SFS Chapter 137 Huan Yi Xiang
Chapter 137 Huan Yi Xiang
"Sister, don't act rashly. The emperor is very dissatisfied with what Nian Gengyao did. He won't be arrogant for much longer. Once Nian Gengyao falls, Concubine Hua will also be liquidated. Why rush, sister?" After hearing the meaning of Shen Meizhuang's words, Zhen Huan actually wanted to fight to the death with Nian Shilan!
"But Rong'er can't wait!" Shen Meizhuang's voice was low, with a deep sense of despair in her tone. "She has no time left. I will send the Sixth Prince to the Empress Dowager's palace. With the Empress Dowager's blessing and protection, he will be safe. No matter what I do next, you must stay out of it, and don't ask for mercy..."
Before Shen Meizhuang finished speaking, she saw someone running towards her from a distance!
Jinxi was the first to see who it was, "It's Xiao Luzi!"
Both of them were very nervous!
Xiao Luzi approached quickly, not bothering to salute, and said, "My two ladies, my mistress has woken up and asked me to look for you!"
The two of them quickly got on the sedan chair and quickly came to the Yanxi Palace.
In the Yanxi Palace, An Lingrong has woken up. She has been conscious for shorter and shorter periods of time in the past few days. Although Su Ye has been comforting her that her injury is not serious and is slowly getting better, An Lingrong also smells the odor of the wound on her back. Combined with her current fever, chills, and difficulty breathing, she knows that her wound is unfortunately infected!
"Su Ye, help me up and wipe my face!" An Lingrong knew that Zhen Huan and Shen Meiyu would be here soon, and she didn't want them to see her weak appearance and worry even more!
Su Ye sat on the bed and slowly helped her up, carefully avoiding her wound and letting her lean on him. He put one hand around her shoulders and used the other hand to carefully wipe her face and hands with a handkerchief!
When Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang entered the bedroom, Su Ye was feeding An Lingrong medicine!
An Lingrong heard the noise and slowly raised her head. Shen Meizhuang was already in front of her. Tears burst out uncontrollably again, "Rong'er, Rong'er..."
"Sister, are you okay? Don't cry. You're still in confinement!" As soon as An Lingrong opened her mouth, Shen Meizhuang cried even harder.
An Lingrong stretched out her hand with difficulty to wipe her tears, but Shen Meizhuang grabbed her hand tightly and covered her face with it. Although the hand was cold and weak, it made her feel the long-lost warmth.
Zhen Huan wiped her tears, sat beside her, took her hand and asked, "How do you feel?"
An Lingrong deliberately spoke lightly, "Alas, the meat you worked so hard to raise for me is gone again. I ate all these good things for nothing!"
But neither Zhen Huan nor Shen Meizhuang was amused by her.
An Lingrong sighed and said, "Sister, please stop crying. I want to talk to you. How can we talk if you're like this?"
Only then did Shen Meizhuang stop crying, took An Lingrong from Su Ye's hands, and leaned her against herself!
"Sister, the smell of you makes me feel at ease!" Smelling the familiar scent, An Lingrong felt a little more relaxed!
This sentence made the tears that Shen Meizhuang had managed to hold back flow out again.
Zhen Huan calmed herself down and while feeding An Lingrong medicine, she briefly recounted what had happened in the past few days.
"Don't worry about Concubine Hua anymore. The Emperor has long been wary of her. The Huanyi incense in her palace is added with musk, so she has been favored by the emperor for many years but has never been pregnant!" An Lingrong knew that she would not be able to hold on for much longer and would fall asleep again, so she only talked about the important things.
Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang were shocked. "Musk?"
"No wonder the emperor said Concubine Hua would not get pregnant. So this is the reason!" Zhen Huan murmured.
She now understood why An Lingrong had risked angering Nian Shilan by kicking over the incense burner in Yiku Palace!
An Lingrong continued, "When the Emperor was still Prince Yong, he married Nian Shilan in order to win over her brother, Nian Gengyao, the Governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi, and use him to contain the Fourteenth Master's military strength. However, the Emperor was afraid that Nian Gengyao would become too powerful and out of control. If Shilan became pregnant, Nian Gengyao would definitely support the child, endangering the Emperor's position. Therefore, Nian Shilan could not get pregnant, and even if she did, she would definitely have a miscarriage.
Nian Gengyao's actions have now angered the Emperor, and the Emperor will sooner or later take action against him. Therefore, the most urgent task now is for Sister Zhen to take good care of the baby and Sister Mei to take good care of herself. Nothing else matters!"
Shen Meizhuang asked anxiously, "What about you? Your body..."
An Lingrong sighed, "Everyone has their own destiny. You can't force it!"
After hearing these words, even Zhen Huan couldn't control her tears.
Seeing them crying happily, An Lingrong wanted to persuade them again, but she was exhausted, her eyes rolled back and she fainted again.
As the sky gradually darkened, Shen Meiyu was unwilling to return to the palace. Zhen Huan was concerned about the fetus in her belly, so after Shen Meiyu and Jin Xi's strong persuasion, she returned to Suiyuxuan to rest.
The next day, at noon, An Lingrong woke up again. When she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Meiyu.
The Shen Meizhuang in front of her had disheveled hair, a haggard face, and wrinkled clothes. She was completely different from the dignified and elegant woman in An Lingrong's impression.
"Sister, go back and rest. You are still in confinement after childbirth. You must take care of yourself!"
Seeing that she had woken up, Shen Meizhuang took a handkerchief and wiped her face. She then took a spoonful of medicine, blew it cool, and brought it to her lips. She said gently, "Here, drink the medicine. It's a little bitter, but I've prepared candied fruit, and Huan'er also asked Liu Zhu to make some snacks. I've asked the imperial physician, and you can eat less!"
An Lingrong listened to her gentle words, tears slowly seeping out of her eyes. "Sister, I've been lonely all my life. Since entering the palace, you and Sister Zhen have taken care of me and protected me. You've treated me like a sister and trusted me. I'm deeply grateful. I'm just sad that I couldn't see the Sixth Prince grow up, couldn't see Sister Zhen's child born safely, couldn't... couldn't grow old with you and Sister Zhen."
Shen Meizhuang listened to her words that sounded like her last words, her lips trembling and she shed silent tears. Now, there was nothing she could do except stay with Rong'er every moment.
"Rong'er, don't say such things. I have sent someone to pick up your mother and bring her to the capital. When she arrives, you and your daughter will meet. And Wen Shichu has returned. I will definitely let him cure you!" He held An Lingrong's hand tightly, as if he wanted to pass all his strength to her.
The two of them cried facing each other. An Lingrong now finally understood the poem by Wu Hou, "He died before he could accomplish his mission." What a pity!
Alas, An Lingrong had worked so hard to obtain the chance of rebirth in her previous life, but she had wasted it in vain. If she knew that she was beaten to death by Concubine Hua, would she point at her nose and call her stupid?
But I still have so many things to do!