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But at this moment, Jiang Yu was lying on the beautiful rosewood bed carved with dragon and phoenix patterns in Zichen Palace with his eyes open, staring at the moon-white tent embroidered with red plums above his head, but he kept thinking about this question in his heart...... Is she crazy, or is the world crazy!

Before closing her eyes, she was still one of the unknown emperor's little mothers in the Ningmo Palace.

When she opened her eyes again, she had become a concubine in the Great Zhou Palace who was favored by the emperor!

From a widowed young concubine in the deep palace to a concubine who favors the crown of the sixth palace, this is a ......

Jiang Yu sighed deeply, rolled up the quilt and covered his head, feeling this taste in his heart...... The five flavors are very mixed.

The door of the dormitory was opened with a creak, and the beautiful palace maid wearing a plain blue skirt walked in, lifted the moon-white tent, looked at Jiang Yu on the bed, and called softly: "Niangniang, are you awake?"

This is the second day that Jiang Yu woke up, and he can already tell by the voice that it is Moyu, the palace maid next to the noble concubine Meng Yuyu.

Of course, as the noble concubine of the Holy Grace, Meng Yuyu's reputation in the Great Zhou Palace is unknown to everyone, and even the palace maids who trust her side are unknown in this harem.

Although Jiang Yu had a messy time when she was a concubine, the palace maid next to Meng Guifei still recognized it, so when she opened her eyes and found that she had become Meng Yuyu, she avoided the embarrassment of having to pretend to be amnesia to confuse the wrong person.

Jiang Yu ignored her, still wrapped in the quilt and pretending to sleep, hoping to wake up and find that it was just a dream.

Mo Yu lifted her quilt and said in a chattering voice, "...... Mother, since you are awake, you might as well let the slave wait for you to get up. You've been lying like this for days, and you're always lying down and you're going to have a problem. Then he sighed softly, and said in a rather pitiful and pitiful tone: "If you lose the imperial heir, the slave knows that you are sad, but no matter how sad you are, the imperial heir will not come back." The emperor favors you like this, and there will always be many opportunities to give birth to a prince in the future......"

The quilt wrapped around her body was lifted, Jiang Yu had to open her eyes and look at the person next to the bed, and then she remembered that although this Meng Guifei lived her life in the harem to all the women in the palace with envy and jealousy, it was not all right.

For example, not long ago, this Meng Guifei just lost a nearly three-month-old fetus.

Because of this miscarriage, this concubine and the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty also had a little discord, and quarreled with the emperor in the Zichen Palace, which was not easy and "rewarded" the emperor with a slap. cause

Meng Yuyu lost the child, and the emperor originally had pity, but because of this slap, the pity turned into a color of anger, which made Meng Yuyu fall out of favor - the emperor has not set foot in Zichen Palace since that day.

From this incident, it can be seen that although this Meng Guifei is stunning and quite courageous, she is really not very good at being a person.

If it were her, she would take advantage of the emperor's pity and put the word "emperor" in front of the word "concubine" on her head.

And when it came to Meng Yuyu's miscarriage, Jiang Yu finally remembered her death - she would die, but it was all because of Meng Yuyu's miscarriage!

From the moment she opened her eyes and woke up to find that she had become Meng Yuyu, she was wondering if there was something wrong with her spirit or something wrong with the spirit of this world, but she almost forgot that the reason why she died was because she accidentally overheard that Meng Yuyu's miscarriage was plotted by someone.

In fact, as a concubine who was not favored when she was a concubine and was not noticed when she was a widow, Jiang Yu naturally knew that the most important thing to survive in this harem was to live with her ears blindfolded and her eyes closed. Even if she knows the secret, she won't reveal half of it.

But even though she thinks so, others believe that only the dead keep secrets.

So the last scene before she died was to be blindfolded and drowned in a lotus pond.

Jiang Yu suddenly remembered something, opened his mouth, and asked in Meng Yuyu's somewhat cold voice, "...... Concubine Jiang of Ningmo Palace......"

Before Jiang Yu finished speaking, Mo Yu interrupted her words and sighed and said, "...... Concubine Jiang of Ningmo Palace is also a little pitiful, a good person, why did she run to the lotus pond in the middle of the night to take a walk, and fell into the water like this. ”

Jiang Yu lowered her eyes, it turned out that this palace was like this to announce her death, and she fell into the water, well, this is really a good statement.

There are inexplicable deaths in this palace, but there are only these kinds, sudden death, sudden illness or falling into the water, and she is the same as the concubine.

Mo Yu helped Jiang Yu sit up, and continued: "...... The one in the Changqiu Palace passed the word this morning, saying that although Concubine Jiang was not favored by the first emperor, she was a concubine with rank and rank, and she could be regarded as the elders in the palace, and the concubines had to go to worship every day......"

The one who lives in the Changqiu Palace is naturally the empress of the Great Zhou Emperor.

When Mo Yu said this, he snorted disdainfully, and continued: "...... I think that one is just relying on the emperor's absence, putting the queen's score, deliberately targeting Niangniang, but Niangniang doesn't need to pay attention to her. ”

Jiang Yu wanted to see what he would look like after he died.

Jiang Yu blinked and said, "Since it is the queen who speaks, it is always difficult to listen to it, and I will mourn it...... Let's change clothes in this palace. ”

Mo Yu was slightly surprised, but she didn't say anything, beckoned the palace maid who was guarding outside the dormitory to come in, and then served Jiang Yu to bathe and change clothes.

White flags were hung inside and outside the Ningmo Palace, and they were arranged to look like a mourning hall. When Jiang Yu approached Ningmo Palace, there were already many kneeling people in Ningmo Palace, including palace maids and eunuchs, as well as some low-grade concubines and palace concubines, hanging their heads and wiping their tears, babbling and crying, but Jiang Yu couldn't hear half of the sadness.

The only one who cried so much that people felt really heartbroken, but only Gu Zhen, the palace maid who used to serve her while kneeling in front of the coffin, shouted "Niangniang, Niangniang" one by one, sad and desperate, as if she was going to cry Ningmo Palace.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but think with some relief in her heart, it was in vain that she had hurt her for more than ten years, and the only one who could really shed a few tears for her at this time was her, the palace maid who grew up with her since childhood.

Jiang Yu ignored the group of palace maids and palace concubines who knelt down to kowtow to her, and walked straight to the coffin at the front of the mourning hall, first looked down at Gu Yu who was still crying sadly, and then raised his eyes to see himself lying in the coffin, and couldn't help but close his eyes and turn his face.

When she was alive, although she didn't look as beautiful as Meng Yuyu, she was really beautiful, and even the harem, a place where beauties gathered, could be regarded as outstanding.

But at this time, the self lying in the coffin had been soaked in the water for too long when he died, his body was swollen and deformed, his face was purple and black, his expression was hideous, and he had already lost his original appearance.

At this time, she stood here alive, looking at her own body lying in the coffin, and her heart was full of mixed feelings again.

Then she wondered the world again - she didn't know if she was dead or alive.

Dead or alive, that's a real question!