boyutpedia Chapter 222 Bizhuer
Chapter 222 Bizhuer
Concubine Shu nodded gently, "Get up, you are also doing your duty. I feel relieved to have you by Yunli's side."
The door to the study slowly opened, letting in a bookish air. The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of morning light filtering through the carved window lattices, casting patches of light onto the floor.
Concubine Shu's eyes quickly scanned the room and finally fell on an object wrapped tightly in oil paper on the desk.
She walked quickly forward and picked up the package. "This is what Yunli sent back." She said softly, with a hint of relief in her voice.
Jiyun followed in and she carefully closed the study door.
"With this thing, the Zhen family can't turn the tables." Jiyun's eyes also showed excitement.
"Yes." Concubine Shu nodded. "Yunli is still soft-hearted. I will keep this item. I think he seems to be somewhat sincere towards Zhen."
Jiyun hesitated, "Zhen abandoned her as a concubine, how could the Seventeenth Master..."
"You don't understand. Zhen is both talented and beautiful, and she is also arrogant. Women like this are the ones men are most attracted to." Concubine Shu's eyes were dim, as if she was nostalgic.
She suddenly changed the subject and mentioned Huanbi, "The Huanbi by Zhen's side actually stayed in the palace."
Jiyun bowed her head respectfully, "It's my fault. Huanbi is indeed Bizhu'er's daughter. If I had known this, I would have reminded my master."
"Biju'er, what a familiar name." Concubine Shu narrowed her eyes for a rare moment, her eyes sparkling with a moist luster.
"It's better for her to stay in the palace. Zhen is useless, and an ambitious daughter like Huanbi is the descendant of our clan. I heard that Yunli has contacted her." As she said this, she waved her sleeves and sat down leisurely in the main seat.
"Yes, she was granted the title of an official lady, but she was overshadowed by a horse trainer, and she felt very lonely."
Concubine Shu snorted coldly, "Those Manchus and Han people in the palace are all full of tricks. It's normal that Huanbi can't compete with them. However, Zhen's return to the palace from Ganlu Temple is too ostentatious. Huanbi and I are destined to be together, and she has become a palace concubine in a legitimate way. It's best to keep her as a hidden chess piece."
Jiyun tried to guess what Concubine Shu meant, and hinted, "Seventeenth Master, whether he succeeds or not, those special bird's nests will be useless..."
Concubine Shu raised the corner of her mouth in pleasure, "She is an old friend of mine, it is my duty to take care of her."
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Huanbi became a court lady and thought she could get rid of her humble status, but reality was like a heavy hammer, shattering her fantasy.
Ever since she entered the ranks of court ladies, the emperor's gaze never seemed to linger on her. Even when she was a maid in the Yangxin Palace, she would receive praise from the emperor from time to time. Now she was like a chess piece left in the corner, with no one paying attention to her.
When Huanbi heard the news from her father, she was filled with anxiety, yet felt powerless.
Although she held the title of an official lady, she was just a powerless little person in the palace with its strict hierarchy and numerous rules, and was unable to lend a helping hand to her father.
It was another late night, and she was lying in bed. Her father's face appeared in her mind again. Her heart was full of worry about her father and self-blame for her own incompetence. Her tears often soaked her pillow unknowingly, and her heart was full of sadness and helplessness.
I woke up in the middle of the night with my father and mother's kind and loving actions still echoing in my mind, but I was woken by the cold temperature of the small bedroom.
After wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, she turned over and silently wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.
As soon as she closed her eyes, the words in the letter, "Madam Mo Chou is doing well," lingered in her mind again, making her heart feel like a spice bottle had been overturned, with all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined.
When she saw Zhen Huan leaving the palace, she had imagined herself supporting her elder sister in the future. However, reality dealt her a heavy blow. After two years in the palace, she knew nothing about her father's situation. It was only through Zhen Huan's connections that she was informed.
The thought of this ignited a fire of jealousy in her heart that could not be extinguished. Why was Zhen Huan, also a daughter of the Zhen family, favored so highly? She could not understand, and her resentment and resentment grew day by day within the palace.
When Zhen Huan was in the palace, it was Huanbi who was responsible for receiving letters from home. This unnamed person was able to deliver this letter. Although not a royal relative, he must be a powerful figure. Thinking of the favor Zhen Huan received before leaving the palace and the favor she received from nobles after leaving the palace, it formed a sharp contrast with her cold treatment.
Huanbi could no longer slow down her breathing and pulled the quilt over her head and sobbed.
It was not until dawn that Cui'er hurried into the house and lit a candle.
"My lady, it's time to get up." She called softly.
Huanbi woke up instantly from her sleep, pushed aside the bed curtains, and ordered as usual: "Well, put more makeup on me later."
Cui Er smiled and said, "The Empress had a head attack last night, so she can skip the greetings today. My lady, you can have breakfast and then rest for a while. The breakfast dishes sent by the Imperial Kitchen today are delicious, my lady, please eat more."
Huanbi held her forehead and frowned, "Has he had a headache? Did the Emperor go to see the Imperial Concubine again? Or did he personally teach the Sixth Prince again?"
As for the fact that the food was delicious, she didn't take it seriously at all.
"I don't know about this." Cui'er lowered her head and helped her get up with nimble hands and feet.
When the breakfast was served, Huanbi's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, "This is Buddha's Hand Pastry, Salt and Pepper Spring Rolls, Jingzhou Pickles, Five Seed Soup, and Almond Milk. Is this my breakfast?"
Cui Er smiled as she prepared the meal, "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have woken you up so early."
"Did the imperial kitchen take the wrong medicine?" Huanbi muttered.
Through the carved door, one could see shadowy figures in the main hall. Judging from the time, Concubine Wen must have gotten up with Wen Yi for dinner.
Swallowing the strange feeling in her heart, Huanbi thought to herself: I eat no worse than Cao Qinmo.
"Hey, there's something under this plate of Buddha's Hand Pastry." Cui'er screamed.
Another letter?
Huanbi suddenly thought of something, her heart beat faster, a feeling of both anticipation and nervousness surged in her heart, and she reached out to grab the letter.
With her hands trembling slightly, Huanbi carefully unfolded the letter.
The letter stated that an elder was an old friend of Huanbi's mother, Bizhu'er, and upon learning that Huanbi was in the palace, he specifically asked him to deliver 1,000 taels of silver to help her with her urgent needs. Furthermore, he thoughtfully paid for the imperial kitchen to ensure that Huanbi's food was improved and that she did not suffer any injustice in the palace.
After reading the letter, Huanbi's eyes instantly moistened, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She hadn't felt such warm care in a long time. This kind of care was like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing a little light to her previously bleak world.