Phi-Fic Chapter 181 Consort Fucha
Chapter 181 Consort Fucha
"Your Majesty, tell me, what's the point of my life?"
My child is gone, Huanbi is gone, and my father and mother are gone too...
I only had Lingxi and Hongzhan left, but because of Ulanara Yixiu, I lost both Lingxi and Hongzhan!
What's the point of me still being alive?!
Zhen Huan's voice trembled, and every word seemed to be spoken with all her might.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
It was as if she would completely break down once her tears broke free.
Seeing Zhen Huan in such pain, Da Pang Ju felt a pang of heartache.
He was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Huanhuan, you still have me."
"I will always be with you. If you want children, you can choose one to raise in your name."
However, as soon as the words left his mouth, the chubby orange regretted them.
He knew very well that Hongli was now the only motherless child in the palace.
All the other children have biological mothers.
He himself had suffered greatly from the debt of gratitude for being born and raised, and in fact did not want to see his child separated from him.
Therefore, the only child Zhen Huan could choose from was Hongli.
But if it were before smallpox, he saw that Huanhuan was still willing to take care of Hongli.
However, the death of Lingxi Hongzhan can be said to have been indirectly caused by Hongli.
Although he didn't tell Huanhuan, with her intelligence, she probably already had a guess.
Huanhuan probably wouldn't want to raise Hongli.
With tears blurring her vision and her voice trembling, Zhen Huan said, "No matter who it is, it is neither my Lingxi nor Hongzhan."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhen Huan suddenly started coughing violently again.
Seeing this, the chubby orange cat quickly stepped forward, carefully reached out, and gently patted her back.
At the same time, he picked up a glass of warm water placed by the bedside and handed it to Zhen Huan, his face full of concern and worry.
"Huanhuan, don't rush, don't hurt yourself."
He spoke softly, a hint of anxiety in his voice.
Zhen Huan slowly raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears as she stared directly at the chubby orange, the sorrow in her eyes seeming to overwhelm anyone.
"Your Majesty, whenever I see any plant or tree in this Broken Jade Pavilion, I am reminded of Lingxi and Hongzhan."
They are so young, calling out "Mother" again and again, it breaks my heart..."
Zhen Huan's voice choked with sobs, and tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string.
Zhen Huan could no longer suppress her grief; she covered her face tightly with her hands.
Her body also began to tremble slightly involuntarily.
The cries were so plaintive and heart-wrenching that they brought tears to one's eyes.
The chubby orange-haired man was heartbroken, and without hesitation, he gently pulled Zhen Huan into his arms.
He offered her a comforting embrace. He whispered words of solace:
"Huanhuan, I know you are sad, but life must go on."
While trying to persuade Zhen Huan, the chubby orange cat couldn't help but think of the adorable little faces of the twins.
Although the two children were physically weak, they were very sensible and had been well-behaved by Huanhuan.
It was all that wicked woman, Ulanara Yixiu, who killed them.
If he had known, he shouldn't have kept Ulanara Yixiu around for Wanwan's sake.
He never expected that Ulanara Yixiu, as Wanwan's sister, would be so vicious.
Zhen Huan calmed down a little in his arms, and she slowly raised her head.
Looking at the big, fat orange cat, the sadness in her eyes did not lessen.
"Your Majesty, I wish to be alone for a while. Please go back first."
Zhen Huan's voice carried a hint of weakness.
Although the chubby orange was worried, he also understood that Zhen Huan needed to be alone to calm her emotions.
So he slowly released his embrace and said gently:
"Then I will return to the palace first. Huanhuan, you should rest well. If anything happens, please send someone to inform me."
After saying that, the chubby orange slowly got up and left Suiyu Pavilion, looking back every few steps.
Zhen Huan sat quietly by the bed, her gaze fixed on the back of the chubby orange cat.
Her eyes were originally gentle and sorrowful.
But at this moment it suddenly became cold and sharp, as if it could penetrate the body of the big fat orange.
In an instant, Zhen Huan's expression turned to sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes again.
After leaving Suiyu Pavilion, Big Fatty Orange walked along, thinking about how to make it up to Huanhuan.
As he walked, he recalled every moment he had spent with Huanhuan, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he owed her something.
After much deliberation, Big Fat Orange still felt that Huanhuan's rank should be elevated.
Huanhuan has been a concubine for several years now, it's time to promote her to the rank of Imperial Noble Consort.
However, the position of Imperial Noble Consort is already occupied by Imperial Noble Consort Shu, A-Jun, and Imperial Noble Consort Jing, Ruo-Zhao, so the Imperial Noble Consort position is full.
Big Fat Orange frowned, pondering how to solve this problem.
Both A-Jun and Ruo-Zhao have been very sensible in the palace over the years.
They were respectful, humble, and dutiful; having done nothing wrong, it was impossible to demote them.
Furthermore, they all have sons and daughters, so it's even less likely that he would ask them to step down for Zhenhuan's sake.
If you can't lower it, then raise it.
Big Fat Orange had the idea of making Ah Jun empress several years ago.
This bout of smallpox only strengthened Big Fat Orange's resolve.
If Ah-Jun hadn't discovered Hong-Chang's malfunction in time and handled it properly, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Moreover, Ah-Jun's son, Hong-Chang, was not only exceptionally gifted, but also successfully survived smallpox.
He was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate to inherit the throne among his many sons.
Ah-Jun is of noble birth, virtuous and kind, and blessed with good fortune; it is only right that she be made empress.
However, Big Fat Orange suddenly remembered Imperial Noble Consort Shilan.
.
Over the years, Shilan has been incredibly dedicated to managing palace affairs, a stark contrast to her previous self.
She is no longer as arrogant and domineering as she was in previous years; she has become calm, reserved, and handles affairs in an orderly manner.
Shilan performed exceptionally well during this smallpox outbreak.
Timely restraint of the women in the harem was necessary to ensure the effective implementation of epidemic prevention measures.
Proper arrangements for various epidemic prevention measures effectively curbed the spread of smallpox.
The Nian family has always been law-abiding and has not caused any trouble over the years.
The Nian family no longer held absolute power in the military; power gradually became more dispersed.
This situation made the chubby orange very satisfied.
Big Fat Orange thought to himself, "If I were to make Ah Jun my empress..."
Then the position of Imperial Noble Consort Shilan would become somewhat awkward.
He had also witnessed the changes in Shilan over the years.
If she becomes dissatisfied because of the matter of being made empress, it will be detrimental to the stability of the harem.
If Shilan still maintains the same temperament as in previous years,
Then, the big fat orange would definitely not hesitate to make Fucha Peiyun the empress in order to suppress Nian Shilan.
It is precisely because of Shilan's changes over the years that she has become more and more sensible and considerate.
This deepened Big Fat Orange's feelings for her, coupled with his guilt.
Big Fat Orange didn't want to wrong Nian Shilan.
After much deliberation, Big Fat Orange couldn't come up with a solution that satisfied both sides.
After much thought, Big Fat Orange decided to go visit Lingkun Palace.
He hadn't been to Lingkun Palace since smallpox was discovered in the palace.