Rong'er thought to himself: Under the wishes of the empress dowager, the oldest surviving son of the emperor, Yin Hu, has finally gotten married. The children have really grown up, and they have started to have their own small homes. Imperial Concubine Hui is very happy, and I am actually very happy as well. We know that the empress dowager is looking forward to hugging her great-grandson, but … Her health was getting worse.
Rong'er felt pretty good about living in the Jubilee Palace in all respects. The only thing that might be inconvenient was being a little further away from the Tzu Ning Palace, where the empress dowager lived. The empress dowager's body continued to deteriorate as it got worse and worse, and she was always afflicted with a small illness. No matter how much the imperial doctors tried to treat her, they were unable to completely cure her. The empress dowager would often say with a smile, "When a person gets old, more illness comes and there's no harm." However, hearing Rong'er and Xuan Ye's words caused them to feel especially upset. Seeing the empress dowager being tormented by illness, Rong'er's heart ached as well.
The empress dowager's ears weren't too good, and usually the empress dowager didn't like to talk to Rong'er and the others, so she would always lean on the warm brick bed herself. As for Rong'er and Imperial Concubine Hui, they would chat idly with Aunt Su Mai. As the empress dowager had accompanied the empress dowager for dozens of years, her position in the palace was quite high, and even the empress would greet her courteously.
Just as Rong'er and the rest were chatting, the empress dowager suddenly spoke up. "Imperial Concubine Hui, the emperor mentioned to This Dowager a few days ago that she wanted to marry Zhang Luoyin. I haven't heard from you for quite a while, how are your preparations?"
Imperial Concubine Hui quickly replied: "Old Ancestor, chenqie heard from the Emperor that among those girls who left their trump cards at the last selection, they said that it was Shang Shu Ke Kun's young lady who was not bad. The Emperor's intention is to marry Yin Lie after spring."
"What?" "Next year?" The empress dowager asked loudly, "What are you waiting for next year for? Just this year, Auntie Su Ma La, go ask the emperor to come over and tell him that I want to see him!"
"Yes, Old Ancestor!" "Your servant will send someone to ask for the emperor's help right now!"
"Old Ancestor, are you in a hurry to hug your great-grandson?!" Rong'er said with a smile.
The empress dowager nodded her head before suddenly turning to the Imperial Concubine Hui and asked, "Imperial Concubine Hui, is Yin Wei already so big? He doesn't have a palace maid by his side to sleep with him?"
"Old Ancestor, Yin Wei's heart has never heard of a maid in his studies." The Imperial Concubine Hui replied.
The empress dowager shook her head. "Why is he the same as the emperor? He didn't marry nor touch women, but when the emperor was his age, the Imperial Concubine Rong already had children. We have to hurry up and do this!"
Due to the urging of the empress dowager, Yin Wei's wedding was officially on the agenda of the palace. Big Brother's wedding was also being arranged in the palace. Xuan Ye carefully selected the beautiful girl who had previously kept the medallion.
In the beginning of October, Xuan Ye had proposed marriage to the Qian Qing Clan, and Shang Jiu, Ke Er Kun, was kneeling with his family in the north. On the auspicious day of October, the Minister of the Interior and the Imperial Guards accompanied Yin Wei to make a formal engagement with the Kirkun family. At the beginning of November, when the ceremony was held, the officials of the inner palace and the palace overseer were to send their guards to represent the prince, bestowing upon the Kirkun family clothing, saddles, horses, etc., the date of marriage set by the Ministry of Rites.
In the middle of November, when it was the day of Yin's wedding, Yin Wei paid his respects to Xuanye before going to the palace where the Imperial Concubine Hui resided. For the past few days, Rong'er had been staying in the palace, helping the Imperial Concubine Hui Zhang Luo. When Yin Wei was saying his goodbyes, Rong'er had been in the palace as well.
Yin Wei was dressed in bright red clothes, and from top to bottom, it could be seen that he was dressed up carefully. Yin Wei's complexion was very good, and one could tell that he was quite satisfied with the marriage. Rong'er had heard that Ai Wansheng was very beautiful and generous, and had learned to be well-mannered. However, Yin Hu's attitude towards Imperial Concubine Hui was still not very close. After thinking about it for so many years, Imperial Concubine Hui was already used to it, so he did not seem to mind.
The eighth brother Yin Yin was also allowed to return to the palace today. He kept talking about how his elder brother was going to be married, which made him a bit embarrassed. In February of this year, Yin also officially moved to Brother's place at the age of six. Yin Wei doted on his younger brother and cared for him on a daily basis.
After Yin Wei had paid his respects to the Imperial Concubine Hui, he returned to the palace to wait, while the Minister of the Inner Mansion led his subordinates and troops to the KohlKun Mansion to pick up Fu Jin. After that, the two parties bowed and prepared a feast for the Fu Jin family members. The next day, they would come again to pay their respects to Imperial Concubine Hui, allowing him to meet this daughter-in-law.
After Yin Wei left, the Imperial Concubine Hui became a little absent-minded.
Rong'er smiled and said, "Why are you getting married? Are you unhappy?"
Imperial Concubine Hui shook her head, "I was just thinking that the time passed really quickly. In the blink of an eye, even the children were married."
Rong'er also sighed and nodded. He had felt this way a long time ago.
"Actually, thinking about it, this imperial harem's sunless life isn't that hard to bear." Imperial Concubine Hui laughed lightly.
Seeing that the Imperial Concubine Hui was unhappy, Yin Zhu walked up to him and pulled him away. With a still childish tone, he said, "Eldest mother, could it be that your royal brother isn't happy when he marries you? Afraid he won't love you anymore? Don't worry, I'll love you! "
Yin Zhu's words made everyone in the room burst out in laughter. The noble and virtuous man turned to his son and said, "Li'er, you're the one who's making trouble tonight!"
Priest Yin rubbed his forehead, then looked apologetically at the noble man. "Eldest mother, I will love you too, and Eldest mother, all of you, I will really hurt you!"
Everyone laughed even more happily now. Imperial Concubine Hui put Yin in his arms and said, "We are the most righteous, a good child!"
The day after the wedding, Rong'er and the other wives all went to the palace early in the morning to see the appearance of Yin Zhaojin. Although she wasn't very pretty, she was still as gentle and gentle as her name made everyone quite happy, and Imperial Concubine Hui was even happier as well. Holding Aiwan's hand and saying a lot of things, it was extremely rare for Imperial Concubine Hui, who rarely talked about it, to think that a mother would be happy when they saw their own child making a family. Rong'er also thought that in a few more years, Prince Yin would be getting married as well. By then, she'd be very, very happy as well.
Since the wedding was also in a hurry, Yin Wei didn't leave the palace. Instead, he opened a yard next to Brother's place for him and Elven to stay, while Xuan Ye sent people to look for a good place to build a mansion for Yin.
When they went to pay respects, she said a lot of things to the empress dowager. However, more than ten days after their marriage, the empress dowager's illness worsened, and he often fell into a state of slumber, where he could not tell people apart, making people unable to understand his words. Sometimes, when the empress dowager's mind was clear, he would smile at everyone and tell stories of the past, while sometimes Xuan Ye would come to accompany the empress dowager two or three times a day.