The Legend of Concubine Su

Chapter 112 Princess Gesang is Pregnant

Princess Gesang, the radiant jewel of the imperial family, had been content to reside in the luxurious and elegant residence bestowed upon her by the Emperor since her marriage. This residence served not only as a safe haven from the worldly turmoil but also as a dazzling emblem of her distinguished status and unparalleled glory. One morning, as the first rays of sunlight shyly brushed across the intricately arranged glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, draping the ancient imperial city in a soft veil of gold, Princess Gesang wore a magnificent brocade robe with wide, flowing sleeves like flowing clouds. The gown was intricately embroidered with patterns and outlined with gold thread, shimmering with a dazzling light. A jewel-studded belt cinched her waist, from which dangled a string of shimmering pearls, which swayed gently with her steps.

The princess's collar and cuffs were trimmed with soft, warm white fox fur, adding a touch of nobility to her appearance. On her head sat a dazzling golden crown, inlaid with a variety of gems, such as rubies, sapphires, and emeralds, shimmering with a dazzling array of colors. In the center of the crown sat a huge pearl, like the brightest star in the night sky.

Princess Gesang's skirt, embroidered with blooming flowers and fluttering butterflies, trailed the ground, as if she had stepped from a blossoming garden. Her shoes, also made of silk and intricately embroidered with patterns, complemented her attire perfectly. She offered her most sincere greetings and endless thoughts to her father, the Emperor, who sat high atop the Dragon Throne.

As she slowly entered the magnificent hall, time seemed to freeze. Princess Gesang gently opened her rosy lips and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, Father." Her voice was filled with not only deep respect for her father, but also the inexpressible joy of becoming a mother and an endless attachment to him. Upon hearing this, the Emperor's face lit up with a loving smile. He quickly stepped forward, gently lifting his daughter to her feet with both hands, his eyes gleaming with endless love and satisfaction for her.

Princess Gesang returned to the West Palace and changed her clothes. Like the most vibrant spring blossoms, her attire was truly breathtaking. She wore a meticulously crafted, chest-length kilt, seeming to embody the colors of spring. The kilt, a pale pink, was light and feminine, its narrow sleeves artfully framing her graceful figure. The cuffs were embroidered with delicate, intricate patterns of twined flowers, showcasing the agility and playfulness of a young girl while retaining the dignity and elegance expected of a royal princess. Her skirt, a vibrant pomegranate red, was embroidered with large, golden-threaded peonies, each stitch revealing the craftsman's exquisite craftsmanship and the luxurious elegance of the imperial court. In the sunlight, the peonies seemed to come alive, shimmering and radiating, adding a touch of vitality and energy to the entire palace.

The transparent gauze shawl she wore was a stroke of genius, exquisitely crafted. It draped Princess Gesang's body with a light, almost cicada-wing-like mist, gently drifting in the breeze. Embellished with faint cloud patterns embroidered with silver silk thread, it felt like a fairy's mark, having descended from the clouds to earth. With every step, the shawl flowed gracefully like willow branches dancing in the spring breeze, swaying gracefully and adding a touch of otherworldly grace to her overall look, making her look like a fairy descending to earth, captivating everyone.

Then there's her hair, like clouds and mist, gathered high and meticulously combed into an incredibly gorgeous bun, adorned with several exquisite golden hairpins. They swayed with her graceful steps, occasionally emitting crisp, melodious sounds, like the sounds of nature, captivating and captivating. A vibrant red flower adorned her smooth, jade-like forehead, adding to her alluring beauty. The contrast with her rosy, rosy face is breathtaking. Her piercing, autumn-colored eyes, as fleeting as the autumn waters merge with the sky, are a breathtaking sight that's hard to forget.

When Princess Gesang softly uttered the words, "Father, you'll soon be a grandfather," the entire palace seemed enveloped in joy and happiness. These words were not only a heartwarming message to her father, but also a profound blessing and hope for the new life about to arrive. The emperor's smile brightened even more, knowing full well that at this moment he would not only have a lovely grandson or granddaughter, but also the happiness and satisfaction of his daughter. He affectionately replied, "Whether it's a boy or a girl, they are my grandsons and granddaughters," his words revealing his endless love and anticipation for his grandchildren.

Princess Gesang then expressed her gratitude to the Emperor: "Father, thank you for helping me and Zanpu pay our respects to you." The Emperor lovingly said, "As long as you are well, I am happy." These brief words conveyed a deep fatherly love and care. Finally, Princess Gesang also reminded the Emperor to take good care of her former maid, Zhuoma. The Emperor readily agreed and revealed that Zhuoma would be personally taught etiquette by the Imperial Concubine to ensure that she would grow up to be a well-educated, polite, and dignified royal woman.

At this moment, in the depths of the Forbidden City, fatherly love, family affection and happiness are intertwined into a warm and beautiful picture that moves people.

Upon hearing this, Princess Gesang's eyes flashed with tenderness and gratitude. She knew Zhuoma, her personal maid, had been by her side like a sister, and she was about to become a mother, so she naturally missed her. The princess said softly, "I will always remember your kindness, father. Zhuoma is not only considerate and thoughtful, but also a source of support for me. With the Imperial Concubine personally teaching her etiquette, I am sure she will become even more graceful. I am deeply grateful."

The Emperor nodded, his eyes filled with understanding and love. "Zhuoma is a good child, don't worry. The Imperial Concubine is knowledgeable and well-mannered, and will definitely raise her to be even more outstanding." Then, the Emperor turned to Princess Gesang and said earnestly, "My child, you are about to become a mother, and this brings both responsibility and joy. Remember, no matter what the future holds, the Imperial Family will always be your strongest support."

Princess Gesang's eyes reddened upon hearing this. She knew full well how heavy her father's love and expectations weighed. She bowed deeply, her voice filled with determination and gratitude: "I will live up to your high expectations, and will continue the royal bloodline, allowing the royal family's glory to shine forever."

Afterward, the Emperor and Princess Gesang continued their conversation for a long time, their topics ranging from the upcoming birth to the future of the royal family and their plans, each revealing a deep affection and deep love for their family. Sunlight streamed through the window lattice, shimmering on the father and daughter, as if time had stood still, frozen in this warm and beautiful moment.