Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Fawning

Chapter 120: Praying at Anhua Temple

The smile on Yu Hu's lips faded. She stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said, "My lady, you must have been exhausted on the journey. I, your servant, have come to the Old Summer Palace to welcome you on the orders of the Emperor."

Meiruo blinked her eyelashes, curved her beautiful eyes, took Abao's hand, and smiled at her sideways, "Let's go then."

Yu Hu lowered his eyes slightly and led Meiruo forward.

Along the way, Meiruo was attracted by the prosperity of the Forbidden City. She was a princess who grew up on the prairie and had only seen cattle, sheep, grass, and deserts.

But what I see before my eyes are all kinds of flowers, a rare sight on the grassland.

Meiruo felt curious and looked at it a few more times.

When he walked into the door of a palace, Yu Hu's pace suddenly slowed down.

"My lord, please."

Yu Hu moved aside to let Mei Ruo enter the hall first.

Meiruo walked slowly forward and looked at the decoration in the room. Just as she reached the dressing table, Yu Hu clapped his hands, and immediately two maids came in with palace maids.

Meiruo suppressed her smile, looked at Yuhu, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Yu Hu bowed and smiled apologetically, "My lady was once a princess of the Mongolian grasslands, but now that you have entered the Qing Dynasty and become the Emperor's consort, you are no longer a princess of the grasslands. Naturally, your attire must follow the customs of the Qing Dynasty. These two are the dressers I have specially found for you."

Meiruo looked at her clothes and touched the pearl tassels on her head. Before leaving, King Bahrain told her that she must abide by the palace rules after entering the palace. The palace is not like the grassland and there is not so much freedom.

Her eyes were curved with a smile, and her slightly upturned nose was playful and cute. Meiruo turned around and sat down in front of the dressing table. She pouted at the bronze mirror and said, "Then let's change."

With Meiruo's permission, the dressing nanny and the palace maid came forward to remove the hair accessories on her head.

Meiruo took off her earrings, looked at Yuhu through the bronze mirror, and said, "Aunt, after I change my clothes, can I see the emperor?"

Yu Hu's brows relaxed, his eyes brimming with smiles as he said, "No hurry, young lady, stay in Yuanmingyuan for a while. In a couple of days, a maid will come to teach you the rules. When the time is right, the Emperor will come to see you."

"Okay." Meiruo lowered her eyes, feeling a little lost.

When Hongli was sitting in the Yangxin Palace reading a book, Jinzhong brought a letter from Yu Hu to him.

Jinzhong half-bowed and handed the letter to Hongli, saying softly, "Your Majesty, Aunt Yuhu has sent a letter saying that the Balin family has moved into the Old Summer Palace."

Hongli responded softly, put down the book, took the letter from Jinzhong's hand, and his dark eyes were deep under his slender and thick eyelashes.

He opened the letter.

In the letter, Yu Hu said that he had received Yingpin sent by the Balin tribe and had now placed her in the Old Summer Palace.

There were many concubines in the harem, and Hongli had no interest in Meiruo. If she was not the daughter of the King of Bahrain and had a noble status, and if it were not for the fact that he valued the Bahrain tribe, Hongli would not have sent Yuhu to the Old Summer Palace to settle her.

Hongli threw the letter aside. He had finished reviewing the memorials, was tired of reading, and was bored staying alone in the Yangxin Palace.

He originally wanted to go to Yongshou Palace to listen to Yan Wan sing, but he was afraid that Zhen Huan would find fault with him and use it to lecture him. Then he remembered that he hadn't seen Yihuan for a long time, so he went to Chuxiu Palace.

Under the careful care of Xihe and the imperial physician, Yihuan's complexion improved a lot.

Yi Huan leaned against Hong Li's chest and said softly, "Your Majesty, tomorrow I would like to go to An Hua Palace to chant sutras and pray for the Tenth Prince for a day. Is that okay with you?"

Yihuan felt sad when she thought about how she hadn't even seen the Tenth Prince for the last time. She wondered if the child had passed away peacefully, or if he resented her for not having his mother by his side. The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, so she asked Hongli to go to Anhua Hall to chant sutras and pray for the Tenth Prince.

When the Tenth Prince was mentioned, Hongli's face was filled with guilt.

If he had not acted impulsively, the Tenth Prince would not have died, so he naturally would not refuse Yihuan's request.

He hugged Yihuan's shoulders and comforted her, "Yihuan, don't be too sad. Yongyan's death was an accident. As long as you take good care of yourself, it will be better than anything else. When you are well, I will start over with you, and we will definitely have children."

Yihuan smiled. Even though she knew Hongli was just trying to cheer her up, she was still satisfied.

The next day, Hongli ordered Jinbao to send the tablet of the tenth prince to Anhua Hall, and also had people prepare a lot of incense and candles to be sent to Anhua Hall.

Yihuan knelt on the mat and bowed devoutly to the Buddha.

Xihe took out three incense sticks, lit them with a candle, and handed them to Yihuan.

Yihuan took it, bowed three times, then stood up with Xihe's support and inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner.

Turning to Xihe, she ordered, "Xihe, please go out. I want to pray for the Tenth Prince alone."

Xi He was a little embarrassed, fearing that something might happen if Yi Huan was left alone in An Hua Palace. She hurriedly said, "My lady, please let this servant stay and serve you."

Yihuan walked over to the cushion and knelt down, clasping his hands together and slowly closing his eyes. He said softly, "It's just a Buddhist chant in Anhua Hall. What could possibly happen? You should leave first."

Seeing Yihuan's insistence, Xihe reluctantly left Anhua Hall.

"Rong Pei?"

Ruyi tossed and turned in bed, and suddenly felt her lips dry and her mouth parched. She wanted Rong Pei to bring her some water.

But Rong Pei and Ling Yun were sleeping soundly tonight, and no one heard Ruyi's cry.

Helplessly, Ruyi had to get up and pour herself some water.

But when I walked to the table and picked up the teapot, I found that there was no water in it.

Ruyi put down the teapot in disappointment, opened the door and walked out.

The frosty moonlight shone on the stone bricks, and the branches swayed and cast shadows like algae in the water. The shadows under the eaves shifted repeatedly, and the cypress leaves looked slender and light in the dim light of the lanterns hanging in the courtyard.

She raised her eyes slightly.

The past comes to mind.

The last old face froze in front of my eyes.

Ruyi rubbed the corners of her moist eyes. It was her father. She finally showed a long-lost smile, stretched out her arms to her father, and said aggrievedly: "Father, your daughter misses you so much."

Narbu had a cold face and suddenly disappeared, leaving Ruyi empty-handed.

By the time Ruyi reacted, Narbu appeared behind her again.

"Father..." Ruyi's eyes gradually turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

"Qingying, you are so useless." Narbu said in shame and anger.

Ruyi's lips trembled slightly, as if there were thousands of words stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say a single word.

"Being divorced once by Hongli wasn't enough, but he did it a second time. Your aunt risked her life to protect you, and now you're trapped in the Yikun Palace. How will you face your aunt, who died because of you, in the future? How will you face the ancestors of the Ulanara family?"

"Father, I didn't mean it. I believe the emperor will definitely take me out, just like the cold palace. I believe the emperor loves me."

Narbu seemed to have heard a joke. He hadn't expected that his death would not bring Ruyi back to her senses, but instead fuel her love-sickness. He truly regretted sending Ruyi to Yixiu. He laughed heartily and questioned, "Love? Qingying, open your eyes and take a good look. Hongli is an emperor. How can an emperor be sincere?"

Ruyi was so ashamed that when she looked up again, Narbu had disappeared, replaced by a faint cry.

It turned out that Narbu's figure just now was just an illusion she had.