in2ebook Chapter 154 An Lingrong's Mother
Chapter 154 An Lingrong's Mother
An Lingrong's pregnancy was getting worse. When she was more than seven months pregnant, Huimin asked the Emperor to let An Lingrong's mother come to Beijing first to make preparations.
After the emperor agreed, Madam An set off for Beijing.
This time, she brought Aunt Xiao with her, and even the escort was arranged by Huimin's grandfather.
This Madam An had never been to the capital, and An Bihuai's family was not wealthy, so even her dressing style when entering the palace became a problem.
Which concubine’s mother did not enjoy glory when she entered the palace?
Even if it is low-key, the jewelry on the body will not be looked down upon.
Madam Canan...
Huimin asked her grandfather Mai Zhu to buy her a set of clothes.
She arrived in the capital half a month earlier than her scheduled entry into the palace. Huimin had someone accompany her to see the capital's customs and culture.
Huimin was relieved when she heard that Mrs. An was fine.
When the day came for her to enter the palace, Madam An came on her own because Aunt Xiao's status was not high enough.
That day, An Lingrong, who was eight months pregnant, insisted on going to meet her mother.
Mrs. An's eyes were half blind from doing embroidery all year round and being bullied by concubines and illegitimate sons in An Bihuai's backyard. She cried every day and her eyes were already half blind.
This time, because she was unfamiliar with the palace, she was supported by the palace maids as she walked the entire time.
But Mrs. An also rarely wore gorgeous clothes and wore red and jadeite.
Before actually meeting her mother, An Lingrong thought a lot.
She knew the situation at home, but it was not easy for her mother to come to the palace to see her.
She knew that once her mother came, her slightly shabby attire would inevitably lead to gossip in the palace, and people would only say that she was from a poor family, that was all...
The mothers of Concubine Xian, Concubine Lan, Concubine Hui, and Concubine Wan had all entered the palace, but each of their mothers had their own unique qualities and were graceful and elegant.
Especially the aura of Lady Xilin Gioro and Lady Fucha.
An Lingrong felt uncomfortable when she thought that her mother would be looked down upon.
But An Lingrong never expected to see a mother like this.
A mother who is similar to the previous one but slightly unfamiliar.
Even my father’s annual salary could not afford such an outfit.
And how many years has it been since my mother dressed like this?
Ever since An Lingrong could remember, her mother had always worn plain clothes, with no fashionable patterns, and at most a cheap silver bracelet on her hand.
His spine has been broken by the pressure of life and he looks more than ten years older than his peers.
Cowardice and sadness are often seen on his face.
All the power of the housekeeper lies in the hands of the favored concubine, who has no money except the monthly salary.
But now...
An Lingrong felt sad and started to cry.
"Eniang!"
An Lingrong took a step forward.
But Mrs. An bowed first.
"Meet Concubine An."
An Lingrong was stunned and quickly helped her mother up.
There was obviously a lot to say, but for a moment, An Lingrong didn't know what to say.
I can only ask:
"How was your journey, mother?"
Mrs. An touched her daughter's hand and looked at her with her slightly gray eyes.
She couldn't see clearly and could only see the general outline, but by feeling the fabric and the pattern, she knew her daughter was living a good life.
She seemed more confident. When she was at home, she always kept her head down, twisting her handkerchief, at a loss, or feeling depressed and inferior.
Nowadays, it is very different.
After entering the bedroom, An Lingrong pulled her mother to sit down and carefully observed her mother's eyebrows and eyes.
Although several years have passed, my mother thinks I look younger than when I left home for the talent show a few years ago.
He has gained some weight and looks better.
And your eyes seem to be better too?
An Lingrong thought about it and asked.
Mrs. An was stunned for a moment, then patted her daughter's hand with satisfaction.
"I am also grateful to you. It was Master Mai Zhu who found someone to treat me. Now I can vaguely see the human figure."
It was Sister Min who helped. An Lingrong felt warm in her heart. Yes, only Sister Min would think of her mother like this.
As she spoke, Madam An asked the little palace maid who followed her to bring the box she had brought.
"This is the small dress I made for the Seventh Prince of the Concubine Xian. She has helped you and our family so much. We don't have anything to show off, and my mother only has this embroidery skill that can help you."
An Lingrong was even more moved. It was not easy for her mother to sew clothes with such eyes.
Madam An stared at An Lingrong and said:
"We should remember the kindness of the virtuous concubine."
An Lingrong nodded repeatedly, "Mom, don't worry, Lingrong remembers everything."
Mrs. An gently touched her daughter's face and slowly touched her hair.
"Hao Rong'er, seeing that you are doing well, mother is relieved."
"In this palace, the concubines have different family backgrounds. I heard that the lowest official rank of their fathers was a fifth-rank official, and your father..."
Mrs. An sighed softly, "It's your family that's holding you back."
"It's like that in our little backyard. How much suffering will you have to endure in this Forbidden City?"
"My mother's trip to the capital has broadened her horizons. Those gentlemen all hold such high positions."
"The high-ranking officials and prefects I knew before are nothing in front of them."
As she said this, Mrs. An took out some silver bills she had brought with her.
"Here is a hundred taels, which mother saved after you entered the palace. You have a lot of expenses in the palace, so take it all."
When An Lingrong saw the banknote, she burst into tears.
"My father only earns that much a year. This money..."
"Mom, I have enough money."
“You only need it at home…”
The mother and daughter pushed the issue back and forth, both wanting the other to keep it. In the end, An Lingrong compromised and kept only fifty taels.
Mrs. An looked at An Lingrong and gently touched her belly.
"Fortunately, you have finally made it through all the hardship."
"If this is a prince, you will have someone to rely on."
"Your father knew you were pregnant, and he happily gave me this money. You see, he still cares about you and us."
An Lingrong frowned slightly as she listened to her mother's words.
My mother hoped that she would have a prince because she was her only daughter and had no one to rely on in the rear house.
She felt that with a prince, she could rest assured.
An Lingrong could understand.
But in the harem, she knew that if she were a prince, it would be hard to say how long she could live.
Because of his family background, this child was inferior to his brothers from the moment he was born, and he had no support from his mother's family at all.
Even, when we have a child, according to the father's temperament.
He would just hold the child down and suck his blood.
This child will only be dragged down to death by the An family.
Just like myself.
Besides, my father is willing to live a peaceful life now. What will he do when he has a prince grandson?
According to An Lingrong's understanding of him.
An Lingrong lowered her eyes, "Mom, this is not something we can decide."
"It's not good for others to hear it, so don't mention it again."