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

Recently, the emperor has been busy with the battle of attacking Dajinchuan in the Grand Council. The most favored concubines in the harem are Lingpin and Shupin, while the others are treated equally.

The Queen was busy with Jingse's wedding, and the Emperor was sensible enough to refrain from disturbing her. Under the management of Langya and Xiyue, everything was proceeding in a tense and orderly manner.

On the eve of Jingse's wedding, the lights all the way from Taiji Hall to Changchun Palace were on all night long, and palace servants were coming and going, busy preparing for tomorrow's wedding ceremony.

The Changchun Palace was decorated with red brocade, and there was a cloud of bright red between the glazed golden tiles.

Fu Cha Langya sat quietly behind Jingse, watching the palace maids combing her hair and the ladies combing her hair.

The little cutie from the past has now grown into a beautiful and charming girl in the passing of time.

When Jingse was babbling, I hoped she would come up with witty remarks.

When Jingse was just learning to walk, I hoped that she would be brilliant with every step.

When Jingse was a child, she talked and laughed, and hoped that she would be dignified and self-possessed.

When Jingse was in her prime, I hoped she would have a happy marriage.

Jingse is getting married today, and she should have wished for "to have a good marriage like Liang Hong, and to have a happy marriage like Feng Yi. To live together for a hundred years, to have eternal happiness like Qin and Se, to have a prosperous marriage like Wu, and to have a happy marriage like Xiong and Xiong soon."

But now, under the bright lights, Jingse's eyes and eyebrows are the same as they were yesterday, reminding her of the night when she married into the palace many years ago.

Her dignity, her understanding, and her thoughtfulness made me feel wronged for many years, and I was able to untie the knot only after I had children.

So her thousands of words turned into just one sentence:

"Jingse, you love to read storybooks by candlelight all night long. The Queen Mother always lights an extra candle for you. After you get married, you must remember to light an extra lamp for yourself."

A tear suddenly fell on Jingse's delicately made-up face. She understood what the Empress Dowager said.

When she was a child, the Empress Dowager slapped her in the face because she had an argument with her eldest brother and hurt his feelings. From then on, she listened carefully to the Empress Dowager's teachings and always remembered the responsibilities of a princess and an eldest sister.

At that time, she was young and ignorant, and the Empress Dowager said that she should consider more about the Qing Dynasty and take more responsibility for the royal family.

And now, she is about to get married, and the Empress Dowager told her to be nicer to herself.

Jingse nodded slightly. She would carry out the Empress Dowager's expectations and instructions to further enhance the relationship between Khorchin and the Qing Dynasty. She would also take good care of herself and never let herself be sad.

Before Jingse got on the sedan chair, Fucha Langya couldn't help but take a step forward, gently hugged Jingse in her arms, and whispered in her ear:

"Jingse, to the Empress Dowager, you have never been the icing on the cake, but the treasure in the Empress Dowager's heart, the brightest moon."

Jingse's wedding car drove away, Xiyue also cried with Langya, Ruyi watched coldly, even showing a hint of impatience, she turned around and said to Chen Wanyin who was still friendly:

"Wan Yin, fortunately you and I have no children, so we can live a simple and casual life without having to endure the separation of life and death with tears and smiles."

The tone was so ruthless and cold that the usually tolerant Wanyin felt contemptuous and stopped talking to her.

As everyone was feeling sad, a thunderous wail broke out from the crowd:

"Wow~ Sister Jingse, don't go, don't go, wait for Yongzhang~"

It was Yongzhang. Lujun hurried over and covered Yongzhang's mouth, but saw that Yongzhang was still sobbing. The sadness and sincerity in his sobbing made Yongcheng and other brothers feel inferior.

It turns out that Yong Zhang had a confidant in the palace, Sister Jingse, since he started reading storytelling under the enlightenment of Yonglian a few years ago.

His second brother introduced him to the world, but his elder sister Jingse took him to explore the world of storybooks. Sister Jingse was a girl, and the emperor was more spoiled by her. When she took storybooks to read in the library, the emperor pretended not to see it.

Jingse knew Yongzhang's hobbies, so she often discussed them with Yongzhang, including when reading books. After Jingse finished reading a book, if she thought it was good, she would show it to Yongzhang again, and if it was not good, she would send it back to the library.

Yong Zhang read his favorite storybooks under the selection of his sister. Sometimes, when he was in the mood, he would write a few articles based on the interesting stories in the palace.

He only showed it to Sister Jingse.

Sister Jingse always encouraged him and praised his good writing, saying that his works would definitely become famous in the world in the future.

The two siblings protected their little secret in this way, and Yongzhang's interest took root and sprouted under Jingse's protection.

Before Jingse got married, she gave most of her treasured storybooks and opera scripts to Yongzhang, and asked Yongzhang for the storybook "The Princess's Wedding" that he had secretly written for Jingse.

Jingse got married, Yongzhang lost his confidant. When I read the storybooks as a child, I always shed tears alone when I saw the scenes where women did not have a smooth life after marriage or were troubled by others.

Yonglian saw this in the prince's residence and was speechless, and repeatedly told him that your sister Jingse was not the weak woman who was powerless like in the storybooks.

She has an entire team of princess guards and can enter and leave the palace freely. Her husband is Princess Hejing, who married the son of a Mongolian prince.

Maybe Jingse lives a freer and more unrestrained life outside the palace than they do.

But Yongzhang was still sad. If Sister Jingse was really happy, why couldn't she choose the prince consort she wanted?

If Sister Jingse was really happy, why would she leave so many precious notebooks in the palace and not dare to bring them to the princess's mansion?

If Sister Jingse is really happy, it is natural for a woman to get married and go home. Why does she need the emperor's special permission?

He felt sorry for all the women in the world who had to leave their biological parents, marry into another family, lose themselves, and take care of their husbands and children.

He felt sorry for all the women who were forced to submit to power and obligations.

He began to read more storybooks and write more storybooks.

One day, he remembered the "Wall Horse" that the Pig Brain Lady had once mentioned to him.

He found it from a bunch of storybooks and read it.

There is no such thing as the Pig-Brained Lady repeating in it all day long: "I look at you from afar on the wall and on the horse, and my heart breaks as soon as I see you." Ah, Yong Zhang began to ask his second brother.

My second brother said that it was Bai Letian's "Drawing the Silver Bottle from the Bottom of the Well", and Bai Pu's "Wall on Horseback" was also derived from it.

Knowing that Yongzhang had a hard time understanding anything other than storybooks, he specifically explained this poem to Yongzhang.

Yong Zhang understood it under the guidance of his second brother, and he began to watch the opera carefully.

One day of kindness from you will cost me a hundred years of my life. I want to tell the foolish girls from poor families to be careful not to give themselves to others lightly.

Yong Zhang gradually discovered a different meaning in the story. Although Miss Li's forced happy ending was desolate and helpless, Lady Pig Brain Flower felt that it was a perfect love made in heaven.

Yong Zhang sighed. Actually, reading a storybook is like eating. The food is there, and some people swallow it alive without thinking about anything else, as long as they can fill their stomachs.

This is the dregs and chaff.

Some people slowly chew it, taste the various flavors of the world, and understand many truths.

This is the panacea.

Apparently, Pig Brain Flower Queen had eaten it down to chaff. The kind-hearted Yong Zhang decided to find an opportunity to talk to Pig Brain Flower Queen about it and let her taste the nectar in it.