray for Han Xiangjian, which made her even more sad.

Ruyi placed the first embroidered prayer flag on the incense table and began to recite a familiar mantra.

When Dongmei looked up, under the dim candlelight, Concubine Xian had a vicious smile on her lips, like a witch casting a spell, shrouding the entire side hall in gloom.

Dongmei couldn't help but shiver.

Then, she watched as Concubine Xian picked up the second piece of colorful cloth, on which was embroidered Concubine Rong's name.

Dongmei backed away in horror. If sewing prayer flags for Lady Nara was for blessing, then sewing them for Concubine Rong would be a blatant curse.

It's really, really terrible.

When Ruyi was being tortured in the Ministry of Punishment, Lady Nara's body was sent back to Nara's mansion.

Along with it came the two hundred taels of funeral expenses awarded by Concubine Dun, the head of the Yikun Palace.

But the emperor ordered that no funeral should be held and the body could only be buried hastily. This was his greatest mercy.

Qingtang fell on his mother's body, shaking uncontrollably and bursting into tears.

She no longer has a mother.

Mingming had just had two days of good times, and Mingming had promised to take her mother to travel. This year, her husband was appointed to a post in Hangzhou, and they could return to Jiangnan, where her father had worked, and let her mother spend her remaining years in peace.

Qingtang was overwhelmed by hatred towards Ruyi and the emperor. She held her mother's cold hand and thought, she would just watch with her own eyes the fate of this pair of dogs.

Because she had vaguely guessed Axiao's purpose of entering the palace.

Qingtang buried his mother and father together. Their graves were behind Nesuken's tomb, protecting Nesuken as they had done when he was alive.

She added a handful of soil to her family's graves. From then on, she had no relatives in the capital, and it was time to leave this sad place.

But the moment I turned around and left, the wind started to blow.

Qingtang didn't know why, but he felt uneasy.

On the way out of the capital, Qingtang took a nap on the carriage. Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to see her mother locked in a cage, shaking the cold iron bars and saying:

"help me!"

Qingtang was terrified. She got off the carriage and burned paper money for her mother.

Feeling uneasy again, he wrote another letter to A Xiao in the palace.

Qixiang Palace

On the couch, Jin Yuyan was massaging Yanwan's swollen calves due to the late pregnancy. Yanwan had not been sleeping well recently, and even taking Mu Ping's medicinal food did not help, which made Jin Yuyan feel distressed.

Wang Fuzhi sat on the soft stool, deep in thought.

Seeing the dark circles under Wang Fuzhi's eyes and thinking about what had happened in the past few days, Yan Wan immediately understood what she was thinking.

Yan Wan handed Wang Fuzhi a bowl of red ginseng tea specially brewed by Zhen Shu, speaking in a gentle tone.

"You just let things develop as they did. You didn't do anything to harm Lady Nara. Don't feel guilty. It's all Ruyi's fault."

Wang Fuzhi took a sip of tea and nodded slightly. She didn't know whether she should say some things or not, so she just sighed.

"It's just that this has always been a difficult matter. I tried my best to balance it. But now, I have no other options."

As the three of them were sighing, there was a noise outside...