A fairy from various TV dramas and movies travels through time, starting with Consort Fucha.

Chapter 76 Consort Fucha in the Cold Palace

After the full moon celebration, the chubby orange tree escorted Fucha Peiyun back to Yanxi Palace.

Although this shows that the chubby orange cat values ​​her as a concubine,

This also proves that the chubby orange cat hasn't reached the point of being blinded by lust yet.

But to be honest, she still disliked it; she couldn't wait for the chubby orange to be seduced by Consort Fang and Consort Chun.

That way, no one will compete with her for a bed and disturb her time with her beloved son.

While thinking this to herself, Fucha Peiyun curtsied to the Emperor with a polite smile and said:

"Your Majesty, I thank you for seeing me off. This full moon banquet must have been tiring for you."

"Your Majesty, why don't you go and rest with Consort Fang or Consort Chun?"

Upon hearing this, the chubby orange raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile, "What, is my beloved concubine in such a hurry to send me away?"

Fucha Peiyun feigned shyness and said, "Your Majesty, I dare not, but Your Majesty also knows that I was tricked last time."

Although I've finished my postpartum confinement, my body hasn't fully recovered, so it's not convenient for me to serve you in bed right now.

The fat orange snorted, "Am I some kind of lustful fiend? Today is the full moon of Hongchang."

It's because you've just finished your postpartum confinement period. If I hadn't stayed at Tingxi Palace, the palace would have been buzzing with news of your fall from favor as Consort Shu by tomorrow.

The previous court also discussed how I didn't give face to you, the birth mother of the prince.

I will stay at Yanxi Palace tonight.

Fucha Peiyun nodded, looking guilty. "Your Majesty, I was just afraid of causing you any trouble."

The chubby orange patted Fucha Peiyun and said, "I know you are sensible, but you don't have to wrong yourself."

Fucha Peiyun replied, "I am not wronged. I am happy as long as Your Majesty is happy."

After the large, chubby orange entered the bedchamber, Fucha Peiyun hurriedly instructed the palace maids to serve it carefully.

And gave Ye'er a wink.

She then went to the side hall to check if her son had slept well.

Hongchang's son is quite sensible; she often sleeps with him these days.

She suddenly carried him to the side hall tonight, afraid that he wouldn't sleep well.

Fucha Peiyun tiptoed into the side hall and saw that Hongchang was sleeping soundly, being coaxed by the wet nurse. She felt relieved.

She gently stroked her son's face and murmured softly:

"Son, sleep well, your mother has to deal with your father tonight."

Seeing that her son was sleeping well, Fucha Peiyun gave instructions and a warning to several wet nurses.

Inside the bedroom, after washing up, the chubby orange cat leaned against the bed, reading a book.

When Fucha Peiyun returned from visiting her son in the side hall, she saw the book that the chubby orange boy was holding.

She was startled; how did the storybooks she usually read end up in the hands of the chubby orange?

But I doubt Big Fat Orange would be petty enough to hold a grudge about this.

Fucha Peiyun's heart was pounding, but she forced herself to remain calm and curtsied, saying:

"Your Majesty, this is something I've been doing to pass the time, and somehow it ended up here."

The chubby orange cat looked up at her, a half-smile on its face, and said:

"These stories of talented scholars and beautiful women are just the fantasies of poor, pedantic students. What's there to see?"

Fucha Peiyun hurriedly said:

"I was so bored during my postpartum period, even though those poems and songs were elegant..."

But it was too boring, so they found some storybooks for me to pass the time.

Actually, the concubine didn't like the whimsical ideas of these poor scholars either, but it was better than nothing.

Big Fat Orange said, "This is something you shouldn't look at too much, it's easy to get distracted. Ah-Jun, it's best to look at it less in the future."

"If you wish to read books in the future, A-Jun, I will have Su Peisheng send you some strange and unusual tales."

Fucha Peiyun: "Your Majesty, I thank you. Your Majesty must be very tired after a long day."

"How about I give you a massage to help you relax?"

Big Orange shook its head. "No need. Ah-Jun isn't fully recovered yet. You should avoid overexerting yourself."

Fucha Peiyun replied, "I just gave you a quick massage; it wasn't tiring at all."

Upon hearing her words, the chubby orange cat's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of warmth flashed in its eyes.

"Ah-Jun, that's kind of you. In that case, let's just press a few buttons."

Fucha Peiyun was overjoyed. She walked to the bedside, knelt down, and sat down.

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently pressed on the big, fat orange's temples.

Her technique was skillful and her pressure was just right, and Big Fat Orange let out a sigh of comfort.

"Ah Yun's cooking skills are getting better and better," Big Fat Orange said lazily.

"Your Majesty is too kind. It is my honor to serve Your Majesty."

Fucha Peiyun smiled, but her eyes remained calm.

The chubby orange cat squinted slightly and responded with an air of enjoyment.

Before long, the big orange dog fell into a deep sleep.

Fucha Peiyun breathed a sigh of relief, even though the big fat orange wouldn't touch her.

But she wasn't used to this person lying next to her.

With Consort Fang and Consort Chun now in the palace, I believe Big Fatty Orange will visit Yanxi Palace less often.

Zhen Huan's side will probably make a move soon; whoever wants to serve this big, fat orange cat can serve it.

The next morning, after seeing off the big fat orange, Fucha Peiyun began to instruct Madam Fucha.

Lady Fucha came to the palace to attend to her daughter during childbirth, and now Fucha Peiyun has completed her postpartum confinement.

Lady Fucha should leave the palace and go home.

Fucha Peiyun affectionately held Fucha Madam's hand, her voice soft:

"Mother, after you go back this time, you must take good care of your health with Father."

"Our daughter is doing well in the palace, so please don't worry about her anymore."

As Lady Fucha listened to her daughter's heartfelt words, her eyes reddened slightly, and tears welled up in them.

She held her daughter's hand tightly, her voice choked with emotion as she said:

"Jun'er, you must take good care of yourself when your mother is not by your side!"

The people in this palace are complex and treacherous; one must always be cautious.

Fucha Peiyun nodded, indicating that she understood her mother's concerns, and comforted her:

"My daughter knows that she is no longer the little girl who could be easily manipulated."

After saying that, she smiled slightly, as if trying to reassure her mother.

Immediately afterwards, Fucha Peiyun reached into her sleeve and carefully took out an exquisite purse.

Then he placed it in Lady Fucha's hand and continued:

"Mother, this purse contains several extremely precious pills."

After you take it home, remember to give it to your father, brother, and yourself immediately. Don't keep it for long.

Lady Fucha accepted the purse from her daughter. Suddenly, Ye'er's clear yet slightly anxious voice came from outside the door:

"Your Highness, Consort Songzhi, the Imperial Concubine's sister, has arrived!"

Fucha Peiyun paused slightly, her delicate brows furrowing as she asked in confusion:

"Oh? What's up?"

Ye'er quickly walked closer and answered softly:

"Your Majesty, they say they've come to deliver a reward from the Noble Consort to Lady Fucha."

Fucha Peiyun nodded thoughtfully, then quickly straightened her clothes and said:

"Please come in."

Lady Fucha, who was standing nearby, quickly and carefully tucked the purse her daughter had just given her into her sleeve.

Then, without any haste, he straightened his clothes and skirt.

Before long, Songzhi walked in gracefully.

She first curtsied gracefully to Fucha Peiyun, and said in a sweet voice:

"This servant greets Consort Shu. May Consort Shu be blessed with ten thousand years of happiness and peace."

Songzhi walked in and gracefully curtsied.

"This servant greets Consort Shu, may Consort Shu be blessed with long life and good health."

"Hearing that Lady Fucha had left the palace today, the Imperial Concubine specially ordered me to deliver some gifts."

He then gestured to the palace maid behind him to present the gift box.

Fucha Peiyun watched the beautiful young Songzhi gracefully bow, her eyes filled with admiration.

In "Empresses in the Palace," everyone, from concubines and ladies-in-waiting to servants and maids, performed their greetings with perfect decorum.

The women, in particular, were all very elegant.

Fucha Peiyun accepted it with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Please ask Miss Songzhi to convey to Her Highness the Imperial Concubine that she will personally visit to express her gratitude another day.

Songzhi smiled faintly. "Then this servant will take her leave."

After Songzhi left, Fucha Peiyun opened the gift box and saw that all the gifts inside were precious.

Lady Fucha's eyes flashed with surprise upon seeing this:

"This Consort Hua is truly wealthy and powerful! These gifts must be incredibly valuable."

Fucha Peiyun slightly curled the corners of her lips, revealing a faint smile:

"Mother, there's no need to be surprised. Consort Hua has always been generous."

Besides, now that I'm allied with her, she certainly won't be stingy with the gifts she gives me.

Lady Fucha nodded, but still said with some concern:

"Even so, she is Nian Gengyao's sister after all, so our family should still be careful."

Fucha Peiyun calmly comforted her:

"Mother, please accept it without worry."

The daughter is well aware of the situation; although she is currently allied with the Imperial Concubine,

However, our family and the Nian family should not get too close in public, so as not to arouse suspicion from others.

When you get back, remember to talk to your father and tell him to be careful in his actions.

Lady Fucha nodded again, indicating that she understood her daughter's meaning.

Fucha Peiyun paused for a moment, then continued:

"Also, once you get home, you can tell Ama that our plan can begin."

Lady Fucha nodded solemnly in agreement.

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

It turned out that Ye'er had come to inform Ruyi, who served Consort Jing, that she had come to deliver a reward.

Soon, Ye'er came from outside the door to inform Ruyi, who was serving Consort Jing, that she had come to deliver a reward.

Following closely behind, Consort Qi, Consort Jin, and Noble Lady Xin also sent various gifts.

Some are exquisite and gorgeous, others are small and delicate, and so on.

This gave the entire harem a clearer and more definite understanding of Consort Shu's current network of connections.

At the same time, some people's fear of her has deepened.

Some people, however, harbored even deeper fears of Consort Shu and wished nothing more than to eliminate her.

This time, the chubby orange cat showed no fear of Empress Fucha Peiyun; he simply assumed that Consort Hua, Nian Shilan, was being magnanimous.

After all, Shilan loved him deeply and wholeheartedly wanted to be a virtuous wife who could share his burdens.

As for Consort Jing, Consort Jin, and Noble Lady Xin, one regained favor because of Consort Shu, and the other two were promoted because of Consort Shu.

Now that Consort Shu's mother has left the palace, they naturally have to make some gestures.

Moreover, even Consort Hua sent a reward, so it would be against the rules for them not to.

Consort Qi was ignored by the chubby orange.

Meanwhile, at Suiyu Pavilion, Zhen Huan was pulled by Shen Meizhuang to a place that everyone in the palace avoided.

Zhen Huan looked at the exceptionally dirty and messy area, then glanced at the Cold Palace with a puzzled expression.

"Sister Mei, why did you bring me to the Cold Palace?"

Looking at those crazy women in the Cold Palace, Zhen Huan felt both disgusted and a sense of shared sorrow.

Shen Meizhuang looked at Zhen Huan and sighed.