flstandardbreds Chapter 41 Noble Lady Fucha and Commoner 41
Chapter 41 Noble Lady Fucha and Commoner 41
Big Fatty Orange rushed to Suiyu Pavilion and saw that Huanhuan, whom he had been longing for, was safe and sound.
The anxiety that had been hanging over me finally subsided a little.
At this moment, Zhen Huan was completely unaware of everything that was happening in Yanxi Palace.
She only knew that Yanxi Palace had sent someone to invite the Emperor, but she had no idea why the Emperor was rushing to her place in such a hurry.
As the Emperor approached with a gloomy expression, Zhen Huan couldn't help but speculate to herself:
Could it be that Consort Shu has angered the Emperor again?
However, she quickly hid these thoughts beneath her beautiful, flower-like smile.
She stepped forward gracefully, gave a delicate curtsy, and was about to speak, "Your Majesty..."
Before he could finish speaking, the big, chubby orange cat had already rushed forward in three quick steps.
He stretched out his large, kind hands and steadily supported Zhen Huan, who was about to bow to him.
His face was full of concern and anxiety, and he couldn't wait to ask:
"Huanhuan, do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Did Consort Qi send you some chestnut cakes today? Did you eat them?
Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.
She clearly hadn't expected the Emperor to know about this.
Then, with a slightly puzzled tone, she slowly said:
"Your Majesty, how did you know about this? I did not eat that chestnut cake."
At this moment, Zhen Huan wondered to herself, could it be that the Empress had informed the Emperor about this matter?
Just then, the Emperor continued:
"That's good, but even so, I still feel a little uneasy."
Well then, let's get the imperial physician here quickly to take your pulse properly.
Please check if you are alright, so that I can be completely at ease.
Su Peisheng ordered someone to fetch Physician Zhang!
After saying this, the Emperor turned his head and gave instructions to Su Peisheng behind him.
Before Su Peisheng could even look for someone, Xiao Yunzi from Suiyuxuan quickly went to fetch someone.
Su Peisheng then stood to the side, listening to the fat orange cat and Zhen Huan talk.
Zhen Huan is a formidable rival to the master, so he must keep a close eye on her for the master's sake.
"Luckily you didn't eat those chestnut cakes," said the chubby orange.
Zhen Huan thought to herself, "It seems that the Empress didn't inform the Emperor about this beforehand."
It's likely that news of the Emperor's visit to Yanxi Palace didn't travel that fast.
Thinking of Consort Shu, who was also pregnant, could it be that Consort Qi had sent her more than just chestnut cakes today?
Consort Shu was born into the Fuca clan; if she were to give birth to a prince, she would also pose a threat to the Third Prince.
Zhen Huan: "I almost ate that chestnut cake today."
The chubby orange cat gripped Zhen Huan's hand tightly. "But what happened?"
Zhen Huan looked relieved. "I owe it all to Ling Rong today. If she hadn't reminded me, I would have eaten the chestnut cake."
The chubby orange cat felt conflicted when Zhen Huan mentioned An Lingrong.
He strongly suspected that Lady An had deliberately mentioned the oleander to Consort Qi.
But why did she remind Huanhuan not to eat those chestnut cakes with oleander flower powder?
Zhen Huan said slowly, "Ling Rong smelled a slightly bitter aroma emanating from the chestnut cake."
With some doubt in her heart, she took a small bite, then frowned slightly, concluding that the chestnut cake contained oleander pollen.
She said oleander is harmful to the fetus!
The chubby orange cat's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Such a major event has occurred today, why didn't Huanhuan inform me sooner?"
Zhen Huan smiled gently, her expression radiating tenderness and consideration, and said softly:
"Your Highness, you are busy with countless affairs of state every day. How could I bear to disturb you with these trivial matters of the inner palace?"
Furthermore, this is a matter concerning the inner palace; I trust Her Majesty the Empress will handle it properly, so there's no need to disturb you, Fourth Prince.”
However, when the chubby orange looked at the gentle, kind, and understanding Zhen Huan in front of him, he felt little joy.
For some reason, the image of Consort Shu, who was straightforward, honest, and trusted him wholeheartedly, suddenly appeared in his mind.
In contrast, when faced with a problem, Huanhuan's first thought was to go to the Empress.
This made Big Fat Orange secretly wonder if Huanhuan trusted the Empress more.
Thinking of this, Big Fat Orange felt a surge of indescribable disappointment.
Moreover, today's events were very likely orchestrated by the Empress.
However, nothing was settled yet, and he couldn't say much to Huanhuan.
Su Peisheng felt that Consort Wan's words were loaded with meaning, but as a servant, he couldn't say much.
"Huanhuan, you can come to me directly if you need anything in the future, without any worries."
As for that An family member, you'd better stay away from her in the future.
Big Fat Orange said with a serious expression.
Zhen Huan frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly say that, Fourth Prince?"
The emperor sighed deeply and slowly explained:
"Nizi is naive. Consort Qi doesn't know the properties of medicinal herbs, so how would she know about oleander?"
After the Emperor's reminder, Zhen Huan suddenly realized, as if waking from a dream, that Consort Qi had always been foolish.
Logically, it is indeed unlikely that someone would know how to use oleander to harm another person.
At this point, the emperor continued:
"In fact, the reason why Consort Qi knew that oleander was harmful to the fetus was because it was this Lady An who told her."
Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan was utterly astonished and retorted incredulously:
"Impossible! Ling Rong would never have any intention of harming me."
When the chubby orange-haired girl saw that Zhen Huan didn't believe her, she told Zhen Huan what had happened at Yanxi Palace.
However, he did not mention the Empress, as he had not yet investigated the matter thoroughly.
Deposing the empress isn't easy, so let's not tell Zhen Huan yet.
"How could Lingrong do that? Then why did she remind me today?"
Perhaps Lingrong only wanted to harm Consort Shu. Since Lingrong lived in the same palace as Consort Shu, she must have suffered a lot of grievances.
Lingrong was also confused for a moment when she thought of using Consort Qi to take action against Consort Shu.
If Consort Shu hadn't gone too far, Lingrong wouldn't have acted this way.
Zhen Huan thought, "This was just an unintentional mistake by Ling Rong. If Ling Rong had intended to harm someone, she wouldn't have reminded me today."
The chubby orange patted Zhen Huan's hand and said, "I know you have a deep bond with the An sisters."
"I will not wrong her; I will have Su Peisheng investigate this matter thoroughly."
Seeing this, Zhen Huan knew better than to say anything more.
"Although Consort Shu didn't eat the chestnut cake today, she was still frightened and needs to stay in bed to recover."
Zhen Huan felt a little disappointed when she heard that Consort Shu hadn't eaten the chestnut cake either.
However, given the series of mishaps during Consort Shu's pregnancy, her condition is unlikely to improve.
"Huanhuan, Consort Shu's pregnancy... you must take good care of yourself. I long for your child."
Zhen Huan nestled sweetly into the arms of the chubby orange cat.
Not long after, Xiao Yunzi quickly brought Zhang Mi over.
Zhang Mi carried a small medicine box on his back, looking slightly nervous.
The chubby orange cat sat upright on the couch, his eyes slightly narrowed, and gently waved to Zhang Mi, signaling him to come forward.
Zhang Mi hurriedly walked to Zhen Huan's side, first bowing respectfully to the large orange cat.
Then he carefully extended his fingers and placed them on Zhen Huan's wrist.
The room fell silent. Everyone held their breath, waiting quietly for Zhang Mi's diagnosis.
Zhang Mi remained calm and composed, without the slightest ripple of emotion, but deep down, a sense of doubt arose within him.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the pulse beneath the silk handkerchief.
Looking at Consort Wan's rosy complexion, I felt that something was not quite right.
However, this doubt only flashed through his mind for a moment before being quickly suppressed.
For Zhang Mi, whatever strange things might be involved was no longer important.
After all, he had known long ago that this pregnancy was doomed to fail and would soon end.
Just then, the chubby orange cat spoke up and asked:
"Imperial Physician Zhang, I would like to know, what is the current status of Consort Wan's pregnancy?"
There was a hint of concern in his voice.
Upon hearing the emperor's question, Zhang Mi was startled and quickly pulled his wandering thoughts back.
Then, quickly composing himself, he replied respectfully:
"Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, everything seems normal regarding Consort Wan's pregnancy so far."
After careful examination, I have found nothing unusual.
After saying this, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes flickering, trying his best not to meet the emperor's gaze.
The chubby orange cat, whose face had been tense the whole time, heard Zhang Mi say this.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and my furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
Standing to the side, Zhen Huan smiled as she watched Zhang Mi being carefully escorted out of Suiyu Pavilion by Xiao Yunzi.
After they had walked a distance, she turned around and said to the emperor in a coquettish tone:
"Si Lang, you see, I told you long ago that my child and I are both fine!"
As she spoke, she gently stroked her prominently protruding belly, her face radiating a happy maternal glow.
The next day, the fat orange tree conveyed an imperial edict that the Empress, due to a recurrence of her headache, should remain in the palace to recuperate.
The An family dared to plot against the imperial heir; their crime deserves death!
Out of consideration for past favors, I hereby demote you to commoner status and immediately banish you to the Cold Palace, where you are forbidden from ever stepping out again!
This news shocked everyone.
Inside Yanxi Palace, Fucha Peiyun stood quietly by the window, watching a group of ancient eunuchs hurrying past in the distance.
They were escorting a haggard-looking woman—it was An Lingrong, who had just been demoted to a commoner.
She was dressed in plain white clothes, her hair disheveled. Her former gentleness and grace had vanished, replaced by numbness.
An Lingrong turned around and her eyes met those of Fucha Peiyun. She was incredulous, yet relieved.
Fucha Peiyun's expression was turbulent; in truth, there were no real winners in this power struggle within the harem.
At this moment, Xue'er said to Fucha Peiyun
"Your Majesty, that person in our palace is finally gone. It was always uncomfortable to have someone watching over us every day."
Then Xue'er said mysteriously, "This morning, Eunuch Su sent a message saying that Consort Wan still doesn't believe that Consort An... that Consort An would harm her."
She even pleaded for her before the Emperor! Your Majesty, what is Consort Wan thinking? Does she really trust that Consort An so much?
Fucha Peiyun laughed and said, "Your lady is not Consort Wan, how would she know what she is thinking?"
However, I suspect she didn't trust An Lingrong, but rather herself.
After the Empress Dowager issued her decree, she sent Zhu Xi to invite someone over, but this time Zhu Xi did not go to the Empress Dowager's palace.
He already knew what the Empress Dowager wanted to say, but he didn't want to hear it anymore.