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When you look up, you can see the bamboo forest, accompanied by a drizzle, and the bamboo leaves are as if they are covered with dewdrops, which are particularly crystalline. Zhao Yan wore two-inch-high flowerpot shoes, walking lightly on the rain-drenched hexagonal stone road, only to hear the footsteps and splashing water.

walked all the way to the Imperial Garden, but suddenly saw a pair of drenched master servants in the pavilion in front of him, not others, it was Wei and her little palace maid who had just been named a good nobleman.

The concubines who passed by in front of them all looked as if they hadn't seen it, and some even looked like they were watching a good show. Only Zhao Yan stopped outside the pavilion.

Seeing that Zhao Yan stopped, the good nobleman was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly curts: "Good luck to the concubine." ”

Zhao Yan looked at her and couldn't help but wonder: "It's raining very hard, but it's not going to get wet like this." Eh, where's your umbrella?" - she looked around, but she couldn't find an umbrella!!

The little palace maid of the good noble man whimpered with tears: "When I came out, the slave brought an umbrella." But just now in Cining Palace, he was forced to go by Yuan Guiren's palace maid! He kept saying that Yuan Guiren forgot to bring an umbrella and just borrowed it!!"

What kind of "borrowing" is clearly robbing! No wonder it will be drenched like a chicken in soup! Zhao Yan secretly thinks that the good and noble people are cowardly, and even her palace maids are so useless.

Alas...... But why did she meet this kind of thing back, she didn't want to be a good person!!

Zhao Yan couldn't help but be stunned: "Concubine Hui walked in front, she must have passed by here, why didn't she take you?!"

The good nobleman lowered his head, "Concubine Hui seems to be a little angry. ”

Zhao Yan suddenly realized: "Yes, after you left, the Empress Dowager reprimanded her, so she was angry with you." - Concubine Hui obviously had to count on the good nobles to help her save her sacred heart, but she refused to even take care of it. Alas, it is too unkind to want the horses to run, but not to give them grass.

Then he said: "Luzhou tribute is full of umbrellas, and this palace only brings this one." If the good nobles don't dislike it, there are still oil-paper umbrellas. In fact, it is also a kind of oil-paper umbrella, but it is tung oil paper, which is waterproof and durable, and the five-color threads are full of embroidery patterns, both inside and outside are gorgeous. And the oil-paper umbrella has no tricks, and the things used by the palace people are naturally not exquisite.

The good nobleman was drenched at the moment, her clothes were sticking to her body, and she was very uncomfortable, where would she still be picky about this, and nodded hurriedly: "Thank you, Niangniang." ”

Hu Qingxi immediately closed his oil-paper umbrella, dusted off the rainwater, and hurriedly handed it over.

Only then did the master and servant of the good nobles carry this burnt yellow oil-paper umbrella and go to the direction of Chengqian Palace.

Back at Zhong Cui Palace, although Zhao Yan's clothes were not drenched, she walked back from the rain all the way, and she was somewhat damp. Su Ying was afraid that she would be uncomfortable, so she hurriedly took dry clothes and served her to change them.

Zhao Yan saw that Hu Qingxi was drenched for a little while, so she said, "You can also go and change into dry clothes." "The rain in July doesn't make you catch a cold, but it's always uncomfortable to get wet.

Hu Qingxi thanked him and hurriedly retreated.

Zhao Yan drank a cup of chrysanthemum wolfberry tea and was about to continue copying the Lotus Sutra. Kangxi came suddenly, and still came in so quietly, she was copying the book seriously, and she was really startled.

Zhao Yan hurriedly got up and saluted, but said with disgust: "Why didn't the emperor call someone to report it, so that the concubines would be rude." ”

Kangxi smiled and waved his hand to rebuke the palace people who were waiting in the western room, and stepped forward to scratch her nose again, looking doting: "I just want to see what you are doing." ”

Zhao Yan muttered: "What else can you do, copy the Lotus Sutra." ”

Kangxi looked at the small characters that had just been written on the paper, and said, "Isn't it true that you don't believe in Buddhism, why do you copy it so seriously?"

Yes, when I copied the scriptures to pray for Eniang's birthday, it was just to cure Eniang's heart disease. This time she copied the scriptures for Empress Xiaokangzhang, she couldn't let Kangxi feel that she was insincere, so she said in a low voice: "The concubine has never seen a god or Buddha, so naturally I don't know if there are gods and Buddhas in the world." Therefore, the concubines copied the scriptures, not for the deceased, but for the living. As long as the living are at ease, the concubine is not in vain. ”

The so-called living naturally refers to Kangxi!

This was said softly and tactfully, which made Kangxi look stunned, and his eyes were full of emotion: "Sister...... Is it for my peace of mind?" he smiled and asked, "Then how do you know that I am not at ease?"

Zhao Yan said softly: "It's just to treat others with yourself." If a concubine loses her mother at a young age, she must regret it for life. - Kangxi lost his mother at the age of ten, and when the Empress Dowager Xiaokangzhang died, he was only twenty-four years old!

Kangxi's eyes suddenly moistened, "I still understand me." I ......" Kangxi suddenly reached out and took her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "My mother...... Before I could take care of my knees, she ...... And he left!"

His voice began to choke with joy. Zhao Yan suddenly felt that even as an emperor, Kangxi was a pitiful person. Empress Dowager Xiaokangzhang was just a concubine who was not favored in the Shunzhi Dynasty, and not long after Kangxi was born, she was raised by Xiaozhuang, and since then she has been separated from her biological mother. When Kangxi ascended the throne, the Empress Dowager Xiaokangzhang fell ill, but after two years, she died.

But Zhaoyan couldn't help but have some doubts, "How could the Empress Dowager Xiaokang ...... so young" - she died at the age of twenty-four, which is really too young.

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Yan only felt that the arms holding her suddenly tightened her!!It was so tight that it seemed to be strangled into her flesh!!! It can be seen how hard the owner of that arm is!!

With such force, Zhao Yan let out a muffled sound in pain. With this sound, Kangxi realized that he had too much strength, so he hurriedly let go of his hand, "I ...... You might as well do it, right?"

Zhao Yan nodded, but Kangxi's abnormality made her even more curious: "What's wrong with the emperor? Did the concubine say something wrong?"

Kangxi shook his head: "It's not your fault. ”

With just those words, he fell silent.

Zhao Yan saw that his expression was wrong, and he didn't dare to ask any further, so he personally brought him a cup of chrysanthemum wolfberry tea.

Kangxi took it, the tea was warm, Kangxi drank it cleanly, and then let out a long breath, "My mother, she is not in good health." ”

died at the age of twenty-four, and must be in poor health!! Zhao Yan secretly complained to herself, but her face was a deferential posture.

Kangxi said quietly: "That was the root of the disease left when she was born." ”

Zhao Yan said: "There are many holy hands in the palace, but they haven't been conditioned well?" - Empress Dowager Xiaokangzhang gave birth to Kangxi at the age of sixteen, so it is normal for her body to be injured. But after all, he is still young and has been raised well, why hasn't he been raised back?

Zhao Yan asked, Kangxi suddenly clenched his fists, "Yes, if the imperial doctor had taken care of her well in the early years, it wouldn't be-" At this point, he was already a little gritted his teeth.

Zhao Yan finally understood that the first emperor's favorite was Dong E's family, and the Empress Dowager Xiaokang was naturally not favored, and her position was just a concubine, so she was naturally not concerned, and even the imperial doctor worshiped high and low, and was not concerned about her body.

Kangxi seemed to be trying his best to hold back his anger: "Later-even if you do everything to nourish and recuperate, it's too late after all!!"

Sickness, where can it be delayed? Not to mention that after so many years of delay, it is naturally hollowed out.

Alas, Zhao Yan couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, she is already the queen mother, but time is running out.