usatvline Chapter 231 Consort Fucha
Chapter 231 Consort Fucha
Seeing this, Fucha Peiyun took the initiative to explain to them:
Last night, His Majesty suddenly developed a high fever that wouldn't go down, and his condition became quite critical. Imperial Physician Wen is doing everything he can to save him.
However, there's no need to worry too much; His Majesty is blessed with good fortune and will surely be safe and sound.
Upon hearing this, Feng Ruozhao and the others showed expressions of worry, but each of them was secretly plotting their own schemes.
Their gazes swept over Fucha Peiyun, and they occasionally exchanged meaningful glances.
Some people did initially have some affection for the chubby orange cat, but as time went on...
They gradually saw through his cruelty and heartlessness.
They all hoped that the eldest son, Da Pang Ju, would die soon so that the sixth prince, born to Fucha Peiyun, could smoothly ascend the throne.
This sixth prince, Hongchang, is someone they've watched grow up.
This child was intelligent, filial, and kind, and was very close to the princesses they had given birth to.
Feng Ruozhao and the others thought that if the Sixth Prince could inherit the throne,
Then the princesses they give birth to will have an easier time in the palace.
They no longer have to live in constant fear of dealing with the chubby orange cat's unpredictable moods.
They knew that in this palace, the change of power often meant life or death.
All they hoped for was a glimmer of hope for their own and their children's future.
Now, let's talk about Fucha Peiyun. From the time she became Consort Shu, she took great care of Shuhe and Wenyi.
After she became a Noble Consort, she treated the princesses born to them all equally.
This is a world of difference compared to the indifference shown by the deposed Empress Ulanara Yixiu and the neglect shown by the Emperor.
Once Consort Shu became Empress, the princesses' treatment improved dramatically.
Those servants who mistreated the princess and tried to control her were all dealt with by her and Nian Shilan.
She had long ago made a promise to them: the princess they would give birth to...
If we have the ability to avoid marriage alliances, we will absolutely not allow them to go through them.
If there is no other choice but for the princesses to be sent to marry foreign rulers, the Empress and the Sixth Prince will certainly not mistreat them.
Everything that needs to be included will be provided; and the necessary personnel will be properly arranged.
Over the years, thanks to the meticulous arrangements made by Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan, the princesses' lives have been rich and colorful.
They not only read and wrote, but also diligently practiced martial arts, excelling in horseback riding, archery, whip cracking, and sword dancing.
The princesses practiced various skills diligently, and now each of them is exceptionally skilled.
In this way, even if a marriage alliance is needed in the future, the princesses will not be as passive as other princesses.
They possess extraordinary talent and ability, so how could they be easily manipulated by others?
The princesses they give birth to will never become the next Princess Chaogui, forced to marry a foreign ruler.
While everyone was making their own calculations, Fucha Peiyun continued:
"His Majesty is unwell. This is a major event in the palace, and everyone must not take it lightly."
At this time, we should unite as one to pray for the Emperor's speedy recovery.
At the same time, it is also important to maintain order within the palace and not allow things to fall into disarray.
Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
Fucha Peiyun's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, her eyes serious and dignified, inspiring awe in everyone.
"The Empress Dowager and the Shilan Association have carefully discussed and formulated a detailed procedure for caring for the sick."
At that time, everyone should act according to the regulations, each performing their duties without making the slightest mistake.
Fucha Peiyun's words revealed an unquestionable determination.
Nian Shilan nodded in agreement, echoing:
“Ah Jun is right. The Emperor is unwell. What kind of behavior is it for so many of you to be making such a racket here?”
"You should all return to your palaces first. We will send someone to inform you once everything is arranged."
Feng Ruozhao took the lead in curtsying and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty the Empress."
The other concubines also echoed this sentiment.
Afterwards, the concubines withdrew one by one and returned to their respective palaces.
Their footsteps faded into the distance, leaving only Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan standing there.
After seeing off the concubines, Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan returned together to the bedchamber of the fat orange.
A faint medicinal aroma filled the bedchamber. Wei Lin's medicine had been brewed, and Wen Shichu was performing acupuncture on Da Pangju.
Fucha Peiyun took the medicine bowl and prepared to feed the big fat orange medicine.
Seeing this, Nian Shilan quickly came over as well.
He pretended to pick up a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Big Fat Orange's forehead.
Fucha Peiyun scooped up a spoonful of medicine and carefully brought it to the big fat orange's mouth.
Big Orange's eyes were tightly closed, its face was as pale as paper, and its forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
It was as if he was enduring immense pain.
Fucha Peiyun called softly, "Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."
The chubby orange cat remained unresponsive, only slightly furrowing its brow.
Fucha Peiyun patiently brought the spoon to Da Pangju's lips and poured the medicine into his mouth.
But Big Fat Orange's jaw was clenched, and the medicine dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Upon seeing this, Fucha Peiyun quickly used a spoon to catch the spilled medicine.
Then, once again, he brought the spoon to the big, fat orange's lips and whispered:
"Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."
This time, Fucha Peiyun used a little skill to pry open the big orange's teeth and finally fed it the medicine.
Upon seeing this, Fucha Peiyun's tense expression relaxed.
She clearly seemed happy that the emperor was able to take the medicine smoothly.
Spoon by spoon, Fucha Peiyun patiently fed him a bowl of medicine.
Nian Shilan patiently wiped away Da Pang Ju's sweat. After feeding him the medicine, Da Pang Ju still didn't wake up.
Upon seeing this, Su Peisheng advised:
"Your Majesties, it seems the Emperor won't wake up anytime soon."
Your Highnesses should go back and rest first; the servants here will attend to you.
As soon as the Emperor awoke, this servant had someone inform the two empresses.
Fucha Peiyun shook her head slightly and said firmly:
"His Majesty is currently unwell. As the Empress, how can I leave at this time?"
Su Peisheng, go and make the arrangements.
Have the palace maids prepare some more hot towels to wipe the emperor's body every now and then to keep him refreshed.
In addition, instruct the imperial kitchen to prepare some light porridge so that the Emperor can eat it when he wakes up.
Nian Shilan also said, "I will not leave either. I must stay with the Emperor. I will not be at ease if the Emperor does not wake up."
Wen Shichu and Wei Lin had already retreated to the outer room to wait.
Fucha Peiyun looked at Su Peisheng and said, "Eunuch Su, Shilan and I are here to guard this place."
You may all step back and rest for a while. I will call you if needed.
After hesitating for a moment, Su Peisheng said, "Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will take his leave."
Then, Su Peisheng led his men away.
Inside the bedchamber, only Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan remained, keeping watch over Da Pangju's bedside.
Their gazes frequently swept across the chubby orange cat's face, their eyes filled with a hint of worry and anticipation.