The lawn inside Zhenxi Pavilion changed from green to yellow, and then from yellow to green again. In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred days passed by at the fingertips.
It was already early summer, and the eunuchs and maids were already wearing light clothes, but I still felt chilly, so I wore thick clothes and walked among the flowers in the pavilion.
A few days ago, Chenghuan wrote a letter from Mongolia, and the words revealed Zotel's deep affection for her, and Minmin's love for her. I was finally completely relieved that Chenghuan had finally found her happiness. Thirteen, Luwu
It would be comforting to know.
But every time I receive a letter from her, I always think of her words, "I hope to see the murderer of Eniang brought to justice." I don't know how Hongli explained to her before she left, so that she has since
The incident was never mentioned again.
Although I was confused and puzzled, I really didn’t want to think about it again, so I stopped caring about it and stopped asking about it. Seeing me like this, Hongli certainly wouldn’t take the initiative to mention it, so it became a deep burial.
Things that are deep in my heart.
The familiar footsteps came after me. I smiled bitterly and came again.
Still admiring the flowers beside him, he walked slowly forward. The person coming behind him softly begged: "Your Majesty, follow me back to the palace. You have been living here alone since last winter. The emperor is very worried about you. Now I am young."
Gege is already one month old, and your body must be able to withstand the bumps of the carriage, so the emperor ordered me to take you back to the palace, otherwise, I will never want to go back." After hearing this, I secretly laughed in my heart, you are alive.
During the Qianlong period.
"Your Majesty, no one else knows how the Emperor treats you, but this old servant sees it and keeps it in his heart." His persuasion came from behind again. I turned around and smiled lightly: "The Emperor is involved in political affairs and has to worry about it.
Those beautiful ladies in Zhongcui Palace, who are as beautiful as flowers and jade, have no time to care about my affairs."
Since the draft of girls started last fall, I have refused to return to the palace, and the reason is quite good. I am heavy and cannot withstand the fatigue of traveling. Although Yinzhen is anxious, he is also helpless. Since Shisan passed away, he has lost his right and left arm.
Although it is a political necessity to win over important ministers through the draft, I still feel uncomfortable in my heart. I know clearly that inside and outside the palace, there is a rumor everywhere, 'Concubine Lan is pampered and spoiled...', in addition to Qiao Hui, Ju Xiang in the cabinet
The two of them were indifferent and everything was as usual, while the others looked panicked, as if they were afraid that if they were not careful, they would suffer disaster. After all, I, the imperial concubine, was alone and did not have any external forces such as my natal family.
He dwarfed, but still kept grinding: "Your Majesty, the little princess is full moon, the ladies in the Emperor's palace are all ready."
I waved my hand and said slightly angrily: "What does my daughter's full moon have to do with them?" Gao Wuyong glanced at me quickly and knelt down in front of him: "I'm begging you, please." My heart softened and I closed my eyes for a moment and said.
: "Let Qiaohui take little Princess back to the palace then."
Gao Wuyong stood up, responded softly, and walked out quickly.
At this point, I had no mood at all, so I went back to my room, took out the paper, wrote and repeated what I did day after day.
I concentrated on painting one stroke at a time, and when I finally finished it, I came back to my senses leisurely. The palace lantern in the room had already been lit, and Ju Xiang stood silently at the door, with his head hanging down and dozing off.
I put down the pen and sighed softly. Ju Xiang woke up with a start, rubbed his eyes and came over and said: "Empress, please pass on the meal now." I shook my head, Ju Xiang frowned and said: "I've lost a lot of weight these days, so.
Go down, what's the matter? I ordered the kitchen master to wait until the second watch, but you don't want to eat." I waved my hand and asked her to retreat. She opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, and retreated with a face full of reluctance.
He looked at the paintings on the table silently for a while, then turned around and picked up the book beside the table, turned around and lay down on the soft couch, supporting his cheek with one hand and flipping through the pages casually with the other hand.
Even if I buy Xiang Ru Fu, who can tell me about this feeling?' I laughed secretly. These are the words that the author wrote when he hoped that he could resist the enemy and save the country, and unify the country as soon as possible, but could not do so. He wanted to tell his own experience.
, but did not say it clearly, so it had to rely on Chen Ajiao's Nagato incident to realize it. This may be a game played by literati playing with words.
I laughed secretly for a while, then my thoughts changed, I couldn't help but smile bitterly to myself, and laughed at myself in my heart.
He originally entered the garden from the Thirteen Mansion. As soon as Thirteen passed away, the emperor lived in the palace for a long time. Even when he gave birth to Lan Qi, he never came back. Queen Nala's health was good and bad, and she could not move forward.
Come, it’s just that Concubine Xi led Fu Ya and Hongli Xina’s side friend Jin Zixian to greet them.
People who know the inside story know that due to the cases of Zeng Jing and Lu Liuliang, Xu Jun's poetry copywriting, Shanghang Fan Shijie's poetry copywriting, and Qu Dajun's poetry copywriting have happened one after another since last October. And these incidents have just subsided, and what followed immediately
It was the anti-grain movement in Zhongxiang County in March this year. This trend was followed by a large-scale anti-grain movement. When the army was marching westward, civil strife broke out frequently. In addition, it was also a critical period for the reform of the land and the return of land to the local people. Yinzhen was busy
He was probably so exhausted that he had no time to spare.
It can be seen that there are only a few people who know the inside story. Everyone inside and outside is watching with cold eyes, waiting for who the beautiful girl is who stands out this time, and the power behind the beautiful girl is naturally the one that the emperor relies on. Thinking of this, I really
After becoming Chen Ajiao, Zhenxi Pavilion naturally became Changmen Palace.
Although I knew it was not the case, I still felt sour in my heart. I shook my head and suppressed my sorrow. I secretly told in my heart, "You brought it on yourself, no one else is to blame." If you had been more generous, you wouldn't have been like this when you heard that a girl was being drafted.
With such an attitude, I followed him into the palace honestly, so why should I feel sorry for myself here? But now, even if I want to come down, I find that there is no step waiting for me.
I was in a daze silently for a while, put the book on the couch, and lay on my side. After a long time, I felt a little sleepy. In a daze, I suddenly felt strange noises around me, and I was horrified. Someone came in without permission at night.
He was the only one, but at this time, he should be in the palace, not here. After thinking about it for a few times, I thought it would be better to pretend to be asleep.
The person walked quietly and slowly sat next to me. I was startled, turned over and raised my hand to hit him. In the midst of my exclamation, I was pulled into the person's arms, and then his lips were gently touched by his. The grievance in my heart suddenly burst out.
When I came out, I bit his lip hard, and he made a muffled sound, picked me up and walked to the bed. I put my arms around his neck and nestled on him, and the tears I had been holding back for many days flowed out.
He put me on the bed, and I rolled over and gave him a back. He stretched out his hand from behind and pulled me over. I covered my face with my hands to prevent him from looking at me. He pulled down the hand that was covering my face.
He stopped and chuckled hoarsely: "I've been angry for several months and it still hasn't gone away?"
I threw his hand away, and he came over to kiss my face, and then sighed and said: "Without the help of Thirteenth Brother, I feel exhausted physically and mentally. Although Hongli practiced with Thirteenth Brother for a while, after all,
There are too few things to do, and my thirteenth brother is not as thoughtful as I am."
When I heard Thirteen, I froze for a moment and lay on the bed silently.
He sighed softly again, pulled me into his arms, caressed my back, and didn't say a word for a while.
Hearing his breathing evenly, I guessed that he was already asleep. I gently pulled away, but he pulled me back. Looking up at his tired face, my heart softened, and he stopped moving as I wanted to leave.
Come down.
He stepped back a little, and lying face to face with me, he said: "I thought you would follow me into the palace while Lan Qi passed the full moon." There was a trace of helplessness in his eyes, and he stared at me. I glanced at him and whispered
He said, "Why am I going to be an eyesore?" After listening to my words, a smile flashed in his eyes: "After listening to Mandarin for more than half a year, I finally heard what I wanted to hear. Ruoxi, talk to me."
After I was stunned, I understood the meaning of his words, but I said: "I obey my orders."
He sighed softly, but my heart felt sour. Now that I am unhappy and can complain, isn't this all relying on his love? Since ancient times, the emperor's favor has not lasted long. I can live alone in the Old Summer Palace peacefully, doing
Should I be content with the dream that I am the only one beside him? The draft in the palace has been a rule since ancient times. How can it change anything just because of me? Having said that, I understand in my heart, but every time I encounter this kind of thing
, why do I still feel so depressed and uncomfortable?
He opened the thin quilt and covered me with it, and said softly: "Go to bed early." I pulled up the quilt, covered my face and said in a low voice: "What were you busy with when I was giving birth? Were you busy going to the clock...
...." He lifted the thin quilt and stared at me helplessly: "I am so busy all day long that I have no time to do other things."
My heart felt sweet and bitter at the same time, and I couldn't tell the difference for a moment. I didn't expect that after half a year of separation, this was the first thing I asked about. I thought about it silently for a while, then tugged at the corner of my mouth and smiled bitterly. It turned out that I
After all, she is just an ordinary woman.
Seeing my silence, he chuckled hoarsely and said, "Don't read poems like 'Touching the Fish' anymore." My face felt hot, and it turned out that when I noticed, he had been in the room for a long time.
He probably traveled six or seven miles at night and was exhausted. After a while, he fell asleep. Although I was no longer sleepy, I didn't want to do anything. I just stared at him silently, motionless.
Outside Xianliang Gate, several carriages were parked side by side.
Yinzhen, Hongli, and Zhang Tingyu were walking in front, discussing things as they walked. When they walked to the carriage, Zhang Tingyu looked at the carriage, then looked back at me, with a slight hesitation on his face: "Your Majesty, I would like to sit on my own
Let the carriage enter the palace."
Yinzhen looked at me with a smile, and said to Zhang Tingyu with a smile: "Tingyu, I have something to tell you on the way." Hongli lowered his head slightly, and when Yinzhen and Zhang Tingyu turned around, he turned and walked towards the second car.
.
Qiao Hui held Hong Han's hand and walked towards the third carriage. Hong Han struggled to look back, suddenly threw his hand, frowned and shouted dissatisfied: "I am also a man, how can I ride with women and children?"
One car, I want to go with Fourth Brother." As soon as he said these words, everyone was stunned and stood on the spot. Qiao Hui looked embarrassed at first, but then seemed to suddenly remember something, and stared at him with joy and admiration.
Xiang Hongli's Honghan.
For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was happy or sad, so I stood in a daze.
"Old minister, congratulations to your Majesty." Zhang Tingyu smiled as she watched Hongli carry Honghan into the car, and then said to Yinzhen with clasped fists. Yinzhen glanced at me, and nodded to Zhang Tingyu with a smile in his eyes.
When the moonlight fell on my body, I still leaned on the chair and sat in front of the window holding tea in my hand, thinking about Honghan during the day.
There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and I turned my eyes to see Ju Xiang hurried in. After bowing, he said: "Your Majesty, it's too late. I'm waiting for you to rest." I took a sip of herbal tea and said, "Step back and rest."
Come on." Juxiang walked up to her and begged softly: "Empress, it's too late, please rest." I handed her the tea bowl in my hand and said, "Stand back."
Juxiang took it, hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked towards the door. After taking two steps, she stopped and asked, "Would you please light the lamp?" I sighed, and she hurriedly went out.
He leaned back and looked up at the bright moon, lost in thought.
The door was pushed open, and he walked slowly into the room. Gao Wuyong, who was following him, quickly lit the palace lantern. When he looked up, he saw me, lowered his head, closed the door, and left.
With a smile on his face, he came over, pulled me up, sat on a chair, then pulled me to sit on his lap, hugging me from behind. I slowly approached his arms, leaned over, and touched my forehead to his chin.
, the two sat in silence for a while, and he chuckled hoarsely, gently caressed my face with his hand, and said, "Are you waiting for me?"
I wanted to hide it, but thinking about what he said that night, I softly said 'yes'. He raised his head and kissed my forehead. I raised my head and stared at him. He was stunned for a moment, and then kissed my lips.
After a while, he raised his head, straightened up, stood up and hugged me, walked to the couch, put me down gently, looked at me silently for a while, took off his robe, blew out the lamp, and lay down.
He pulled me into his arms, unbuttoned my clothes, and whispered in my ear: "I miss you very much these days." Listening to this, my mind suddenly thought of the months I spent alone in the Old Summer Palace.
Feeling a trace of resentment, I pushed him away violently. He sighed softly and said hurriedly: "I shouldn't have mentioned this. Don't be angry." I still turned my back to him and ignored him.
After a while of silence, he softly called: "Ruoxi." I didn't move, and he sighed again: "Ruoxi." I slowly turned around to face him.
The wisps of moonlight that filtered through the window made the room a little brighter. I saw him looking at me intently, and I quickly looked away. He reached out and touched my face and said, "Ruoxi, I promise you,
I will never leave you alone again, and I will try my best to spend time with you."
My nose felt sore, I put my arms around him and buried my face tightly in his body.
Standing in front of the table, drawing the shape of the cup with a pen.
When the courtyard door rang outside, I raised my head and looked through the window. Hongli pushed the door open and came in. I put down my pen and Hongli had already entered the room. After the ceremony, he looked at me intently, sat down and said, "Ya'er came yesterday."
I wanted to come see you, but I thought I arrived yesterday, and I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to bear it, so I didn't let her come."
I sat opposite him and said: "It doesn't matter, I haven't seen her for some days. Let her come when you have time in these two days." Hongli nodded, sat in silence for a while, and said: "Uncle Thirteen, take those
The shop has been handed over to me. Last year's net profit was 800,000 taels, and I have ordered it to be paid into the treasury."
I nodded, thought in my mind for a while, and said: "Your burden will become heavier and heavier in the future. If you really can't take care of it, just deal with it. When the time comes, you have to take care of some old people like Li Yu, and we can't let them lose their jobs.
Hongli seemed to be in a trance, and finally said, "I will make arrangements myself. If nothing happens, I will leave."
Thinking about the nightmare that had been haunting me for the past few days, I hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Hasn't Lu Lanxi's mother been found yet?" Hongli was startled, stared at me and said, "You still have to do it every night?
Nightmares keep coming?”
I nodded with a helpless smile. He frowned and said silently for a while: "You can't bear everything on yourself. Some things are not your fault. If something happens to Lu Lanxi, it's better to ignore it. Lan Dong's Ama, uh
Whether my mother is related by blood or not, it is a major crime against the nine clans. Even if everything is told, nothing can be changed. Killing all the guards on the day of the accident was not Amma's intention, but mine."
I was slightly startled and stared at him with some disbelief. A slight smile escaped from his mouth and he said: "As long as anyone is related to Zhenxi Pavilion, Huang Ama will not touch them easily. Besides, he doesn't
I don’t know the situation at that time.”
Staring at him blankly, he looked indifferent, with a smile on his lips, and said: "The most unacceptable thing in this palace is kindness." I sat dumbly, and he continued: "I have already killed all the family members of these guards.
If things are taken care of properly, they won't have any worries in life."
She stared blankly at him getting up and walking towards the door. It wasn't until the sound of the courtyard door closing outside sounded that he came back to his senses. Is this Hongli, the child he watched grow up?
My heart couldn't help but clench into a ball, and I suddenly remembered Honghan's words yesterday in my mind. I actually shuddered coldly in my heart. Did the result of my choice to 'not persist' make Honghan become like this?
The Nala family in Kunning Palace had sunken cheeks and a dull face. The beaded hairpin and brocade shirt on her body could not hide the haggard look on her eyebrows. After all, Lu Lanxi came out of her palace. Although Yinzhen did not say anything, he
After that, she never set foot in Kunning Palace once, and she felt bitter and miserable in her heart.
She took the orchid in her arms and caressed the little face of the little man in her arms. The orchid grinned, she was calm.