The Legend of Imperial Concubine Rong

Rong'er thought to himself, Wan Ying gave birth to a child for the crown prince, but at the same time the crown prince had no choice but to make Guar Jiajia his Crown Prince's Wife. The crown prince said that his imperial father had changed and was no longer loyal to his feelings, but would the crown prince not change? They are the most respected people in this palace. They have everything similar to each other. I am thinking, how long can his love for Wan Ying last?

"Imperial Concubine Rong!" Li Jiayi felt blessed.

"Quickly!" Rong'er hurried forward to support Wanying. "Your delivery is coming soon, so there's no need to be overly courteous."

Wan-ying smiled and let him sit down.

"Wanying, do you feel comfortable?" Rong'er asked with concern.

"Mn, luckily, I have a prison Imperial Concubine Rong on my mind." Wan-ying said softly, but her face was full of sadness.

Rong'er sighed. Just now, when she entered the crown prince's palace, she saw that it was covered with red silk and that the crown prince was about to get married. It seemed that Wan Ying was not happy about this.

Rong'er was about to console him when two eunuchs entered the room and reported, "Imperial Concubine Rong, prince's consort, the crown prince's wedding palace must have red silk hung from all the houses, and the houses inside must have red silk as well."

Wan Ying's face instantly turned pale. She stared at the red silk in her father-in-law's hand and nodded, "Okay, hang up."

"Yes sir!" The eunuchs hung up the red silk on the wall after receiving the order. Rong'er stared at Wan Ying, only to see that her eyes were tightly shut. Her face became paler and paler, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.

Rong'er panicked and asked, "Wanying, are you feeling bad?"

Wan Ying slightly opened her eyes, and looked at Rong'er in pain, "Imperial Concubine Rong, you have a beautiful belly … "My stomach hurts …"

"Quick!" Hurry and call the imperial physician! " Rong'er quickly stood up and walked over to Wan Ying to shake her hand. Her hand was still cold and covered in cold sweat. She became even more nervous. "Wan Ying, relax. It's alright, relax!"

Wan Ying slightly opened her eyes, clenched her teeth and nodded.

Just as the imperial physician arrived, before he could even check Wan Ying's pulse, he saw Yin Reng rushing in from the entrance. He was surprised to see Rong'er here, and immediately bowed: "Mother Rong."

Rong'er nodded, but didn't wait for Rong'er to reply. He immediately turned around to look at Wanying who was beside the bed, "Wanying, how are you? "I heard you passed on a message to the imperial physician. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Crown Prince... A sweet belly … "My stomach hurts …" Wan Ying's head was full of sweat as she spoke with difficulty.

"Crown Prince, the imperial physician has just arrived. Please treat him first." Rong'er saw that the crown prince had pushed the imperial doctors to the side and was unable to treat him, so he hurriedly spoke up.

It was only then that Yin Reng realized that he had slightly moved aside for the imperial physician to diagnose and treat him. A moment later, the imperial physician stood up and said, "Reporting to His Highness the crown prince and the Imperial Concubine Rong, this humble subject knows that the prince's consort is about to come.

"Crown Prince, can I go to the palace now?" Rong'er hurriedly asked.

"He's living in there! Someone come quickly, send the news!" Yin Reng anxiously ordered, the young eunuch in the palace quickly followed the order and rushed over.

Yin Reng walked to Wan Ying's side and gently held her hand: "Wan Ying, don't be afraid. I will always be with you here, our child is about to be born!"

Wan-ying didn't say anything. She just looked at the red silk that was hanging on the wall. Her eyes were full of sadness.

Yin Reng followed Wan Ying's gaze and saw the red silk cloth, he quickly got up and rushed to the wall, he tore off the red silk cloth and shouted, "Who allowed you to hang it here? Who asked you to hang these in prince's consort's rooms! "

"Please calm your anger, Crown Prince!" This servant knows she's guilty! " The entire palace was filled with people kneeling down on the ground.

Rong'er sighed softly, "Crown Prince, they are only following the rules. Why must you blame them?"

Yin Reng looked at Rong'er and suddenly laughed bitterly: "That's right, rules, rules huh …" He slowly walked to the bed and saw that Wan Ying's eyes were filled with tears.

Yin Reng gently wiped away Wan Ying's tears, caressed her hair and muttered: "Wan Ying, it is my fault. I can't give you my blessings, even though I am the crown prince, I can't not listen to imperial father! "Wanying, you have to give birth to our child safely. I will love you more in the future. Wanying, I …"

"The midwife is here!" The shouts from outside the palace stopped Yin Reng from speaking. He hurriedly got up and sternly warned, "Carefully deliver the baby for the prince's consort. If anything happens to the prince's consort, I won't forgive you!"

Rong'er and Yin Reng were invited out of the room, Rong'er sat in the hall, while Yin Reng paced back and forth uneasily, the expression on his face constantly changing along with the gentle and beautiful shouts.

"Crown Prince, come and sit with me for a moment!" Seeing Yin Reng's anxiety, Rong'er said softly, "Even if you go a hundred times, you won't be able to help Wanying."

"Yes, Mother Rong." Yin Reng replied and sat beside Rong'er.

Rong'er looked at Yin Reng benevolently and said softly: "The relationship between the crown prince and Wan Ying seems to be really good."

"Wanying is gentle and elegant, a rare good woman." Yin Reng said softly.

Rong'er nodded, looking at Yin Reng's expression and asked softly, "Do you blame your imperial father?"

A trace of anger flashed across Yin Reng's face, but he quickly concealed it well, and said with a stiff voice: "How could this son dare to blame imperial father!"

"Crown Prince, you know how much the emperor dotes on you. No matter what the emperor does, you have to believe it for your own good!" Rong'er said softly.

"It is all for this son's sake that I am not allowed to make Wanying my Crown Prince's Wife? Seeing that Wan Ying was in so much pain, and that I was powerless to do anything, and resenting myself, was imperial father treating me well? " Yin Reng's eyes revealed grief and indignation, "Mother Rong, tell me, is this how my imperial father dotes on me?"

"Crown Prince …" Rong'er's eyes were slightly red. He stood up lightly, walked to Yin Reng's side, and said in a low voice while looking at him, "You are crown prince, the future Emperor. Your feelings can't be given to just one person … Your imperial father is telling you this … "

Yin Reng raised his head to look at Rong'er's slightly red eyes, lowered his head and said with a voice as light as a mosquito: "Is it like imperial father to Mother Rong? "Before, I couldn't do it, but now, I don't do it …"

Rong'er looked at Yin Reng in shock, not understanding the meaning behind his words.

As if he knew what Rong'er was thinking, he suddenly laughed, and said with a bitter tone: "The imperial father used to love the Mother Rong, but as an emperor, his throne is not stable yet, so he can't concentrate on the Mother Rong. Now that the imperial father's authority is stable, no one can threaten him anymore. imperial father is no longer exclusive to just one person! "

Rong'er didn't think that Yin Reng would actually see through all of these so clearly. The bitterness in her heart filled her heart in an instant. Reng Er, perhaps this is more fair for the harem … "

Suddenly, Rong'er laughed and looked at Yin Reng: "Crown Prince, there is something that I should not have asked, but I am really curious, if you love Wanying so much, then where is the zither master, Wang Jiami?"

Yin Reng was startled and hurriedly said: "Mother Rong, no one can compare to the beauty of the zither master, Wang Jiami. This son truly appreciates it but is not moved by it.

Could it be that everyone's guess of Yin Reng's admiration for him was really a misunderstanding?

"If the imperial father is lost, your son shall not get it!" Yin Reng said angrily, "If I can be with Wan Ying, this son would rather not be the crown prince!"

"Crown Prince!" "Don't talk nonsense!" Hearing this, Rong'er immediately scolded, "Crown Prince, please remember, what you bear is not only you, but also the trust of the Empress Renxiao, you must remember it! Your mother died giving birth to you, so you have to be worthy of her! "

"Mother Rong, Reng Er was just speaking angrily!" Seeing that Rong'er was really angry, Yin Reng said in a light voice. Regarding Mother Rong, he had always regarded her as his own mother, so he naturally would not make her angry.

"I know what you're saying!" Rong'er took a light breath, "Didn't your imperial father still give in? Guar Jiajia, your imperial father originally wanted to directly give her the title of Crown Prince's Wife, but now, she is only Crown Prince's Wife. Yin Reng, you have to understand the intentions behind your imperial father's actions. "

"Your son …" Before Yin Reng could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the cry of a baby, "It's born, it's born, mother is born, Wan Yingsheng is born!"

Rong'er nodded lightly, smiling as he looked at the cheerful Yin Reng. A moment later, the door opened, and the palace maid hurriedly reported: "Reporting to Your Highness, Imperial Concubine Rong, prince's consort, mother and son are safe, it's a boy!"

Ah!" That's great! Quickly report it to the Emperor! " Yin He, who was at the side, had already rushed into the room.

Rong'er walked to the door, only to see Yin Reng tightly grabbing onto Li Jiayin's hand, and softly speaking, the scene in front of her eyes was actually so familiar yet so unfamiliar. Wan-ying, a woman who received all the love of the future crown prince, would she be happy? Was it her fortune to marry the crown prince two days later and give birth to his grandson before the crown prince's wedding? Looking at the baby in the nurse's arms from afar, he is a preterm child, will he grow up healthy?

Two days later, the Crown Prince's wedding took place. He formally married Guar Jiajia, the granddaughter of Hua Shan, the lieutenant of the Han Army and a third-rate general of Boyu Prefecture.