flstandardbreds Chapter 256 Consort Fucha
Chapter 256 Consort Fucha
Was her meeting with that person also under Empress Fucha's watchful eye?
Won't she implicate that person?
Zhen Yurao's face grew paler and paler. She bit her lip tightly, and a hint of panic and unease flashed in her eyes.
She didn't know how to face this sudden change, and her heart was filled with fear and helplessness.
Seeing Zhen Yu Rao in a daze, Zhen Huan became even more worried and quickly called out:
"Yu Rao, Yu Rao?"
Zhen Yurao came to her senses and, seeing Zhen Huan's concerned gaze, felt her fear lessen slightly.
Zhen Huan pulled Zhen Yu Rao into her arms and whispered:
"Yu Rao, don't be afraid, your sister is here for you. Your sister will not let anything happen to you."
Zhen Yurao suddenly came to her senses. "Sister, Empress Fucha knows what we've been doing."
Why didn't she stop us?
Zhen Huan nodded. "Because it's good for them, mother and son. The Sixth Prince has grown up."
Zhen Yurao frowned, her eyes filled with resentment:
"Are we just supposed to let her control us?"
Sister, I'm not reconciled!
Zhen Huan gently stroked her back and said in a deep voice:
"Yu Rao, we can't act rashly right now."
The best course of action now is to stabilize Empress Fucha's position.
We'll figure out another way.
Zhen Yurao bit her lip, tears glistening in her eyes:
"Sister, you're not well. What if something happens to you..."
Zhen Huan looked at her firmly:
"Yu Rao, your sister knows what she's doing."
You only need to stay in Yanxi Palace and recuperate peacefully; do not make any further rash moves.
Just then, a palace maid's voice came from outside: "Your Highness, Eunuch Su has brought some tonics with him."
Zhen Huan and Zhen Yu Rao exchanged a glance, and Zhen Huan stood up and said:
"Yu Rao, I'll be leaving now. Take good care of yourself."
Zhen Yurao nodded and watched Zhen Huan leave.
She secretly vowed that she would not only take revenge, but also work with her sister to bring down Empress Fucha.
Fucha Peiyun was unaware of the Zhen sisters' plans at the moment.
She is now simply waiting patiently in Kunning Palace for good news.
After giving Zhen Yurao her instructions, Zhen Huan began to focus on her own tasks.
He would visit the Hall of Mental Cultivation every day to accompany the emperor.
Zhen Huan spends her days chatting with the chubby orange tree in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The incident inadvertently brought up the hardships faced by the chubby orange tree during its reign.
Cleverly guiding the chubby orange can help the princes share the burdens of their emperor and father.
"Your Majesty, you have been in power for so many years, working tirelessly for the country. It must have been very tiring."
Your Majesty, I see you look so haggard, it must be so hard for you.
The princes have all grown up; if they could share more of the burdens of their father, you would be able to relax a bit more.
Zhen Huan said softly, her eyes filled with concern.
The chubby orange cat smiled slightly, its small eyes narrowing slightly.
He gently stroked Zhen Huan's hand, his tone tinged with a hint of relief:
"Huanhuan, you are always so sensible. The princes have indeed grown up, and I have also thought about letting them gain more experience."
However, the hearts of people in the imperial court are unpredictable, and I fear that they are too young to handle such complex situations.
Although Big Fat Orange taught Hongchang how to handle government affairs, he still didn't want to relinquish power.
Zhen Huan nodded slightly, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes:
"Fourth Prince, you have always been wise and powerful. Under your guidance, your sons have all become pillars of society."
If we can let them gain experience in some small things...
It can both increase your experience and give you more time to deal with more important matters.
This was also for the sake of the Qing Dynasty's stability and prosperity.
However, what I care about most is Your Majesty's health.
Since Lingxi and Hongzhan passed away, I have been in this world...
"You're the only one left. If anything were to happen to you, I truly wouldn't know what to do."
As Zhen Huan spoke, her eyes reddened slightly, and her voice trembled with a sob.
Seeing this, the chubby orange-haired man's heart softened. He gently took Zhen Huan's hand and comforted her:
"Huanhuan, don't worry, I'm still in good health."
With you by my side caring for me, I will take good care of myself.
As for matters that require the princes to share the burden, your reminder is correct; I will consider it carefully.
The chubby orange cat comforted Zhen Huan, then suddenly thought of the Fourth Prince Hongli.
Is it disrespectful to Zhenhuan, who is his adoptive mother, that Hongli is registered under her name?
He then brought up the matter of having the princes share his burdens again, whether he was genuinely worried about his health or not.
Or does he have ulterior motives?
Zhen Huan noticed that the chubby orange cat's eyes were darting around, as if it were deep in thought, and her heart tightened slightly.
Knowing that he had become suspicious again, I secretly became wary.
Zhen Huan smiled slightly, her tone gentle yet revealing concern:
"Si Lang, your eyes are a little red. Are you tired?"
"Why don't we rest for a while, or perhaps take a golden pill to refresh ourselves?"
The chubby orange cat waved its hand and said, "I'm not tired yet, I don't need the Golden Elixir."
Has Hongli come to pay his respects to you recently?
Zhen Huan was not happy when Da Pang Ju mentioned Hongli.
She didn't like her adopted son Hongli at first, but over the years she gradually came to understand him.
He is insecure, somewhat clever, and ambitious.
If Lingxi and Hongzhan hadn't been indirectly killed by Hongli, perhaps Zhen Huan would have been willing to help him.
When Zhen Huan thought of Lingxi and Hongzhan, she couldn't help but recall the smallpox scourge of that year.
Unconsciously, I began to doubt Fucha Peiyun again.
Why did the smallpox outbreak occur back then, from the Third Prince Hongshi to her Lingxi and Hongzhan?
Unfortunately, her Lingxi and Hongzhan are gone.
The Third Prince Hongshi, the Fourth Prince Hongli, and the Fifth Prince Hongzhou all suffered physical injuries.
Only Fucha Peiyun's sixth son, Hongchang, survived smallpox safely.
Did the Sixth Prince Hongchang really have smallpox back then?
Zhen Huan tried hard to recall what happened back then.
Suddenly, Zhen Huan remembered that it was Wen Shichu who cured the Sixth Prince Hongchang of smallpox.
Wen Shichu would definitely not fabricate a story to deceive the emperor for Fucha Peiyun.
It seems that it was truly fortunate for the Sixth Prince Hongchang to survive smallpox safely back then, especially for him and his mother.
This good luck is truly enviable.
Zhen Huan's thoughts raced through her mind.
Zhen Huan quickly composed herself and replied with a smile:
"Your Majesty, Hongli often comes to pay his respects, which shows he is quite filial."
"That's good then. If he is unfilial, I will definitely teach him a lesson." Big Fat Orange said.
"Which of my sons do you think can share my burdens?"
Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan knew that he was testing her again.
Zhen Huan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"Your Majesty, your princes each have their own strengths and are all pillars of the state."
The Third Prince Hongshi is your eldest son.
Loving siblings, with a childlike heart
The Fourth Prince, Hongli, was filial, sensible, and quite clever.
The Fifth Prince, Hongzhou, was naturally carefree and unconcerned with trivial matters.
Although the sixth prince, Hongchang, was young...
But he was intelligent from a young age, and under your guidance, he was of good character. He also recovered from smallpox and is in good health, which is quite good.
If we're talking about sharing Your Majesty's burdens, I believe they all have the ability; it just depends on how Your Majesty arranges and guides them.
The chubby orange nodded slightly, seemingly lost in thought.
Hongshi was too foolish, Hongli was too deep-thinking, and Hongzhou had no interest in politics.
After counting and comparing, only Hongchang is still useful.
It seems we still need to put more pressure on Hongchang.
As long as he holds the reins of power, Hongchang won't be able to cause any trouble.
Big Fat Orange's gaze swept across Zhen Huan's face, trying to glean some clues from her expression.
Zhen Huan remained calm and quietly awaited his response.
After hearing this, the chubby orange cat nodded slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in its eyes:
"What Huanhuan said makes sense. Hongchang has been a well-behaved and sensible child since he was little."
Having survived smallpox, he has a strong constitution. If he can gain more experience, he might truly achieve great things.
However, I still need to observe carefully, for the hearts of people in the court are unpredictable.
"I cannot easily entrust any important task to any of my princes."
Zhen Huan: "Your Majesty is wise and will naturally make the most correct decision."
Your Majesty, I simply feel that the princes have all grown up, and it would be a blessing for the Qing Dynasty if they could share more of the Emperor's burdens.
Your Majesty, I only hope that you will take good care of your health.
After all, you are the pillar of the Qing Dynasty, and your well-being is crucial to the stability and prosperity of the nation.
Hearing Zhen Huan's words, the chubby orange felt even more pleased.
He gently held Zhen Huan's hand and said with emotion:
"Huanhuan, with you by my side, I feel that this harem is still somewhat warm."
You are always so understanding and considerate of me.
I know you have suffered a lot of injustices over the years, but I have always kept you in my heart.
"Your health isn't good, so you must be careful. I don't want anything to happen to you."
Zhen Huan smiled slightly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes:
"Your Majesty, I am deeply honored to receive such care from you."
Your Majesty, I only wish for good health and peace for the Qing Dynasty.
"As long as I can stay by Your Majesty's side, that will be enough for me."
Zhen Huan's words softened Da Pang Ju's heart even more. He gently patted Zhen Huan's hand and said softly:
"Huanhuan, don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
You too, your health is the most important thing; don't always worry about others.
Zhen Huan smiled slightly, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.
She knew she had to be extra careful and not let the big orange cat notice anything unusual.
She said softly, "Your Majesty, I know you have been working hard on state affairs, and I hope to share some of the burden with you."
"But my health is indeed not as good as before, so I can only do my best for you in these small matters."
The chubby orange cat nodded, its eyes filled with a hint of doting affection:
"Huanhuan, I understand your thoughts."
"If you simply take good care of yourself and stay by my side, that will be the greatest support you can give me."
Zhen Huan lowered her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will take good care of my health."
Your Majesty, I would actually like to perform the Dance of the Startled Swan for you one more time.
Unfortunately, I
Zhen Huan paused slightly, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes, and said softly:
"It's a pity that my health is not as good as before, and I can no longer perform the Dance of the Startled Swan."
The chubby orange patted Zhen Huan's hand and said, "Huan Huan, you can't jump."
As you can see, Su Peisheng went to bring the young lady from the Rouguan Palace to perform the "Dance of the Startled Swan" for Consort Wan. Su Peisheng accepted the order and left.
He soon brought in the gentle lady.
Zhen Huan immediately saw a familiar feeling in this gentle woman.
Feeling nauseous, I had to force myself to watch this gentle woman dance with Big Fat Orange.
The gentle woman bowed gracefully and began to dance.
Her movements were light and graceful, like a wild goose taking flight, and her every gesture had a touch of the elegance of the "Dance of the Startled Swan".
As Zhen Huan watched Rou Guan's dance, her thoughts drifted back to the past.
At that time, she was young and beautiful. Despite being harassed by Consort Hua, she outshone all the other beauties with her stunning dance.
But now, things have changed, and her body is no longer what it used to be.
Big Fat Orange sat to one side, his eyes darting back and forth between Zhen Huan and Rou Guan.
Suddenly, he spoke up: "Huanhuan, does this graceful lady dance with the same flair you had back then?"
Zhen Huan snapped out of her reverie and smiled slightly:
"Your Majesty, her dancing is naturally excellent."
However, everyone has their own unique charm; my stunning dance back then was merely a fleeting moment.
The chubby orange nodded, then turned to the gentle woman and said:
"You danced quite well. Perform for Consort Wan more often in the future to help her relieve her boredom."
Rouguan, a palace maid by birth, dared not have any objections to the high and mighty Consort Wan.
The gentle woman thanked the emperor and continued dancing.
After the gentle lady finished dancing, Zhen Huan seized the opportunity and said...
"Fourth Master, it's getting late, and I should return to Suiyu Pavilion. You should rest early as well."
The chubby orange nodded and said, "Alright, go back and rest well. I'll come see you another day."
Zhen Huan curtsied and then left the Hall of Mental Cultivation with Cui Jinxi.
On the way back, Zhen Huan remained silent, her heart filled with worry.
Cui Jinxi said cautiously, "Your Majesty, you must feel bad about that Rouguan woman performing the Dance of the Startled Swan."
Zhen Huan sneered: "I am a substitute for her, so if it doesn't feel good..."
That would be incredibly foolish. I was merely recalling the spirited and carefree days I spent performing the Dance of the Startled Swan.
Now, however, she is old and her beauty has faded; she is no longer what she once was.
Cui Jinxi wanted to offer more comfort, but Zhen Huan waved her hand, indicating that it wasn't necessary.
After that day, Big Fatty Orange noticed that Hongchang handled the memorials quite well.
Therefore, Big Fat Orange decided to entrust more memorials to Hongchang for processing.
He often kept him by his side and personally taught him the art of being an emperor.
Hongchang was no stranger to these things, because he had learned them when he was a child.
These things were deeply imprinted in his mind and were never forgotten.
Therefore, when the big orange cat began to teach him,
Hongchang was able to quickly understand and apply this knowledge, and he was even more adept at handling government affairs.
Big Fat Orange was increasingly satisfied with Hongchang's performance, but at the same time, his jealousy was also growing day by day.
He couldn't help but wonder why his son was so outstanding, while he himself did not have such talent.
The more outstanding the son is, the more he threatens his own rights.
Zhen Huan saw all of this, and her heart was filled with jealousy as well.
She felt that Fucha Peiyun was truly blessed to have such an outstanding son.
But Zhen Huan dares not easily take action against Hongchang now.
After all, Yu Rao's cold poison had not yet been cured.
She should also go see Empress Fucha and ask for an antidote for Yu Rao.
Zhen Huan dared not do anything to Hong Chang, but Hong Li was plotting against him.
Hongli was always extremely jealous of Hongchang.
Jealous that Hongchang is the Empress's son, jealous that Hongchang is favored by the chubby orange tree.
Jealous of Hongchang's intelligence and good fortune
He hadn't expected his father to put Hongchang in charge of government affairs so quickly.
He could only watch from the sidelines, unable to touch anything.
How could this not infuriate Hongli? It made him lose all desire to meet Qingying.
He wanted to scheme against Hongchang.
But Hongli was not blinded by anger.
He knew he couldn't act impulsively and had to plan carefully.
Just then, he thought of the not-so-bright Third Prince Hongshi, and an idea immediately came to him.
Therefore, Hongli decided to go find the Third Prince, Hongshi.
Upon seeing Hongshi, he immediately greeted him with a broad smile and said:
"Third brother, Father Emperor values sixth brother very much these days."
They not only entrusted him with government affairs, but also placed high hopes on him.
We are both sons of the Emperor, and I am a few years older than Sixth Brother. How can I be inferior to him?
We should also share the Emperor's burdens.