When Wu Yadelian thought about what happened in her previous life, a surge of hatred, pain and indescribable pleasure arose 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 rich and powerful families, had no status after entering the palace, and received little love. Most of them were suppressed to death 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.
Not long after serving, he became the emperor and gave birth to his twelfth elder brother, Yinyu.
Yinyu was raised by Aunt Sumala since she was a child. She was a down-to-earth and honest 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 good, filial and caring son, and she lived happily in her 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, he pretended to have something to do this morning and asked Wan Liuha to go to Cining Garden to pick red plums for him.
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 they lived, and gave it to the concubines. I was holding the remaining red plums in the bottle and thinking about the current situation.
This life is different from the previous life.
Today in my previous life there were clearly snowflakes, but now it is cloudy.
The prince's aunt, Concubine Ping, was obviously a humble and weak concubine of the Hesheli family. 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 palace 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.
And in her impression, in her previous life, Suo'etu seemed to have a legitimate daughter whom she loved very much, but she died at a young age. Because Suo'etu was seriously ill, she dragged her body to Wutai Mountain to ask for her daughter. He invited several famous eminent monks to come to do the ashram for his beloved daughter to achieve transcendence.
And she was buried with many gold, silver, jewelry and other rare Western objects in her tomb. Because the burial at that time was too extravagant, the censor, who had always disliked him, took the opportunity to read a book called "The Great Corruption of Suo Etu". ”.
At that time, Suo'etu was not the "Suo Xiang" he is today. He was young and energetic, so he started a fight with the censor on the spot in the court. Not long after, his old master Sony also passed away.
The three things happened closely together. At that time, the Hesheli family was a high-profile family in the capital. During the off-season, the common people liked to chat about their family's affairs after dinner.
She was still young at that time, and she was still the eldest daughter of the family who stayed at home and was well cared for. She had also heard these news.
Unexpectedly, in this life, this legitimate daughter not only survived, entered the palace, looked extremely good, but also had such a tough temper...
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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.
But for some reason, I never heard the news from the front yard that Prince Yu's eldest daughter Muldenge had drowned, and Prince Yu's eldest daughter, Fujin Siruke, also gave birth smoothly and safely early.
Wu Yashi didn't know why, 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 broken snow that had started to fly again outside the door at some point, and said silently in her heart.
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The palace was in panic because of this incident.
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. Because it has reached the critical point of collapse, it is forced to shut down, and its internal functions are being repaired automatically in an orderly manner.
If it is not broken, it cannot be established. When you open your eyes again, your powers will definitely be stronger than before.
She "saw" that she was wearing the clothes she wore on the day she died in the apocalypse, and entered a dark place alone, which seemed to be similar to the screening room 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 the twenty-five years in my previous life when I was alone, struggling to make a living in the last days, and the sixteen years 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.
Wrapped in these memories, she couldn't tell for a while whether she was in the end of the world or in the Qing Dynasty.
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Kangxi carried Yinreng to the main hall of Chuxiu Palace.
Looking at Qingyan lying on the bed with flushed cheeks, high fever, and unconsciousness, her heart felt 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 an old naughty slave away, she was stronger than him!
However, Dr. Zhang said that Concubine Hesheli seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, and the remaining poison of the secret medicine from the previous dynasty that was administered last time had not been cleaned up. If it were not for the fact that there was always a vitality in her body, she might have been
It was very difficult to get through this experience.
"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 person, can't let me, aunt, okay?"
Seeing the sad look on his precious son's face, Kangxi was speechless for a moment.
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, Xian Huhu, and let Baocheng talk to Eyang and brother Chenghu."
"Also, teach Baocheng to walk, pat Baocheng and sleep."
"Ooooooooo, Baocheng, no, auntie, just lie down and don't say anything."
His son cried so hard that Kangxi felt extremely distressed.
He didn't even expect that during the short period of more than a month when he was busy with government affairs, Baocheng would remember the little Hesheli in his heart.
Speaking of the "tiger on the field line", Kangxi was also very moved.
That night, Baocheng returned to the Qianqing Palace with the cloth tiger in his arms, and he happily rode on the back of the "white tiger" to show it to himself. After he finished, he lay next to his ear with a mysterious face, telling himself that the "white tiger"
He is the "Fairy Tiger". He can call his mother-in-law and brother Chenghu, so that he can try it when he is fine.
Although this kind of coaxing to a child cannot comfort myself.
But when he saw the cloth tiger with such a unique appearance and domineering momentum, he couldn't help but feel playful. He stretched out his hands to pick up the two wings of the "white tiger" and looked up and down, and touched the black patterns on the tiger's body with his fingertips.
Suddenly I felt some unevenness in my neck.
He was initially startled, thinking that the person behind the scenes had seized this opportunity to hide the secret medicine and prepare to harm Baocheng, so he immediately hurriedly asked Liang Jiugong to bring the candle on the table closer.
Only with the bright candlelight could I see clearly above the pattern, it turned out that three short lines of the words "I wish you happiness and health" in Manchu, Mongolian and Chinese were embroidered with black silk thread.
I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Looking at the crooked words, I knew it was embroidered by the unkind little Hesheli.
Baocheng was young and illiterate.
When Kangxi suddenly saw this secret blessing, he was very moved in his heart.
He knew that this was little Hershey's best wishes for his precious son, and he accepted it on his son's behalf.
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At the beginning, he was struggling with whether to let little Hesheli have contact with Yinreng, because he was worried that if little Hesheli was a bad person, he would take advantage of the prince's young age to control the crown prince.
However, Madam Huang often said that children’s critical growth years are inseparable from the teachings of female elders.
That day, when little Hesheli was called to Cining Palace for the first time by the Queen Mother, Baocheng just woke up from his nap and said to himself that he had dreamed of a beautiful sister and that his Queen Mother was coming back as a guest soon.