Romance novel

  "There are a few things I don't understand, and I will die with unresolved purpose." Urala Nara Ni Mengyi said weakly, pulling down the corner of her mouth.

  "The imperial physician said that your illness is due to overthinking and invasion of cold evil. As long as you take good care of yourself and rest well, you will recover quickly." So stop pretending.

  "I couldn't calm down, as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the image of Xia Shui Shui's head bleeding and falling in front of me, she was so wronged, I was also wronged...... Fu Jin, you say is it not?"

  "Do you think she was wronged? I don't think so. She followed a master like you and died in her rightful place, died with honor. Why not ask her next time if that's what she thought?"

  Ula Nara. Ni Mengyi saw that she was wearing a white fox fur forehead, with a string of pearls around her neck, and a faint smile like a bright pearl, elegant and noble, clear and transparent without being stained by dust. In her heart, she suddenly felt a surge of jealousy, "If I could ask, I would definitely ask, not only ask her, but also ask Furen, is it you, is it you who killed Xia Popo?"

  "Killed her? Where did that come from?" Yunzhu said displeased, "Doesn't Ce Fu Jin still not understand the meaning of not speaking carelessly even now?"

  Xia GuGu would never let her live and continue to serve beside Wu LaLa, if she didn't take advantage of her illness to get rid of her, then this Fu Jin position would be useless.

  "Do you dare to swear?" she gritted her teeth. "You didn't deliberately neglect her after she got hurt? Take good care of her?"

  "Why should I swear? To prove that I didn't harm a slave?" Yunzhu sneered, "If I wanted to make things difficult for her, let her have a hard time or even die, there are thousands of ways to do it. Even if I beat her to death directly, others wouldn't say anything about it. Do I need to scheme against an insignificant maid? Besides, didn't Xiaojie recover from her injuries in this courtyard? How did it become my fault on purpose? Wula Nara Cefujin, I'm not here to listen to your groundless speculations. If you have something to say, speak quickly, I don't have time to waste with you."

  It's really getting to the point where nothing can penetrate! Wu La Na Ra, Ni Meng Yi coughed a few times, thinking that he should have arrived by now, fearing that his beloved Fu Jin would be harmed by her... A surge of frustration and bitterness rose in her chest, and she coughed again twice, saying miserably: "I underestimated you, I admit it! I finally understand that from start to finish, the affair at the Imperial Garden was a joint conspiracy between you and Gao Shi against me. Even later on, the plot to harm Yong Zhang was also designed by you two... isn't that right?"

  Yunzhu's face was shocked, but thinking of the person who had appeared out of nowhere, she didn't feel surprised either. "Where did you get such a ridiculous idea, joining forces? What do you think Qianxi is? What do you think Wangye is?"

  "Could it be... that's not the case? Because of my status, because the Empress Dowager holds me in high regard, you think I pose a threat to you. You feel uneasy about me being a secondary imperial concubine, so you've been trying every means possible to make the Emperor have a bad impression of me, making me lose favor. That way, your position would be secure, isn't that right?!"

  "What's with the unease? You're talking as if we're on a battlefield." Yunzhu stood up, gazing calmly at Wu Lala who was leaning against the bed. "Don't impose your thoughts on me, you've been wrong from the start."

  "Firstly, the two palaces of Qing Xi are my home, and Wang Ye is my husband. My children are also here. As a wife and as the imperial son's Fu Jin, I don't need to fight for anything because all these things belong to me. Even you, if I may say something unpleasant, have only half the right to use them. Concubines and consorts, even in ordinary households, must be governed by rules. Don't take my tolerance for granted. Whether or not you are favored does not affect my feelings towards Wang Ye, nor does it affect Wang Ye's trust and respect for me. Do you understand?"

  Looking at Ulanara's increasingly pale face, she smiled happily and said, "Understand? Even if you are a Ce Furen, in our eyes, you are just an object of entertainment. At most, there is also political consideration."

  "Moreover, as a legitimate wife, as long as you do your part well, there won't be any talk of an unstable position. Arguing with you all, isn't that too humiliating?"

  Ulanara. Ni Mengyi almost spat out a mouthful of blood, this was completely not putting them in their eyes, the Hongli standing outside listened to his mouth twitching slightly, thinking about Yunzhu's usual carefree life, treating the harem and palace power with such a light and casual attitude, that was not even calculating, but rather like getting rid of trouble.

  "You, you, you don't love the king at all! If you loved him, you wouldn't be so indifferent! So heartless! The king has been so good to you... Do you know how much I envy you? Looks, talent, family background, I admit I'm not inferior to you. From the moment I saw the king for the first time, my greatest wish was to marry him, give birth to his children, and accompany him until old age..."

  "So?" Yunzhu interrupted her, her tone somewhat cold. "Is your love for him to humiliate him, to tarnish his reputation?"

  "I don't have—"

  "What was that scene at Yu Hua Yuan on Chongyang Festival?"

  Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia

  "Don't treat others like fools." Yunzhu sneered, "Your love for him is just a facade of gentle and kind words in front of him, but behind his back, you're constantly fighting with other women, making his home life miserable and letting others mock him for being unable to manage his household. Your love for him means not allowing any other woman to become his wife, not allowing any other woman to bear him children? Is this what you call love?"

  "I didn't, I didn't do that... Cough, cough, cough..." She gasped for breath, her eyes brimming with tears. "You can't slander me."

  "But you did, and I told you not to treat others like fools. Maybe you love him, but your love is too narrow-minded. Have you ever thought about what he needs? If every woman were like you, waving the flag of love, demanding his exclusive affection, demanding a title, demanding children, demanding protection for her family... demanding other women to give way and yield to your true love, which one should he listen to?"

  "I'm leaving, you take a good rest. Let me advise you, one's life is not just about love, but also about family ties, and the great love for one's country. When you have time, think more about your family, your parents, brothers, think more about the soldiers who fought to the death on the battlefield for the Qing dynasty, think more about the officials who worry about the people's livelihood, the emperor and princes who work hard day and night, then you will feel that personal love and hate are not worth mentioning."

  "Don't go! Please, tell Master Wang that I didn't harm Yongzhang, I didn't, I'm innocent, I swear..."

  As she walked out of the house, she found Hong Li standing with his hands behind him on one side. She was taken aback and asked, "What are you doing here?" Looking at Shang Ayi and Si Gui on the other side, they both lowered their heads.

  "Alright, don't look at them anymore. I'm here to find you... It's the first time I've seen you scold someone." He chuckled softly, helping her put on her cloak, and after making sure she was properly dressed, he took her hand and they walked out of the door together, without saying how he had found his way there.

  Yunzhu sighed, "She's doing it on purpose, isn't she? Luring you over to hear these words." She glanced at him, "Are you moved?"

  He grasped her hand, "As you said, there are so many women under the sky, must I respond if they love me?" He didn't want this kind of love that was full of calculation, greed and selfishness.

  However, a long, long time ago, when he was young and reckless, he had thought of having a woman who only had him in her heart and eyes, he was her sky and god, what he said went, and she was his interpretation flower, gentle village... This is the perfect combination of strength and weakness.

  But when he encountered the pure love he wanted to give, he found that he couldn't give it, nor could he afford to. Because of love, he would consider reality, consider the other person's happiness, and consider what she could bear... Only then did he realize that love, at its core, is not about taking, nor is it just about giving; it's about maintaining.

  "Smell good then." She smiled lightly.

  ……

  Wulana ran out of the bedroom, stumbling and staggering, her hand tightly grasping the carved red door, her eyes dazedly staring at the gradually disappearing figures in the distance, her heart aching, and finally spat out the blood that had been stuck in her throat with a "plop".

  "Master!" Xuan spoke in great surprise, rushing over to support her, "How are you? I'll go call the imperial physician!"

  "Don't go!" Ulanara grabbed her, "No need to go, I'm fine." After a round of calculations that ended in vain, from now on, the long years will be spent with no one to see the falling flowers, and the spring water flowing out of the imperial ditch, what's the difference?

  "Master, you must pull yourself together! You still have the old master and mistress, and the elder masters too! You can't give up like this. Have you forgotten your ambitions when you were in the mansion? This setback is nothing...!" Xiangyan spoke anxiously and incoherently as she helped Wu Lianxiang back into the house, supporting her onto the bed, covering her with a quilt, and bringing her warm water. "You're still young, you can't give up! Think of Xia Yini and me, your servants will always be by your side..."

  She couldn't imagine what would happen to her if the master gave up. Would she spend the rest of her life in a cold palace? Or die mysteriously? No, no, she didn't want to live this kind of life, didn't want this kind of fate!

  Can't... give up?

  Wulana. Tears streamed down from the corners of her eyes, rolling down, her hands covering her chest, she was unwilling to give up, she was willing to wait, but would he turn around and look at her again?

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  "There are a few things I don't understand, and I will die with unresolved purpose." Urala Nara Ni Mengyi said weakly, pulling down the corner of her mouth.

  "The imperial physician said that your illness is due to excessive mental stress and invasion of cold evil, as long as you take good care of yourself and rest well, you will recover quickly." So stop pretending.

  "I couldn't calm down, as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the image of Xia Shu's head bleeding and falling in front of me. She was so wronged, and I was also wronged... Fu Jun, you say is it not?"

  "Do you think she was wronged? I don't think so, following a master like you, dying is her due and an honor. Why not ask her next time if that's what she thinks?"

  Ula Nara. Ni Mengyi saw that she was wearing a white fox fur forehead, with a string of pearls around her neck, and a faint smile like a bright pearl, elegant and noble, clear and transparent without being stained by dust. In her heart, she suddenly felt a surge of jealousy, "If I could ask, I would definitely ask, not only ask her, but also ask Furen, is it you, is it you who killed Xia Popo?"

  "Killed her? What are you talking about?" Yunzhu said displeased, "Doesn't Ce Fu Jin still not understand the meaning of not speaking carelessly even now?"

  Xia GuGu would never let her live and continue to serve beside Ula Nara, if she didn't take advantage of her illness to get rid of her, then being the Fu Jin would be pointless.

  "Do you dare to swear?" she gritted her teeth. "You didn't deliberately neglect her after she got hurt? Take good care of her?"

  "Why should I take an oath? To prove that I didn't harm a slave?" Yunzhu laughed, "If I wanted to make things difficult for her, let her have a hard time or even die, there are thousands of ways to do it. Even if I directly beat her to death, others wouldn't say anything. Do I need to scheme against an insignificant maid like her?"

  "Besides, didn't Xia Gu Gu recover from her injuries in your courtyard? How did it become my fault on purpose? Wu La Na Ra Ce Fu Jin, I came here not to listen to your groundless conjectures. If you have something to say, speak quickly, I don't have time to waste with you."

  It's really hopeless! Wu Lan Na Ni Meng coughed a few times, thinking that he should have arrived by now, fearing that his beloved Fu Jin would be harmed by her... A surge of frustration and bitterness in her heart, she coughed again twice, and said miserably: "I underestimated you, I admit it! I finally understand that from start to finish, the affair at the Imperial Garden was a collaboration between you and Gao Shi to scheme against me. Even later, the plot to harm Yong Zhang, was also designed by you two... Right or not?"

  Yunzhu's face was shocked, but thinking of the person who had appeared out of nowhere, she didn't feel surprised either. "Where did you get such a ridiculous idea, joining forces? What do you think Qianxi is? What do you think Wangye is?"

  "Could it be... that's not the case? Because of my status, because the Empress Dowager holds me in high regard, you think I pose a threat to you, and as a result, you're trying every means possible to make His Majesty have a bad impression of me, making me lose favor. That way, your position would be secure, isn't that right?!"

  "Status? Anxiety? You're talking about it as if it's a battlefield." Yunzhu stood up, looking calmly at Wu Lanala who was leaning on the bed. "Don't apply your thoughts to me from the start, you were wrong. First of all, the West Palace is my home, the prince is my husband, and my children are here too. As a wife, as a princess, I don't need to fight for anything because these are mine. Even if I say something unpleasant, I have half the right to use them. Concubines and consorts in ordinary families also need to follow rules, don't take my tolerance for granted. Whether you are favored or not does not affect my feelings towards the prince, nor does it affect the prince's trust and respect for me. Do you understand?"

  Looking at Ulanara's increasingly pale face, she smiled happily and said, "Understand? Even if you are a Ce Furen, in our eyes, you are just an entertaining toy, at most, with some political consideration."

  "Moreover, as a legitimate wife, as long as you do your part well, there won't be any talk of an unstable position. Arguing with you people, isn't that too humiliating?"

  Ulanara. Ni Mengyi almost spat out a mouthful of blood, this was completely not putting them in their eyes, the Hongli standing outside listened to his mouth twitching slightly, thinking about Yunzhu's usual carefree life, treating the harem and palace power with such a light and casual attitude, that was not even calculating, but rather like getting rid of trouble.

  "You, you, you don't love the king at all! If you loved him, you wouldn't be so indifferent! So heartless! The king has been so good to you... Do you know how much I envy you? Looks, talent, family background, I admit I'm not inferior to you. From the moment I saw the king for the first time, my greatest wish was to marry him, give birth to his children, and accompany him until old age..."

  "So?" Yunzhu interrupted her, her tone somewhat cold. "Is your love for him to humiliate him, to tarnish his reputation?"

  "I don't have—"

  "What was that scene at Yu Hua Yuan on Chongyang Festival?"

  Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia

  "Don't treat others like fools." Yunzhu sneered, "Your love for him is to smile and be gentle in front of him, but behind his back, you fight with other women, making his home a mess, so that others can mock him for being unable to manage his household. Your love for him is not allowing any other woman to become his wife, not allowing any other woman to bear him children? Is this what you call love?"

  "I didn't, I didn't do that... Cough, cough, cough..." She gasped for breath, her eyes brimming with tears. "You can't slander me"

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  "But you did, and I told you not to treat others like fools. Maybe you love him, but your love is too narrow-minded. Have you ever thought about what he needs? If every woman were like you, waving the flag of love, demanding his exclusive affection, demanding a title, demanding children, demanding protection for her family... demanding other women to give way and yield to your true love, which one should he listen to?"

  "I'm leaving, you take a good rest. Let me advise you, one's life is not just about love, but also about family ties, and the great love for one's country. When you have time, think more about your family, your parents, brothers, think more about the soldiers who fought to the death on the battlefield for the Qing dynasty, think more about the officials who worry about the people's livelihood, the emperor and princes who work hard day and night, then you will feel that personal love and hate are not worth mentioning."

  "Don't go! Please, tell Master Wang that I didn't harm Yongzhang, I didn't, I'm innocent, I swear..."

  As she walked out of the house, she found Hong Li standing with his hands behind him on one side. She was taken aback and asked, "What are you doing here?" Looking at Shang Ayi and Si Gui on the other side, they both lowered their heads.

  "Alright, don't look at them anymore. I'm here to find you... It's the first time I've seen you scold someone." He chuckled softly, helping her put on her cloak, and after making sure she was properly dressed, he took her hand and they walked out of the door together, without saying how he had found his way there.

  Yunzhu sighed, "She did it on purpose, didn't she? Luring you over to hear these words." She glanced at him, "Are you moved?"

  He grasped her hand, "As you said, there are so many women under the sky, must I respond if they love me?" He didn't want this kind of love that was full of calculation, greed and selfishness. However, a long, long time ago, when he was young and arrogant, he had thought about having a woman who only had him in her heart and eyes, he was her sky and god, what he said went, and she was his gentle flower, warm hometown... This was the perfect combination of masculinity and femininity.

  But when he encountered the pure love he wanted to give, he found that he couldn't give it, nor could he afford to. Because of love, he would consider reality, consider the other person's happiness, and consider what she could bear... Only then did he understand that true love, in its depths, is not about plundering or unconditionally giving, but about preserving.

  "Smell good then." She smiled lightly.

  ……

  Wulana ran out of the bedroom, stumbling and staggering, her hand tightly grasping the carved red door, her eyes dazedly staring at the gradually disappearing figures in the distance, her heart aching, and finally spat out the blood that had been stuck in her throat with a "plop".

  "Master!" Xian exclaimed in shock, rushing over to support her. "What's wrong with you? I'll go call the imperial physician!"

  "Don't go!" Ulanara grabbed her, "No need to go, I'm fine." After a round of calculations that ended in vain, from now on, the long years will be spent with no one to see the fallen flowers, and the spring water will flow out of the imperial ditch. What's the difference?

  "Master, you must pull yourself together! You still have the old master and mistress, and the elder masters too! You can't give up like this. Have you forgotten your ambitions when you were in the mansion? This setback is nothing...!" Xiangyan spoke anxiously and incoherently as she helped Wu Lianxiang back into the house, supporting her onto the bed, covering her with a quilt, and bringing her warm water. "You're still young, you can't give up! Think about Xia Yinniang and me, your servants will always be by your side..."

  She couldn't imagine what would happen to her if the master gave up. Would she spend the rest of her life in a cold palace? Or die mysteriously? No, no, she didn't want to live such a life, didn't want such a fate!

  Can't... give up?

  Wulana. Tears streamed down from the corners of her eyes, rolling down, her hands covering her chest, she was unwilling to give up, she was willing to wait, but would he turn around and look at her again?