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

With a ding-dong sound, it turned out that Imperial Noble Consort Shujia appeared in front of her again.

In the past, she had ignored the faint clinking sound of metal colliding. Jin Yuyan was stunned for a moment before she heard the familiar sound.

"As expected of another me, you are really smart. You have cracked the key to the prayer flags."

Jin Yuyan raised her head proudly and said, "Imperial Noble Consort Shujia, you haven't appeared for so long. Now that you appear, you only praise me a few words. Can't you praise me more? For example, say that I am extremely beautiful and charming."

Behind the curling smoke in the air, a very beautiful woman smiled bitterly.

"I haven't shown up for so long, it's just because you're living such a peaceful life, and I can't bear to disturb you. But even though everyone's illness has been cured and everything is back on track, Ruyi still has evil intentions and is still on the road of making prayer flags in this life. So if you want to break this reincarnation fate, you have to make her give up."

Jin Yuyan slammed the table in anger, "Let her give up? Even if she dies and turns to ashes, she can still stab people with her stubborn mouth and dig holes with her stubborn heart. Why don't you let me kill her directly?"

Imperial Noble Consort Shujia sighed, "I know this is difficult, but I might as well tell you that if Ruyi is not completely defeated, then everything will have to start all over again, and you will still lose everything like in your previous life."

Jin Yuyan said quickly: "But I am already very happy in this life..."

She said it out loud, but she cared deeply in her heart. She wanted the people around her to be happy for generations to come.

She knew that there was still truth waiting for her to discover. In her opinion, Ruyi was more than that.

Ruyi's father and mother passed away, Jingsi and Yongjing died young, and the twelfth prince in his previous life was depressed. Ruyi turned a deaf ear to all of this, as if she didn't care at all.

Jin Yuyan understood that what Ruyi cared about most in her life was actually herself. The so-called childhood sweetheart of the emperor and Ling Yunche who surpassed men and women were all tools for her to show her charm.

But what kind of person would be so completely devoid of human touch?

Jin Yuyan thought that the key to defeating Ruyi was not physical torture, but to make her lose her last fig leaf.

Jin Yuyan suddenly laughed. There was no need for her to take action. The emperor had long been tired of Ruyi, and as far as she knew, Ling Yunche also hated Ruyi.

All we have to do is wait for the right opportunity. Ruyi will bring about her own death.

While Jin Yuyan was thinking, she heard a crackling sound in the smoke. She asked curiously:

"Hey, what are you doing behind that smoke?"

The voice paused, and Imperial Noble Consort Shujia said calmly:

“These melon seeds are quite delicious.”

Jin Yuyan was speechless.

The cloud of smoke became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared into the air.

"I have been locked up in there for so many years. I want to try everything. I wonder if they can taste it..."

The last sentence was spoken so quietly that even Jin Yuyan couldn't hear it clearly.

When Jin Yuyan came to her senses, she saw Eleven, who had a sad face, walking in with his hands behind his back, and calling out "Mother" in a muffled voice.

Jin Yuyan put down the melon seeds, lowered her head and went over to tease Yongyan:

"What's wrong, my dear? Your eighth and ninth brothers brought you so many good things, why are you still so unhappy?"

Yongyan bowed his head and sighed deeply, with a hint of sadness.

"Mother, I have never seen someone like Mingyi. Mother told me to be more generous to Mingyi. My eighth and ninth brothers gave me a set of twelve jade animal heads, and I took them to Mingyi to choose. But I didn't even give the twelfth brother a set. I only gave one to her."

As he spoke, Yongyan's tears began to fall.

Yuyan touched Yongyan's head with relief and said comfortingly:

"Isn't this great? Mingyi must be very happy."

Yongyan burst into tears, his little face wrinkled up.

"Wow Ming Yi still beat me up sob."

Jin Yuyan was already accustomed to Yongyan's Spring and Autumn style of writing, and felt that his narrative behavior was very similar to that of a human being.

She frowned and patted Yongyan's head, "Don't cry. Come, tell me everything again and I will analyze it for you."

Yongyan was sobbing, covering his mouth, and speaking incoherently.

"My son asked Mingyi to choose. She wanted a dragon-shaped jade ring right away, but my son was reluctant to give it up because dragons are more noble... She then wanted a tiger-shaped one, but my son was reluctant to give it up because he liked tigers... She then wanted a monkey-shaped one, but my son thought that monkeys were not suitable for her..."

Jin Yuyan couldn't listen any longer. She stared at Yongyan and asked:

"You couldn't bear to give up this or that. Which one did you give to Mingyi in the end?"

Yong Yan licked his lips and said with a determined look:

"My son suddenly felt that it is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish, so he drew the patterns of the twelve animal heads and gave them to Mingyi. This way, she can ask Uncle Fuheng to make whichever one she wants."

Jin Yuyan was so angry that she was about to die. Sending a pattern diagram, this familiar operation, this must not be her son, but rather like Ruyi's flesh and blood.

She grabbed Yongyan's ears and threw him aside.

"Look at what you have accomplished. Stop crying. Mother has decided to give all the twelve jade animal-head rings to Mingyi!"

Yongyan cried even harder, covering his ears and saying, "Wuwuwu mother, don't do this!"

Jin Yuyan waited until Yongyan finally calmed down and brought him to Yikun Palace, saying that she wanted to have a chat with Concubine Dun.

In the main hall, Jin Yuyan pointed to the side hall, leaned close to Yongyan's ear, and said in a charming voice:

"Yongyan, my mother suddenly had an idea. Can you guess what it is?"

Yongyan ate the cakes prepared by Wang Fuzhi, blinked his big eyes, and asked innocently:

"What the hell!"

Jin Yuyan laughed, and she seemed to be talking to Wang Fuzhi, and also seemed to be talking to Yongyan:

"Mother feels that you are so stingy, which is really unlike her son. It would be better for you to stay in Yikun Palace and keep company with the noble lady Xian in the side hall."

Yongyan's face froze, and his hand holding the pastry stopped for a moment. Some bad memories appeared in his mind.

He remembered that when his twelfth brother had just left Empress Xian and came to Xiefang Palace, he was like a hungry ghost, eating whatever he could get his hands on. It was obvious that Empress Xian had starved him to death.

The twelfth brother also said that when he couldn't sleep in Yikun Palace, no one told him stories, but Empress Xian always gave him a bowl of calming soup...

Yongyan shook his head like a rattle and rejected it:

"No, no, Yongyan, no, mother, no, my son is different from you, mother Xian."

Jin Yuyan swung her handkerchief with exaggerated movements, and reached out to pull Yongyan.

"How are they different? Concubine Xian deducted the money from the midwife, and you monopolized the cakes made by Empress Qing. Concubine Xian gave tattered flowers, broken armor and scriptures as gifts, and you gave a pattern map. How similar are your stingy personalities. Come on, let mother take you to recognize your relatives. Concubine Xian will definitely be very happy to have a son for free."

Thinking of Empress Xian's thin shoulders and bent waist, with a face as shiny as a steamed bun and a strange white color,

Yongyan held the table with four fingers stretched tightly, and pressed his thumb firmly on the tabletop.

"No, no, no, mother, I won't go. I will never be stingy again. Don't give me to Empress Xian."

Jin Yuyan struggled with Yongyan for a while until he got into Wang Fuzhi's arms and hugged her tightly, then she stopped.

Yongyan secretly raised his head from Wang Fuzhi's fragrant arms. Seeing his mother's smirk, he raised his head and pursed his lips to look unhappy.

Seeing that Yongyan was frightened, Jin Yuyan began to persuade him with emotion and reason.

"Yongyan, when you were little, your stinginess might have been considered cute by your elders, it was just a child's nature, but now you are grown up and a man, you must have a manly bearing and learn to share. If you continue to be stingy, no one will like you, do you understand?"

Yongyan blinked his eyes and asked aggrievedly:

"Will mother dislike her son because of this? She is just afraid of losing these things."

Jin Yuyan pulled Yongyan into her arms and said seriously:

"Mother will always love you, but she will be disappointed by your behavior, not to mention other people. And sharing does not mean losing what you share, but using it to gain happiness and affection. If you treat others well, others will treat you well too."

Yongyan reached out his hand, touched Jin Yuyan's face, and said flatteringly:

"Don't be disappointed, mother. Yongyan will understand in the future. Yongyan will learn to share."

Jin Yuyan struck while the iron was hot and picked up a plate of cakes on the table.

"Then let's start from now on. The cakes in your Queen Dun's palace are excellent. Take them and go to Changchun Palace to apologize to Princess Mingyi. Remember, your attitude must be sincere."

Yongyan ran out with his calves, while Wang Fuzhi beside him kept smiling softly. She envied this atmosphere of chatting and playing among relatives.

Fuzhi sighed, "Empress Jia is really good at educating children. Your princes are all very good. I feel warm in my heart when I see them."