GBP Chapter 241 Leaving the Palace
Chapter 241 Leaving the Palace
An Lingrong sat back on the couch, picked up the embroidery frame, and tried to begin embroidering. However, the needle seemed to have a mind of its own, constantly poking her fingers. She frowned, feeling irritated but unable to vent. She sighed deeply and set the embroidery frame aside.
He then called Xiao Luzi over and said, "Take some silver and go to the prison to look after Master Zhen and make sure no one murders him."
"Yes!"
After Xiao Luzi left, An Lingrong stood up and walked to the corridor, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky.
Liu Zhu picked up a cloak and gently put it on her.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Shi hurried back to report: "Your Majesty, Concubine Wan has just returned to Suiyuxuan and she has started bleeding. She is now in labor."
"Explore again."
Turning around, she saw Liu Zhu serving beside her. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
"Liuzhu, go back to Suiyuxuan!" An Lingrong's voice was gentle.
The time since Liu Zhu's death in her previous life has passed, so she should be out of danger!
Liu Zhu took a step forward, her voice choked with sobs: "My Lady!"
An Lingrong said with a smile, "Sister Zhen is about to give birth and needs help. Go and help! Let Juqing come in and serve!"
"Yes!" Liu Zhu turned to leave, but suddenly turned back and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Thank you very much, Madam, for your care these days!"
"Okay Liuzhu, go quickly!" An Lingrong waved her hand.
After a while, Xiao Shi came back trotting, reporting with a happy face: "Your Majesty, Concubine Wan has given birth to a daughter."
"I understand. You can take a rest!" An Lingrong waved her hand.
It’s just like in the drama. If that’s the case, let’s just let nature take its course!
At some point, the heavy snow began to tire, its force gradually fading. The once impenetrable white curtain began to thin out. After a while, the snow slowly stopped, like the curtain suddenly falling from a lively play.
When the servants in the palace saw that the snow had stopped, they all started working with shovels and brooms.
An Lingrong sat quietly on the couch, watching the servants sweep the snow intently. Her fingers unconsciously traced the armrests, her thoughts drifting away. The wisps of smoke from the incense burner beside her lingered around her, adding a touch of mystery and melancholy.
As the sky gradually darkened, the palace walls stood silently in the night, their cold bricks and stones gleaming faintly, the remnants of the snow that had accumulated during the day.
A piece of snow slid down from the top of the wall, and with a "puff" sound, it broke the bottomless silence.
An Lingrong raised her head, and a familiar figure finally appeared in her eyes.
Shen Meizhuang's eyes were red, and her face was filled with fatigue. An Lingrong didn't ask any more questions. She stood up and took off her cloak, then pulled her to sit on the soft couch. She handed her a warm hand warmer, then picked up a cup of tea at the perfect temperature and gently passed it to her lips.
After she had warmed up a bit, Shen Meizhuang spoke with difficulty: "Huan'er... wants to leave the palace and go to... Ganlu Temple!"
An Lingrong didn't say anything, but just sat quietly beside her, her eyes revealing a complex emotion of regret, helplessness, and a barely perceptible sense of relief.
Shen Meizhuang's voice trembled like a leaf drifting in the wind: "Rong'er, can you go and persuade her?"
Her tear-stained face turned towards An Lingrong, her eyes filled with a last glimmer of hope, and her hands tightly grasped the corner of An Lingrong's clothes.
"Sister, if I could persuade her, things wouldn't have come to this point." An Lingrong shook her head, her expression gloomy.
Shen Meizhuang's tears fell.
"Alas!" An Lingrong sighed, sat down beside her, gently put her arm around her shoulders and said, "It might be a good thing for her to leave the palace and get away from this sad place. The world is vast, and there's no place like this where you can be freer."
You can also fall in love and have a baby!
Listening to An Lingrong's words, Shen Meizhuang's sobbing gradually subsided. Slowly coming to her senses, she murmured to herself, "Yes, yes, it would be nice to live a peaceful life outside the palace."
After saying this, Shen Meizhuang continued, "Huan'er has already reported to the Emperor. You will be the one raising Princess Longyue."
She is sitting at home and a baby is born. What should she do? She doesn’t want to raise a child!
Diapers, milk powder, toys, early education, how much does this cost!
That's not right? This is the palace, and the maids and nannies are in charge of everything! Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pat her forehead lightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then raise it!
An Lingrong said no more. She walked to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote a list before handing it to Shen Meizhuang. "Since she has decided to leave the palace, let's make some preparations!"
Shen Meizhuang took it, looked at it, and said, "Xiao Shi, go find the head steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!"
After receiving the message, Zhao Yingjiu did not dare to delay for a moment and rushed to Yonghe Palace. He looked even more anxious than if the emperor had summoned him.
After arriving at Yonghe Palace and completing the formalities, Zhao Yingjiu took the list, glanced at it, and said respectfully, "Your Majesties, these are very common items. The Imperial Household Department has them. I wonder when your Majesties will request them."
"Ready in two days."
"The slave obeys the order."
An Lingrong said, "These expenses can be deducted directly from the allowance for Yonghe Palace, but everything must be of the best quality."
"Slave understands!"
After finishing the business, An Lingrong asked, "You went from Supervisor of the Guangchusi Department to General Manager of the Imperial Household Department in less than half a year. I'm afraid many people in the Imperial Household Department are dissatisfied. Are you doing things smoothly?"
Zhao Yingjiu bowed again before replying, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. You two have helped me reach this position, and I am filled with gratitude. However, the rest depends on my ability. I will do my best to live up to your expectations. If I still fail, it will be my own fault. I cannot bear to burden you with any more worries and troubles."
An Lingrong nodded. "You're quite right. So, then, show off your abilities, but don't let Sister Mei and I down. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just tell us. We won't stand idly by and will help you if we can."
"Thank you, my ladies!"
After Zhao Yingjiu left, An Lingrong asked again, "Sister, where is Doctor Wen now?"
Shen Meizhuang shook her head: "I don't know either. What you mean is..."
"The Emperor has ordered that Master Zhen and his family be exiled to Ningguta. The journey will be difficult. Imperial Physician Wen is responsible for promoting penicillin. He can travel freely throughout the Qing Dynasty. We need him to arrange things along the way, otherwise Master Zhen may not arrive safely."
"Okay, I'll write a letter to my mother and ask her to send someone to find Doctor Wen."
After doing all this, An Lingrong thought about it carefully again, and felt relieved when she felt that nothing was missing.
On the evening of the second day, Shen Meizhuang returned to Yonghe Palace holding a swaddling baby, followed by Xiao Yunzi and several maids.
An Lingrong took it and looked at the baby inside.
She looked like a newly born angel, her cheeks rosy and tender, the most delicate hue imbued with youthful energy. Her eyes were tightly closed, her long, curled lashes clinging to her lids like little fans, occasionally fluttering as if she were dreaming a sweet dream. Her delicate nose twitched slightly, each breath carrying a new rhythm. Her lips were as red as a cherry, her pout occasionally moving. She was small, curled up, yet possessed an irresistible allure, radiating a pure and captivating light.
The third daughter of Emperor Yongzheng, named Wanwan, was given the title Princess Longyue.
An Lingrong looked at the cute little baby and said to herself, since you and I are destined to be together, I will definitely protect you!