Rebirth: Qingying comes back to reorganize the harem

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Chuxiu Palace

After Yihuan woke up slowly, she was not fully conscious yet, but her first words were to anxiously ask about the condition of the baby in her belly. Her eyes were full of expectation and worry, as if her whole world now only had this question.

When she learned that the baby was born prematurely but luckily survived, a trace of relief and joy flashed across her face.

However, this joy did not last long, because after Yihuan learned that the child was born safely, she began to worry about whether the child was healthy and whether there would be any sequelae due to premature birth.

But the emperor was worried that the child was too weak. If the child died in infancy after being with him for too long, he was afraid that Yihuan's health would be affected. After all, when she first entered the palace, Yihuan was very weak. She originally thought that she could not get pregnant. Fortunately, God blessed her and gave her a child with the emperor.

So, shortly after the child was born, he was taken out of the palace and sent to Prince Shen's mansion.

The emperor hopes that the Prince Shen's Mansion can take care of the child personally so that he can raise him for a longer period of time. At the same time, he also hopes that in this way, he and Yihuan can avoid the pain and blow of losing a child again.

Although Yihuan was reluctant, she knew that this was indeed the best way at the moment.

The wife of Prince Shen was very careful in everything. She had raised several princesses and princes who were born with poor health. She must have her own methods of taking care of children.

But after all, this was the child I had carried for several months, and I selfishly wanted to see him. Unfortunately, when I asked the emperor for permission, the emperor only vaguely told me to take care of my health, but did not say when he could see the child.

He Xi, who was standing by, looked at her master's increasingly thin face and dark circles under her eyes with distress. She knew that she was anxious and couldn't eat or sleep well because she missed the emperor and the newborn Ninth Prince, whom she had not had the chance to meet.

So, she came up with a plan, hoping to help distract her master and relieve her anxiety a little.

"Master, you are not in good health now, and the emperor is also worried about your health. How about we make some small clothes for the little prince first, and then send them out when the time is right. This is also a token of your thoughtfulness. If you are so worried every day, I am afraid your health will get worse and worse. If the ninth prince recovers by then, and the emperor promises that the ninth prince will return to the palace, but you are still not well, then our ninth prince will have no one to take care of him!"

He Xi said softly, a hint of worry and concern in her tone.

She knew that her master had always been concerned about the young prince, but excessive worry would only affect her master's health.

Yihuan was slightly startled when she heard what Hexi said, and a trace of tears flashed in her eyes. She gently stroked her belly, as if she could still feel the presence of the child.

However, Yihuan was only in a daze for a while this time, and seemed to have just come back to her senses from her panic. She nodded subconsciously, as if to confirm everything He Xi said.

Then, she quickly regained her composure, and in a panicked and even anxious tone, she asked He Xi to go to the Imperial Household Department immediately to pick out some of the finest silks and fabrics.

In fact, I did prepare a lot of things for my child when I was pregnant, but those things were all made according to the size of a normal full-term baby.

My child is only six months old now, and his body must be the same as those kittens and puppies. The clothes I originally prepared will definitely not fit him.

He Xi said that the reason why she had a miscarriage that day was because the pregnancy-stabilizing medicine sent by Song contained some strychnine. Although the strychnine was poisonous, fortunately the amount was not large.

So even though I had a miscarriage, there was nothing wrong with me or the fetus in my belly.

It's just that Song's child was pitiful. He was almost full-term, but was stillborn. It's really sad.

Maybe this is also a kind of retribution.

Whenever He Xi mentioned Song, who was currently imprisoned in Qixiang Palace, she would grit her teeth and say:

"This is what evil deeds will bring!"

Her tone was full of anger and satisfaction, and she seemed very satisfied with what happened to the Song family.

After all, Song and Yehenara were the only two pregnant concubines in the harem at the time, so the overt and covert rivalries between them would only increase, not decrease.

Song had done many excessive things to Yehenara, which made He Xi feel angry. However, her master was not a person who liked to stir up trouble, so he always asked her to be patient, saying that she should not cause trouble for the emperor and the queen.

Now that she saw that the Song family had received the punishment they deserved, He Xi would naturally feel very happy.

Although Yihuan also felt resentment towards the Song family, she also felt a little sorry and distressed. However, she felt sorry for the child who had not yet been born.

Fortunately, God favored her and allowed her ninth prince to be born safely.

On the second day after Yihuan gave birth, the emperor, who had disappeared for a long time, finally came to Chuxiu Palace to see Yihuan who had just given birth.

This was the first time the emperor had set foot in Chuxiu Palace, and Yihuan was so excited that she could hardly contain herself. She heard the emperor's familiar voice, and her heart was filled with anticipation and joy.

She subconsciously wanted to get out of bed and greet the emperor. She couldn't wait to tell the emperor everything about their Ninth Prince, so that the emperor could know more about their Ninth Prince. She even forgot that she had just given birth and was still very weak.

"Your Majesty! You have come to see me. Yesterday, I sent someone to inquire about how the Ninth Prince is doing in the Prince Shen's mansion. I heard that the wife is very attentive. When the Ninth Prince was just born, he didn't cry, but now he can eat some rice porridge! I believe that it won't be long before our Ninth Prince will be able to recover like a normal baby!"

The emperor looked at Yihuan, whose face still had some yellow spots after giving birth, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. Ever since Yihuan gave birth, he had been using the excuse of being busy with state affairs, so he had never come to Chuxiu Palace to see Yihuan.

When yellow spots first appeared on Yihuan's face, the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital said that it might be because Yihuan was pregnant that caused these yellow spots. However, now he sees that the yellow spots are no different from before.

Ever since the emperor entered the room, Yihuan's beautiful eyes have remained on the emperor, unwilling to move away for even a second, so the emperor's little movements when looking at the yellow spots on her face were naturally seen by Yihuan.

Yihuan couldn't help but feel bitter and wronged, and tears almost burst out of her eyes. She tried hard to control her emotions, but deep down she felt extremely lost and sad.

She couldn't help but think of the good times she had spent with the emperor, when he was very caring and doting on her. However, now, the emperor's eyes seemed to no longer be focused on her as before, but on other concubines. This made Yihuan a little jealous sometimes, but more often Yihuan also silently reminded herself to understand the overall situation.

Yihuan helplessly covered the yellow spots on her face with a handkerchief, but the handkerchief only covered the left half of her face, leaving the right half exposed.

For a while, Yi Huan couldn't hide it at all, and it even made it more obvious. . .

The emperor noticed Yihuan's busy hands behind him from the corner of his eye, and urged Yihuan to come forward with some impatience. In the past, when the emperor was alone with Yihuan, his temper was exceptionally good, but now he didn't know what was going on. Perhaps he was a little sad about the child who died at birth.

After all, the emperor is no longer the same as he was when he was young, and his physical fitness is naturally not as good as before. If he wants to have a child, he still needs to put in some effort.

"Shu Guiren, you have now given birth to the Ninth Prince for me. After a while, when your body has recovered, I will have the Ministry of Internal Affairs begin to prepare for your promotion ceremony and confer you the title of Shu Fei. This will also be regarded as the fulfillment of our friendship for so many years."

Yihuan lowered her head and pursed her lips. Her ears gradually turned slightly red, like a ripe apple. Her eyes were slightly lowered, revealing a hint of shyness and nervousness.

Although she has given birth to a child with the emperor, every time the emperor gets close to her, she still feels a little shy like a young girl in love.

After a long while, she finally spoke softly:

"Your Majesty, I was originally just a noble. If I were to be canonized directly, wouldn't it be a bit against the rules? I only wish to be with Your Majesty forever. I don't care what my status is."

The emperor was very satisfied with Yihuan's humble attitude. The impatience on his face suddenly disappeared. He looked at Yihuan, who was a little reserved at the moment, with a warm look and comforted her softly,

"If I say you are worthy, then you are worthy. I am the emperor of the Qing Dynasty and I want to confer a title on you. It is not a big deal for you to go from a noble lady to a concubine. Even the queen has no objection to this, so there is naturally no question of whether it is in accordance with the rules or not. Yihuan, you should take good care of yourself during this period. When our Ninth Prince is well enough, I will personally give him a name. What do you think?"...

Yihuan has always been obedient to the emperor. She will never oppose any of the emperor's proposals. Even if the emperor says something wrong, Yihuan will never take the initiative to refute the emperor's face. . .

In her mind, the emperor was omnipotent and the best and most perfect man in the world. Her admiration and respect for the emperor was beyond words, and could even be said to be blind.

"Yes, Yihuan will listen to the emperor. The emperor has to deal with state affairs every day, which is very hard. He doesn't need to worry about our Ninth Prince every day. In Yihuan's mind, as long as the emperor is well, the concubine and the Ninth Prince will be extremely happy."

The smile between the emperor's eyebrows, which were as light as distant mountains, finally softened a little. His voice was faint, as if it was blown away in the air by the wind, and the listeners felt that it was not real. , . .

"You are so thoughtful. It's getting late today, you should take a rest first. I will come to see you when you are well again."...

When the emperor came to Chuxiu Palace today, he originally wanted to spend more time with Yihuan, but Yihuan was now immersed in the joy of giving birth to a child safely. Among the ten sentences she said to the emperor, almost five or six were about the Ninth Prince eating too much, or hearing from others that the Ninth Prince had gained some weight.

Yihuan looked longingly at the emperor whose back she could no longer see. Although she felt a little empty inside, the emperor's words about promoting her to Shufei kept echoing in her mind. She felt that the emperor still treated her a little differently.

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The emperor did not go to the harem that night, but chose to spend the entire night alone in the Yangxin Palace, meditating.

No one could know how he felt every time he was alone with Yehenara. In the entire palace, the only one who knew the truth was probably his confidant Qi Ru.

He didn't even reveal a word to his own queen...

Whenever Yehenara met me, she would always excitedly dance and describe to me the current situation of the Ninth Prince, who was now being raised in the Prince Shen's Mansion, which she had sent people to inquire about. But what she didn't know was,

Her real child had died of lack of oxygen at birth, and the one being raised under her name was actually the Song family’s child. . .

Although the child was still breathing when he was born, with the tacit approval of the emperor, the imperial doctors did not treat the child in time, otherwise he might have survived for a few more days. . . .

Although I have never mentioned the rumors about the Yehenara family in front of them, it does not mean that I don't mind.

You have to know that I am the emperor of the Qing Dynasty and have been sitting on this dragon throne for many years. If I am not careful and cautious in everything, I may not be able to live to tomorrow. . .

So when the news came out that Song and Yehenara were both pregnant, I had already started to make some plans in my mind. . .

Fortunately, everything is going smoothly now. However, every time I see Yihuan's eyes full of true love for me, I still feel a little bit reluctant.

In fact, he knew it better than anyone else. Although Yehenara of Chuxiu Palace was sent to the palace by his mother, she was truly devoted to him.

If you want to blame someone, blame her for being from the Yehe... Nara clan. But now, the child with the Yehe... Nara clan's blood has already been sent away and buried by me. I will compensate Yihuan in the future...

As long as he didn't say anything about this matter, no one in the harem would know about it. After all, if Qi Ru dared to reveal even a little bit, he would have to consider whether he could bear the consequences of having his entire family executed.