bestfiction Chapter 122 Fu Cha Lang Ya 122
Chapter 122 Fu Cha Lang Ya 122
During the days when Ruyi was imprisoned in the Yanx Palace, she recited scriptures and chanted Buddhist scriptures all day long, living a peaceful life.
Rong Pei thought that she was completely disappointed with the emperor and no longer held on to that little bit of love.
But when the news came that Meiruo and Ruyi were sent back to the Forbidden City, she was so shocked that she broke the Buddhist beads in her hand.
The clinking sounds were scattered all over the floor, and Ruyi's heart was broken.
The indifference she had pretended to have for all these days completely collapsed at this moment, and her only chance was shattered.
"What mistakes did they make to anger the emperor? What happened?"
"Master, I can't find out the details. I only know that you two have been demoted to concubines. The gates of Jingren Palace have been closed, and no news can be passed in."
"I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'll never be able to get out in this lifetime!"
The first people Rong Pei thought of were the two young masters living in Jingren Palace.
Concubine Yu was sent to the cold palace. The other concubines in the palace all had their own children, and no one knew what to do in the future.
But Ruyi had no intention of asking, and Rong Pei didn't say much.
She has been punished repeatedly ever since she entered the Yanxi Palace. Now she has learned her lesson and dares not speak nonsense anymore.
"Where's Shu Fei? Can you contact Cheng Qian Palace?"
Ruyi held Rong Pei's arm tightly, and her long nails pierced into her flesh through her thin clothes.
Rong Pei frowned in pain and dared not say a word.
Since being confined to her house, Ruyi has secretly grown her nails.
For her, this is an obsession, a dignity that cannot be compared with a hand full of jewelry and rings.
It is the most important embellishment that distinguishes her from others. She is even reluctant to change her self-proclaimed name, and is determined that she will return to the position of the head of the first palace, or even a higher position.
There was no one else here, and Rong Pei would not correct her on such a small matter.
It’s a pity that the Ministry of Internal Affairs no longer sends her armor, and no one will make it even if she pays. It’s even more unrealistic for the Yanx Palace to have things delivered from outside the palace.
"Master, Concubine Shu is busy taking care of the young prince and handling palace affairs. She is really too busy to help us."
After hearing Rong Pei's words, Ruyi sat back down, blinking rapidly as she looked at the Buddha statue in front of her.
The empress dowager died, Hailan was sent to the cold palace, the two Mongolian concubines were imprisoned, and Shufei gradually drifted away from her.
After careful calculation, all her supporters in the harem had been uprooted.
She was truly isolated and helpless now. After a long time, she heaved a sigh of relief, as if she had made up her mind.
Ruyi closed her eyes and said sadly, "Rongpei, go get the knife. I want to copy the scriptures with my blood to pray for the emperor!"
Rong Pei's body stiffened, and she strongly disagreed with this approach.
"Master, you are of such noble status, how can you endure such suffering? Please write it in the words of a servant."
"It's all blood anyway, so you can't tell even if you copy the scriptures."
Ruyi smiled and shook her head, lowered her head, and a trace of imperceptible disgust flashed in her eyes.
This is a scripture presented to the emperor, and every word and sentence represents my heart.
What's the point of using the blood of a slave?
How could the relationship between them be mixed with the blood of a third person?
"It's already unfair for you to just stay by my side, how can I expect you to sacrifice so much for me?"
"This is my sincere wish. I will do my best. Only in this way can the Emperor feel my sincerity."
Rong Pei had no choice but to follow her orders.
In the following days, she searched everywhere for the finest four treasures of the study. She would rather eat something worse than the worst gift for the emperor.
Ling Yunche once again contributed all his money.
After finishing his shift, he felt around and realized that he couldn't even afford the wine.
At this moment, he began to doubt whether his choice was correct. He had clearly stayed by Ruyi's side as he wished.
But the days are getting worse and worse.
But Wei Yanwan, whom he despised and disdained in his heart, was getting better and better.
Why can treacherous villains have a good life, while they can only be framed?
Yes, in Ling Yunche's opinion, everything that Ruyi is experiencing now is a frame-up.
It's just that she has a noble character and is unwilling to use those dirty means to deal with others. She is also innocent by nature and not good at speaking, which is why she ended up in the situation she is in today.
One day, the emperor will realize who is the woman in the harem who is most worthy of his cherishment.
When Hongli and his companions returned to the Forbidden City, rumors had already spread everywhere.
"Have you heard that when Concubine Ling was in the Four Treasurys in her early years, she was good friends with Guard Ling and even gave him her monthly allowance for safekeeping."
"Really? You're so bold, no way, I don't believe it."
"This is what Lord Ling said when he was drunk, how could it be false?"
"Then why are you still..."
"What's so rare about this? Who doesn't want a better future? It's a pity for Guard Ling. He was framed and transferred out of the Yangxin Palace, and his future is ruined."
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"Master, I'm going to tear their mouths apart right now, please don't get angry."
Chunchan was about to step forward angrily, but was held back by Wei Yanwan. Feeling the cool sweat on the back of her hand, she felt extremely distressed.
When she spoke again, she couldn't help crying, "Master, they arranged this to destroy you."
Wei Yanwan had calmed down by now and was no longer as panicked as she was at the beginning.
She is no longer the timid little palace maid she used to be.
"Didn't you hear them say that Ling Yunche said this when he was drunk? The only person who could make him risk his life for this is the one in the Yanxi Palace."
"Let's go file a complaint. Lan Cui, you and Wang Chan go find some people and make a big fuss about this. The bigger the better."
Wei Yanwan took Chunchan to Changchun Palace crying all the way.
Chunchan kept comforting her, and her words revealed a lot of information. It was obvious that she was so angry that she didn't care about anything.
This aroused the curiosity of the palace people along the way.
This Concubine Ling is quite favored by the emperor and has good relationships with the concubines in the other palaces. What could have happened that could make her so wronged?
After returning to the palace, Hongli was very busy for a while. Just when he was about to look up and take a break, he saw Jinzhong walking in with a scripture in his hands, looking very embarrassed.
"What did you take?"
"Your Majesty, the sutras sent from the Yanxi Palace are said to have been specially copied by Ru Yi to pray for Your Majesty."
Jinzhong originally wanted to drive Rong Pei away directly, but this time the other party was not scared by him.
She seemed to be determined to give up, and even said that Ruyi would try every possible means to see the emperor.
He keenly smelled the bloody smell coming from the scripture, and thinking of the emperor's previous preferential treatment of that person, he decided to report it.
"Yanxi Palace..."
Having not heard this name for a long time, Hongli looked up and was stunned for a moment.
In an instant, all of Ruyi's outrageous actions appeared in his mind, and Yongqi and Jingsi's thin faces were like a heavy hammer, which made him wake up immediately.
"Send it to Yuhuatai and burn it. Have someone pay attention to Concubine Ying and Concubine Ke. Keep an eye on them and make sure they take good care of the prince and princess."
"Your Majesty, rest assured. Concubine Ying and Concubine Ke have always been very well-behaved. They rarely go out and treat the young masters wholeheartedly."
How could they not be dedicated? They knew better than anyone that they were just a decoration.
You are working diligently here to be a mascot. If you don't follow the rules, there will be countless Ying Guiren and Ke Changzai behind you.
Hongli nodded, very satisfied with the sincerity shown by the King of Bahrain this time. His confidant took the opportunity to control a lot of Bahrain’s troops, and he got both face and benefits.