Dongzhu walked quickly into the delivery room, looking at the baby who was as pink as a little monkey and didn't open his eyes. I don't know whether it is joy or sadness, my first reaction is to say to the palace people around me:

"Go and ask the emperor to come over...... Tell him that the queen gave birth to a little brother. ”

The palace people were not happy to accept this beautiful difference, but they heard that in the inner room, the palace maid of Kunning Palace shouted with a crying voice:

"Mother, mother, you hold on. ”

Dongzhu was stunned, and then walked forward quickly. Under the bright yellow tent, Rishe was like gold paper, and his breath was weak. After several years of court life, Dongzhu has seen too many people before they die, and she is lying next to the bed:

"You can't just die like this, the emperor can't stand it! Queen, cheer up, are you really willing to lose to this palace and give up the throne to me?"

As if to return to the light, Hesheri forced himself to open his eyes and smiled dismally. Leave Dongzhu with a heart-wrenching last word:

"Hongu didn't lose to you. I'm dead, and you don't have a few years to live. The emperor will crown you as the queen, but when you sit in my position, you will only have half a year to live. ”

Dongzhu's expression was horrified, she had already determined that the queen had indeed moved her soul. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said:

"This palace doesn't believe it, don't believe a word of what you say!" she raised her voice: "Come on, Imperial Doctor Jiang, Imperial Doctor Jiang! This palace orders that you must save the queen mother." ”

Hearing Dongzhu's fierce words, the imperial doctor was frightened to check Hesheri's pulse, and after a while, he knelt on the ground and buckled his head again and again:

"...... The minister is useless, and the minister has no power to return to heaven. ”

With the last bit of vitality, Hesheri laughed again, and she stared at Dongzhu Hua's discolored face:

"Are you afraid? Killing people is like hemp, and the concubines in the harem of power will also be afraid. How many people are in the harem on your hands! Now that it's your turn, you're afraid? But this is fate, we ...... We have been fighting for so many years, and in the end, we can't escape the catastrophe. ”

Dongzhu was already crazy, and grabbed the old ginseng piece on the side and asked Hesheri to hold it.

"You can't die, this palace won't die, this palace doesn't care about the throne, this palace hasn't left a son to the emperor, this palace can't die......"

Hesheri had only one breath left, and she laughed and was rubbed by Dongzhu, and her voice was like a terrible ghost crawling out of hell. A group of palace people came up to stop Dongzhu, and when they were panicked, Hesheri stretched out his hands like withered branches to caress the Dongzhu tassel hanging from the concubine's head:

"Help me take good care of my ...... He. ”

As soon as the hand was raised, it hung limply.

The peony was bathed in blood, the phoenix fell to the ground, and Hesheri Fangyi gently closed her eyes and never opened them again. At this moment, Xuan Ye heard the news of the birth of the little elder brother and rushed to Kunning Palace. When he rushed into the West House, he only saw his favorite concubine Niu Hulu holding the queen's corpse and crying:

"Queen, wake me up, I don't believe every word you say, you wake up and continue to fight with me!"

……

The young Kangxi Emperor endured severe pain and ordered the palace people to send Dongzhu out of the West House first. The imperial physician and the palace people knelt down in the courtyard. Dongzhu saw that Xuan Ye was holding Hesheri's body and his facial features were hideous, and he cried bitterly, but Hesheri really didn't move again.

The queen's previous prophecies, each one of which was verified.

Dongzhu is sad from the heart.

"Is this palace really, can you only be the queen for half a year......

Suddenly, she pushed away all the palace people around her, sorted out the cyan colorful Luanfeng palace costume on her body, straightened out the dazzling Dongzhu tassel, and restored the honor of the former concubine. Of course, the eunuchs and palace maids didn't dare to touch her again, Queen Hesheri was gone, and the high-flying concubine in front of her was the first noble person among the concubines.

"Let's mourn. She commanded softly.

The great eunuch dragged and cried at the entire Kunning Palace:

"Queen Mother, it's ......"

There was already a cry from top to bottom of Kunning Palace, and the concubines standing outside Kunning Palace knelt down one after another, pretending to cry silently. Only Dongzhu took off the hairpin ring and handed over the pearl and jade on his body to a palace man who brought it with him, leaving only the tassel hairpin of the phoenix title Dongzhu. She walked out upright and steady, and someone dared to look up at her, sure to see the smugness of the winner, but unexpectedly, only saw the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Dongzhu looked straight ahead, and slowly walked in the direction of his dormitory under the gaze of everyone. It was almost dusk in the Forbidden City at the time of Shen, and the little eunuchs with white cloth wrapped around their waists replaced the red silk that had just been tied to the railing with white ones. The festive red and the white used in the funeral clash with each other, presenting a strange contrast in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In the blood-colored remnant sun, Dongzhu asked the big palace maid who was chasing after him in a daze:

"She's dead, and the back seat is really from the palace?"

The little palace maid said in a low voice:

"Niangniang, you are a concubine, the first person in the harem other than the queen, if you don't be the queen, who else can do it?"

Niu Hulu Dongzhu smiled slightly, like a tulip flower swept by the autumn wind, as the last blooming flower in the summer, standing alone in the season of slaughter.

Yes, the Qing Dynasty is an eventful time, and the rear position will definitely not be empty for too long. Dongzhu turned her head and glanced in the direction of Kunning Palace, where the crying was soaring, but she knew in her heart that except for the emperor, there were few people who were really crying for the queen.

She muttered:

"I don't know how many people will really cry for me when Hongu dies. ”

The palace maid hurriedly stopped Dongzhu:

"Niangniang, you have been eternal, it's too unlucky to say this. ”

Dongzhu laughed so hard that her shoulders trembled twice.

"Forever?"

She looked around, the twilight was heavy, and the clouds on the horizon were like burning gold to swallow the remnant sun. Her face seemed to age a lot in an instant.

"When Li Zicheng's rebel army entered the capital, Emperor Chongzhen's empress Zhou hanged herself in Kunning Palace, and now there is another one in the house, and if the palace is the queen, she will also live in it. Who wants to live in a house where so many people have died? Do you think I care about the honor and decency of the queen, no...... All I want is a man's heart. ”

The little palace maid looked confused:

"Niangniang, the emperor spoils you very much, without the queen, the emperor will definitely spoil you even more. ”

Dongzhu looked at the immature face of the palace maid and couldn't even smile. She also came from such a flowery age, but she still smiled reluctantly, as if laughing at her, and as if laughing at her own naivety.

"If yes, then why did I obviously win, but I am still the one who hurts my heart!"

The palace maid didn't know what to go back, so she could only stretch out her hand and want to help her master move forward, but she didn't expect Dongzhu to suddenly tilt her body and collapse directly on the bluestone brick.

The sun had completely sunk down the mountain, and the sky was getting darker. On the blood-red palace wall, a waning moon shone coldly into the palace, shining on the mottled blood stains on the Dongzhu Palace, shining on the sand and stones on the road, and shining on her makeup, which was carefully smeared for demonstration, but had already been cried with tears.

The phoenix hairpin with the Dongzhu tassel on her head fell to the ground, and the sleek master rolled everywhere, and the little palace maid hurriedly picked it up. Dongzhu raised his head to look back at the crescent moon, and a bleak smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth:

"Don't pick it up, it's just a string of beads. Nagato has no grooming all day long, why bother with pearls...... Solace in the loneliness. ”

This poem was written by Xuanzong Li Longji's favorite concubine, Concubine Mei, and was read to her by her grandmother the night before she entered the palace. Grandmother said that during the Kaiyuan period, there were more than 10,000 concubines and palace maids in Luoyang, the eastern capital, but since Concubine Mei appeared, the six palaces have only condensed on her.

Until Yang Yuhuan entered the palace, Concubine Mei fell out of favor, Xuanzong ordered to seal the pearl in the calyx building and gave Concubine Mei a secret, Concubine Mei refused on the spot and wrote this poem with a pen.

Grandmother wants to tell her that flowers are not red for a hundred days, and the queen will not be favored for a lifetime, and there will always be a time when the emperor will be tired of it.

She was too young to understand her grandmother's words to appease her, so she stupidly entered the inner courtyard of the harem, which was as deep as the sea.

Reciting poetry, Dongzhu slowly stood up, kicked away the pearls on the ground and continued to walk forward. The dream of the queen, who haunted her entire girlhood, was forever buried in the bloody breath of Kunning Palace with Hesheri's death.

……

"Click, it's over!"

Chen Yonghao shouted, his voice full of excitement.

"Great, great!"

Chen Yonghao couldn't hold back his excitement, and he was so excited for the first time.