After the replacement of the delicate imperial concubine, my emperor will never come to court again

Chapter 21 Seeing the Facts Clearly
  Ren Yuhuan raised his cheek and felt the tingling sensation of the sun shining on his face.

Ren Yuhuan felt happy after not seeing the sun for several days.

Hearing that it was Shen Yanzhi who ordered her to be released, Ren Yuhuan's heart felt as warm as the sun shining on her body.

Back in Yikun Palace, Ren Qianyu called the imperial doctor to examine her.

Seeing the scars on her body, he frowned and said, "This can't leave a scar."

The imperial doctor agreed.

Ren Yuhuan knew that Ren Qianyu would not care about her, so he didn't care.

After taking the medicine, Ren Yuhuan gave it to himself.

These medicines are all top-grade medicines. They will feel cool when applied to the wound, and it will not hurt so much.

There were wounds on his front and back, so Ren Yuhuan could only lie on his side on the bed.

In order to help her get better quickly, Ren Qianyu was willing to feed her and used all kinds of medicinal materials.

Everything he ate these days was medicinal food prescribed by the imperial doctor to replenish Ren Yuhuan's health.

But good times never last long.

When Ren Yuhuan's wounds were no longer so "dirty," Ren Qianyu kicked open her door and walked straight in.

The old grandma urged Ren Yuhuan to stand up and salute.

Ren Yuhuan could only grit his teeth and endure the pain of the wound as he crawled out of bed and knelt on the ground: "Thank you sister for saving my life."

Ren Qianyu looked down at Ren Yuhuan with complicated emotions.

Disgust mixed with the desire to take advantage, and a little jealous that Shen Yanzhi was willing to touch her, he just stared at Ren Yuhuan coldly.

He didn't care that Ren Yuhuan was kneeling on the cold ground in single clothes and shivering.

The old grandma coughed to remind Ren Qianyu.

Ren Qianyu threatened in a cold voice: "Ren Yuhuan, remember the grace of survival this time. Please give me something to do in this harem fight. If something like this happens again, I will definitely not save you again!"

Ren Yuhuan could only be grateful again: "I understand. I will be careful in my words and deeds in the future so as not to affect my sister and father's plans."

Ren Yuhuan was dissatisfied and scolded: "How many times have you said this? I just believed your words, so I humbled myself and begged His Majesty for your forgiveness!"

Ren Yuhuan felt a prick in his heart when he heard this. It turned out that it was Shen Yanzhi who let Ren Qianyu out as a noble concubine.

"You are nothing without me, just a low-class palace maid that no one cares about. You'd better remember this at all times."

Ren Yuhuan's heart became cold, knowing that Ren Qianyu was telling the truth.

Immediately and sincerely, he bowed his head again: "What my eldest sister taught me is that my concubine didn't understand before, but now I understand."

Ren Qianyu stood up and snorted: "Remember, not only are you protected by me, but also your mother."

Ren Yuhuan shuddered again and stood up to see Ren Qianyu out.

Ren Yuhuan returned to bed and pulled the quilt up to cover his head and face. He was just shaking under the quilt and couldn't shed a single tear.

This time it was just a trivial matter, but for Ren Yuhuan, it was already a narrow escape from death.

In the harem, it was far from as simple as she thought.

Ren Qianyu was arrogant and domineering, and she had to endure it until she became stronger and then it was time to settle the matter.

Ren Yuhuan's injury could not be fully restored so quickly.

Although Ren Qianyu did not try to win back Shen Yanzhi during this period, Shen Yanzhi was concerned about the development of Yikun Palace and visited several times during the day.

Ren Qianyu greeted her every time, only saying that Ren Yuhuan was recovering from his injuries in the back hall.

Ren Yuhuan accidentally got out of bed to move around and quietly came to the front hall. He could also see Shen Yanzhi and felt a little annoyed. Even if she is not here, Shen Yanzhi will come because of the imperial concubine.

One month later, Ren Qianyu visited Ren Yuhuan's room again.

Instead, he asked the palace maid to step forward and strip off Ren Yuhuan's clothes and make her stand in the middle of the room.

Ren Qianyu stepped forward, looked around Ren Yuhuan, and said with a sneer: "They are all recovering well. These days they are just playing around and not doing anything, but they have gained some weight."

Ren Yuhuan was stared at by several people, standing naked, feeling ashamed and resentful in his heart, but he tried his best to keep his face calm and let Ren Qianyu look at her.

Ren Qianyu originally thought that Ren Yuhuan would be dissatisfied and would retaliate, but she didn't expect Ren Yuhuan to be so submissive.

He immediately lost interest and said with a stern face: "Now that you are well taken care of, go back and do your duty as a palace maid. When His Majesty comes, the time is good, Your Majesty."

"Remember the reason why I kept you. The sooner I finish you, the sooner I will be free!"

Ren Qianyu took the people out without even closing the door.
  Ren Yuhuan gritted his teeth, endured the anger in his heart, and quickly grabbed his clothes and wrapped them up.

However, except for one visit to the Chenghuan Hall today, His Majesty never visited any concubines.

The Ministry of Rites and the Internal Affairs Office were busy preparing to welcome the Queen Mother back to the palace.

In order to show his filial piety, His Majesty personally watched and watched after going to court.

Ren Qianyu heard that the Queen Mother had left the palace to worship Buddha, so she returned to the palace. All the concubines were trying their best to prepare gifts.

I knew in my heart that it was necessary to please the Queen Mother.

But I can’t think of what to prepare.

Other palaces must have prepared ordinary things, but there is really no way to come up with any unexpected gifts.

Ren Yuhuan also heard about this among the palace maids, and immediately thought of a good idea.

Because Ren Qianyu couldn't think of a good gift, she vented her temper on the palace people every day.

Ren Yuhuan looked for an opportunity to come forward and offer suggestions.

"Is my sister worried about the gift from the Queen Mother? My concubine has an idea. Is it feasible for my sister to listen to it?"

Ren Qianyu lazily raised her eyelids and said reluctantly: "Let me listen to you."

"The Queen Mother sincerely worships the Buddha and does not hesitate to go out of the palace to worship the Buddha in person. Naturally, the gift must be related to the Buddha."

Ren Qianyu heard this and immediately curled her lips and said: "If you are talking about copying Buddhist scriptures by hand, I heard that Concubine Shu has been copying them every day in the past, so she is already well prepared."

Ren Yuhuan smiled lightly and took a step forward: "Of course anyone can think of these things. If my eldest sister wants to take things by surprise, of course she can't prepare these."

Ren Qianyu frowned and scolded: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't beat around the bush in front of me!"

Ren Yuhuan took a breath and said, "Why not present the picture of Guanyin painted by the famous artist Zhang Zherui, and then place it in the Hong'en Temple in the suburbs for worship, so that the mother-in-law pilgrims can leave their signatures and leave messages?"

Ren Qianyu heard that Zhang Zherui was the most famous painter in the capital, and Guanyin was related to Buddhism. Of course it was a good gift. Let her father find a way, and he would definitely be able to do it.

However, after hearing Ren Yuhuan's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"If anyone is allowed to sign a famous painting, wouldn't it ruin the entire painting? Ren Yuhuan, do you have an ulterior motive and want to harm me?"

As he spoke, a clear jade teacup was thrown towards Ren Yuhuan's face.

Ren Yuhuan skillfully avoided it and quickly explained: "What do famous paintings mean in the palace? What is so strange in the eyes of the Queen Mother?"

Ren Qianyu was stunned, but she thought it made sense.

"The Queen Mother worships the Buddha devoutly. She naturally misses her children when she returns to the palace. Don't you understand her loving mother's heart? If the common people who are also mothers leave signatures, wouldn't it improve the Queen Mother's mood for rushing back?"

(End of this chapter)