The Legend of Imperial Concubine Rong

Rong'er thought to himself: What is my feelings towards the Emperor like? I didn't know it myself, but Ruo Lan's death made me see how little affection the royal family had for her. Ruo Lan and I were good sisters in the palace, but at the same time, we were also pampered by the imperial concubines. I didn't feel lucky about this, but the more I was pampered by the emperor, the more I felt ashamed to face Ruo Lan.

Xuan Ye finally returned to the palace. When he entered, he rushed over to the empress dowager's chambers as soon as he could. Rong'er was accompanying the empress dowager, so when he saw Xuan Ye enter, his heart stirred. Xuan Ye was also very surprised that Rong'er would be in the empress dowager's palace, but he couldn't afford to think too much into it. He hastily probed the empress dowager's body.

Seeing the empress dowager leaning against the warm brick bed, Xuan Ye asked with concern, "Grandmother, are you feeling well?"

The empress dowager nodded and chuckled. "Sigh! These are all minor ailments, and they have to inform you that I am doing fine. " But just as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but cough.

"The empress dowager has always had a high fever and recovered a little today, but her cough was still severe. The empress dowager was worried about the empress dowager's health, so she persuaded the empress to return." Rong'er whispered from the side.

Xuan Ye nodded to Rong'er and walked over to the empress dowager. He sat down beside her and lightly held her hand. "Grandmother's health is noble, so even a minor ailment requires careful treatment. Grandson should be notified to come back."

Good …" Seeing you come back, my grandmother recovered first... "Cough, cough …" "As the empress dowager spoke, she began to cough softly.

Xuan Ye lightly patted the empress dowager's back and said softly, "Your grandson will come often to take care of grandma empress. The northern patrol is more or less done, so we'll be returning to the palace as well. It's just that your grandson came back first."

"Where's the Crown Prince?" After all, Yin He had been with the empress dowager for so many years, the empress dowager still doted on him.

"Royal Grandmother, your grandson will return on horseback first. Your grandson wants them to return with the throne." Xuan Ye patiently replied.

The empress dowager nodded. "Alright, as long as you guys return safely!"

Xuan Ye lightly raised his head, looking at Rong'er and asked: "Why is Imperial Concubine Rong serving in Royal Grandmother's palace?"

Rong'er replied respectfully, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the empress dowager's body isn't feeling very well. Since chenqie has nothing to do, I've invited an imperial decree to accompany the empress dowager."

The empress dowager nodded her head and exhaled deeply. "Your majesty, there's the death of the Honorable Yin. You should know."

Xuan Ye nodded with a heavy expression. "Royal Grandmother, your grandson has received the news that the noble Yin is the example for the harem women."

"Yes." The Empress Dowager replied lightly, "The spirit has already stopped at the mausoleum. I ask that the emperor select a tomb within the imperial yamen so that the mausoleum can be rebuilt."

"Royal Grandmother, your grandson knows about it. I'll immediately go and do it." Xuan Ye replied softly, his heart rather sad.

Moreover, Rong'er had heard the empress dowager mention Zhonglan, and the scene of her death, and Xuan Ye being in front of her right now, all of this gave birth to some kind of sadness in her heart. She lightly sighed, then stepped forward and said, "Your majesty, Your Majesty, chenqie will take her leave first."

The empress dowager smiled and looked towards Xuan Ye.

A puzzled light flashed in Xuan Ye's eyes. He couldn't understand why he had come over. Rong'er was about to leave, but after staring at him for a moment, he slowly nodded his head and said, "Fine."

Rong'er blessed himself lightly and retreated towards Xuan Ye and the empress dowager.

When Rong'er left the palace, the empress dowager looked at him benevolently and said, "Ah, grandson, do you know why I asked the Imperial Concubine Rong to take care of This Dowager?"

Only then did Xuan Ye turn his head to look at the empress dowager. Puzzled, he murmured, "Grandmother …"

"Cough …" The empress dowager coughed lightly. Aunt Su Ma La brought up the water with worry. Xuan Ye took it and fed it to the empress dowager.

The empress dowager then nodded and said, "There is nothing that the people in this palace can't see through the relationship between the Imperial Concubine Rong and the noble person Yin. Su Ma La and This Dowager said that Master Yin had died, and Imperial Concubine Rong locked herself in the palace all day without going out. Hearing this, Xuan Ye's face showed some worry. The empress dowager paused for a moment before continuing, "Now that the empress dowager's concubines have died, there aren't many left. Grandson, I hope someone can accompany you to the end of the road!"

"Royal Grandmother!" Xuan Ye felt his eyes grow hot. He had never thought that his imperial grandmother would be so sick for his sake.

"That child Rong'er, I've already said it before. He's a good child, the sad family sent her here to console me, but she suggested taking care of me. I've made my decision, there's something that she won't think too much about, and her grief will soon pass as well!"

"Royal Grandmother, you've troubled yourself!" Xuan Ye held the empress dowager's hand as he spoke softly.

"Cough …" "Cough, cough …" "This Dowager has lived for so many years, I don't understand anything. This Dowager can see that my grandson and Rong'er have some problems, and I don't want to ask any questions, so I don't want to be involved in what the Emperor wants to do. However, this Dowager remembers all of my words from the past, and it's normal that the Sovereign's heart has changed …"

Before the empress dowager could finish, Xuan Ye quickly interjected, "Grandmother, your grandson's heart has never changed!"

The empress dowager only smiled and looked at Xuan Ye without saying anything. Under the gaze of her grandmother, the thirty-something year old Xuan Ye actually felt a little embarrassed. Logically speaking, he was already a very shrewd emperor, yet he would actually say something like that … Since the last time, Rong'er had been very cold to her. He was the emperor, and he had never done anything to coax a woman, so even if he had blamed her for her death, it had still hurt her. But since he had already apologized, what more did she want from him? I can't let him, the emperor, beg her, can I? Xuan Ye felt that his head was a little too big...

The emperor flipped Rong'er's cards in the middle of the night. Xiao Qing was overjoyed as she excitedly brought out a beautiful embroidered and flowered garment. Rong'er frowned slightly as she looked at Xiao Qing and asked, "Xiao Qing, what are you doing?"

"Mistress, the last time the emperor asked you to sleep in his palace, you have to dress up well. If you want the emperor to know, you must be no worse than those young concubines!" Xiaoqing excitedly said, "Come, let this servant help you change them!"

Rong'er shook his head with a bitter smile and pushed the clothes away. "The clothes I have on me are quite good. Ruo Lan just passed away, and the Empress Dowager is sick. I don't wear embroidered clothes, but the white satin dress is pretty good. It suits my mood."

"Master …" Little Qing raised her eyebrows as she helplessly looked at Rong'er.

"Alright, just help me comb my hair. No need to be so deliberate. It's not like I'm sleeping on my first day." Rong'er lightly said.

After all, there were so many women in the harem. To be able to be summoned by Xuan Ye, she felt somewhat moved in her heart, but … She didn't know why, but he felt that her heart wasn't as fervent as it was before. Logically speaking, she didn't blame Xuan Ye for what happened before, but Ruo Lan had died on the day of the enthronement ceremony … This made her feel that the Emperor's love for his was too weak, causing his to feel less anticipation …