With a stern look on her face, Grandma Yu recounted what the Lord had just said outside.

Wen Yin sat dumbly and didn't respond for a long time.

"Empress..."

"Mommy, don't worry about me. I'm mentally prepared." She looked at the palace lantern on the table in front of the window and said in a vague voice, "It's only a matter of time before he can endure enough. He's not a charity man, so why should he blindly do it?"

Bear with me? No matter how much guilt he has, as time goes by, it will eventually be exhausted."

Grandma Yu's dim eyes showed sadness, and she caressed her back silently.

Wen Yin silently looked around at the furnishings in the Nuan Pavilion, and said in a calm voice: "Waiting tomorrow, grandma will order someone to put up the red coral ornaments he gave me." As she said this, she thought of something, and looked sideways.

A half-old gold hairpin beside the pillow.

"There is also this hairpin. I will put it away from now on, put it into the bottom of the box, and exchange it for the jewelry he gave me. Since he has made his words clear tonight, I can no longer pretend to be confused in the future, and I must make some changes.

.”

The more downplayed the other party was, the more heartbroken Nanny Yu was.

The empress has been pushed to the edge of the cliff, why should he keep pushing her step by step? Why can't he be so noble and let the empress go?

"You won't push it too hard." Wen Yin comforted her. As she spoke, she involuntarily touched her smooth and smooth face and murmured softly: "Before my color fades, he will still tolerate me to a certain extent.

Some. This face is definitely a disaster, but it’s not a weapon at all.”

After waiting for the empress to wash herself and go to bed, Grandma Yu carefully took the gold hairpin from the pillow and placed it in the middle of the jewelry box. When she closed the jewelry box, her chest felt as if a huge stone had fallen, heavy.

The empress must be feeling all kinds of things in her heart today.

However, the empress still refused to reveal anything and remained secretive about that person.

Just like these years, she has always avoided talking about his topic, not even mentioning a word...

The next few days were peaceful and quiet in the harem.

Soon it was the fifteenth day to pay respects to the palace.

Today's Kunning Palace was quieter than usual. Especially when the imperial concubine Luan Jia came from a distance, all the concubines in the palace fell silent and stood up from their seats respectfully.

Each of their palaces has their own ears and eyes, and of course they know that the Holy One was angry out of Changxin Palace twice in the middle of the night. Even the Holy One can't please the imperial concubine, let alone them? I'm afraid only those who have lived a good life are enough.

Lan chooses an attendant, so he would go to the imperial concubine to cause trouble in front of her.

All the concubines shuddered when they thought of the Lanxuan servant who was relegated to the cold palace.

Just because they went to Changxin Palace to intercept someone on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Lan Xuanshi fell from being the most popular concubine in the palace to a puddle of mud at the bottom of the valley overnight. The consequences of offending Changxin Palace were so terrible, how could they do it?

Don’t you have lingering fears?

What's more, the Holy Emperor did not hesitate to slap the Queen in the face because of the concubine's grounding by the Queen. Although it was the Queen's decree to lift the ban, no one in the palace knew that the Holy Emperor walked out of Kunning Palace on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Go. Then on the second day of the Lunar New Year, the queen lifted the concubine's confinement.

Even if the queen found a suitable reason to make amends afterwards, in the eyes of the concubines, it was just the queen trying to regain her respect.

"Please be in peace, Your Majesty the Concubine."

"No need to be polite, just get up."

There is still the same set of red tape.

Wen Yin, as gentle and gentle as before, walked slowly through them, and came to sit first under the main seat as before.

The concubines sat down, and not long after, the queen came out of the inner hall surrounded by people.

Probably because too many things have happened this month, the Queen's mood has become much duller. Today's greeting ceremony in Kunning Palace has obviously lost her previous energy. Even the makeup on her face can't cover up her mood.

haggard.

But overall, the atmosphere among the concubines is generally harmonious.

The Queen briefly inquired about the situation in each palace, gave instructions about the upbringing of the princes and princesses, talked about the upcoming New Year's Eve banquet, and then warned the concubines to abide by the palace rules and live in harmony. After all these things were said, this morning's greeting ceremony was just over.

It's coming to an end.

When the queen announced the dismissal order, all the concubines stood up and respectfully saw her off.

The queen got off the high platform, her back straight, and she was once again surrounded by people and returned to the inner hall.

Then the imperial concubine left, and then the other concubines left.

After leaving Kunning Palace, Wen Yin walked along the palace road for a while as before.

Aunt Yu was holding on to the outside, leaning back a little to shield her mother-in-law from the occasional wind blowing from behind.

"Mommy, why don't you see Aunt Chen entertaining you in the outer hall today?"

Hearing this, Aunt Yu said casually: "Aunt Chen was severely punished by the Holy Spirit and couldn't get up. After a fifty-fold board fell, she probably could only hang on with breath. As for whether her life could be spared.

Come here, it’s still hard to say.”

Wen Yin was surprised: "When did it happen?"

"It's about the first day of this month." Aunt Yu had just finished speaking. She was afraid that the other party would think too much, so she hurriedly added: "The slaves in the palace have a low life. It is common for them to be beaten when they make mistakes. You don't have to hurt me."

pregnant."

Wen Yin's steps slowly stopped.

She turned her eyes sideways, and just as her lips moved, Grandma Yu said before her: "My Lady, if you want to talk about sending this old slave out of the palace, then don't mention it again. This old slave will never leave you in this life."

Half a step away. Besides, the empress, how could she let the old slave leave so easily?"

Aunt Yu didn't know clearly in her heart that even if she could leave, her mother-in-law must have paid a high price for it.

She smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I'm not afraid to say something taboo. I've lived to this age and I'm old enough to be buried up to my neck. I've long been satisfied. So I asked the old slave to accompany me in the palace.

You can stay with me as long as you can."

"Even if there is such a day... that is the fate of the old slave." She looked at Wen Yin, with earnest advice in her voice, "I just beg you not to feel sad for the old slave, let alone care about the old slave.

Slave, if you take good care of yourself, then this old slave can feel at ease."

Wen Yin moved her eyes for a long time.

She held Grandma Yu's arm firmly and continued walking towards the extension of the long palace road.

"Okay, just stay with me for one day."

She said this. In the freezing cold winter, there was residual snow rising from high places, and the catkins covered the scene in front of me. The white sky and earth suddenly looked like the pale cloth in the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.

There is an unwritten rule in the palace. Before being killed with a stick, a white cloth must be placed under the body. It is used to wrap the body after death, so it means wrapping cloth.

Back then, my grandma was lying on that piece of cloth, with a pool of blood underneath her body.

She still remembered her pale face at that time, probably whiter than the cloth.

In the 12th prison cell, Wu Jiang helped Feng Bao slowly walk down the ground.

"Daddy, are you feeling better?"

"It's much better. I'll be able to serve you in front of the emperor in two days."

"That's good. You old man doesn't know that during your absence, your son's heart has been going up and down. He's very bottomless."

"What's wrong?"

Wu Jiang looked at the door, then with a grimace he quickly whispered what he had interrupted in front of the palace that day.

"The more my son thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He always felt that His Majesty's look was frightening."

"Confused." Feng Bao scolded him, "It is taboo to try to figure out the Holy Will. How can you just learn everything I teach you from a dog's belly?"

"My son also wants to show his cleverness in front of the emperor..."

"Smart? If you show signs of cleverness, you are called stupid. If you show signs of cleverness, you are a real person. You are not as good as Xu Shiheng in this regard."

Speaking of Xu Shiheng, Feng Bao suddenly asked: "On the night of the tenth day of the lunar month, did Eunuch Xu deserve it?"

Wu Jiang said: "No, I listened to your instructions and tried to avoid this mistake."

Feng Bao couldn't help but support his lower back and took a breath: "He is lucky."

The same emperor came out of Changxin Palace in the middle of the night. After all, Xu Shiheng's luck was better and he did not encounter such an unreasonable disaster like him.

"Daddy, tomorrow will be sixteen..."

"You should also hide a little bit." Feng Baodao said, "The wind direction in Changxin Palace is not right these days."

He still didn't know what the conflict was between the Holy Emperor and the Imperial Concubine, but it was always a fight between gods and devils, and some innocent ones were hiding.

Early in the morning on the 16th, the palace servants from the Qinzheng Palace came to report that the Holy Spirit would invite a concubine to sleep in the Yangxin Palace tonight.

After seeing off the palace attendants, Grandma Yu went to report to the empress with a heavy heart.

This is already the third time this month that the Holy One has invited their empress to serve as his bedfellow.

Moreover, since the empress reopened the Changxin Palace after observing mourning for three years, this is the first time that the Holy Emperor has invited the empress to sleep in the Yangxin Palace.

Wen Yin was also thinking about this matter.

When he first entered the palace, he set up her sleeping place in the Yangxin Hall.
To be continued...