GBP Chapter 34 Noble Lady Fucha, Phoenix Soaring 34
Chapter 34 Noble Lady Fucha, Phoenix Soaring 34
Thinking of this, the Empress frowned. This lowly noblewoman whom she had once looked down upon...
Is she now going to just watch as Consort Shu becomes her biggest threat?
No, she would never allow such a thing to happen.
At this moment, the Empress's gaze turned to Zhen Huan on the other side.
Zhen Huan was chatting and laughing with several imperial relatives and noblewomen, her demeanor elegant and graceful, showing no regard for the Empress.
Originally, such an important and respectable event as entertaining relatives and noblewomen should have been presided over and organized by the esteemed Empress.
But now, this Zhen Huan has overstepped her bounds and stolen the limelight.
The Empress's face grew increasingly gloomy, and her dissatisfaction with Zhen Huan intensified.
At this moment, the image of that person she deeply hated seemed to appear before the Empress's eyes—her dear sister Rouze.
Back then, when Rouze appeared, she was like a dazzling light, instantly stealing all of her husband's favor, power, and status.
Now, Zhen Huan's favor with the emperor is in no way inferior to that of Rou Ze back then!
"Kill her! You must kill her!"
The words echoed incessantly in the Empress's mind, each one filled with endless hatred and murderous intent.
Fucha Peiyun clearly saw the Empress's murderous gaze shift from her to Zhen Huan.
Today, Zhen Huan can be said to be full of pride and satisfaction, skillfully maneuvering among the imperial relatives and wives.
Little did they know that some people already hated him to the core.
Of the concubines present, how many were not extremely jealous of Zhen Huan?
But was Zhen Huan truly unaware of all this?
Perhaps she's pretending not to know. After all, there's a saying that goes:
"A mediocre person is one who is not envied."
With Zhen Huan's self-proclaimed intelligence and wisdom, how could she not have noticed these things?
However, perhaps she was too confident, or even a little too arrogant.
Fucha Peiyun secretly regretted coming to watch the play today.
However, if she were to leave halfway through, it would likely cause a lot of trouble.
It would be bad if any gossip started to spread.
Especially if it were said that Consort Shu stormed out of jealousy because the Emperor was celebrating Consort Wan's birthday, that would be even more troublesome.
Fortunately, the banquet soon moved on to the next segment.
With a smile on his face, the chubby orange figure stood up first and led the group away from where they stood.
The chubby orange cat held Zhen Huan's hand, and the other concubines followed closely behind them.
Fucha Peiyun knew perfectly well why the fat orange cat wanted to take Zhen Huan there.
But she wasn't interested in it at all and just lazily followed behind.
As I walked, my gaze inadvertently fell upon something not far ahead.
The wife of Prince Dun was also walking slowly, and her pace was noticeably slow.
When they got a little closer, they saw that the Princess Consort of Prince Dun had spotted them and quickly stopped in her tracks.
Prince Dun's wife bowed slightly in preparation for the ceremony.
"This humble servant greets Your Highness, Consort Shu."
Seeing this, Fucha Peiyun reached out to stop the Princess Consort of Prince Dun from bowing, and said with concern:
"Princess Consort of Prince Dun, please excuse your formalities. You are not feeling well, so there is no need for you to be so polite in greeting me."
Upon hearing this, the wife of Prince Dun showed gratitude and softly replied:
"This humble servant thanks Your Highness, Consort Shu, for your kindness."
Fucha Peiyun looked the pale-faced Princess Consort of Prince Dun up and down.
After pondering for a while, Fucha Peiyun finally couldn't help but ask:
"I wonder if you, my lady, have suffered from a heart ailment since birth?"
Seeing your complexion like this is truly worrying!
As soon as she finished speaking, she sighed softly, seemingly filled with worry about the health of the Prince Dun's wife.
Upon hearing this, the wife of Prince Dun gave a bitter smile, then sighed deeply and said:
"I do often experience unbearable, sharp pains in my heart..."
Upon hearing this, Fucha Peiyun's heart skipped a beat; she felt angina, a condition not difficult to treat.
Then, with a mysterious smile, she hinted:
"I happen to have a very precious pill here, which is said to be quite effective in treating this kind of illness. Perhaps it can relieve the princess's heartache."
Prince Fuge, Fucha Peiyun, believed her words without question.
Upon hearing this, a look of delight flashed in the eyes of Prince Dun's wife, and she quickly said:
"Your Highness, could you please have mercy and give this medicine to me?"
"As long as my illness can be cured, Your Majesty, whatever you require, I will do my utmost to fulfill your request!"
As she spoke, she looked at Fucha Peiyun with a sincere expression.
Seeing this, Fucha Peiyun smiled slightly, gently extended her right hand, and tenderly held the hands of Prince Dun's wife.
Then, without making a sound, he took out a small, exquisite porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to the wife of Prince Dun.
The wife of Prince Dun readily accepted the porcelain vase and tucked it into her sleeve.
Then, filled with gratitude, she smiled at Fucha Peiyun and said softly:
"Thank you, Consort Shu."
At that moment, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle. The two walked side by side, chatting and laughing along the way, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the place where Big Fat Orange and the others were.
Everyone looked up at the sky and saw colorful kites flying everywhere, as magnificent and beautiful as a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.
Upon seeing such a magnificent sight, Zhen Huan couldn't help but smile with extraordinary joy.
Her beautiful eyes curved into crescent shapes, and her face was filled with a happy smile.
Meanwhile, the chubby orange cat on the side smiled, expressing great satisfaction with the seventeenth brother's excellent work ability.
However, Fucha Peiyun, standing in the crowd, vaguely sensed that the top of the big orange dog's head seemed to be slowly turning green.
Fucha Peiyun thought
From now on, Big Fat Orange will be even more grateful for Old Seventeen's "ability to get things done".
After all, Prince Guo successfully gifted a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, to the chubby orange.
The big, fat orange dog was truly something else, making all the concubines in the palace, along with the emperor and his relatives, watch him and Zhen Huan show off their affection.
Fucha Peiyun glanced at the group, noting the contrast between those smiling happily and those looking utterly dejected; the difference was immediately apparent.
After flying the kite, the chubby orange cat carefully held Zhen Huan's soft little hand.
The two walked side by side, passing together through the strangely shaped, jaggedly rocky artificial mountain.
They chatted and laughed along the way, enjoying this rare and heartwarming moment.
After walking a few steps, the view suddenly opened up before them, revealing a pool of crystal-clear water.
The pond was filled with emerald green lotus leaves, like tiny umbrellas spread out, crowded together and layered upon each other.
And those delicate, vibrant lotus flowers peeked out from between these "green umbrellas."
Some are still in bud, like shy young girls;
Some are already in full bloom, their petals as white as snow, and their tender yellow stamens exuding a delicate fragrance that is intoxicating.
The lotus flowers in the pond complement each other, creating a beautiful and breathtaking scene.
Just as the two were enjoying the beautiful scenery, suddenly, a melodious flute melody, like a gentle breeze, brushed past their ears.
"Listen, Phoenix Soaring! What an elegant flute sound!" said the chubby orange.
Accompanied by this moving melody, Prince Guo, holding a long flute, played "Phoenixes Flying" and walked gracefully towards them.
He wore a moon-white robe, its sleeves fluttering, his posture upright like a pine tree, and his every move exuded a refined and elegant demeanor.
A gentle breeze ruffled his hair, adding to his dashing and unrestrained air.
That handsome face, those deep eyes, and that faint smile at the corner of his mouth...
All of this made him look like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting, otherworldly and captivating.
The contrast between the chubby orange cat's face and its plump features is quite striking.
All I can say is that the big fat orange cat is too carefree.
Zhen Huan tilted her head slightly, gazing into the distance with a distant look, and parted her lips slightly:
"Phoenixes soaring together, their harmonious cries ringing out; husband and wife living in harmony and love—this is the dream that every woman in the world cherishes most!"
Her voice was soft and melodious, as if carrying a hint of sadness and expectation.
The chubby orange cat stared at the beautiful woman before him, a complex expression flashing in its eyes.
He slowly opened his mouth and asked:
"So, has your dream come true at this moment?"
His voice was deep and magnetic, captivating all who heard it.
Zhen Huan smiled shyly and gazed tenderly at the chubby orange.
When the chubby orange cat, beaming with smiles, led Zhen Huan and Prince Guo to stand side by side...
Fucha Peiyun, who witnessed this scene from the crowd, found it utterly ridiculous and secretly chuckled.
But he couldn't afford to burst out laughing on the spot, so he could only desperately suppress his laughter.
Her pretty face turned bright red, and she almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.
At this moment, the sharp-eyed Princess Consort of Prince Dun noticed Fucha Peiyun's strange expression and couldn't help but look puzzled.
Princess Consort of Prince Dun looked at Fucha Peiyun with curiosity, as if she wanted to ask her what was going on.
After noticing the gaze cast towards her by the wife of Prince Dun,
Fucha Peiyun quickly composed herself, as she was losing control of her emotions.
She smiled gently and said softly, "If Your Highness doesn't mind, why don't you come with me for a walk over there?"
Upon hearing this, Princess Consort of Prince Dun was slightly taken aback, and then said...
"It is truly an honor for me to receive Your Majesty's invitation!"
With that, he followed closely behind Fucha Peiyun and left the spot together.
Fucha Peiyun and the wife of Prince Dun walked slowly, with their maids and nannies following behind.
As they walked, the wife of Prince Dun suddenly asked, "Isn't Consort Shu about to give birth?"
Fucha Peiyun gently stroked her high, protruding belly.
Her eyes shone with maternal love as she smiled and replied:
"Yes, there are only about two months left."
The Princess Consort of Prince Dun nodded, then inquired with concern:
"I wonder if Your Highness has prepared the midwives and wet nurses?"
After all, production is a matter of utmost importance, and we must not be negligent in the slightest.
Fucha Peiyun replied, "Don't worry, Madam, the Fucha family will make all the arrangements."
At that time, the most experienced and skilled midwives and wet nurses will be selected and sent to the palace.
To deliver my baby and take care of the child's daily needs.
Upon hearing this, the wife of Prince Dun smiled with satisfaction and said softly:
"That's wonderful, that's wonderful... I hope Your Majesty will be able to give birth to a royal heir smoothly this time, so that the royal family can continue to prosper."