Ulanara looked at it for a long time, his expression just indifferent.
Hua Rong followed her gaze and looked at the kite. He only looked at it for a moment, then turned around and looked at Uranala.
Ulanara smiled and said in a low voice: "I have been pretending to be crazy and stupid for so long! It must have been very hard. No wonder she couldn't hold it back and wanted to show her merit to me."
She paused and said as if talking to herself: "It's okay to be rewarded for your merit."
…
In the next few days, a piece of news that was beyond Ji Ling's expectation was that the original owner's mother was going to visit the palace very soon!
In the Forbidden City, the management of this aspect is quite strict.
It is said that once you enter the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea. After the concubines are selected to enter the palace, if they miss their family, the mother can enter the palace to meet her daughter, but brothers and sisters have no way to do so.
Because Yin mentioned it, Ji Ling also asked the slaves carefully and knew that a series of procedures were complicated: you had to apply to the queen first and go through the process. After the queen approved, the eunuch would be sent out to deliver the order.
After the mother-in-law's family received the father-in-law from the palace with sincerity and fear, they had to submit a sign to the palace again to ask for approval.
The last step is to choose a date. Generally speaking, only major festivals such as three festivals and two birthdays, four o'clock and eight festivals can be approved.
After choosing a day and following the prescribed hours, the maternal family can enter the palace to visit their daughter.
The queen's original words from Qixi were: Ji Guigui has done a good job in escorting her, but she has been injured and is mentally depressed. All procedures should be avoided if possible. The natal family should be brought into the palace as soon as possible so that the natal family can talk to the noble family.
Talking is also good for your condition.
You don't need to think about it to know that this must be the result of Fourth Master's care.
Sure enough, in the face of pampering, all rules are paper tigers.
The location for visiting relatives is usually at Shunzhen Gate, and a yellow curtain will be temporarily set up as the meeting place.
However, the emperor has said that Ji Guiren has not recovered from his injury and cannot rush to Shunzhenmen.
So Kunning Palace asked: Should Jiguiren go back to Jingyang to see her mother?
In the end, the emperor's reply was to allow Ji Guiren to meet her mother-in-law's family in the Yanxi Hall.
Actually in the Yangxin Hall?!
Ji Ling was dumbfounded and shocked. At the same time, she was very moved. Yin really couldn't bear to let her walk even though she was injured...
Seeing that she was uneasy, Qixi thought of a way to comfort her: "Master, it doesn't matter even if you have an audience in the Yangxin Hall. Think about it, the emperor is meeting ministers, isn't he also in the Yangxin Hall?"
On the day of the interview, Ji Ling got dressed early in the morning. She recalled the original owner's memory of her mother several times in her mind, and then she realized that the original owner had a deep resentment towards her father...
The memory of the original owner is full of how her father married a concubine, how disgusting the concubine was, and how the family was in chaos...
After finishing his breakfast of clear soup and water, Ji Ling stretched his neck and waited for a while, then he heard some movement outside.
A group of people came buzzing from a distance, and when he heard Su Peisheng's voice among them, Ji Ling stood up with a sigh.
The maids opened the door, rolled up the curtains, and saluted.
Su Peisheng greeted Ji Ling through the curtain.
He quit.
The door was gently closed.
There is a time limit for visiting relatives, and you usually have to go out before sunset. In other words, the countdown has already begun.
Through the shadowy curtain, Ji Ling could see the figure of a middle-aged woman. She was of medium height, with an oval face and a slightly plump figure. She was dressed like Mrs. Gaoming.
This must be the mother of the original owner.
The woman stood at the door, seemingly at a loss. Qixi and Bixue had already greeted her. They greeted her from left to right and saluted her, and then helped her in with a smile.
Ji Ling came out from behind the curtain.
When the woman saw the noble man coming out, her whole body was shaken. She immediately raised her face and stared at Ji Ling for a moment. Her lips trembled slightly, and after a long while, she stretched out her hands to Ji Ling.
Her eyes were full of doting and longing, and she said with tears in her eyes: "My dear mother! My dearest heart! Ling'er, come to your mother's place!"
Just as Ji Ling took half a step forward, she was already tightly hugged into a warm embrace. Her nose was filled with the scent of powder, and she almost couldn't breathe.
I heard Mrs. Ji crying non-stop one after the other, calling her "darling" and "darling", and like petting a cat and a dog, she kept rubbing the back of her head and just said: "Ling'er! Mother day and night.
I miss you all night!"
Although Ji Ling was carrying the shell of the original owner, she felt the deep maternal love of the original owner at this time. When she thought of her mother in modern times, her nose felt a little sore inexplicably.
Qixi pursed her lips, stretched her arms, and with great effort, she freed Ji Ling from Mrs. Ji's arms, and reminded her loudly: "Madam, your nobleman's arm is injured, please be careful, imperial physician
I told you not to touch it!"
When Mrs. Ji heard this, she immediately stopped talking. She let go of Ji Ling and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Then she took Ji Ling's hand, looked up and down, lifted up her sleeves and said, "Give it to mother."
have a look!"
When she saw the curtain, Mrs. Ji's tears immediately fell down again, and she just said distressedly: "Why is it hurt so badly!"
Ji Ling shook his head, pulled her to sit down at the table, and said, "Don't worry, my injury is much better than at the beginning. Now I just need to change the dressing on the wound step by step every three to five days. The imperial doctor
As I said, by mid-August, everything will be almost healed."
Mrs. Ji stared at Ji Ling with all her attention. After hearing what she said, she couldn't help but hold her heart in her hands and said with horror: "My son! This is called 'much better', so what was it like a while ago?"
While she was talking, she remembered that she had not bowed yet. Concubines and mothers do not have to kneel down and kowtow, but it is necessary to do so.
Mrs. Ji stood up and was about to salute when she was already supported by Ji Ling.
Mrs. Ji glanced at the people in the palace next to her, then took Ji Ling's hand and said, "Ling'er, come with me."
As she spoke, she walked inside mysteriously. When she saw the luxurious furnishings inside, she couldn't help but be startled again.
When no one was around, Mrs. Ji hurriedly took out an exquisite gold-inlaid agate small jewelry box from her arms and gave it to Ji Ling.
The jewelry box was still warm, carrying Mrs. Ji's body temperature.
Ji Ling was surprised and gently held her hand and said: "Mom, the emperor is very kind to me. I don't lack anything. Really, you should keep it for yourself!"
As she spoke, she raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Ji. The jewelry in her hair and ears were all of a very simple style.
Mrs. Ji glared at her and said in a low voice: "What do you know, you kid? My mother found someone to specially make this box! The bottom is hollow, and it contains the six hundred taels of silver notes that my mother saved. One hundred taels for each
It’s one, there are six in total. The palace expenses are both overt and covert, so how can we not have some money for personal use? You should keep it for me in case of emergencies!"
Qianqing Palace, the area to the south of Rijing Gate.
As the imperial driver passed by, Yin Wuyi glanced to the side, and suddenly he saw sparks flying around the eaves of the surrounding house.