Fang Fei's doubts turned around and asked, entering the ears of the imperial concubine, in exchange for a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "Then you have to ask the emperor, what does he want to do, and the palace is powerless to stop it." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Concubine Hui's three-month fetus has fallen, and the Queen Mother is going to ask about it, and I don't know how the Queen Mother sent this matter? Maybe it will make the emperor unhappy. ”

Fang Fei's eyes widened, and she couldn't guess the imperial concubine's thoughts now, so she had to worry about it, "Niangniang, what will the Queen Mother and her old man do with Qingling?" ”

The smile on the corner of the imperial concubine's mouth became thicker and thicker, like a whirlpool of laughter from the bottom of her heart, softly swirling on her lips, "The more serious the Queen Mother's hair, the better, isn't it, Fang Fei." ”

Fang Fei's big eyes blinked, and she suddenly exclaimed, and said in surprise, "Niangniang is smart, did the emperor fall in love with this girl Qingling?" The queen mother feels sorry for her grandson, she will definitely move the crime of Qingling, the emperor is filial, and he does not dare to disobey the queen mother, he will only hate Concubine Hui, the more ruthless the queen mother disposes of, the more the emperor will hate Concubine Hui. ”

"If at this juncture, the palace gives a helping hand and saves Qingling, the emperor's heart will be close to the palace, so that not only will the emperor's heart be won, Qingling will be grateful to the palace for saving his life, so that those who don't deal with the palace should also know the severity and converge." The bright candles in the main hall shone on the beautiful eyes of the imperial concubine, and the smug color in her eyes was a little deeper.

The queen mother is not the emperor's biological mother, this is clear to the imperial concubine, and the emperor's attitude towards the queen mother, the imperial concubine is even more clear. The emperor was obedient on the surface, but in fact he was not as close as the mother and son filial piety that was spread outside. That's why she has the courage to win the favor of the emperor even if she offends the queen mother, as long as the emperor is happy, the queen mother doesn't dare to do anything to her.

It was late at night, but she didn't feel sleepy at all, thinking about how the Queen Mother would deal with this matter and what method she could use to win the emperor's favor without fail.

This night, a bent eyebrow moon hung in the sky, faintly exuding a cold light, which was particularly eye-catching in the entire sky.

In the bedroom of Huaqing Palace, the bed curtain was lowered, and the eldest prince was already asleep. Qingling, who was guarding the outer room, had no sleep all night, she sat motionless on the futon, holding her knees with her hands, and her head against her knees in silent contemplation.

"I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me." She moved her lips and muttered the words.

The emperor's child, because of her, there is no more, Concubine Hui fell on the steps, the scene of blood red in her lower body has been haunting her heart, she blames herself deeply, if it is not greedy for the first person she met in Qianlichi, if she does not forget the oath made in front of the imperial concubine, how can she be greedy for the proximity when he bandages her wounds, if there is no piece of silk cloth embroidered with the name of Concubine Hui, how can Concubine Hui be angry because of this, and the emperor will not push Concubine Hui.

She knew that Concubine Hui would never let her live if she lost her dragon fetus, escaped the persecution of her stepmother, escaped the coercion of the Qinglou, or died in the harem, fate is really a joke, is it still death waiting for her after the ordeal?

On this night, she thought of her grandmother, who had regarded her as a treasure since she had been a child, and she was reluctant to give up her grandmother's kindness. She remembered that she had studied day and night, accumulated a belly of knowledge, and was overwhelmed by fate after only telling a story to the eldest prince. She thought of the lonely and arrogant figure of Qianlichi, and before she had time to say a word to him, she was going to leave forever?

She sat dumbfounded, her hands cold, but she didn't feel the chill of the winter night at all.

Jasmine quietly walked into the outer room, sat down against Qingling, she pulled the quilt, covered herself and Qingling, silently stretched out her hand, and hugged Qingling.

On a cold night, the two palace maids snuggled up to each other to keep warm.

When it was almost dawn, I heard the eunuch screaming in a sharp voice.

The two of them quickly got up to clean up, and soon it was time for the eldest prince to get up, and the two of them waited neatly for the eldest prince to get up.

Just when Qingling accompanied the eldest prince to the backyard to practice swords, Mama Ji beside the Queen Mother passed Qingling to Renshou Palace for a trip.

Jasmine asked Mama to be in the main hall for a while, hurriedly found Qingling, and whispered, "Qingling, someone from the Queen Mother's palace is here, come with me first." ”

"The Queen Mother?" Qingling was stunned, she thought that it should be Concubine Hui who came to her today to ask for the guilt, but she didn't expect that Concubine Hui's first anger was indeed the Empress Dowager of Renshou Palace.

Jasmine pulled the side door of Qingling into the bedroom, and pulled out a thick cotton robe from her cabinet, and asked Qingling to put it on, "Qingling, put it on quickly, this is the only thing my sister can help you with." ”

After Qingling put it on as he said, he put on the clothes he wore on weekdays and put them on the outside. Qingling was already thin, and he couldn't see a little bloated with a thick cotton robe.

Mama Ji waited in the main hall, there was no delay, when Qingling was about to go out of the outer room, Jasmine's eyes glanced around in a panic, and suddenly opened the cabinet dedicated to storing the supplies of the eldest prince, and found a bag of things to stuff in Qingling's sleeve pocket.

"Sister Jasmine, what is this?" Qingling asked puzzled.

Jasmine covered Qingling's mouth, "Don't ask, your life depends on it, don't lose it." ”

Seeing Qingling walking out of Fengzao Palace, Jasmine's eyes were red and she choked up, "Sister Qingling, you must get out of Renshou Palace alive!"

The morning sun sprinkled gold, the whole palace bathed in the golden light of the morning glow, Qingling bowed his head and followed behind Mama Ji, walked across the covered bridge, bypassed the rockery, walked along the smooth bluestone pavement, in front of Yongxiang, straight alley, high palace wall, walk in and probably never get out again.

Walking through the long Yongxiang as if walking through her own long eighteen years, Qingling raised her head and looked at the few rays of sunlight shining on the wall, the corners of her mouth curved a poignant arc, rubbing her eyes.

Sending down an unforgivable palace maid, a three-foot white silk or a glass of wine, or the death of a rod is enough, but fortunately, Qingling is just an amnesiac palace maid brought into the palace by the imperial concubine, and her death will not harm her family.

Kneeling in front of the main hall of Renshou Palace, it has been two hours, and Mama Ji, who went in to return to the courtesy, has not come out.

The past, the way to come, is not up to oneself. If you have another life to choose from, you will never be in a position to be slaughtered by others, and you must hold your destiny tightly in the palm of your hand and not allow anyone to trample on it.

She clenched her fists, closed her eyes, her heart was as cold as the ground under her knees, her originally nervous heart sank to the extreme, and when she opened her eyes again, she couldn't see any waves under her eyes.

What shocked the harem was that the queen mother did not give the death of Qingling, but passed down the decree, the New Year is approaching, Concubine Hui lost her child is already ominous, the palace should not see blood again, punish Qingling every day kneeling in the Buddha Hall of Renshou Palace to chant and repent, copy the scriptures and surpass the royal blood in the womb of Concubine Hui before she could be born. A storm subsided, and the harem returned to calm.

More than a month later, on the day of the twenty-third year of the lunar month, the palace was newly decorated, hung with red drape, and it was peaceful.

Since the death of the Empress, the imperial concubine of Fengzao Palace is in charge of all matters in the harem, and as usual, on this day every year, the emperor will come to Fengzao Palace after the next dynasty to discuss the Chinese New Year's Eve celebration with the imperial concubine.

The winter days are short, until the sun sets, until the lights are lit in the palaces, until the dinner carefully prepared by the imperial concubine is cold and hot, hot and cold, and the emperor is still not seen in Fengzao Palace.

Fang Fei clasped her hands, carried the snow foam on her body, and hurriedly walked in, "Niangniang, the slave maid inquired, Yu Guiren is happy, the emperor went to Yuxiu Palace after the court, and entered the Yu Guiren concubine." At this time, the emperor is dining with the queen mother in Renshou Palace. ”

The imperial concubine who was lying on the chaise longue with her eyes closed and her eyes closed her eyes to recuperate, her face was calm, and she snorted lightly in her nose, "After the draft, the emperor is busy like something, Concubine Xian has just become pregnant, and Concubine Yu is also pregnant, it seems that the emperor will not come to Fengzao Palace today." Put all these meals away, Hongu is tired. ”

"These days, for the New Year's celebration, the whole person is tired and thin, the mother is very important, how much to eat!" Fang Fei had just come in from outside, and she was afraid of bringing air conditioning, so she put her hand in front of the charcoal stove and roasted it hot, so she went over to help the imperial concubine get up.

The imperial concubine got up and lazily went to the table, Fang Fei hurriedly prepared the master's favorite dishes on weekdays, and filled a small bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup.

The imperial concubine pinched the spoon and stirred it slowly, but she didn't mean to eat, "Fang Fei, since Concubine Hui slipped the fetus, the emperor seems to have changed his temperament, and the concubines and concubines in each palace are happy next to each other, and the palace just can't understand what the emperor is thinking?" ”

Fang Fei took a chopstick and carefully put it in front of the concubine, and smiled and comforted, "Niangniang uses some white winter bamboo shoots, this is the most warm stomach on a snowy day." Niangniang, no matter who the emperor favors, only the cold Concubine Hui, I have never been to Concubine Hui's Yonghe Palace once, Concubine Hui just had no children, Concubine Xian and Concubine Yu had children one after another, this cold winter wax moon, presumably the scene in the Yonggong Palace is almost the same as the cold palace, think about these slaves and maids feel relieved. ”

The imperial concubine raised her beautiful eyes, glanced at Fang Fei, who was respectfully giving her cloth, and finally smiled: "It's also a good fortune, the queen mother only imprisoned Qingling, and did not blame the palace for Concubine Hui's slippery birth, the emperor has added two new children, and the queen mother should also forget the previous things." ”

Fang Fei glanced at her master's happy face without a trace, she was also strangely tight, when Qingling was in Fengzao Palace in the past, the emperor wanted to come to Tian'er when he saw it, even if it was to come in and sit and drink a cup of tea, now, after Qingling was imprisoned in Renshou Palace, the emperor seemed to only care about the newly selected concubines to sleep in the willows, but Fengzao Palace came less.

"Niangniang, something happened in Qingling, and even the number of times I brought the emperor to our Fengzao Palace was less, did the emperor get angry at our Fengzao Palace because of Concubine Hui?" Fang Fei observed her words and looks, knocking on the side, trying to solve the mystery in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask her master directly.

Just saying that the emperor's side of the prince Gui came, saying that it was snowing today, the road was slippery and cold, the emperor went up to the queen mother to say goodbye, and stayed in the nearest Zhongcui Palace of Renshou Palace, and the imperial concubine of the New Year's celebration was done tightly.