Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

Chapter 309 Accusation

In March of the 31st year of Qianlong's reign, Imperial Noble Consort Ling gave birth to the emperor's seventeenth son, Yonglin, in Yongshou Palace. The emperor was overjoyed and rewarded the six concubines.

When Little Seventeen was one month old, Yongqi made a special trip to the palace and brought gifts to his younger brother.

It was a rattle he made himself.

I originally wanted to have my own child, but I didn't expect that my body was not strong enough and I couldn't leave Yun'er with a child to rely on.

So he gave it to Yonglin.

Jingxuan also got the cloud fox cloak she had been longing for.

The reason why he was kind to Empress Ling's children was, first, that he had a good relationship with his brothers and sisters-in-law, second, Empress Ling had been very kind to him, and third, he hoped that Empress Ling or his brothers and sisters-in-law would remember his kindness, and when they thought of him in the future, they would help E'niang and Yun'er for his sake.

Looking at the young child lying in the wet nurse's arms, Yongqi felt a little guilty.

He didn't want to plot against his younger brother, but he had to do it.

It was a warm spring day, with the gentle and warm sunshine pouring down. Everyone gathered in the yard to bask in the sun comfortably.

Yan Wan was wearing a moon-white silk dress and sitting lazily in the corridor of Yongshou Palace. She picked up the teacup with her slender jade fingers, narrowed her eyes slightly, and took a sip of fragrant tea. The fragrance of tea lingered around her nose.

Looking up, I saw several children laughing and playing not far away.

She saw Yongqi staring at Yonglin in a daze, with a look of indescribable envy and loneliness in his eyes.

Yan Wan smiled gently and called softly, "Yong Qi, you look like you want to hug your seventeenth brother?"

After saying that, he gave a look to the nanny who was waiting on the side.

"Mammy, let the prince hold Yonglin."

Yongqi subconsciously opened his mouth and was about to refuse, but before he could say anything, the skillful wet nurse was already smiling, and took two steps forward, gently but extremely quickly putting the child firmly into his arms.

Yongqi's body stiffened, and his hands instinctively raised slightly. When he reacted, there was a soft and warm little person in his arms.

Yonglin was still young, and his little arms and legs, like lotus root nodes, kicked restlessly. His big watery eyes stared straight at Yongqi. After a moment, the corners of his mouth stretched into a toothless, silly smile, revealing his pink gums, which could melt anyone's heart.

Yongqi held Yonglin in his arms, his body still a little stiff, his neck raised mechanically, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes full of helplessness, he looked at Yanwan as if for help, his lips trembling several times before he spoke.

"I'm a military officer, wielding swords and spears all day long, so my hands are quite rough. Don't let Little Seventeen accidentally break anything."

She spoke with great caution, and her hands unconsciously loosened outwards, for fear of bumping into the little brother in her arms.

Seeing this, Yanwan put down her teacup, stood up, and walked lightly to Yongqi's side. She raised her hand and gently stroked Yonglin's swaddling clothes, with a gentle smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"It's alright, Your Highness, there's no need to be so nervous. When you get married and have children, you'll naturally get used to these intimate things."

At this time, the experienced wet nurse hurried forward, and gently and skillfully adjusted Yongqi's posture of holding the baby with her hands, muttering something.

"Don't panic, Your Majesty. Just hold it like this."

After she fiddled with it for a while, little Yonglin nestled obediently in Yongqi's arms, taking up only a small space, which allowed Yongqi to free up a hand.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly extended his index finger to touch Yonglin's palm. As soon as his fingertips touched, Yonglin's little hand instinctively clenched.

However, her hands were too small to even cover one of Yongqi's fingers, yet she still clenched them tightly, her chubby knuckles turning white, and her seriousness made everyone laugh.

Yongqi's heart also felt warm, his originally tense expression relaxed a lot, and his eyes became softer.

His tense body slowly relaxed, and as he gazed down at his younger brother in his arms, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly. A strange feeling rose in his heart, and his once dejected heart was filled with this new strength.

It took only a cup of tea for Yongqi to hold him up, and he was sweating profusely. He returned the child to his adoptive mother as if throwing away a hot potato.

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At the same time, in stark contrast to the Yongshou Palace which was filled with laughter and warmth, Ruyi was trapped alone in the cold palace. In total, she had endured nearly a year in this desolate place.

She no longer had the honor she once had, and had now become a commoner. However, she was once the biological mother of the current prince, and her status was special. The servants who served her, remembering their old friendship, did not treat her too harshly.

The three meals a day and the clothes changed according to the seasons were never lacking or interrupted.

She sat alone in that dim and dilapidated house, looking extremely miserable.

Her black hair had long lost its former luster, with silver strands mixed in, scattered messily on her shoulders; her once smooth face was now covered with wrinkles, and every wrinkle concealed unspeakable sorrow and vicissitudes of life; the old clothes on her body were stained and mottled, and who knew how much dust and mildew she had stained from the cold palace.

However, even in such a miserable situation, the exquisite armor on her wrist was still eye-catching. Since she was sent to the cold palace, she had nothing but this armor and brought nothing with her.

Others may find it strange, but they don't know that this armor carries her past pride and her remaining stubbornness. It is her only connection with her former noble status and she cannot bear to give it up.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."

A violent cough broke the silence in the room. Ruyi was hunched over, her hands tightly covering her chest, and her frail body trembled violently with the cough.

The cold I accidentally caught in the winter seemed like a stubborn curse that lingered until March.

Every time he breathed, it felt like a blunt hook was pulling at his throat. He coughed without stopping, his face flushed red and veins bulged, as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs.

She gasped for breath and finally recovered. Her eyes were filled with physiological tears, but she could only lean weakly against the mottled wall, staring blankly at the small piece of sky outside the window, wondering when these dark days would end.

She had been trapped in these red walls long enough.

The cold palace was extremely quiet. She was no longer in the same situation as before. She no longer had the loyal servant惢心 by her side, and she had never met her confidant Ling Yunche again.

It's like a pot of green plant placed in a corner, waiting to wither and then be thrown away, and it's already covered with cobwebs.

Ruyi thought that apart from the old eunuch who was responsible for delivering meals, she would never see anyone else in her life. She did not expect that someone would be willing to come and pay a visit to her, the former queen with bad behavior and outrageous remarks.

It was Yongqi. He brought someone with him and paid his respects to Ruyi through the crack in the door.

"Your son greets you, mother."

"Your son greets you, mother."

She is no longer the queen, so if we want to talk about her, we can only call her mother.

After seeing who was coming, Ruyi's expression, which had been expressionless till now, finally showed a crack.

The person Yongqi brought was Yongji.

Ever since Yongqi was sent to Xiefang Palace to be raised, until he grew up, got married and set up his own household, Ruyi had only seen him a few times.

The emperor ordered that Yongqi was not allowed to meet Ruyi privately, and the two could only see each other from a distance at festive palace banquets.

"Why are you here? Cough cough cough... cough cough..."

Ruyi tried hard to hold back her cough. Although she had a smile on her face, she did not dare to look into Yongqi's eyes.

"Mother asked me to bring you some things. These are clothes she made herself. She said it's very cold in the palace, so please take care of yourself."

"Thank Hailan for me. She hasn't had an easy life these past few years. Tell her to live a good life."

Ruyi didn't expect that Hailan was still thinking about her, and her face looked a little sad.

"Yes, take care, mother."

Yongqi nodded, handed the bundle to Ruyi, then glanced at Yongji beside him, patted his shoulder, and then walked outside to wait for the mother and son to reminisce about the past.

Now, he refused to say even one more word to Ruyi.

If his mother hadn't asked him to do something, he wouldn't have come to the cold palace.

He had an errand to do and met Yongqi after coming out of the Yangxin Palace.

He was very busy this month. He had already said everything he needed to say, but then he remembered that he had a depressed younger brother.

Perhaps Doctor Bao's words were effective, and Yongqi really held on for half a year and successfully witnessed the birth of his seventeenth brother Yonglin. He arranged places for his mother and Yun'er; he ran around for his father the emperor and did many things to repay his kindness in raising him.

I have given away all the gifts I promised to my younger brothers and sisters, so now I have no regrets.

Yongqi, who had just received a memorial of reprimand from the emperor, wanted to go to the Yangxin Palace to apologize, but he could not see the emperor.

He felt a little sorry for his unfortunate brother. While he was still alive, seeing that he was full of worries, he wanted to help him one last time, so he brought him here.

The trouble should end it.

He walked slowly, but his gait was still limping.

He had no feeling in the wound and could hardly feel the existence of the lower half of his leg. He could only walk slowly with the help of others.

Afraid that the emperor would find out that he had brought Twelve to the cold palace secretly, he specially sent away the people around him, so he could only walk alone with difficulty.

"Yongji, you child, why are you running here to look for your mother?"

Ruyi had just taken her eyes off Yongqi, whose walking posture was a little strange, and when she raised her eyes, she met Yongqi's gaze directly.

Those eyes seemed to be burning with two clusters of ghostly fire, with resentment, hatred and sorrow intertwined in layers. Ruyi's chest seemed to be suddenly tightened by an invisible hand, and her heart trembled violently.

Yongqi's eyes were red and his lips were trembling slightly, as if he had been suppressing years of grievances and resentment. His voice was choked when he spoke.

"Mother, I was sent to Xiefang Palace when I was young. Since then, you and the Emperor have seemed to have forgotten me completely and have not paid any attention to me. I was young and thought it was because I was too stupid and could not compare to my fifth brother's cleverness and intelligence in everything, so I didn't like the Emperor..."

Having said this, Yongqi clenched his fists, veins appeared on his forehead, and he became more and more excited.

"Over the years, I haven't dared to slack off for even a moment! I've buried myself in study during the day and practiced martial arts by lamplight at night, hoping to earn a look of approval from the Emperor. But in the end, all my efforts have been met with disapproval. He has never even looked at me straight in the eye! In this palace, I've been in constant fear, treading on thin ice. My life is worse than that of a eunuch!"

Yongqi took a step forward, staring at Ruyi's calm face. The tears in his eyes burst out and he spoke rapidly.

"I know that my mother is of noble character, with her own pride and backbone, and she refuses to bow down to anything. But...but in this situation now, I really have no other choice! Mother, I beg you, please don't provoke the Emperor again!"

Seeing Ruyi as indifferent as a wooden sculpture or clay statue, Yongqi's grievances in his heart were like a flood that broke through the dam, and it kept flowing.

All the suffering and cold treatment he had endured over the years, every one of them, he could only savor alone in the dead of night, and no one could understand the bitterness in it.

I had thought that by getting married and setting up my own household, my life would improve a little, but I never expected that my mother would completely anger the emperor and I was demoted to a commoner.

Now he had instantly become the most unpopular prince in the palace. When he walked on the street, no one bothered to even glance at him. Even in front of his own wife, he felt inferior and couldn't raise his head.

The Emperor's harsh words about adopting him under the name of a relative haunted him like a nightmare.

Yongqi was filled with resentment. Although there was little hatred in his eyes when he looked at Ruyi, this resentment that had nowhere to vent eventually made his chest ache and he almost suffocated.

"Yongji... Mother, it's not... It's me who's sorry for you..."

The accusation from her own son made Ruyi feel suffocated.

She muttered with a wooden face, but could not make out what she meant.

"Mother, you are not the only one in this world. I beg you to think of me and make some plans for me in the future. Mother Chun, Mother Ling, Mother Shu, which one of them doesn't care about their own children?"

Seeing her somewhat indifferent look, Yongqi became extremely excited and burst into tears facing the crack of the door.

Before his third brother left, he went to visit him. He remembered his sad eyes and envied him for having a mother who was willing to fight for him. In contrast, he was not only being dragged down again and again, but was now regarded as a thorn in the side by the emperor.

"Yongji, your words today are like knives, piercing my heart and leaving me speechless."

Ruyi's eyes were slightly red, and a bitter smile played at the corners of her mouth as she stared at Yongji intently. The light of tenderness and doting that had once graced her eyes when she looked at her son had now completely vanished, replaced by an indescribable loneliness and sadness.

When she saw Yongji looking at her, his eyes were so cold and hard as if he was looking at his old enemy. Ruyi felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over her heart, and the chill penetrated her bones. Her originally warm heart turned cold in an instant.

She carried him for ten months, endured the excruciating pain of childbirth to bring him into the world, raised him with great difficulty, and hoped to protect him from all worries. However, she could never have imagined that her only son still alive would misinterpret and blame her in this way.

She could still grit her teeth and swallow her husband's alienation and coldness, but the attitude of her own flesh and blood was like a heavy hammer, hitting her softest heart and shattering it into pieces.

Ruyi took a deep breath, hardened her heart and turned her head away, no longer looking at Yongji's face full of resentment. She tried her best to steady her trembling voice and said coldly.

"Yongji, you've grown up now, your wings have hardened, and you must learn to walk the path ahead on your own. Since you've already determined that your mother is the one holding you back, just pretend you don't have a mother like me. This cold palace is desolate and cold, and it's not a place for you. You don't have to come here again in the future."

After saying this, Ruyi closed her eyes tightly, her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, her body trembled slightly, as if she had used up all her strength to say these words.

road?

Where else could he go? His path had been blocked by his own mother.

Yongqi sneered and angrily slammed the door of the cold palace.

bang bang bang...

Dust fell from the door frame as he moved.

"Mother, why did you give birth to me in the first place? If it weren't for you, I could have been just like my other brothers and sisters. Please let me go and stop angering the Emperor. Haven't you figured out this situation yet?"

"Mother..."

Watching Ruyi walking further and further away, Yongqi knelt down on the ground helplessly.

After a long time, he stood up from the ground, dusted himself off, and went outside.

"Fifth brother, I've said everything I wanted to say to Mother. Let's go back..."

"Fifth brother?"

“Fifth Brother!!!”

Yongqi lowered his head in frustration. He walked and talked, but got no response from Yongqi. When he looked up, he saw Yongqi falling to the ground.

"Nothing, I just feel dizzy..."

Yongqi was helped up by Yongji. He leaned half of his body on Yongji weakly. Just as he was about to lift his foot to continue walking, he fell down again.

The fall made him completely pass out.