dognovel Chapter 29 The investiture ceremony for Consort Fucha
Chapter 29 The investiture ceremony for Consort Fucha
Finally, the last step arrived. Granny Wang carefully extended her hands...
Gently lift up that magnificent and dazzling jewel.
This jewel is exquisitely crafted, inlaid with countless sparkling gems and pearls, shimmering with a captivating light.
Granny Wang narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully examining the woman's hairstyle in front of her.
He was thinking about how to perfectly wear this jewel.
After a moment, she took a deep breath and began to operate.
She first combed Fucha Peiyun's hair neatly.
Then gently place the jewel on the top of your head in the appropriate position.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Mama gently placed her hand on the hairpin and began to move it carefully.
She slowly adjusted the angle and position of the jewel, little by little.
Every subtle movement was so gentle, as if afraid that even the slightest force would ruin this beautiful jewel.
Also afraid of hurting their own mistress
Granny Wang's eyes remained fixed on the hairpin in her hand, and she dared not relax for a moment.
Today is a special day for our lady.
Therefore, no mistakes can be tolerated.
Even the slightest looseness or crookedness of this hair ornament will affect its overall beauty and solemnity.
Finally, after some careful manipulation,
Granny Wang successfully and securely placed the magnificent hair ornament on Fucha Peiyun's head.
The exquisite hair ornament was placed securely on Fucha Peiyun's head.
It seemed to blend perfectly with the curve of her head, flawless.
It's as if it was tailor-made for her.
However, it must be said that although this headdress was incredibly ornate, it was quite heavy to hold on one's head.
It makes you feel like your head has suddenly become several pounds heavy.
This is truly a heavy yet beautiful burden.
Fucha Peiyun couldn't help but exclaim coquettishly, "Oh dear, this is too heavy!"
She gently shook her head, trying to relieve the heavy pressure.
Seeing this, Xue'er mischievously laughed:
"Your Majesty, you are only a concubine now, yet you already find this hairpin too heavy."
What if you are fortunate enough to wear an even heavier and more elaborate headdress in the future?
After saying that, she winked at Fucha Peiyun, looking quite playful and cute.
At this moment, Granny Li, who had been serving by the side, spoke up:
"Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. After you successfully give birth to the prince..."
Naturally, there will be more opportunities to wear those more solemn and precious headdresses.
By then, this weight will probably be nothing to Her Majesty.
As she spoke, Granny Li smiled and gently adjusted the hair ornament on Fucha Peiyun's head, her eyes full of expectation and blessings.
After completing this crucial step, Fucha Peiyun slowly turned around and faced the mirror.
She gazed at herself in the mirror, dressed in a full set of auspicious clothing.
She looked both beautiful and noble, exuding a dignified and elegant demeanor.
Especially that jewel, which added a lot of brilliance to her, making her even more eye-catching.
Fucha Peiyun was fortunate that she didn't have to have her face covered in thick white powder like in some dramas.
Otherwise, that pale face paired with that gorgeous outfit...
It's probably just as scary as the zombies in those old zombie movies.
Thank goodness
She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.
Fucha Peiyun carefully displayed her round belly.
Holding Ye'er's arm with one hand, he slowly stood up from his seat.
Surrounded by the crowd, she walked step by step toward the door.
As they approached the gate of Yanxi Palace, they ran into An Lingrong.
However, Fucha Peiyun only glanced at An Lingrong indifferently.
Without exchanging any words or expressions, they continued walking forward.
Not long after, Fucha Peiyun, surrounded by a group of palace maids and eunuchs,
Finally, I slowly stepped through the vermilion gate of the Tangli Palace.
At this moment, the Tangli Palace was already bustling with people.
Numerous palace maids and eunuchs bustled about, preparing for the upcoming investiture ceremony.
Today is not only the big day for Fucha Peiyun to receive his investiture ceremony.
Consort Jing, Feng Ruozhao, and Consort Wan, Zhen Huan, were also conferred titles at the same time!
These three beautiful women were all dressed in exquisite and magnificent auspicious robes.
Their makeup was meticulously applied, making them even more radiant.
Consort Jing, Feng Ruozhao, had only recently been released from confinement.
Today was also the first time she had seen Consort Shu's large, protruding belly since she was released from confinement.
Her gaze fell on Consort Shu, her eyes filled with undisguised envy.
I wonder when she'll be able to have a child.
After Fucha, Peiyun, Jingfei, and Zhen Huan greeted each other,
The three of them walked side by side, their bearing elegant as they entered the palace.
Their figures appeared even more graceful under the sunlight, like a beautiful painting slowly unfolding.
Not long after, everyone heard footsteps coming from afar.
Accompanied by the eunuchs' loud announcement: "The Emperor has arrived!"
Big, fat orange cat strode in.
He wore a bright yellow dragon robe and a crown, looking extremely majestic.
Upon seeing this, Fucha Peiyun, Consort Jing, and Zhen Huan quickly curtsied and said in unison:
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace." Her clear and melodious voice echoed throughout the palace.
Big Fat Orange, with a smile on his face, quickly walked forward.
First, he helped up Fucha Peiyun, who was heavily pregnant, and asked her with concern:
"My beloved concubine is six months pregnant and has difficulty moving around. Please excuse her from the formalities."
Then he reached out and helped Zhen Huan, whose belly was slightly protruding, his eyes full of tenderness.
Upon seeing this, Consort Jing also stood up.
She stood quietly to the side, a dignified and appropriate smile on her face.
After helping the two up, the chubby orange cat slowly walked to the main seat and sat down.
At this moment, Su Peisheng stepped forward, cleared his throat, and loudly recited:
"Consort Jing, née Feng; Consort Shu, née Fucha; and Consort Wan, née Zhen, were all bestowed by Heaven and received imperial favor within the inner palace."
"May you cultivate virtue and self-discipline in the future, maintain harmony within the palace, and diligently serve Your Majesty, so that you may become a worthy successor to the throne."
This investiture document, which should have been read aloud by the Empress herself,
However, since the Empress is still recovering from her injuries and unable to attend, Su Peisheng has taken her place.
In fact, the Empress Dowager had intended to use this investiture ceremony to lift the Empress's ban, but the Empress refused.
Initially, the chubby orange cat had also considered bringing the queen back to power.
However, when he discovered that the Empress Dowager had repeatedly mentioned this matter, a sense of doubt and dissatisfaction arose in his heart.
So he decisively gave up the idea.
After listening to Su Peisheng's investiture speech
Empress Fucha Peiyun, Consort Jing, and Zhen Huan exchanged a few words: "Your Majesty, we are deeply grateful for your teachings!"
Immediately afterwards, the three ladies began to perform their greetings in an orderly manner according to court etiquette.
First, she bowed gracefully, her movements gentle and beautiful;
She then bowed again, her posture becoming even more dignified and graceful;
When she bowed for the third time, she appeared solemn and dignified, yet she still retained a gentle and graceful demeanor unique to women.
Each bow was as natural and fluid as flowing water, with movements perfectly synchronized and without the slightest error.
After the three bows were completed, as everyone slowly rose, it symbolized that the investiture ceremony had finally come to a successful conclusion.
With this, the titles of Consort Fucha Peiyun and Zhen Huan, as well as Consort Jing's title of Imperial Concubine, were finally settled.
At this moment, Fucha Peiyun, Consort Jing, and Zhen Huan all spontaneously broke into radiant smiles.
That smile was like a profusion of flowers blooming in spring, vibrant and captivating.
Especially Fucha Peiyun and Zhen Huan, their smiles had an added maternal glow, appearing exceptionally gentle and warm.
For a moment, the entire palace was filled with a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.
The large, chubby orange-haired man, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, had a smile on his face.
He strolled leisurely toward the three people in front of him.
Upon approaching, the chubby orange first turned its gaze to the two pregnant women, Fucha Peiyun and Zhen Huan.
He leaned down slightly, his eyes filled with concern, and asked softly:
"How are you all doing these days, my beloved concubines? Are the babies in your wombs moving around?"
Its sound is gentle and mellow, like the melodious sound of a guqin, which warms the heart when you hear it.
Fucha Peiyun bowed slightly and said softly:
"My unborn child is doing well, but I often long to see my Imperial Father."
After saying that, she raised her eyes slightly and looked at the big fat orange with affection.
Big Fat Orange smiled, nodded in satisfaction, and said slowly:
"My beloved consort, do not worry. After I have finished dealing with these busy official duties, I will come to visit you and the child in your womb."
After speaking, he turned his gaze to Zhen Huan on the other side.
Zhen Huan also curtsied and responded softly:
"Your Majesty, the baby in my womb is doing well. I am deeply grateful for Your Majesty's care."
Upon hearing this, the chubby orange cat's expression softened even more, and it then began to give detailed instructions:
"Yes, you are both pregnant, so you must take good care of yourselves."
Do not overwork yourself on ordinary days, and always prioritize the well-being of the fetus.
If you have any needs or requests, just speak to me without hesitation.
After expressing his concern, the chubby orange turned to look at Consort Jing, who was standing to one side.
A slight, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Then he extended his broad and warm palm and gently patted the back of Consort Jing's hand.
Although there were no many words, this simple action seemed to silently express his concern for Consort Jing.
Upon seeing this, Consort Jing felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
A brighter smile involuntarily appeared on her previously calm face.
The chubby orange cat took one last look at the three beauties before him and slowly said:
"I still have many official matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
"Once I have finished my current affairs, I will certainly come to visit my beloved consorts again."
Empress Fucha Peiyun, Consort Jing, and Zhen Huan quickly curtsied in unison:
"Yes, Your Majesty, I respectfully see you off!"
As the chubby orange cat's figure gradually disappeared from their sight,
Empress Fucha, Consort Jing, and Zhen Huan slowly rose, and then each led their respective palace attendants.
They prepared to return to their palaces with different thoughts in mind.