The Legend of Imperial Concubine Rong

Rong'er thought to himself, The Emperor is still my god after all. His words make me powerless to refute him. Listening to his orders has already become a habit of mine. If the Emperor still has feelings for me, then I will persist until one day, the Emperor's feelings fade away. I really hope that day comes a little later...

In the past twenty years, she had left too many memories here. Upon entering the hall, the first thing she saw was Yuan Yi, who was standing by the door and calling out to her. Rong'er smiled at her gently.

She also knew that the empress dowager's concubines had entered the palace for various reasons, and today, it had become the emperor's favorite harem. It was impossible for the emperor to include all of them. Xuan Ye was the emperor, and this … It's the story of the emperor's family. There's no way to have a relationship between the imperial concubine and the emperor. It's about responsibility as the imperial concubine and duty as the imperial concubine.

Xuan Ye sat on the dragon throne, and seeing Rong'er come in, he said with a smile: "Imperial Concubine Rong, I've brought some gifts for you and Rong Jue on my trip to the north. Do you like it?"

On the table were some leather ornaments, bracelets, etc. Xuan Ye explained, "This is something special that I've brought back from seeing the Mongol princes pay tribute to you."

Rong'er gazed at the tray as he felt slightly blessed. "This emperor really likes such things. This concubine thanks the emperor."

Xuan Ye looked at Rong'er's indifferent expression and walked down from the Dragon Throne. He walked to Rong'er's side and asked with a smile, "Rong'er, you aren't angry with me, are you?"

"Your Majesty's words are too serious. How could chenqie dare to be angry with Your Majesty?" Rong'er lowered his head and replied softly.

"If you're really not angry, then don't be so polite with me." Xuan Ye said with a smile.

Seeing Xuan Ye's laughing expression, Rong'er couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Xuan Ye saw Rong'er laughing and embraced him happily. He said softly, "If you laugh, then don't get angry with me anymore!"

Rong'er nodded helplessly. The Emperor was usually a very dignified person, but in front of her, he was sometimes like a child.

After a moment's hesitation, Rong'er raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, Ruo Lan's death is on the twenty-first of August …"

"Oh, well, I will bury her well and reward her family." Xuan Ye nodded. "I know that you and Lord Yin have a good relationship. Don't be too sad. Take care of your health or I will feel sorry for you."

Of course she was moved by Xuan Ye's concern for her. Although she didn't want to burden Xuan Ye, as a sister she couldn't bear to see Rulan die in such a worthless manner. She lightly sighed and murmured, "Your Majesty …" August 21st was the day Ruo Lan conferred the title of young master nineteen years ago … She endured the pain and continued supporting her life just for this day … "

Xuan Ye's heart hurt. He was too surprised. He thought back to the past, when he was at the Temple of Preservation. That girl who had sung that song, the one that had relieved his boredom … That happy girl with the simple thoughts... Memories flooded into his eyes in an instant. He gently turned around, feeling the heat in his eyes.

Rong'er didn't say anything else. He just silently looked at Xuan Ye's back, feeling a faint pain in his heart.

After a long while, Xuan Ye said in a low voice, "Rong'er, how many people do I have to bear in this harem? It's the Queen of Mercy, the Queen of Filial Chastity, and all the other concubines in this world. But I have no other choice. "I am the emperor, but I am also a person of flesh and blood. I have no choice but to be moved, but I have no choice …"

Rong'er lightly stepped forward and embraced Xuan Ye's waist from behind. "Your Majesty, chenqie knows that chenqie is only sad …"

"Rong'er, I've let you down too, haven't I?" Xuan Ye turned around and said bitterly, "Even I have to take responsibility for it, let alone others?"

Rong'er sighed lightly. That's right, perhaps he really couldn't blame His Majesty. After a slight hesitation, he raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, chenqie has a request for Your Majesty's permission."

"What request? Speak! " Xuan Ye gently pulled Rong'er into his arms.

"Your majesty, there are traces of Ruo Lan in Yi Kun Palace, where chenqie resides. Every time I see her, I feel uncomfortable. I ask that Your Majesty's would-be concubine move to Yanxi Palace. It's quiet there, and closer to the crown prince and Prince Zhi and Yin!" Rong'er whispered as he leaned against Xuan Ye.

"I won't allow it. Rong'er, I'll grant any request you make, but this won't do!" Xuan Ye looked at Rong'er. "Yanking Palace is far away from us, and you have to take care of my royal grandmother, right? It is far from the Palace of Tzu Ning where my royal grandmother resides! "

"Your Majesty …" Xuan Ye held his tightly as he said softly, "Rong'er, you know that after the earthquake, we only took a short time to recuperate and couldn't stay in the palace. Furthermore, since our royal grandmother is so ill, we have to take care of her, so we can't be distracted. You have always been a kind person who understands my intentions."

Xuan Ye had already said this, so there was nothing Rong'er could say. He could only helplessly reply, "Fine, as your Imperial Majesty wishes. Let this matter rest for now."

Xuan Ye secretly revealed a smile on his face, but soon after, he frowned and looked at Rong'er: "Rong'er, are you blaming me? "Otherwise, why would I want to live in Yanjia?"

"Your Majesty is overthinking things. Chenqie just can't bear to touch upon such a situation …" Rong'er lightly said.

"The pain will be quickly forgotten, but Zhen wants you to be in a place where Zhen can lightly touch …" Xuan Ye felt a little uneasy as he said, "I promise you that I will bury Lord Yin deeply!"

In the past, he had heard that the row at the center of the yamen's tomb was currently buried by Hui Fei. The row behind was where the main body was buried, and the row behind was where the main body was buried, and now, the late noble Le was buried, and the latter was buried by Chang Zai. And Ruo Lan's mausoleum was built on the right side of the mausoleum, in the middle between the imperial concubine platoon and the imperial platoon, so Xuan Ye had put in a lot of effort to bury her, and Xuan Ye had seen it, yes, if Lan was so diligent, how could the emperor be ruthless?

Rong'er would still accompany the empress dowager every day, while Xuan Ye visited the empress dowager two or three times a day. The empress dowager's illness had slowly recovered, much to everyone's relief.

On the twenty-seventh day of the ninth month, Imperial Concubine Wen suddenly gave birth to a princess when she was prematurely born in the afternoon. Rong'er received a letter and went to Imperial Consort Wen to pay respects, because he was born prematurely, the little princess was very thin and small, and his little mouth kept on crying.

However, after so many years of experience, she knew that this child had been born prematurely for almost half a month and wouldn't be able to rest in peace. After thinking carefully, she realized that fifteen children had died prematurely in the past nineteen years. In front of life, it was the same for everyone. They all hoped that this child could survive …

The empress dowager had always been very fond of the Imperial Consort Wen, so she let the Lama come over to visit. Rong'er knew that the late Empress Xiao Zhao was a part of the empress dowager's heart, so she treated the Imperial Consort Wen exceptionally well. It seemed that the Imperial Consort Wen was more fortunate than the Empress to have two children of her own after entering the palace for seven years.

This princess was given the name of Zhuo.