In the ancient temple, the morning bell and the evening drum are very leisurely. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

An Ning walked slowly up a steep and lengthy bluestone staircase, each stone step was washed over the years, covered with slippery moss, and the scriptures and Buddhist words engraved on the steps could be vaguely seen, as if stepping into a quiet and deep Buddhist secret land.

The steps are surrounded by ancient trees, towering into the sky, but the branches of the trees are scarce, like isolated branches in the desert.

Being in such an environment makes people feel calm down suddenly.

An Ning stood for a long time, smelling the earthy smell of the trees after the spring rain in the air, and knocked open an ancient temple at the end of the stone steps.

She only brought Qingyan alone, Qingyan raised her hand and showed the token in her hand, and the host didn't ask anything, so he ordered the young monk to lead them to the back of the temple.

Behind the temple is a separate courtyard, guarded by dozens of guards. Entering the courtyard and passing through the corner gates, it is not as monotonous and boring as other places in the ancient temple, but full of vitality.

The maids carried a pot of flowers to the courtyard to bask in the sun, the clouds and temples were intertwined, and the women's soft laughter and conversation came and went.

Concubine Yingman was standing in the corner of the wall under a spring flower, leading the maid to pick the petals.

Although her sideburns are half white, her complexion is ruddy, and even the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes give her a sense of age, and there is a bit of innocent satisfaction between her eyebrows.

Yang Xi watched quietly until the concubine raised her head and saw her, and beckoned to her: "Little girl, come and drink tea with me." ”

In the wing room, incense is also made with flower petals, and the concubine makes tea by herself, and her movements are skillful and pleasing to the eye.

An Ning was silent, she had never seen this old man, and this concubine, who had lived to the most honorable life, knew her as close as the palm of her hand.

Concubine Yingman poured a cup of tea for each other, and then took a sip lightly, revealing a satisfied look.

It is impossible for An Ning not to be curious about this lonely but comfortable life, she is also a person who is deeply shrouded in loneliness, but she has never seen such a comfortable person who can live such a comfortable life.

Is it pretending, or is it helplessly tolerated?

"My father has decreed that he will welcome the concubine back to the palace soon." Yang Xi didn't touch the tea, but just looked up at her: "Grandma is a good means." ”

Everyone lost, Concubine De didn't get a good deal, and the power of the harem was finally in the hands of the person in front of her.

The women of the first emperor of the harem, except for the queen mother, all moved to the land of glory, vast and old. Although the noble concubine gave birth to an heir, she was humble and not arrogant, and put the queen mother first everywhere. She knew that her son had no chance of winning, so it was better to help someone who had a chance to win.

If it weren't for the strong power of the Qiao family, she would have been able to control the power of the harem, and she would have retreated into advance, not competing with the Qiao family's sandpipe.

The noble concubine is ten years younger than the queen mother, she has the previous nurturing grace, and the forbearance of retreat, and her father's respect for her will not be half a point less than that of the queen mother, enough for her to run rampant in the harem for another twenty years, enjoying the honor of the queen mother, and no one can blame her.

Concubine Yingman only smiled gently: "You, it's not Qiao Hui's daughter." ”

Yang Xi laughed at herself in her heart, this was not from her mother's teaching, but the lesson of two lives.

In the previous life, his father died of illness too quickly, and the emperor died before Concubine Yingman had time to return to the palace. And Yang Yu has no affection for Concubine Yingman at all, how could he let an elder point fingers at him.

In this life, but with a few words from Wanhe to the eldest princess, his father remembered this mother concubine who made him respect and love, how could it not be embarrassing.

"No matter what I do, I can't stop you from returning to the palace." An Ning said softly: "You have endured it for decades, and finally endured it to this day, even if the queen mother goes back, it is not your opponent." ”

At the beginning, because of the queen, the concubine who had to sneak out of the palace was now welcomed back to take charge of the harem by the emperor's personal order, raising her eyebrows and taking revenge.

Just ask, which concubine in history can do it.

The concubine raised her eyebrows: "Do you still want your queen mother to go back?" ”

Yang Xi shook his head: "No." "She'd rather this be her battlefield than have nothing to do with the queen mother.

"The queen mother's departure from the palace is not caused by you, you are just longing for power." An Ning said softly: "You have been in the deep palace for many years, and you have been taken care of by your father, I am convinced that your eyes and ears in the harem will not be worse than others." ”

An Ning stated to herself: "I asked many people, including Aunt Lian, including the people of the Qiao family, but they didn't know. The queen mother knew, but she was already sick and delirious, and my father also knew, so I didn't dare ask. ”

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the noble concubine: "What do you want to know?" ”

Yang Xi stared at the noble concubine tightly, as if he wanted to see the bottom of her eyes: "Back then, in the harem, did my mother have a child?" "It was a very special child, so special that everyone kept it secret, leaving no trace.

It is so special that the child is not born like an ordinary baby, no matter which concubine he is born in, he will be recognized by the father and the queen mother.

That one "Xi'er". Tang Mei was born to a stillborn baby, and they called it "Xi'er".

If it had been before, she would not have believed in these theories of reincarnation, but she herself was truly reborn.

The same people, the same mortal world, the same trajectory of the story......

If there are ghosts and gods in this world who hear her prayers and grant her a second birth, why doesn't she believe that there is reincarnation in this world?

The concubine's movements had frozen, she slowly put down the teacup, as if she remembered something, her eyes were a little stunned, and even her breathing was a little disordered, as if mixed with fear and excitement, faintly uneasy.

Yang Xi was sure that the concubine knew about the child.

The seal, which is a symbol of imperial power, is ordered by heaven and has a long life.

In her most secret and darkest dreams, the child who called him "sister" had such a mark on his forehead.

Her gaze pressed on her, "Please tell me what that child is." ”

"So what?" The concubine suddenly asked, she looked at her, her eyes suddenly sharpened: "If there really is that child, what then?" ”

Tranquility breathes stagnant - is there really that child?

She stood up and took a step back in a panic - if there really was that child, what was Yang Yu, what was she.

Guitaifei's fingers trembled slightly, and she raised the teacup and took another sip of tea, trying her best to calm herself.

"At that time, the emperor and queen were newly married Yan'er, and no one expected that your mother was pregnant with such a child, the prince appointed by God. Your father and the emperor have even set a name, Xi, who dares to use Xi as the name of the emperor's heir. ”

"But your father was too careful, and the people were jealous, and there was a favored concubine who caused the queen to miscarry, and she was seven months old, and it was already formed when it fell."

The concubine raised her hand and gestured, "On that child's forehead, there is a birthmark of 'ordered by heaven'. She took a deep breath: "Now that I think about it, I still find it unbelievable. ”

There was a dead silence in the room, and no one spoke.

The concubine closed her eyes, her tone was slightly brisk, and her chest rose and fell, as if she remembered something long ago and terrible. "Why do you think I left the palace, at that time, the queen hated everyone to death, and beat that concubine and several other concubines to death with her own hands, and the emperor didn't stop her."

Yang Xi's whole body was trembling slightly, as if in that dark dream, the little child who called her sister was crawling towards her while crawling.

She could feel it.

Her name originally belonged to that child.

"When the queen gives birth to the crown prince and you, the body is no longer suitable for childbearing. When you were born, for some reason, the emperor gave you the name Xi. ”

"Zhang Tianshi said that this child is not a mortal fetus, and after cremation, he will be re-ascended to the heavenly realm, so His Majesty will hand over the child to Zhang Tianshi."

The concubine said with a little regret: "The queen was originally a gentle and generous woman, after this incident, her personality changed greatly, and all the people in the harem who knew about these things were either sold far away or died, and the emperor blamed himself and kept silent about it from now on." ”

Yang Xi took a deep breath and stood up against the wall, only to find that his hands and feet were cold, and he turned around and planned to leave.

The concubine looked at her back and asked, "Why are you asking about this?" ”

An Ning stopped and replied, "Don't tell your father." Then the wind rushed out of the door, and tears seemed to slide down the corners of his eyes.

Quietly indoors, the concubine poured herself a drink, slowly drank the last cup of tea, and heard the sound of court music in the distance.

Her guard of honor came to take her back to the palace.