A Crossover of Film and Television: Miao Miao's Life Transmigration

Chapter 197 The Legend of Zhen Huan, Consort Qi 10

Zhen Huan rose in surprise, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, I am still inexperienced."

Yixiu smiled. It seemed that Zhen Huan held a greater place in the Emperor's heart. She had originally thought that Zhuaerjia Wenyuan was beautiful enough to rival Zhen Huan, but now it seemed that it was better to get rid of Zhen Huan first and then deal with Zhuaerjia Wenyuan later.

After all, she's still seven months pregnant, so we can look for another opportunity.

"It's not a matter of seniority. Consort Wan is of outstanding virtue and should naturally be made a concubine. However, Consort Wan has only been in the palace for a short time and has no children yet. If she gives birth to a prince in the future, it would be a great honor to make her a concubine." Yi Xiu's eyes were indifferent, but a perfectly timed smile appeared on her lips.

The Emperor wanted to further promote Consort Wan by bestowing her the title of Imperial Concubine, and also because Consort Wan resembled Chun Yuan and was very much to his liking.

"It's alright, let's make Consort Wan a concubine. The second day of the second lunar month is an auspicious day. We can promote her to a higher rank along with Consort Jin then." The Emperor looked at Zhen Huan with a faint smile.

Zhen Huan finally came to her senses and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, Empress, for your kindness."

Yixiu looked unwell; despite all her words, she couldn't stop Zhen Huan from being made a concubine.

"Congratulations on your wedding, sister." An Lingrong snapped out of her daze and immediately maintained her relationship with Zhen Huan, offering her congratulations.

The Emperor glanced at An Lingrong and said, "You're in such a hurry to congratulate Consort Wan, how do you know you're not pregnant? Let's promote Consort An to Consort An, and promote them both."

An Lingrong smiled broadly and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty the Empress, thank you, sister."

"Congratulations, sister," Zhen Huan said.

Seeing that the Emperor had made up his mind and knew that she couldn't stop him, Yixiu said the next thing: "Your Majesty, I have something else to say to you today. I didn't know that it's almost New Year's Eve, and after that comes the Lantern Festival. How does Your Majesty wish to spend this year's Lantern Festival?"

Speaking of this, the Emperor thought of Wen Yuan, that little girl, who said she wanted to eat hot pot on New Year's Eve, but Fang Lan wouldn't let her eat it and even threw a little tantrum at him. She's still angry, so it seems he'll have to go and coax her later.

"The Empress Dowager's illness has not yet improved, and I do not wish to be extravagant, so let's keep it simple," the Emperor said.

Yixiu originally wanted to take the opportunity to talk about Zhen Huan's abuse of power and interference in politics in the harem, but it was difficult to say anything with Zhen Huan present.

The Emperor paused for a moment and said, "By the way, Consort Xiang's funeral has passed, and Wen Yi lost her mother at a young age. I plan to find a foster mother for Wen Yi."

After thinking for a while, Yixiu said, "According to the rules of the harem, only those of the rank of Consort or above can raise children. Currently, there are Consort Duan, Consort Jing, Consort Wan, and Consort Jin. Consort Jin is pregnant, and Consort Wan is still young. They will naturally have their own children in the future. So, it seems that only Consort Duan and Consort Jing are left."

Zhen Huan never expected that her trip to Jingren Palace would yield such great results, especially since she had recently promised Consort Duan that she would give it a try for her.

"Your Majesty, I remember Consort Duan showing great affection for Wenyi and often envying Consort Xiang for being able to raise Wenyi." Zhen Huan was truly unprepared; the Emperor hadn't even finished observing the seventh day after Consort Xiang's death when he found a foster mother for Wenyi.

Yi Xiu looked at Zhen Huan with a meaningful expression. She hadn't expected these two women to get involved together. Of course, Yi Xiu couldn't let Zhen Huan succeed.

“Consort Duan is virtuous and kind, and is indeed a good candidate, but Consort Duan is not in good health, and Wenyi is still young, so I’m afraid it’s not a good fit,” Yixiu retorted.

Zhen Huan spoke a few more words with Yi Xiu, mainly praising Consort Duan, but Yi Xiu refuted Zhen Huan's point of view.

The Emperor frowned and said, "Alright, I have thought about this matter. Before Consort Xiang died, she discussed with me the idea of ​​entrusting Wenyi to Consort Jing for upbringing. I have considered it for a long time. Tomorrow, let Wenyi move to Xianfu Palace. I still have memorials to approve, so I will take my leave now."

After saying that, he didn't give Yixiu and Zhenhuan a chance to refute him and got up to leave.

Seeing that the Emperor had made up his mind, Zhen Huan quickly rose and bowed with Yi Xiu and An Lingrong.

On the way back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Emperor was in a bad mood. The women in the harem were only after personal gain. He felt guilty towards Consort Duan, but the fact that she was made a consort was already a favor from him. He never expected her to be so greedy.

Wen Yuan is better. She's simple and straightforward, and being with her isn't tiring at all; in fact, it can be quite enjoyable.

In Xianfu Palace, Su Peisheng brought the Emperor's decree, and Feng Ruozhao could hardly contain her joy.

After Consort Xiang's death, the Emperor never mentioned Wen Yi's matter, so Feng Ruozhao could only wait, occasionally having Hanzhu secretly send some things to Wen Yi.

Now that the imperial decree has arrived, she can raise Wenyi openly and legitimately.

After Su Peisheng left, Feng Ruozhao's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes brightened as if she had found hope for the future.

"Hanzhu, quickly tidy up the side hall of the main hall. We will bring Wenyi to Xianfu Palace later."

"Yes, Your Majesty. After so many years, Your Majesty's wish has finally come true."

In Yanqing Palace, Consort Duan sat on the couch in a daze. She had never had a child in her life and longed for one. Why couldn't the Emperor grant her wish?

Jixiang comforted her, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. You're still not fully recovered."

Consort Duan sneered: "I never expected the Emperor to be so heartless..."

Jixiang looked around anxiously. The Empress was usually very calm, so why was she so out of control this time and said such treasonous things? What if someone heard her?

Consort Duan pondered the crucial relationship between them. Consort Xiang was a clever woman. Before she died, she said that the Emperor had intended to choose a foster mother for Wen Yi. She and Consort Jing were the best choices, but Consort Xiang chose Consort Jing.

"Alright, starting today, Yanqing Palace will be closed. I need to recuperate properly." Consort Duan felt weak all over and increasingly bored. Yanqing Palace was too desolate, so desolate that it was even more frightening.

Feng Ruozhao's wish came true, which ruined Zhen Huan and Consort Duan's plans, and Consort Duan stopped talking to Zhen Huan about the alliance.

After finishing processing the memorials, the Emperor thought that he hadn't seen Consort Jin for a long time, so he took a sedan chair to Chuxiu Palace.

Before they even approached the main hall, the Emperor, standing outside the door, heard Wen Yuan's cheerful laughter. Su Peisheng, sensing the situation, called out, "His Majesty has arrived!"

The fighting inside stopped, and Wen Yuan stood up and bowed to the Emperor: "Greetings to Your Majesty."

"No need for formalities!" The Emperor pulled Wen Yuan to her feet and noticed a smell of cooking pots in the room.

Before the Emperor could even get angry, Wen Yuan gently shook his sleeve and said, "Your Majesty, please don't punish them. It's all because I wanted to eat hot pot."

Wen Yuan acted coquettishly and cutely, which amused the Emperor, who burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha." The Emperor pinched Wen Yuan's little face, unable to resist.

Once Wen Yuan realized what was happening, she immediately understood that the Emperor was teasing her. She glared at him, her puffed-up cheeks making her even more adorable.

"Alright, I didn't tell you not to eat. It's just that you're pregnant, so I told you to eat less. Alright, come and eat the hot pot," the Emperor said softly.

We can't tease this little girl anymore; if she gets angry, it'll be hard to appease her.

When food was mentioned, Wen Yuan's eyes sparkled with joy, her eyebrows curved into a smile, and she pouted slightly, saying softly, "Alright, for the sake of the pot."

Su Peisheng and Jingfu, with their keen eye, served food to the Emperor and Consort Jin.