Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

Chapter 21 Meeting Again



Chapter 21 Meeting Again

Seeing her silly little look, Yan Wan smiled and explained patiently.

Chunchan suddenly realized: "My master is kind and virtuous, and it is I who am stupid."

"Go back quickly. I remember that the Queen Mother gave me a piece of fine deerskin. Go and look for it when you get back. The Queen is very sensitive to the elements, so I have to sew a headband for her myself."

Deerskin is not a valuable thing, but in the harem, people's hearts are precious. A personally sewn headband is much more valuable than gold, silver and jewelry.

"Su Lian."

After everyone left, Empress Fucha lifted the curtain and slowly walked to the dressing table with Su Lian's support.

"Your Majesty, I have certainly found some clues to what you asked me to investigate. I have asked the eunuchs who clean the Buddhist temple, and it is true that Your Majesty Lingpin has been away for 49 days since the temple was built, despite constant wind and rain. She also burned many of the Buddhist scriptures she had copied herself."

Su Lian recalled what the young eunuch had said, and her words showed a little more respect for Yan Wan.

Empress Fucha nodded, stroking her thin cheeks, and said sadly: "It's still good to be young. She has worked hard. You open the storehouse and send a good headgear. Now that I am no longer as beautiful as before, and I can't protect my poor child, how many concubines in the harem will take me seriously? I'm afraid that in the future, people will forget me..."

"Your Majesty, don't talk about this. You are so beautiful and graceful, you will definitely live happily with the Emperor until old age."

Seeing her feeling melancholy about the passing of time, Su Lian couldn't help but feel sad too, so she quickly squatted down to comfort her.

"You have to cheer up, otherwise you will only encourage their evil ways."

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The spring cicada soup was delivered to the Yangxin Palace at the end of February. Jinzhong stopped the people outside and went in carefully to report.

"Your Majesty, the Empress of Yongshou Palace sent a bowl of soup, saying that Concubine Ling was attending to the Empress and was unable to come to the Yangxin Palace to serve. She made a bowl of soup to apologize."

Jinzhong spoke cautiously, looking up from time to time to check the reaction of the man in front of him.

"Princess Ling? Isn't she sick? Why did she run to the Queen?"

The emperor looked at the memorial in his hand without even raising his head.

"They said he was almost fully recovered before the New Year. After the New Year, he has been praying for the little prince in the small Buddhist temple, rain or shine. After that, he has been attending to the Empress. I heard that the Empress likes Concubine Ling very much and has taught her many common things."

The emperor nodded when he heard this.

This was all well and good. Concubine Ling came from a humble background and didn't know many things, so it was a blessing for her to be taught by Empress Fucha. Furthermore, having someone lovable by the Empress's side was better than her feeling miserable all by herself.

Lingpin has a gentle and kind nature, and Empress Fucha feels at ease having her by her side.

Ever since Yongcong died, the empress has been unable to leave the palace and has been staying in Changchun Palace all day long.

On the one hand, as an emperor, he was too busy with affairs to be with her. On the other hand, he really could not face the queen who was deeply in grief.

The two were a young couple who had walked step by step from the Qiandi Palace to the present day. Naturally, they had a deep affection for each other, but because he was the emperor, he could not always be immersed in the pain of losing his son. Seeing the queen becoming increasingly depressed, as a husband he could not say any harsh words, but as an emperor he could not bear to see the queen become depressed.

He was caught between two identities and found it difficult to breathe.

"Well, since she's so determined, tell her to serve the Empress well and take care of the writing. Don't call her here anymore. Since the Empress is willing to teach her, tell her to learn diligently. Spring is almost here. Pick out two pieces of fine fabric and send them to her. She's young and should dress nicely."

The emperor looked at the memorial without looking up, and waved his hand to let Jinzhong go down to take care of it.

"Then this soup..."

Jinzhong was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately picked up the soup that Chunchan brought.

"Send it over."

After all, Concubine Ling was serving the Queen, so she couldn't go against her wishes.

"Whoo."

Jinzhong received the order and happily went to get the soup, then hurried to the warehouse to get the ingredients.

In this way, the emperor felt that Yan Wan was not only gentle and lovely, but also knew how to please him. She was also respectful and polite, and could serve him and the queen wholeheartedly. She was a rare existence among the concubines.

Thinking back to the first time they met in the Cining Palace that day, the Empress Dowager was quite satisfied with her.

The Emperor did not think that Yan Wan had surrendered to the Empress Dowager. Instead, he felt that since she came from a humble background, it was her duty to curry favor with those in power. Without a good family background, she naturally had to curry favor with the several mistresses in the harem.

She only has favor but no family background, so she can't cause any trouble. If she continues to be obedient, the emperor will not be stingy with his favor to her.

At this time, Empress Fucha had just gone to bed, and Yanwan slowly walked out of Changchun Palace with a thousand thoughts in her mind.

The February wind was cold and snowflakes were falling heavily, but this did not stop her.

Suddenly, Yan Wan felt someone watching her. She subconsciously turned her head, and her eyes met with a figure. The person stood quietly in the snow, motionless like a statue.

Yan Wan looked closely and found that it was Ling Yunche.

He was wearing a heavy winter guard's uniform and a felt hat, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion.

Ling Yunche was transferred to the Imperial Guards, and he was now completely different from the ordinary guards. Unlike his usual cowardly appearance, he now looked quite spirited.

When he saw Yan Wan, he bowed slightly and said softly, "Your Highness."

Yan Wan looked him up and down calmly. This was their first confrontation in two years. For the past six months, Yan Wan had been avoiding him, but she hadn't expected him to find an opportunity to confront her.

The time when they were childhood sweethearts appeared before her eyes again, but only for a moment, and Jinzhong's figure appeared in her mind again.

Fortunately, there was no one around at the moment. If Jinzhong saw it, he would be jealous again.

Thinking of Jinzhong, Yanwan ignored his words and planned to turn around and leave.

"Is this the path that Your Majesty has chosen?"

Ling Yunche interrupted her.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chun Chan hurriedly said, "My Lady, let's go."

After saying that, he started to pull Yan Wan away.

Unexpectedly, Yan Wan said, "You go down first. I have something to say to Guard Ling."

Watching Yan Wan talking to Ling Yunche, Chun Chan was extremely panicked and looked around anxiously, fearing that someone would see them.

She saw the youthful friendship between Yanwan and Ling Yunche.

Chunchan was afraid that Yanwan would do something stupid and keep thinking about her childhood sweetheart. Now Yanwan was the emperor's concubine, and there was absolutely no possibility for her to be with Ling Yunche.

After the people walked away, Yan Wan looked at Ling Yunche with a smile.

The beauty smiled, her eyes were longing, and her graceful figure swayed, which dazzled Ling Yunche's eyes for a moment.


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