Xuan Ye shook his head, but then waved his hand to signal the people behind him to follow him. Several lanterns gathered together, and the front door suddenly became bright. Huan Chun suddenly saw the emperor's face clearly. He did not have the shabby and decadent look he had imagined. The person in front of him was just
I have lost a lot of weight after not eating rice water for a few days. My face has clear contours, my eyes are sunken, and they are bloodshot from crying. There are also two deep patches of indigo under my eyelids. But Huanchun has never seen the emperor look like this. Is he bluffing?
.
"Do I look haggard?" Xuan Ye asked, as if he let the lantern illuminate him just to let Huan Chun see his appearance clearly.
Huan Chun nodded, pursed his lips and did not dare to speak.
"Would it scare her if she saw it like this?" Xuan Ye asked again.
Huan Chun shook his head hurriedly and said repeatedly: "Your Majesty, you won't be afraid. Your Majesty wants to go to Cining Palace to see you today, but unfortunately you can't leave until you get out of bed. The imperial doctor said that everything is very important these days."
Xuan Ye knew that everything in the Yonghe Palace would still be reported to him in every detail. While he was mourning the death of his grandmother, he did not forget other things. He just looked at them coldly and did not want to care. Only the Yonghe Palace was
He was thinking about it, but he couldn't take care of it.
"Your Majesty, please go in. Your Majesty will be very happy to see you." Huan Chun raised the curtain high, hoping that the Emperor would come in quickly.
Xuan Ye took a deep breath and walked slowly into the door. The room was not dark, which allowed him to walk to Lan Qi smoothly, but he could not see her face clearly. Pregnant women have difficulty breathing due to the weight of their fetuses, so they go to bed early at night.
She didn't pull up the tent anymore. She didn't lie down like a normal person, she almost slept on her back. Xuan Ye knew that she was working hard.
Huan Chun wanted to send a lamp, but the emperor waved her down. He didn't want the light to stimulate Lan Qi to wake up, so he just stood by the couch, leaned over and gently touched her cheek. Her skin was still so smooth and tender.
, Xuan Ye was actually afraid that his rough hands would scratch her. He didn't drink rice water these days, and even the skin on his face became chapped, and his palms were dry and rough.
The person on the couch did not wake up and was breathing evenly from a steady sleep. This made Xuan Ye feel very relieved. He would send the emperor's grandmother's coffin out of the palace tomorrow. He would not be able to come back before she gave birth. He was so afraid of being outside the palace.
Hearing the bad news, he couldn't stay or take her away.
"Wait at home for me to come back. Don't worry about anything. I will be back soon. Don't follow Grandma Huang." Xuan Ye muttered softly, with tears in his eyes, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He choked for a long time.
He repeated, "Wait at home for me to come back."
The person in the dream did not wake up. After Xuan Ye gradually calmed down, he tucked the quilt for her and turned around to leave. But as soon as he turned around, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and tears fell down his cheeks.
Quietly, until the figure disappeared from sight.
Lan Qi woke up from the moment Xuan Ye walked over the snow, but when she heard what he asked Huan Chun outside the door, she understood that Xuan Ye didn't want her to see him in despair. In Wu Yalan
In front of Qi, he was her heaven, the one who supported her and blocked all wind and rain. How could he let the woman he loved see himself so useless?
So she "fell asleep", so she chose not to see Xuan Ye. She longed to see him, but she didn't want to remember his haggard face. Her husband, her man, will always be her strongest support.
The sound of stepping on the snow gradually faded away, and Lan Qi covered her mouth and sobbed a few times, but when Huan Chun came back, she had calmed down a lot. Huan Chun was surprised that his master was awake, and asked anxiously: "Long Live Lord has just been here.
Madam, do you know?"
Lan Qi nodded: "I heard what you said. It would be best not to see him. He doesn't want me to see him like he is now. I will wait for him to come back and give birth to this child. Don't worry Huanchun, I will
Cheer up and I will be strong."
Even so, the aura of sadness never dissipated, and Lan Qi's body could not help but get better if she thought about it. Even Lian Lianchun understood that the master had to leave his fate to fate.
The next day, the Empress Dowager's Zi Palace was moved out of the palace. Everything was in order and there was no chaos at all. The chaotic appearance of the palace in the previous few days was gone. Everyone was fully energetic to cope with the whole day. The Empress Dowager and the Emperor
The imperial concubine also came to see her off, but Concubine De, who had been with the Empress Dowager day and night, was not present.
Surprisingly, no one pointed out the Yonghe Palace this time. Everyone knows that no matter how grand and extravagant the funeral is, the deceased will not feel it at all. It is just done by the living for the living to see. Who can say whether it is true or false?
We understand that only Concubine De's hard work day and night when the Empress Dowager was alive is the true greatest filial piety to the elderly. Even if they faint from crying every day, they may not be able to move anyone.
After the Queen Mother's Zi Palace left, the Forbidden City finally breathed a sigh of relief. In previous years, this time was the time to laugh and have fun during the Spring Festival. This year, nothing was done on New Year's Eve and New Year's Day. No one even felt like they had crossed the New Year. They were in a daze.
I don’t know what year or month I have been kneeling down and crying over and over again every day. Now that I stopped, I felt a little overwhelmed.
In Yikun Palace, Concubine Yi leaned on the kang and couldn't move as soon as she entered the door. She cried so much that her head was about to split in the past few days. Those tears were not forced out, but just when she saw other people crying there.
, she became sad, and then the grievances and resentments of the past ten years also came out. If she cried every day, it was not the Empress Dowager who was crying, but herself.
Zhang promised that she was already in her confinement period, so she was able to go out and walk around during the few days when the Empress Dowager was gone. Not a single thing about the funeral ceremony was left behind. It was also the first time that she appeared in the palace with Concubine Yi in a serious manner, but
No one has time to worry about these trivial matters. Everyone can see how sad the emperor is. Who dares to cause trouble to the emperor at this time?
"You should also take a rest. You have to kneel for several hours every day. I see that your face is getting worse and worse." Concubine Yi rubbed her forehead in pain and called Taohong to find the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine for her. She said she agreed, "This is
Things will get over sooner or later, and the emperor cannot be sad every day. Haven't things in the palace begun to return to normal? We must look forward to the good days in the future. In these days, we should gather our waists and wait for the emperor to recover.
You're so energetic, you have to serve me more."
Zhang agreed silently, and then exited the main hall of Concubine Yi. After returning to the room, he asked Xiaoyu softly: "Have you asked, how is Concubine De?"
Xiaoyu shook her head and said: "It's just not good. There are several imperial doctors on duty in Yonghe Palace now, so this situation cannot be good."
Zhang promised to burst into tears immediately and said worriedly: "What will happen if something happens to me?"
Xiao Yu quickly advised her: "You have to be happy in front of Concubine Yi. You haven't seen how happy Concubine Yi is in private these days. You have to be of the same mind as them."
Zhang promised to grit his teeth, clutching the mattress on the kang tightly with one hand, trembling with hatred, "They will not end well."
At the same time, everyone in the Changchun Palace was exhausted. Unlike Concubine Yi who just opened her mouth and cried a few times every day, Concubine Hui and Concubine Rong were still keeping an eye on things in the palace. She was considered tough. Concubine Rong was sent away today.
The Empress Dowager fainted and asked people to carry her away, but she almost exhausted all her energy and strength, hoping that the emperor would be away from the palace for a few days so that she could take a break and catch her breath.
A little palace maid brought some soothing medicine, but Concubine Hui pushed her hand and said she wouldn't take it, "I'm not sick. I'll be fine just lying down for two days. It's bad luck to take medicine all the time."
She simply stood up and relaxed her muscles and bones to take a breath, then stood under the eaves. The little eunuch in front of the door ran in quickly and said: "Your Majesty, I would like to see you."
"Mr. Ping?" Concubine Hui was stunned for a moment before she remembered that for the funeral of the Empress Dowager, this little nobleman had been released from confinement and knelt down to worship and weep together every day. She had not been able to care about it in those days, but she did not expect that she would be on her own today.
Came to the door.
But when Concubine Hui showed her kindness before, the little nobleman ignored her with all her pride. Now if Concubine Hui greets her with a smile when she comes, it would be too shameless. She waved her hand and said coldly: "Talk about me."
I have rested since I was tired and asked her to come back another day."
The little eunuch went to send Ping Guiren away. Concubine Hui took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. The busy life all day seemed to have made her wake up at this moment. The empress dowager was gone, and the greatest suppression of her other than the emperor was gone. No wonder the Changchun Palace looked out.
The sky was wider than before, and she felt indescribably happy.
When she looked back, she saw Bao Yun coming from the side hall, packing up the things she had used for the past few days. She looked up and saw her master standing under the eaves looking at her, and she also stopped walking.
"Come here." For the first time, Concubine Hui felt that she was truly superior to this servant. She had always been the one the Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager had clearly placed around her. She was not as good as the relationship between Concubine Huang and Qinglian. The relationship between them was
They have always maintained a twisted tacit understanding. Concubine Hui once asked her if she was afraid that one day the Empress Dowager would leave and he would deal with her. Bao Yun said that she was fearless, not to mention that the emperor was watching.
But now, even though Concubine Hui was afraid that the emperor might pursue this matter, her desire to kill Bao Yun was stronger than ever before, and that unscrupulous impulse emerged from her heart one after another.
But Concubine Hui still had sense. She knew that she could not do this. By killing Bao Yun, she was disrespectful to the Empress Dowager. Even if there was any reason to cover up the truth about Bao Yun's loss, the emperor might not let her go.
"What are your orders?" Bao Yun asked.
"From now on, you don't have to do anything in front of me." Concubine Hui coldly ordered her, "You are not allowed to serve the Eighth Prince anymore. From now on, you are not allowed to interfere in anything that is in front of the master. If you are willing, Changchun
You can choose any chores in the palace. If you don't want to, just stay in your own room. I have no shortage of people to work here."
Bao Yun's face was deep and silent, and Concubine Hui said again: "Actually, you still have a good place to go. You are temporarily enshrined in the palace at the foot of Changrui Mountain. We are short of a maid in charge. If you are willing, I can always do it."