Seventeen years of Shunzhi

There was a mournful wail inside and outside the Chengqian Palace, the prince, the four-rank official, the county lord, and Gege...... gathered to cry, the scene was really grand.

Qin Xiaoruo's body felt fluttering, and she looked at this qiē in a daze, as if it had something to do with her and had nothing to do with it.

She found herself standing under a graceful pear blossom tree, the petals of which were falling one after another white beside her, rendering a heavy sadness.

Qin Xiaoruo suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar, and he seemed to remember something in his mind, but he couldn't remember it. With a constant movement like her previous life, she couldn't help but reach out and gently hold one petal after another, full and scattered...... Let the petals fly.

If it weren't for the wailing, this qiē would have been a wonderful feeling.

A eunuch walked out of the palace with a nervous expression.

He opened the decree and read it aloud: "In accordance with the decree of the Queen Mother: 'The imperial concubine has been in charge of internal affairs for many years, and the virtue is known, and the palace is styled. The death of Erxue is deeply mourned, and it is advisable to posthumously be crowned as the queen to show respect. 'I admire the oracle of mercy, specially use the posthumous seal, plus the nickname, and say 'filial piety and dedication to the queen of Xuanren Wen Hui Duanjing'. It should be carried out in a ceremony, and the Ministry will carefully inspect and quickly discuss the performance. ”

As soon as the holy decree was rolled, everyone said "The Emperor's Holy Name".

The eunuch hurried back to the palace.

A scene flashed through Qin Xiaoruo's mind:

A concubine sat dignified in front of a bronze mirror, proudly admiring her scarlet nails that had just been painted with flower petals.

"Father-in-law Ying, you say, will the emperor like it?" said the concubine.

The eunuch Ying Gonggong freed up a hand carrying a flower basket and said with a smile: "This is what the emperor specially called the slave to bring to Niangniang, I like it!"

The concubine smiled gracefully and said, "No wonder the emperor spoils you so much, just your sweet mouth!"

"Oh, the slave is telling the truth!" said the eunuch with a smile.

"Is the emperor coming over tonight?!" the concubine turned around and straightened her makeup in front of the bronze mirror, and the precious headdresses on the dresser were dazzling.

The eunuch smiled and said: "The emperor is in a hurry to wait for this day, the emperor thinks about you day and night, tossing and turning, if it weren't for the queen mother's mother to crush the rules to death, the emperor would have issued an edict to canonize and come over." ”

The concubine smiled shyly and said, "You will laugh at me!"

"Minions should be damned, how dare minions!"

……

The scene flashed, Qin Xiaoruo came back to his senses, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Isn't this the eunuch who just pronounced the decree?" she said to herself, "That concubine-" She touched her face and said incredulously, "It's me?" After thinking about it, she shook her head slightly, shook off her doubts, and said, "Impossible!"

The eunuch had already entered the palace, and out of curiosity, Qin Xiaoruo followed.

The palace was full of palace maids and eunuchs, crying in grief: "Filial piety to the queen Wan An, let's go!"

"Empress Xiaoxian?Concubine Dong E?" Qin Xiaoruo looked surprised, "Could it be said that I entered the Qing Palace?" was full of doubts, and couldn't believe the qi in front of him.

Qin Xiaoruo raised her eyes and looked around, this is the Chengqian Palace in the Forbidden City in Beijing, that's right, she has walked countless times, this is the Forbidden City, looking at the clothes, it is indeed the Qing Dynasty!

Her heart tightened, and she wanted to get out of the situation that confused her, but at this moment, a deep and slow voice sounded in her ears: "Queen Mother, go over, the emperor is waiting for you!"

Qin Xiaoruo was startled and looked for a look, but there was no one to see.

She tried to calm herself down, and in front of her, the emperor sat sideways on the edge of the bed, tightly hugging Concubine Dong E, who had just passed away, crying in grief, as if all thoughts were lost.

Since the dream came to the Qing Dynasty, Qin Xiaoruo wanted to go over and take a look at Concubine Dong E's peerless beauty that could still grieve the world and make the monarch feel miserable after her death, but he found that his body was as light as smoke, and he could run past the palace maid and eunuch and a qiē obstacle like no one else.

Qin Xiaoruo's heart became more and more hanging, and he couldn't believe this, so he had to try to calm down.

Concubine Dong E's face was as pale as paper, clinging to the emperor's arms, and with the change of the emperor's excited feelings, she was slowly loosened and kneaded together with the emperor's plain white dragon robe......

Qin Xiaoruo had to look carefully and repeatedly to see Concubine Dong E's makeup: her simple hairstyle, a pear petal hairpin made of crystal white jade was inserted in the hairstyle, which looked elegant and refined in the heavy hairstyle of the Qing Palace. The thin face, the contours are well-defined, the eyebrows are long, the eyelashes are long, the nose is high and straight, the small mouth is gently closed, and the eyes are closed lightly with a few gentleness and concerns, more like falling asleep.

After Qin Xiaoruo admired it carefully like appreciating a Chinese painting, she was shocked, and gently put her hand on her face, this watery concubine was exactly the same as her own appearance!

Qin Xiaoruo's face gradually became more and more pale and cold, and his hands and feet began to disappear like transparent, as if he had died with Concubine Dong E. She looked at the changes in her body in a panic, she was overwhelmed, she was very scared, and when she was about to ask for help, she was startled and woke up!

Qin Xiaoruo was shocked, his eyes widened in the dark night, and he groped around in a panic, knowing that he was still lying on his bed upright, covered with a soft silk quilt, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

There was moonlight outside the window, and this dream was still lingering in her mind, and she couldn't help but clutch the quilt in her hand.