Rebirth: Ruyi goes crazy in the harem

"Lianxin's brother and sister have been controlled by a distant relative of mine. If she could be more ruthless, she would be a good knife.

Your Majesty, you can keep it for use when necessary." Madam Fucha said indifferently.

Fu Cha Langya was a little surprised, "Mother, Lian Xin's brother and sister are already good citizens. What you are doing is like house arrest."

"So what? Madam, those who achieve great things do not care about small details. As long as your hands are clean, it's fine.

Fucha and these humble servants will only be your helpers."

Mrs. Fucha said nonchalantly.

Under the instigation of Madam Fucha, Fucha Langya finally nodded, with a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes.

But they didn't notice that what they just said had been heard clearly by Lianxin who was hiding behind the screen.

Lian Xin's heart was filled with sadness and self-mockery. Her loyal master was still thinking about how to squeeze out the last bit of her usefulness.

After lunch, Lady Fucha and Fucha Langya went to Xiefang Palace together to visit the second prince.

The second prince Yonglian's illness has been brought under control, and he still goes to the study every day to read and practice calligraphy.

Fu Cha Langya showed her loving motherly attitude, sitting next to Yonglian and teaching him to read "Ming Tang Poetry" word by word.

"In Zhaoming Hall, Mingtang Kongyang.

The worship of the Holy Emperor is solemn and magnificent.

God’s feast, five times of feasting.

Who is his match? Emperor Guangwu of the Tang Dynasty.

All people in the world have their own duties.

I wish you a happy and blessed life..."

As Yonglian was reading, he suddenly started coughing uncontrollably. Fucha Langya quickly put down the book in her hand and gently patted Yonglian on the back.

"Yonglian, it's okay."

Yonglian drank some tea and finally stopped coughing.

He looked at Fu Cha Langya and said aggrievedly, "Madam, there are many words on this "Selected Poems of Zhaoming" that I, your son, cannot recognize."

Fucha Langya didn't care about this, she just said, "So the Queen Mother is slowly teaching you. Yonglian, your father loves poetry the most, you must learn to write poetry."

Mrs. Fucha looked at Yonglian's pitiful appearance and felt a little sad. "Empress, the second prince's illness has not yet recovered. He should not be overworked. How about..."

Fucha Langya interrupted Madam Fucha and said, "Mother, I am very distressed. But during the days when Yonglian was ill, he fell behind in his studies compared to Yonghuang.

As a prince, Yonglian can no longer practice martial arts, riding and shooting, so he must not neglect his studies. "

Yonglian said sensibly, "I will listen to what the Empress Dowager says."

Before leaving the palace, Madam Fucha did not forget to hold Fucha Langya's hand and warned her, "Your Majesty, if the legitimate son is sick and weak, the other sons and their mother will be restless.

The emperor might also be afraid that the child would be difficult to raise, so he considered making someone else the crown prince.

Your Majesty, you must be strict with your subordinates in the harem and don't let your concubines and illegitimate children have any improper thoughts."

Fu Cha Langya nodded and said, "Hui Bin's eldest son is easier to deal with. Hui Bin is stupid, and it would be easy for her to spoil the child.

It’s just that Concubine Xian’s belly is a variable. If it’s a princess, it’s fine, but if it’s a prince, you can’t blame me for being cruel.”

The crystal curtain moves in the breeze, and the whole yard is filled with the fragrance of roses.

It was hot in midsummer, and Ruyi had recently become quite fond of the pink and purple roses. Huaping specially asked for a large number of them from the greenhouse and transplanted them to the Yanxi Palace.

It’s a pity that these flowers attract insects. In order to avoid being bitten by insects, Ruyi can only appreciate them through the window.

Fortunately, there was no need to avoid the scent of flowers, so Ruyi leaned on the sandalwood chaise longue, enjoying the breeze and the fragrance of flowers, and embroidered a bellyband for her unborn baby stitch by stitch in the house.

In the afternoon, the emperor made a surprise visit and brought with him several names drafted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Usually, after the child is born, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will ask the Cabinet to propose a name. Why was it sent so early this time?" Ruyi was a little confused.

The emperor smiled and said, "The people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs know how to read my expression. They know that I attach great importance to this child. So they asked the cabinet to draft a name in advance. Now, I have come to you. Ruyi, let's take a look together."

Ruyi smiled sweetly and sat down on the couch with the emperor.

The emperor pointed to the wooden plaque with words on it and said, "This prince has three names, all with the character Yong, with the character for jade on the side. Yongcheng, Yongqing, and Yongjue.

There are two names for the princess, Jingying and Jingfu. Which one do you think is better?"

No matter which one it is, it’s better than the name of Jingsi, the fifth princess born to Ruyi in her previous life.

Ruyi still remembers that in her previous life, after she gave birth to the weak fifth princess with great difficulty, the emperor named the fifth princess Jingsi after a rhinoceros.

This good girl not only failed to fulfill the emperor's wish and grow into a strong little rhinoceros, but was eventually scared to death by a mad dog.

If she were to live her life over again, Ruyi would definitely take good care of her children and never let them get hurt again.

Her children not only need to grow up healthily and die peacefully, but also live a happy, prosperous, long and fulfilling life.

The names on the tray are all very auspicious and nice. Ruyi thought for a moment, leaned into the emperor's arms, and said, "I like the princess. The princess is so considerate.

The word "Ying" means perfection. I hope my future little princess can live a happy life without any regrets, so I will choose Jingying."

"It's a good name. However, I prefer the prince you give birth to for me." The emperor said jokingly.

"If it is a prince, then I will wait until I give birth to him and then ask the emperor to give him a name.

I feel like I'm carrying a sweet princess in my belly, and I don't want to disappoint the emperor in vain." Ruyi said coquettishly.

The emperor smiled and tapped Ruyi's nose, "It's good for a daughter. You're going to be a mother soon, how can you still be so naughty?"

The emperor couldn't help feeling emotional when he looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, whose face remained as beautiful as ever and blushing.

Ruyi keenly noticed the emperor's change and quickly pushed him to Hailan's room.

It was already late summer, and Ruyi was nearly eight months pregnant.

As the heirs in the palace died one after another, the emperor paid more attention to his only three remaining princes and the child in Ruyi's belly.

Therefore, the emperor allowed Ruyi's mother, Langjia, to enter the palace to accompany her.

After two lifetimes, Ruyi saw her mother standing in front of her alive again, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

Langjia was gentle and kind by nature. She wore a dark blue court dress for women of noble birth, which was decent but not luxurious.

Now, Lang Jia has no gray hair and only a few thin and shallow wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but she is still charming.

Just as Lang Jia was about to kneel down, Ruyi held her back. "Mother, let's go inside and talk."

After entering the inner hall of Yanx Palace, Ruyi dismissed the servants around her, turned around and hugged Lang Jia tightly.

At this moment, Ruyi no longer cared about the rules and etiquette, or the hierarchy between the emperor and his subjects. She threw herself directly into Lang Jia's arms, suppressing her voice and sobbing.

At this time, Ruyi is no longer the noble and aloof queen in her previous life, nor is she the cold-hearted favorite concubine in this new life.

She was like a frustrated girl, seeking comfort in the warm embrace of her mother.