HLnovel Chapter 266 Consort Fucha
Chapter 266 Consort Fucha
Upon hearing Fucha Peiyun's words, Consort Qi's grief became even more overwhelming.
She choked back tears and said, "Sister, I don't understand, what does His Majesty mean by this?"
Hongshi is clearly my own flesh and blood, how can he be adopted out like this? How can this be considered a good thing?
Seeing Consort Qi so grief-stricken, Fucha Peiyun felt a pang of pity.
She gently took Consort Qi's hand and said softly:
"Sister, don't rush, let me finish."
I know you're upset, but some things we need to look at from a long-term perspective.
She paused, then continued:
"The Emperor's decision to have Hongshi adopted by his twelfth uncle appears to be a form of punishment for him."
But in reality, isn't this a form of protection?
Think about it, the Third Prince was framed this time, and the Emperor has already sensed the danger he's in.
As the Emperor's eldest son, the Third Prince was the object of many people's attention.
The three princes were all fine before.
Unfortunately, this incident occurred precisely because the Third Prince was granted the title of Beile and moved out of the palace.
This time, it must have been the Emperor who bestowed a title upon the Third Prince.
"It caught the attention of certain people, which led to this scheme."
Upon hearing that she had attracted the attention of certain people, Consort Qi immediately thought of Hongli.
Consort Qi gritted her teeth and said, "It must be that brat Hongli!"
He had always been jealous of Hongshi, and when he saw that Hongshi had been granted the title of Beile, he resorted to such underhanded tactics.
"Sister, you must help me think of a way; we can't let Hongli succeed."
Fucha Peiyun gently shook her head, "Sister, without conclusive evidence, we cannot hastily conclude that it was the Fourth Prince who did it."
The Emperor will definitely order an investigation into this matter, and then he will surely be able to clear the Third Prince's name.
Sister, let me finish what I have to say first.
Consort Qi quieted down, waiting for Fucha Peiyun to continue.
The Emperor was repeatedly plotted against by those two from the Imperial Clan Court.
I have always deeply resented those two over the years.
The Third Prince was instigated to plead for the two.
This was tantamount to betrayal for the Emperor, and one can only imagine how furious he was.
Consort Qi couldn't help but retort at this point.
“Hongshi is so filial, how could he betray his father? He was just misled.”
Fucha Peiyun sighed.
When people are angry, they don't think about so many things at the moment.
Once the Emperor calms down, he will realize that the Third Prince was framed.
Although the Emperor knew in his heart that the Third Prince had been framed, the Third Prince's actions had indeed crossed the Emperor's bottom line.
That anger won't subside in a short time.
The Emperor adopted the Third Prince to his Twelfth Uncle, partly to teach the Third Prince a lesson.
Secondly, it also kept the Third Prince away from conflict.
If the Third Prince were still the Emperor's eldest son
Those with ulterior motives will continue to scheme against him.
With the Third Prince's straightforward nature
He'll get into trouble sooner or later.
Uncle Twelf is a kind and honest man. With the Third Prince following him, his future will be peaceful.
The Third Prince can also stay away from these disputes.
Sister, you should stop insisting on bringing the Third Prince back to the Emperor's side.
Consort Qi's tears continued to flow, but she also understood that what Fucha Peiyun said made sense.
She was silent for a moment, then raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness, and said:
“Sister, I understand what you’re saying, but I just can’t bear to let go.”
I raised Hongshi from a young age, watching him grow taller and bigger every day.
He is my lifeblood.
Now that he's going to be adopted by my twelfth uncle, I feel like my heart has been hollowed out.
When Consort Qi mentioned that the Third Prince had grown taller, Fucha Peiyun almost burst out laughing.
The Third Prince has grown taller! Your Majesty, the Third Prince has grown taller!
Fucha Peiyun covered the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.
Then he sighed and said:
"Sister, I know you're feeling bad, but there are some things we have to accept."
The Emperor did this for the good of the Third Prince.
The Third Prince will have a more stable life with his Twelfth Uncle.
Sister, I know you're reluctant to part with her.
And sister, you must understand, the Third Prince has grown up; he needs to learn to be independent.
For him, being adopted by his twelfth uncle might be a new beginning, an opportunity for growth.
He has already moved out of the palace, and the emperor has not taken back his residence.
Sister, you don't need to worry that the Third Prince will be wronged.
If he wants to see you in the palace in the future, it will be just as simple as submitting his nameplate.
After hearing Fucha Peiyun's words, Consort Qi, though still reluctant, gradually calmed down.
She took a deep breath and said:
"Sister, I understand what you mean."
Since the Emperor has made his decision, I have no choice but to accept it.
However, I'm really worried about Hongshi; I'm afraid he might be mistreated by Uncle Twelfth.
Fucha Peiyun held Consort Qi's hand and comforted her:
"Don't worry, sister. Twelfth Uncle is a kind and generous man and will definitely treat Third Prince well."
Moreover, my sister will be able to see the Third Prince often in the future. For now, the best course of action is to let the Third Prince study diligently under his twelfth uncle.
Later, the Third Prince can also inherit his Twelfth Uncle's title.
It would be best if the Third Prince could live a peaceful and uneventful life.
Consort Qi remained silent for a long time before slowly saying:
“Sister, I understand. I will persuade Hongshi to follow his twelfth uncle.”
But I will not let those who plotted against Hongshi behind this get away with it.
Fucha Peiyun nodded. "Sister, rest assured, His Majesty will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give the Third Prince justice."
Consort Qi sighed, "So be it, so be it, there's nothing else we can do."
I only hope that once Hongshi is with the Twelfth Prince, he will behave himself and not be schemed against again.
Fucha Peiyun nodded and said, "Sister, don't worry. As long as the Third Prince acts cautiously in the future, he will definitely have a bright future."
Consort Qi wiped away her tears, stood up, and thanked Fucha Peiyun.
"Your Majesty, I thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do."
I'm afraid he might impulsively run to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and anger the Emperor.
We, mother and son, have no idea what will become of us.
Now, who in this palace doesn't know how ruthless and heartless their emperor is?
Fucha Peiyun smiled slightly, waved her hand, and said:
"Sister, there's no need to be so polite. Between us sisters, is there any need to be so formal?"
I am also the legitimate son of the Third Prince.
Of course I want what's best for the Third Prince; it's what I should do.
Upon hearing this, Consort Qi's eyes reddened slightly again, and she choked out:
"Your Majesty, you are such a good person. I know that you have always been kind-hearted and considerate of others."
If it weren't for your words of comfort today, I don't know how heartbroken I would have been.
Your kindness to me and Hongshi is something I will never forget.
Fucha Peiyun patted Consort Qi's hand
"My sister has been worried for so long, she must be exhausted..."
Just then, Ye'er's voice rang out from outside the door.
"Miss?"
Fucha Peiyun knew that Ye'er must have something important to report at this time.
He hurriedly said, "Ye'er, come in."
Ye'er hurried in, looking somewhat flustered.
"Your Majesty the Empress, Consort Qi, and Consort Wen have given birth prematurely."
Before Fucha Peiyun could react, Consort Qi jumped to her feet in surprise.
Wen Yuan was perfectly fine when she came out, so how could she suddenly have a premature birth?
Wen Yuan must have been worried about Hong Shi, which is why she went into premature labor.
Consort Qi was filled with worry and self-blame.
Her voice trembled as she said, "It's all my fault. If it weren't for Hongshi causing this incident..."
If Wen Yuan had been involved in worrying, this wouldn't have happened.
Fucha Peiyun also frowned, worried about the safety of Consort Wen and the child, and quickly said:
"Sister, don't blame yourself. Let's go see Consort Wen right away."
Having said that, Fucha Peiyun ordered a sedan chair to be prepared and headed to Changchun Palace.
Throughout the journey, Consort Qi was extremely anxious, constantly praying that Consort Wen and the child would be safe and sound.
Upon arriving at Changchun Palace, palace maids were seen going in and out of Guarjia Wenyuan's delivery room.
But it was still relatively orderly.
Consort Qi and Fucha Peiyun quickly entered the delivery room where Guarjia Wenyuan was located.
Guarjia Wenyuan was lying on the bed, her face pale.
His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and Cuiguo and Jingtai stood anxiously by his side.
Upon seeing Consort Qi and Fucha Peiyun enter, Cuiguo hurriedly said:
"Your Majesty, Consort Wen has suddenly experienced abdominal pain. The imperial physician has arrived and is examining her inside."
Consort Qi hurried to the bedside, took Guarjia Wenyuan's hand, her eyes filled with guilt and worry.
"Sister Wenyuan, I'm so sorry for making you worry."
Guarjia Wenyuan forced a smile. "Sister, it's not your fault. It's just that my body is weak."
Fucha Peiyun looked at Jingtai and asked, "How is your empress? Has the imperial physician arrived?"
The midwife asked, "Has Consort Wen's birth canal opened yet?"
Jingtai quickly replied:
"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Wen has already examined and treated you."
They say the Empress's condition is alright, as long as she maintains her strength.
It is very likely that a safe production will be achieved.
The midwife said that the Empress's birth canal was already dilated to two centimeters.
Fucha Peiyun nodded. "That's good. As long as the birth canal is open, there's hope for a smooth delivery."
Fucha Peiyun comforted her, then turned to Consort Qi and said:
"Sister Qi Fei, don't blame yourself too much. The most important thing now is to ensure that Sister Wen Yuan gives birth to her child safely."
Consort Qi nodded, a resolute glint in her eyes.
She held Guarjia Wenyuan's hand tightly and whispered:
"Wen Yuan, you must hold on. You will definitely give birth to the baby safely."
Just then, Wen Shichu also rushed over to pay his respects to Fucha Peiyun and Consort Qi.
Explain the situation to the two people
"Your Majesty the Empress, Consort Qi, and Consort Wen are in good health."
Although the premature birth was sudden, there were no serious problems.
"As long as I conserve my strength, I will definitely be able to give birth to a healthy baby."
Fucha Peiyun and Consort Qi were finally relieved.
Fucha Peiyun instructed the palace maids to prepare some easily digestible and nutritious food for Guarjia Wenyuan to replenish her strength.
Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere in the delivery room grew tense.
The midwife kept reporting on the situation; the birth canal had already dilated to five centimeters.
Guarjia Wenyuan was in so much pain that her face turned deathly pale, but she forced herself not to scream.
When Fucha Peiyun and Consort Qi heard the news that their birth canals were dilated to five centimeters, they both breathed a slight sigh of relief.
They exchanged a glance, then walked out of the delivery room together in tacit agreement.
They prepared to go outside to wait for Guarjia Wenyuan to give birth smoothly.
At the same time, other people in the palace also rushed over upon hearing the news, and Changchun Palace suddenly became lively.
Fucha Peiyun spotted Consort Ning, who was heavily pregnant, at a glance.
Consort Yi, Consort Shun, and the other concubines couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She quickly gave instructions to Ye'er and Songzhi.
They were instructed to arrange for people to escort these heavily pregnant concubines back to their respective palaces to prevent any accidents from occurring.
After all, the atmosphere outside the delivery room was extremely tense, and it was really inappropriate for a heavily pregnant woman to be there waiting.
When Consort Jing and the others saw how thoughtful and considerate Fucha Peiyun was, they all praised her and Nian Shilan for their kindness and compassion.
However, everyone's mood remained heavy, because everyone knew that...
Giving birth is an extremely dangerous thing; a slight mistake can lead to tragedy.
Outside the delivery room, people sat or stood, waiting anxiously.
Time passed second by second, and everyone felt as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts, making it hard to breathe.
Suddenly, a piercing scream came from the delivery room, and everyone's hearts clenched.
Consort Qi was so anxious that she paced back and forth, muttering to herself:
"Sister Wenyuan, you absolutely cannot be hurt."
After a long while, the midwife came running out with a beaming smile and said:
"Congratulations, Your Majesty the Empress, Consort Qi, and Consort Wen! You have given birth to a little princess. Mother and daughter are safe and sound!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and smiles of satisfaction appeared on their faces.
Consort Qi was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. She rushed into the delivery room, took Guarjia Wenyuan's hand, and said:
"Sister Wenyuan, you have suffered. I just hope you and your child are safe and sound."
Fucha Peiyun also walked in, looking at the weak but smiling Guarjia Wenyuan and the baby princess in swaddling clothes.
She said, "My sister has worked so hard. This little princess is clearly blessed."
Nian Shilan also apologized, saying, "She has thick eyebrows and big eyes; she's beautiful."
Guarjia Wenyuan said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty the two Empresses and my sister."
Just then, Su Peisheng's voice rang out.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
Fucha Peiyun, Nian Shilan, and Consort Qi quickly and efficiently tucked Guarjia Wenyuan in with blankets and curtains.
After leaving the delivery room and closing the door, I greeted the big, chubby orange cat.
Big Fat Orange waved his hand, signaling everyone to rise.
He walked quickly to the door of the delivery room and asked softly:
"Are Consort Wen and the baby alright?"
The midwife quickly curtsied and replied, "Your Majesty, Consort Wen has given birth to a little princess, and both mother and daughter are safe and sound."
The chubby orange cat was somewhat disappointed when it heard that the princess was the one in question.
He has so few sons, and he is infertile.
He hoped that many of his pregnant concubines would give birth to sons.
I never expected my first child to be a princess.
Upon seeing this, Fucha Peiyun said
"The little princess born to Consort Wen is fair-skinned and chubby; she looks like a blessed child."
He will surely bring good fortune to the Emperor in the future.
When the chubby orange heard her say that, its expression softened a bit.
Nian Shilan rolled her eyes. Having a daughter is good enough.
The old man was still complaining.
Nian Shilan also said
"Your Majesty, the little princess is so plump and beautiful. If it weren't for the fear that Consort Wen would be reluctant to part with her..."
Your Majesty, I'd also like to take him to Lingkun Palace.
The chubby orange looked much better and didn't say anything more before walking into the delivery room.
Fucha Peiyun, Nian Shilan, Consort Qi, and others waited quietly outside the door.
A short while later, the chubby orange cat came out, its expression much calmer.
"By imperial decree, Consort Wen shall henceforth enjoy the rank and privileges of a concubine, and the little princess shall be named Jingrou."
Consort Qi secretly rejoiced. Although Hongshi's matter was not resolved, Consort Wen had good news.
Fucha Peiyun smiled and said, "Your Majesty is wise. Consort Wen and the little princess will surely enjoy good health and longevity in the future."
The chubby orange cat nodded, then looked at Consort Qi.
"You need not worry about Hongshi anymore. He is with my twelfth brother. I will make arrangements for him."
Consort Qi had also realized that nothing was more important than being safe.
Consort Qi hurriedly bowed to the large orange and thanked the Emperor, saying, "Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty. I understand."
Big Fat Orange waved his hand and left Changchun Palace.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after watching the emperor leave.
They gathered outside the delivery room, waiting to visit the newly crowned Consort Wen and the little princess Jingrou.