I did it very cleverly and very carefully, but I didn't expect that for some reason, that idiot Tong would find out the truth later.
Not only did he spread rumors in the palace that he had betrayed his master and shamelessly crawled into bed, making his reputation instantly stink in the palace, he also persuaded the emperor to take away his eldest son.
His eldest son was later raised by that bitch so that he was not close to him.
Thinking about my previous life, I lived in Yonghe Palace and lived next to that bitch Tong. They both used that treacherous son as a target. They came and went and fought openly and secretly for more than ten years.
However, didn’t he win after all?
As the emperor's direct cousin, so what if she comes from a prominent family?
Wasn't it true that she was so suppressed by this wrapped slave that she had two miscarriages and her short-lived daughter died after just one month? How could she compare with herself?
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When Wu Yadelian thought about what happened in her previous life, she felt a surge of hatred, pain, and indescribable joy mixed in her heart.
In her previous life, she never felt that any concubine had a good life.
Even those palace concubines with excellent family backgrounds, who came from Manchu and Mongolian noble families, had no status and little favor after entering the palace. Most of them were suppressed by the daughters of them, the daughters of high-ranking officials and minor officials.
And few of these concubines who were previously favored by the emperor and came from humble backgrounds were happy in their later years.
But she didn't expect that Wan Liuha, who was selected into the palace together with her, turned out to be a blessed one.
Although he was not favored at first, because he had been serving the concubine in Cining Palace, his life was stable and ordinary. In the end, he was noticed by the Empress Dowager and transferred to Qianqing Palace to serve the emperor.
After serving him for a short time, he got a boy at one stroke and gave birth to the emperor's twelfth elder brother, Yinyu.
Yinzhen was raised by her aunt Sumala since she was a child. She was a down-to-earth person with a calm temperament. She was extremely filial to the Wanliuha family. When she died in her previous life, I heard that she was still very healthy.
So what if I was regarded as the Holy Mother and Queen Mother by that traitorous son?
The last person to reach the top was not her fourteenth son, and she didn't care at all about Nao Shizi's position as queen mother.
At that time, she was quite jealous of Wan Liuha, because she had a filial and caring son who lived happily in his later years.
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Therefore, after I closed my eyes full of unwillingness and resentment in my previous life, I opened my eyes again and found that I was back in October of the first year after entering the palace.
Since her rebirth, she has been recalling every major event that happened in her previous life.
Recalling the famous drowning incident in Cining Garden that year, I pretended that I had something to do this morning and asked Wan Liuha to go to Cining Garden to pick red plums for me.
It’s too late for her to be favored anyway, right?
Wu Yadelian put aside Wanliuha, frowned, and unconsciously pulled out a Wanliuha flower from the plain and undecorated white porcelain vase on the side, took it back to the penthouse where the two of them lived, and gave it to the concubine.
They put the remaining red plums in bottles and thought about the current situation.
This life is different from the previous life.
Today in my previous life there were clearly snowflakes, but today it is cloudy.
The crown prince's aunt, Concubine Ping, was obviously the third young lady of the Hesheli family with a humble and weak personality. In the 19th year of Kangxi, when she was still a yellow-haired girl who was just over ten years old, she was hurriedly sent to the hospital with a picture of her forehead.
In the palace.
Because he and the prince are close in age, they have never gotten along together.
The emperor only gave her the treatment of a concubine and raised her in the Chuxiu Palace, but didn't pay much attention to her.
In the end, he was a short-lived ghost who was unlucky and his parents and children died young. He lived longer than the concubine who was not even a side branch of the Hesheli family.
But now there is already a concubine in the palace who is very good-looking and has a very tough temper. It is said that she is the second daughter of the concubine of the Hesheli family, Chuxiugong Concubine Hesheli?
And because she had known for a long time that there would not be peace in the palace today.
He finished his errands quickly and stayed quietly in the back room of the back hall early in the morning.
However, they never heard the news that Prince Yu's eldest daughter Muldenge had drowned, and Prince Yu's eldest daughter, Fujin Siruke, also gave birth smoothly and safely early.
She didn't know why, but her heart was beating violently, and she always felt that something was about to happen.
"Is it possible that these are the added variables of the Ai family's return?" Wu Yashi muttered to herself in confusion.
"No, absolutely not. Ai Jia is the Holy Mother and Queen Mother. Only a 'highly respected' person like Ai Jia will have such a fate that defies heaven after death."
Wu Yashi shook her head violently, pinched the red plum in her hand tightly, and kneaded it until it was smashed into pieces. Bits of red petals stuck to her white hands.
Although he has such a weak and gentle appearance, he reveals a shocking cruelty for no reason.
"No rush, no rush. In the last life, the Ai family didn't know anything and still had the last laugh. This time, the Ai family will definitely get rid of all those bitches one by one, including that damn traitor.
My Xiao Liu and Lao Si..."
She looked up at the falling snow outside the door and said silently in her heart.
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Because of this incident, people in the palace were in panic.
A large number of palace maids and eunuchs were brought to the Shenxing Department for interrogation. Most of the spies of the minor masters in the palace, as well as the manpower of the powerful Manchu families who had managed to get into each palace, were lost in this turmoil.
Qingyan no longer has the energy to pay attention to what happens next.
Because this time, in order to save the three children, not only did she use up the few superpowers she had just developed, but she also soaked in the cold water of the twelfth lunar month for so long.
His body, which had never been repaired in the first place, collapsed completely this time.
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Back at Chuxiu Palace, Qingyan was lying on the bed in a daze.
She could feel people coming and going around her, lowering their voices, talking about something, and she seemed to hear the little prince crying.
But her upper and lower eyelids seemed to be stuck with strong glue, and she couldn't open her eyes no matter what. She was just tired.
She could feel that there were strands of weak supernatural power in her body that were like ribbons, running up and down her body.
My body is like an overused machine. It has been forced to shut down because it has reached the critical point of collapse, and its internal functions are being repaired automatically in an orderly manner.
If you don't break or establish, when you open your eyes again, your powers will definitely be stronger than before, and your body will most likely be restored to the level of your previous life?
She "saw" that she was wearing the clothes she wore on the day she died in the apocalypse, alone, entering a dark place that seemed similar to the projection hall of a movie theater in the apocalypse.
Like a bystander, watching the various scenes played in turn on the big screen.
Those were the memories of twenty-five years in my previous life, when I was alone, struggling to make a living in the last days, and the short seventeen years of my original life in this life.
Even those memory fragments hidden in the depths of my mind, which I didn't know where to find, were clearly displayed in front of me one by one.
Exactly the same appearance, the same childhood situation, but completely different personalities.
Wrapped in these memories, she couldn't tell for a moment whether she was the fierce girl Qingyan in the last days or the Hesheli Qingyan in the Qing Dynasty.
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Kangxi hugged Yinreng and came to the main hall of Chuxiu Palace.
Looking at Qingyan lying on the bed with flushed cheeks, high fever, and unconsciousness, her heart felt a little complicated for a moment.
All the children were fine. After taking a dose of cold medicine, they were full of energy and vitality.
But little Hershey, the woman who risked her life to save the little baby, was lying on the bed so weakly.
I thought before that she could kick a strong woman several meters away, and she was stronger than him.
However, Dr. Zhang said that Concubine Hesheli's body was already weak and she had not fully recovered from the last emergency. If she had not recovered well over the past month, I am afraid it would have been difficult for her to survive this time.
"Auntie, are you sick?" Yinreng was held in the arms of the standing Kangxi with his left arm, and turned to look at his Khan's mother with a pair of big red eyes.
Kangxi nodded and said nothing.
Yinreng hugged Kangxi's neck and almost burst into tears: "Khan Ama, the most disgusting, can't let, aunt, okay?" Looking at his precious son with a sad look on his face, Kangxi felt a little agitated for a moment.
Speechless.
So what if he is the emperor, life, old age, illness and death are never something that humans can control.
Otherwise, he would not have had so many regrets in his early twenties, and would not have been able to keep so many people important to him.
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"Baocheng, do you like your aunt so much?" Kangxi hugged his son who was like a little baby closer and patted his back gently.
"Auntie, very, very good."
"If you like it, I promise, just kiss it."
"Give Baocheng, tell stories, make fields, Xianbaobao, let Baocheng talk to Eyang, and Chenghu Gege."
Speaking of the four "field line babies", Kangxi was speechless for a while.
I even felt that this little Hesheli didn't have the slightest caution that someone in the harem should have.
There have been so many witchcraft and poisonous things in the past, all originating from human-shaped dolls. There were so many taboos in the palace, and it was better for her to just make it with her own hands and send it out with great fanfare.
, for fear that others won’t know.
If it hadn't been for that night, Baocheng happily showed himself one by one on the dragon bed, and told himself with a mysterious face that those puppets could call his mother-in-law and brother Chenghu, so that he would be fine.
When I was a kid, I tried it too.
Kangxi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly. If it wasn't for the fact that she also wanted to protect Cheng, he would have scolded her for being brainless.
Then that night, she took the initiative to give those four so-called "field line babies" the title of a "four-color field line Fuwa" to prevent anyone from using this matter to criticize her in the future.
If she doesn't know this, then if someone wants to punish her, just say in an understatement: Concubine Hesheli is so bold that she secretly makes human dolls and practices witchcraft, and she can be sent to the Criminal Division.
Take a walk there.
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"Also, teach Baocheng to walk, pat Baocheng and sleep."
"Ooooooooo, Baocheng, no, auntie, just lie down and don't say anything."
His son burst into tears, and Kangxi felt very distressed.