SEC Chapter 200 Noble Lady Fucha
Chapter 200 Noble Lady Fucha
A month later, Fu Yurao and Su Shi entered the palace in their finest attire and settled in Yanxi Palace.
On the day of the newlyweds' first greeting, all the concubines from the palaces arrived at Kunning Palace early to pay their respects.
Besides Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan
All the concubines in the palace only knew that one of the two selected ladies-in-waiting was surnamed Fu.
There was another woman surnamed Su. Both of the selected women were from Han Banner families, and their family backgrounds were only average.
The fact that a young lady surnamed Fu was granted the title of Noble Lady and even a formal title is truly unexpected!
In contrast, the lady surnamed Su was not so lucky; she was only given the title of Changzai.
For a woman from the Han Banner Army, being granted the title of "Changzai" was already a very good treatment.
However, as the saying goes, comparison is the thief of joy.
Although Consort Su was not bad, she paled in comparison to Consort Zhao, who held a title.
The matter sparked much discussion, with people privately speculating about what made this Consort Fu so special.
It's astonishing that he was able to obtain such a high rank and such a prestigious title.
When paying respects to the emperor at the palace, those of lower rank arrive earlier.
When many people saw the newly appointed Noble Lady Zhao, they couldn't help but be secretly amazed.
Fu Yurao's eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like stars, and her skin as white as snow.
With her cherry-red lips, graceful figure, and elegant demeanor, she exudes grace in every gesture.
However, the only thing that is somewhat regrettable is that
This Consort Zhao was cold and aloof, without a trace of a smile, like an iceberg.
Moreover, her appearance always gives people a sense of déjà vu, but they just can't remember who she looks like.
Time passed slowly, and finally, the high-ranking concubines Feng Ruozhao, Cao Qinmo, and Shen Meizhuang arrived late.
As soon as they stepped into the palace, their eyes fell on Consort Zhao without prior arrangement.
The Lady Zhao was graceful and beautiful, and her features bore a resemblance to someone else.
This discovery stirred something within them.
There have been some speculations about why Consort Zhao was able to be granted the title of Consort and receive such a prestigious honor.
Upon seeing this, Shen Meizhuang frowned slightly.
Feng Ruozhao keenly noticed her emotional change.
He gently patted Shen Meizhuang's hand, signaling her to calm down.
Zhen Huan had been sickly for years, and Empress Fucha Peiyun still had a use for her and didn't want her to die so soon.
Therefore, she was exempted from the formal greeting.
Normally, Zhen Huan rarely came to pay her respects, as her health condition simply did not allow it.
However, if something important happens, Zhen Huan will still force herself to come despite her illness.
However, given her current status as a Noble Consort and her health condition, she often arrives relatively late.
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan didn't mind at all, and were happy to be able to rest a little longer in the morning.
Just as everyone was whispering among themselves, a report suddenly came from outside the hall:
"Consort Wan has arrived!"
At this shout, everyone stood up and looked towards the door.
Zhen Huan was dressed in a light green cheongsam, her figure graceful.
She walked in slowly, supported by Jinxi, like a willow swaying in the breeze.
Zhen Huan was already beautiful, and although she was weak at this moment,
But her delicate appearance only added to her pitiful charm, making people feel affection for her.
Even in this sickly, beautiful state, she could no longer serve the emperor.
But the chubby orange cat never forgot Zhen Huan, and this version of Zhen Huan was more like the Wanwan in his memory.
He felt even more guilt and pity towards Zhen Huan.
Therefore, although Zhen Huan did not serve the emperor in bed all these years, her status in the harem was not low.
As soon as Zhen Huan entered the palace, she keenly noticed the complicated looks in the eyes of Feng Ruozhao and the others.
She was slightly surprised, and before she could think about the reason, she heard another announcement:
"Her Majesty the Empress has arrived! All concubines and consorts, pay your respects to Her Majesty the Empress!"
Upon hearing this, everyone stood up and bowed to Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan.
Surrounded by the crowd, Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan slowly sat down.
Fucha Peiyun was dressed in a bright red palace gown, looking dignified and elegant.
Nian Shilan was dressed in a bright yellow cheongsam, looking gorgeous and elegant.
After Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan took their seats, they smiled and gestured for everyone to rise.
Fucha Peiyun's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, finally landing on Fu Yurao.
A barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.
"This must be the newly appointed Consort Zhao. She is quite beautiful."
Fucha Peiyun smiled slightly and said softly.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yurao gracefully bowed, her movements elegant and poised.
Her voice was clear and melodious, yet carried a hint of coldness:
"Thank you for your praise, Empress Xie."
Zhen Huan then turned her gaze to Fu Yu Rao, and the moment she saw Fu Yu Rao's face...
His whole body stiffened abruptly, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.
"How could this be? How could this happen?"
A storm raged within Zhen Huan; she could hardly believe her eyes.
The woman in front of her, Consort Zhao, looked remarkably like her long-lost sister, Yu Rao!
Countless thoughts flashed through Zhen Huan's mind as she tried to recall Yu Rao's appearance.
Trying to find a difference in Fu Yurao's face,
But no matter how carefully she looked at them, she couldn't deny the fact that Fu Yurao and Yurao looked so alike!
Zhen Huan was filled with shock and confusion. Yu Rao had been missing for so many years.
She had always believed that Yu Rao had met with misfortune and was likely in grave danger.
However, at this moment, when she saw Consort Zhao, Zhen Huan didn't know whether to be happy or not.
Zhen Huan's intuition told her that although the temperament of this Consort Zhao was quite different from that of the lively Yu Rao of the past,
But she is his little sister, Yu Rao!
What exactly happened to Yu Rao after she disappeared for so many years?
Why did it turn out like this?
Why did he end up in the palace?
Zhen Huan was filled with doubt and worry.
The imperial harem was a cesspool, rife with intrigue, backstabbing, and scheming.
Zhen Huan really didn't want her younger sister to ever set foot in that place again, a place that devours people without spitting out their bones.
Moreover, Yu Rao also had to serve the Emperor, who was nearing the end of his life.
Remembering everything the Emperor did to the Zhen family, causing their destruction and death, she thought of it all.
Zhen Huan herself was already imprisoned.
Now, even my younger sister is about to be drawn into this bottomless quagmire of the imperial harem.
A pang of sorrow welled up in her heart.
If Zhen Huan had known earlier that Yu Rao was not dead, she would have tried her best to stop her from entering the palace.
However, it's too late to say anything now.
Many people present noticed that the newly promoted Consort Zhao bore a striking resemblance to Zhen Huan.
Everyone turned their attention to the two women, observing the changes in their expressions.
Many people noticed the change in Zhen Huan's expression, but those unaware of the details...
They simply assumed that Zhen Huan was shocked or displeased to see someone who resembled her.