Under the clear moonlight like water, Emperor Guangxu, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, raised his head, stood quietly with his hands in his hands, and looked intently at the handwriting on the plaque of the hut. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He hid the obscurity of his face, he let out a long sigh, his black pupils constricted, his fingertips moved slightly, and he cast a spell slightly, and the old iron cable hanging on the door fell to the ground with a click, and the broken old-fashioned wooden door creaked open, like an old man in his old age. He didn't touch the ground and floated in.

Before Gu Danying stepped into the threshold, he saw him carefully stroking the only photo next to the spirit card, and his pupils showed a strong sense of love and pity, tenderness and sweetness, as if the most cherished thing in the world was in front of him.

“…… Can you tell me about that time? Gu Danying hesitated for a while, His Majesty couldn't call out that voice, but she couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, and her tone was gentle.

Emperor Guangxu slowly lowered his head, hiding the silence in his eyes, and asked himself, is it resentful? If you really don't have a trace of resentment, it's all fake, if there is no woman, maybe he will always be an idle Baylor, living freely and chicly. But with the passage of time, most of the resentment in his heart has been dissipated, and he has been here for too long.

In 1874, the young Emperor Tongzhi died, and Xianfeng was the heir.

In order to be able to control the government justifiably, the Empress Dowager Cixi insisted on appointing Prince Yi Xun and her own sister Yehenara despite the opposition of the Minister of Military Aircraft and various clans. Wanzhen's second son, Zaiyan, succeeded to the throne and succeeded Emperor Xianfeng.

After that, the Empress Dowager Cixi lived in the Changchun Palace of the West Sixth Palace, called the "Empress Dowager of the West", and began to listen to the government for 13 years.

In 1889, the whole Forbidden City seemed to be very busy, and you could see the inner eunuchs and palace maids coming and going in every alley. Their expressions are nervous and serious, and they take everything very seriously, checking it carefully over and over again, afraid of making the slightest mistake. Of course, they can't make a mistake at His Majesty's wedding, and this kind of guilt is not something that a small slave can afford.

On the afternoon of January 16, the sky suddenly fell with goose feathers and snow, and soon the entire Forbidden City was shrouded in a white world. It is rare to be busy, the palace maid and eunuch with a low rank, a slight smile appeared on her poker-like face, and the inner eunuch who was in charge of the wedding arrangement frowned slightly, shook her head and sighed, muttering that this is not a sign.

In the dead of night, only the men who played the watch were still busy, stepping on the thick snow before the first trial, making a creaking sound, hidden in the crisp sound of gongs. He couldn't help but reach out and yawn, rubbed his sour eyes, and was about to say gong again, but he saw a fire flickering in the northeast direction not far away, he blinked his eyes in disbelief, and when he opened his eyes again, the fire shone even brighter. He ran up in the snow in a hurry, afraid that the sleeping people would not hear, so he beat the gong vigorously, panting and shouting at the top of his voice: "It's on fire, put out the fire......

That place, it seems, is ...... The direction of the Taihe Temple.

The flames became more and more unstoppable by the howling cold wind, and even the flying goose feathers and heavy snow could not stop it, and the entire Taihe Gate was turned into ashes overnight.

The sky was gray, and all the people did not dare to come out, bowed their heads slightly, and stood respectfully beside the Empress Dowager Cixi, waiting for this woman with supreme power, and gave them the disposition, maybe it was a capital crime, or a living crime, this time they all knew that the basket was indeed very serious.

The emperor's wedding, the queen's phoenix must pass through the Taihe Gate.

Cixi watched as the charred charcoal was piled up on the ground in a mess, her black pupils shrunk. The loose skin twitched slightly, and he glanced at the young emperor who was standing quietly beside him, silent. raised his slender eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, evoking a mocking smile, and the look in his eyes was full of disdain.

Scold...... actually thought that by burning the Taihe Gate, he would be able to prevent the women of the Yehenara clan from entering the palace, and she was really no longer the child who could be manipulated by others, but his resistance obviously had no effect on her.

She stretched out her hand from her fur mink gloves, stroked the meticulous black hair combed by her sideburns lazily, took out her majesty, and decided: "Order, order someone to gather the best craftsmen in Beijing to build a Taihe gate that is enough to fake the truth, and the queen must pass through two gates before entering the harem." ”

"Oh, it's really not good, just look for it in other places, the mourning family doesn't believe that we are all waste."

Emperor Guangxu bowed slightly, his lowered eyelids hid all his emotions, listening to the sound of clogs stepping on the snow, his fingers clenched, he bowed and saluted, and his movements were smooth: "Congratulations to the concubine." ”

On February 26, the eighteen-year-old Guangxu Emperor got married. Jingfen, the niece of the Empress Dowager Cixi, was canonized as the queen. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the young emperor wore a crown of beads and a bright yellow dragon robe, and sat on the dragon chair in the Taihe Palace.

He stared closely at the woman with a phoenix crown on her head in the center of the hall and delicate makeup, as if he saw another woman trying to manipulate him. He couldn't help but mock himself, aren't the women of the Yehenara clan all the eyeliner of that woman, such an undoubted thing, there is still a trace of luck in his heart.

A wave of resentment welled up in his heart, his fingers loosened and clenched, his body trembled slightly, and he bit his lower lip to suppress the anger in his heart.

The attendant of the Ministry of Rites read aloud the edict of canonizing the queen, and the civil and military officials knelt down three times and kowtowed, shouting in unison Long live Your Majesty and Long live the Empress.

After a series of tedious ceremonies, the queen was welcomed into the palace.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to rest...... Will you move to Zhongcui Palace this time? The inner supervisor beside him helped him refill a cup of tea, and slowly handed it over, showing a smile, and his sharp voice was extremely low.

Emperor Guangxu flipped his hand for a moment, holding the fingertips of the brush hard, and accidentally left a cinnabar red in the blank space, he slowly raised his head to look at the sincere waiter, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly rose.

Stretched out his hand to pick up the delicate tea cup, took a sip gently, and relieved the dryness of his throat: "No, just rest in the Heart Cultivation Palace!" ”

The inner eunuch carefully waited for Emperor Guangxu to fall asleep, put down the curtain that was as thin as a cicada's wings, and couldn't help sighing, it was also bitter for this child, if it wasn't for the Empress Dowager of the West, why bother to come to this step with the queen.

In order not to be honest and perfunctory to complete the task, he would never step into Zhongcui Palace.

In the same year, on the fifth day of October, the sisters of the Tatara clan were welcomed into the harem by Shenwumen and canonized as concubines and concubines.