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Chapter 486: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 19

"Go down." There was a hint of fatigue in Rong Yin's tone. Seeing this, Mingyu didn't dare to say anything more and could only retreat silently.

Ever since she contradicted the Emperor last time because of Yingluo, the Emperor has not set foot in Changchun Palace for a long time. At first, Rongyin comforted herself that the Emperor was busy with government affairs and did not need to care too much about these empty formalities.

But as the days passed, the emperor never came even on the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month, which made her already uneasy heart even more flustered.

"Is it true that the Emperor has ignored me so much because of Er Qing?" Rong Yin murmured to herself, her heart filled with pain.

She thought that she had been in the palace for many years and had always abided by her duties, managing the harem in an orderly manner, and had never overstepped her boundaries. But now, all this seemed like an irony, deeply hurting her heart.

"Your Majesty, please eat something. Your health is important!" Mingyu looked at Rongyin's thin appearance and felt so distressed that tears were about to fall.

Rong Yin put down the teacup in her hand, rubbed her brows, and said with all her strength, "I'm not hungry, you can leave now."

"But..." Mingyu wanted to persuade her again, but saw Yingluo staggering into Changchun Palace.

Her wounds had not yet healed and it hurt when she walked, but she didn't care about that. The queen's haggard appearance made her anxious.

"My queen, why are you doing this?" Yingluo knelt beside Rongyin, looking at her increasingly thin face with heartache.

"Is it worth it for you to do that cruel thing?"

Rong Yin smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Yingluo, I know you feel sorry for me, but in the harem, there are not so many worthwhile and unworthy things. It's just that I have no choice."

"No choice?" Yingluo was furious.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind, that's why Na Erqing bullies you! Do you know how much the Emperor loves her now?"

"Shut up!" Rong Yin shouted sternly, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense about the emperor!"

Ying Luo took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart: "My queen, I know that you are virtuous and don't want to compete with others, but there are some things that you will lose forever if you don't fight for them!"

Rong Yin's eyes flickered. Ying Luo's words were like a knife that pierced through the false appearance of calm she had been creating.

Yes, she had always thought that as long as she was virtuous, she would be respected and loved by the emperor. But now it seemed that it was just her wishful thinking.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the past?" Yingluo's voice became gentle, as if she was recalling something beautiful.

"At that time, you and the emperor were in perfect harmony and very loving. I have never seen the emperor be so gentle to anyone..."

Rong Yin's eyes gradually became blurred, and those sweet memories of the past flooded into her heart like a tide.

"But what about now?" Yingluo's voice brought Rongyin back to reality.

"Ever since Na Erqing climbed onto the dragon bed, the emperor has rarely set foot in Changchun Palace. Even when he came, he had a cold face and ignored you. Your Majesty, are you willing to let her take away everything that belongs to you?"

Rongyin clenched her hands tightly into fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh, but she didn't feel any pain. Yes, she was unwilling! She was Hongli's first wife.

Rongyin sighed softly. Yingluo's words stirred up a storm in her heart. Yes, she was the empress of the Qing Dynasty, of noble status and the mother of the country. But deep in her heart, she was just the daughter of Fucha, an ordinary woman who longed for her husband's love.

Over the years, her love for Hongli has never changed, and has even become stronger with the passage of time. But this love now seems like a joke, which makes her feel extremely ironic and heartbroken.

"Yingluo, I understand what you mean." Rongyin's voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness, "It's just that some things can't be won just by wanting to fight for them."

"Empress!" Yingluo wanted to persuade her again, but Rongyin raised her hand to stop her.

"I'm tired and want to be alone." Rong Yin rubbed his eyebrows, his face filled with inextricable sorrow.

Seeing this, Yingluo didn't know what to say and could only retreat silently.

In Changchun Palace, Rongyin was the only one left sitting by the window, looking at the flowers in full bloom outside the window, but her heart was desolate. She recalled the scene when she first entered Prince Bao's mansion. At that time, Hongli doted on her and took good care of her. They recited poems and painted together, and enjoyed the flowers and the moon together, spending many wonderful times together.

But everything changed after he ascended the throne. Hongli became increasingly busy and unpredictable. Especially after Erqing appeared, his heart seemed to be completely occupied by that woman, and there was no place for himself anymore.

"Am I really not as good as Erqing?" Rong Yin murmured to herself, with a hint of bitterness in her eyes.

Inside Chuxiu Palace, Concubine Gao threw the teacup in her hand to the ground fiercely. The fine Ru kiln teacup instantly broke into pieces, and the tea splashed all over her skirt, but she was completely unaware of it.

"Damn Er Qing, you are just a bannerman who is not worthy of being in public, yet you dare to show off in front of me!" Concubine Gao gritted her teeth, her beautiful face full of ferociousness.

"They are all trash! A bunch of trash!" Concubine Gao was furious. Her sharp voice echoed in Chuxiu Palace, scaring the palace maids and eunuchs into silence, not daring to make a sound.

"Your Majesty, please calm down and take care of yourself!" Zhilan, the personal maid, comforted her softly while picking up the debris on the ground.

Zhilan lowered her head and carefully cleaned up the mess on the ground, but secretly complained in her heart. Ever since Na Erqing became favored, Concubine Gao's temper became more and more irritable. She would beat and scold the servants at any time, and she almost broke all the porcelain in Chuxiu Palace.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Erqing is just a vixen who relies on her beauty to seduce the Emperor. Once the Emperor gets used to her, he will naturally get tired of her." Zhilan consoled her while secretly observing Concubine Gao's expression.

Concubine Gao sneered, and gently stroked the newly made gem-inlaid armor with her slender jade fingers, saying in a cold tone: "Newness? I can't wait that long! As long as that little bitch is not eliminated, I will never be at peace!"

"What does your Majesty want?" Zhilan asked cautiously.

A vicious light flashed in Concubine Gao's eyes: "I want her dead! She won't even have a burial place!"

Zhilan was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she quickly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, calm down! There are many eavesdropping walls in this palace. If someone hears it, it will be terrible!"

Concubine Gao waved her hand impatiently: "What are you afraid of! Am I afraid of those gossiping maids?"

"Your Majesty is of noble status, so naturally you don't have to take those people seriously. But in this harem, it's easy to take someone's life, but it's not easy to do it cleanly and without leaving any trace!" Zhilan lowered her voice with a hint of suggestion in her tone.