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The way Yin was looking at Lady Wang frightened me a little. Wang Jiamei, this beautiful woman, was probably destined to attract countless undercurrents on her body at that time. I was afraid, but I was powerless. All I could do was pray for it all.

A few days later, Yuan Yi became pregnant once again. This time, Rong'er was even more careful, all of Yuan Yi's meals could only be eaten after Xiaoqing personally checked and approved.

When Rong'er went to see Yuan Yi, she saw Yin Xinyu chatting happily with Yuan Yi inside the house. This made Rong'er feel very gratified. She had heard that since Yuan had agreed to be pregnant, Yin Xinyu had often come to accompany her. She was rejected in the palace, and very few people were so close to her. Furthermore, with Long Si's addition, everyone started to treat her even more coldly. It must be because Yin Xinyu and Yuan Yi's ages were similar, that they were so close.

The two of them were happily chatting when they saw Rong'er walk over. They hurriedly stood up and bowed to her.

Rong'er walked up to the leader and sat down. Smiling, he said, "I was just bored and didn't have anything to do. I didn't expect the two of you to be so intimate."

"Imperial Concubine Rong, Xinyu is a good person. Afraid that I would be bored, you often come to chat with me." Imperial Concubine Rong, Xinyu is a pretty good person. Yuan Yi said softly.

Rong'er smiled and looked at Xinyu, "If there really is such a thing as a sister, there must be a younger sister. You are just as kind and warm-hearted as Ruo Lan."

"Chenqie is not as good as elder sister." Xin Yu's voice was a little gloomy. "How can I compare with elder sister? I'm too inferior to her."

Rong'er knew that she had mentioned that Ruo Lan had made Xinyu sad, so she quickly changed the topic. "Is there anything special about Yuan Zhou's promise?" I told the kitchen to bring you something. "

"You've troubled yourself, Young Master Rong. There is no lack of people to rely on." Yuan Yi said politely.

Seeing Rong'er and Yuan Yi speak, Yin Xinyu silently stood at the side with a faint sense of loss in her eyes. She thought of her elder sister who she had never met before. She really wished she could be as kind as her!

In May, at Yin's birthday banquet, when Rong'er happily went to celebrate Yin's birthday, something that surprised her greatly became a shadow in her heart. The crown prince, Yin You, had actually invited Wang Jiamei, the Han woman who had just entered the palace, as well.

"Eldest Mother Rong, Lady Wang's zither skills are excellent. Your son has specially invited Lady Wang to celebrate your son's birthday." Yin Mo kept his eyes on Wang Jiami as he said softly.

He was already fifteen years old, and he already knew about the matters of his children. There was no man who would not be moved by Wang Jiami's beauty and talent, right? She felt a little uneasy, although Miss Wang was only a zither master, but would it really be that simple?

Rong'er hadn't been in the mood to eat all night. Seeing how Yin was gazing at Wang Jiami with such adoration in her eyes, it made her feel even more lost in thought. Even Prince Zhi, who was only twelve years old, seemed to like Wang Jiami very much.

"Brother Crown Prince!" If you continue to look at Lady Wang like that, Lady Wang won't be able to play the zither! " Yin Ying's eyes even saw the emperor, quietly teasing Yin Yi, the emperor's words made Yin Ming blush.

Without waiting for Yin to reply, Rong'er reprimanded him harshly, "You have no rules, how can you say that. The Crown Prince is the King of the Great Qing, how can he allow you to make fun of him!"

Rong'er's scolding surprised everyone. After all, Rong'er had always treated his children with extreme gentleness. It was rare for him to be this strict.

"Mother, what's wrong?" I am just joking with the Crown Prince, why are you so angry? " Seeing Rong'er angry, Rongxian asked softly with a puzzled expression.

Rong'er calmed herself down. She was just too sensitive, really sensitive. It wasn't wrong for her to be the Crown Prince. She let out a light breath and said, "Xian'er, don't make such a joke with the Crown Prince. It will affect his prestige."

"Oh!" Although he didn't know why his mother was acting so weird today, he still agreed.

Rong'er turned around and looked at Yin He. "Crown Prince, it's getting late. Your eldest mother will be returning to the palace to rest. Lady Wang is a woman after all, so it's inconvenient for her to stay in the palace for long. Please send someone to escort Lady Wang back as well."

"This son understands. Then auntie, take care." He had always been very respectful to Rong'er.

"Mother, why are you leaving so early?" Emperor Rong looked at Rong'er with an aggrieved expression.

Rong'er chuckled lightly. "You should have fun. Don't be too late."

"Alright!" The emperor happily agreed.

Rong'er took a step back for Yin Yin Yin, then quickly left Yu Qing Palace, his steps were a little unsteady.

"Master!" Xiaoqing quickly stepped forward to support Rong'er, "Are you alright?"

Rong'er lightly shook her head and quickly sat in the sedan.

Rong'er felt a headache coming on, but she was also a bit scared. Her intuition told her that the Emperor would never let Wang Jiami become a court musician, and Yin's loving gaze … She couldn't help but tremble slightly and shake her head. She really hoped that she was overthinking things. Otherwise, she really didn't dare to imagine what would happen in the future.

On his return from Jiangnan, Xuanye devoted himself to the border between China and Russia. On the fifth day of April, Russia sent an envoy to the Qing government to request a meeting. After a discussion between Xuanye and the reserve minister, Xuanye decided to hold a meeting between the two countries in Nebuchu. On the 25th of the same month, Suo Nao Diagram, Tong Guogang, and others represented the Qing Dynasty and went to Nebuchu.

The negotiations did not go smoothly. The middle group sent back a message, and the Russians, arrogant as they were, were ordered by Xuan Ye to hold the negotiations to a stalemate. Xuan Ye had always been worried about the peace talks between Nebuchu and Nimbuchu, no matter how he had asked for the Manchu standard set before the departure of the map.

In May, Imperial Noble Concubine Yi's condition worsened once again and she was completely bedridden.

Rong'er specially brewed porridge to visit Imperial Noble Concubine Yi, who was leaning on a warm brick bed with a pale face. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders and her clothes were completely different from before. Rong'er just sat quietly at the side, looking at Imperial Noble Concubine Yi's expression, without showing any sign of joy or anger.

After playing a song, Wang Jiami stood up. "Imperial Noble Concubine Yi, do you want to hear another song?"

Imperial Noble Concubine Yi closed her eyes and gently shook his head, "It's been hard on you. Go back and rest."

Wang Jiami stood up to leave, and Rong'er was about to leave as well when suddenly, Imperial Consort Yi spoke faintly, "Big Sister Rong, it's already spring, right? Why is it still so cold?"

Rong'er raised his head and saw that Yi Feifei's eyes had already closed. Before they had opened again, Rong'er suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. The Yi Fei before her eyes truly seemed to be growing weaker and weaker. Rong'er did not know what kind of illness she was, but in this palace, people with high statuses would be able to find out everything about people with low statuses, while people with low statuses would not be able to know anything about people with high statuses. As for what sort of illness she was, only the Emperor and the Empress Dowager knew. However, in Rong'er's opinion, her illness and filial piety weren't different in the same way. They lived together at the highest point of the palace, but they were often alone and alone. Having only gotten one daughter in so many years, however, Imperial Concubine Yi was still so young and had died a few years ago, so the depression in her heart should not be any less than that of the noble and filial empress of that year …

Sighing silently, Rong'er quietly left.