"Oops!" Chunhua, who was spinning the thread beside Zhirong, couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the golden needle piercing Zhirong's index finger fiercely, got up and hurried to get the medicine.

"What is there to be alarmed about, it's been like this these days, get used to it." Zhirong said lightly that he didn't care about his injury, the whole person was a little sluggish, his mind was all elsewhere, and he didn't know what happened to Concubine Wen, whether Li You cheered up a little.

There was still a trace of blood donation left on the golden needle, and the blood donated from the finger mountain dripped silently, and it happened to fall on the plum blossom map, and the blood donation was immediately blurred.

"Girl, how is this picture good?" Chunhua bandaged Zhirong while looking at the plum blossom picture worriedly, it had already been completed, but now how can it be delivered.

The dazzling red dots reflected in Zhirong's eyes were extraordinarily bewitching, but they were also out of place, because Li You was in a very bad mood these days, and she had no intention of embroidering, but Concubine Yu urged her to finish her everything. It just so happened that she had been sleeping very little lately, so she worked day and night.

Zhirong picked up the golden needle and sketched it on the red dot, and after a while, it became a falling plum. One is always bad, so Zhirong continued to embroider some flying plum blossoms.

The frost opens, falls with the snow, the beauty steps on the snow, and stands proudly. Such a scene is very compatible with the Jade Concubine.

At this moment, the sound of the death knell sounded outside, and the golden needle fell and Zhirong shouted: "What's the matter?" ”

Outside, Xia Jin hurriedly ran in, "Girl, Concubine Wen is dead!" "The death knell is still ringing throughout the palace.

"When?" Zhirong tightened her lips, and she guessed when she heard the bell, because the death knell of the Jingtang royal family was different for men and women. There is a difference between the emperor and the prince, and the queen and the concubine are different, and now it is the form that can be used by people above the concubine and below the queen.

Although she guessed it, she didn't want to believe it, and she always talked to Concubine Wen these days. Seeing her get better day after day, I don't think it's a big deal. Unexpectedly, there was news of the funeral today.

"I heard about it a quarter of an hour ago." Xia Jin put away the embroidered things.

Zhirong was stunned, a quarter of an hour ago was about the time when he pricked his finger. At that time, the ominous premonition in my heart turned out to be related to Concubine Wen.

Not long after, a grandmother came over to send a message: "Please Bai Xiu Xi hurry up and prepare, the Shanggong Bureau will now change into mourning clothes and mourn collectively to comfort the spirit of the concubine in the sky."

Zhirong and several people changed into mourning clothes, and it was a scorching summer day outside, and the scorching sun was like a fire that baked people's faces from time to time. But this heaven and earth are like a cold winter in her heart. What should Li You do? What is his heaven and earth like?

Li You's heaven and earth had collapsed at this time, and he was holding Concubine Wen's hand, which was gradually losing its temperature, and his heart had become an empty hole. The ninth princess, the princess who was practicing in the temple, also knelt aside at this time. There was more hatred in her heart.

It's just that she made some mistakes, so her father let her go to the royal temple to practice for half a year, and she didn't even recall her mother's poisoning, so she didn't see her mother for the last time. She hated her father's ruthlessness and ruthlessness.

Of course, she still hates her brother's cowardice, if he is angry. The mother concubine does not have to be excluded by Murong Guifei. No more sighing night and night. But her own brother still goes his own way.

Li Ji also sighed a lot at this time, looking at the two children, after all, he felt a little guilty in his heart. Thinking of the scene where Concubine Wen floated away beside him, and then looked at the emperor and the princess, he suddenly felt that he owed too much.

Wan'er, I will treat You'er well, and I won't let anyone hurt him, you can go with confidence.

Li Ji issued another holy decree to posthumously crown Concubine Wen as Emperor Wenrui's concubine, the same as the deputy queen. 1. The funeral etiquette is done in accordance with the etiquette of the deputy queen.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh at Concubine Wen's deep status in the emperor's heart, but Murong Guifei didn't think so.

"She always wanted to be an imperial concubine during her lifetime. Now it's done, but what's the use of people dying? She stroked her lower abdomen, and the child was more than three months old, and the fetus was stable.

"If you lose, your children will become poor without a mother, and my children will be pampered by thousands of people in the future." She chuckled and looked at Concubine Wen's palace, the annoying woman who had been fighting with her for many years would finally not appear in front of her again.

And the palace of the Jade Concubine is still as clean as before, she looked at the railing, the sky was overcast and lifeless, "Xiang'er, if the antidote is not found, the next funeral in this palace is afraid that it will be from this palace." ”

Her tone was no longer as light as usual, but solemn and could not be ignored.

Xiang'er hurriedly said: "The poison of the eldest princess is a secret system, which is very difficult to solve. But don't worry, the people sent by Xiang'er are looking for it, this time there is a great opportunity, Niangniang must not lose confidence. ”

"This palace has patience, but I just hate being controlled by others." There was an imperceptible glint in her eyes.

"Concubine Wen is really ruthless enough, and she is even more ruthless to others and herself. I didn't want her life, I just wanted the emperor to be suspicious, but she did what she planned. Well, what a good woman! ”

"Niangniang, then what should we do next, Concubine Wen is gone, the emperor will definitely love the prince and the princess, and the seventh prince also has the hope of winning the heir." Xiang'er frowned worriedly.

Concubine Yu looked at her nail covers, well, it was the style she liked. "A good show of fratricide, wouldn't it be more joyful for us to watch, occasionally fill in some oil and add a little fire, lively and lively, I think the eldest princess will like it too."

On the day of the funeral of Emperor Wen Rui, all the palace concubines, monks, and everyone in the palace bureau came to mourn. Zhirong and a group of other trainees finally stepped forward to bow and offer incense.

Zhirong saw that Li You's tear-stained face was already a little wooden, the whole person had lost weight, and his beard had not been shaved, and the ninth princess had already fainted from crying and was sent to the palace.

When the hour came, the wooden coffin was closed, and he headed for the imperial tomb.

The whole ceremony did not end until the evening, and the sky became more and more hazy, and immediately another heavy rain came.

When Li You returned to the palace, he locked himself in the former dormitory of Concubine Wen Guifei, and no one was seen. Wei Ting was worried that he couldn't sleep for a few days, didn't eat or drink, and couldn't bear it, so she wanted to go in and persuade him, but she couldn't knock on the door.

Zhirong was also worried about Li You's condition, and happened to see Wei Ting's anxious appearance: "Sister? What are you doing outside this temple? ”

Wei Ting saw her as if she had seen a savior, "Good sister, persuade King Ming." I haven't had a drop of water for a few days, and I can't stand it like this. ”

Wei Ting, who was already sad, hugged Zhirong and cried, and there were words in her mouth: "It's all my incompetence." failed to save the life of the imperial concubine. ”

Zhirong helped her wipe away her tears, "Sister has done her best, don't blame my sister." Now it is important to persuade Wang to cheer up. ”

"Then you go!" Wei Ting said hurriedly.

"You let me think of a way, we can't open the door if we call it that." Zhirong looked at the closed gate of the palace, and remembered the strange words that the imperial concubine had told her before her death.

"Sister, you go back to the medical office first and prepare some tonic soup. I promise that King Ming will drink. ”

Wei Ting nodded, she inexplicably believed Zhirong at this time. I felt that as long as it was what she promised, she would be able to do it.

Seeing that Wei Ting was far away, Zhirong asked the palace people to wait outside the gate, she was afraid of scaring these people.

"Li You! What kind of filial son are you? What kind of prince is it? Zhirong roared towards the hall, but there was no movement inside, and she continued.

"The imperial concubine protected you, loved you, and spoiled you before her death, you are good. As soon as she leaves, you will seek death and life. It's not as good as my daughter's house. Are you worthy of the Imperial Concubine's spirit in the sky? If the heroic spirit of the imperial concubine sees that you are still so unlucky, how sad it should be! ”

At this time, a large drop of rain fell on Zhirong's face, and she didn't care, "Li You!" You come out and see, the imperial concubine is crying, you make her cry under the nine springs, you are not filial! ”

With a bang, the door of the dormitory was kicked open, and Li You's blood-red eyes stared at Zhirong angrily. It was as if he wanted to eat her alive. And at this moment, the rain poured down, as if it had fallen from the sky.

Zhirong stood trembling in the rain. Wet from top to bottom. There was a constant stream of water on his face, a mixture of tears and rain. She exhaled deeply: "Li You." You're finally out. ”

No matter what Li You's eyes look at her at the moment, as long as people come out, she will be relieved. still remembers that day when she went to deliver tonic soup as usual and was recruited into the dormitory by Concubine Wen.

The woman's haggard face had a doting smile on her face: "You'er, that child, born less than a month, fell from the rockery when he was a child and almost fell to his death, when he first learned to ride a horse, a horse suddenly went crazy and threw him out, and I don't know which person in the royal hunting ground had a bad eye and almost killed him by throwing arrows indiscriminately." ”

Concubine Wen counted them one by one, poisoned, arrowed, fell off the horse, was ambushed out of the palace, and assassinated in the capital. There are countless thrilling ones, many of which were exchanged for her son's life by being secretly protected by Concubine Wen.

A mother is always on guard for her son, always planning, but when the child is older, there will always be places that she can't reach, and people she can't beware of. She can only ask her son to become stronger, and the survival of the fittest in the palace is an eternal truth.

"He is stubborn and doesn't even listen to me, but he listens to you. Folks say that if you have a daughter-in-law, you forget your mother, but when you have a sweetheart, you forget your mother. Concubine Wen was still smiling kindly when she said this.

But at that time, Zhirong had already knelt on the ground and hurriedly clarified her relationship with Li You.

"If I don't feel good, he won't be able to think about it, so I'll leave it to you and your master. I don't have to worry about you, kid. If he could stay with him for a long time, he wouldn't be too lonely. That kid still needs a lesson to grow up after all. ”

This was the last conversation, and then these words echoed in Zhirong's ears again and again, she always felt that Concubine Wen wanted to convey something to her, but before she could ask, Concubine Wen died.

The heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Li You under the eaves could no longer see Zhirong's face clearly. He was suddenly scared, what if she was gone?

This thought flashed in his mind for a moment, and he rushed out like an arrow, holding Zhirong in his arms. With all the strength of his body, his arms were tightly wrapped.

At this moment, any words are superfluous, just want to hold her like this, even if you drown in this rain, it doesn't hurt.

Zhirong raised her left hand and gently patted him on the back, closed her eyes and leaned into his arms. Xindao: If this can make him better, then let's get wet in the rain together

Wei Ting was carrying a basket on the edge of the palace gate, but the heavy rain slapped on her body as if she was unconscious, no matter how heavy the rain was, she refused to put down the basket, just looked at the two people hugging each other in a daze, and her mind was blank. She raised her head and smiled bitterly, the rain had finally wet her flame of hope.

In the mist and rain, the three people have different moods, but their fates are closely linked.

The people in the shadows almost ran out when they saw this scene, but they still held back. This matter that King Ming and Bai Zhirong had to say, he also reported it to Yan Hua word for word.

And there are people in the other corners who open their mouths in surprise, their master has a Yanhua in southern Xinjiang is already very fatal, why is there another Ming king? Master, your love road is too bumpy.

Zhirong woke up in a daze, sleeping on the silk bed, the room was smoked with soothing incense, and the plum blossom embroidery screen appeared in front of her eyes. This is her house.

She wanted to get up, but she felt that her joints were sore all over her body, and her head hurt terribly.

"Girl, you have a cold, and now you have a fever, but you need to rest." Chunhua brought the medicine and fed it to her mouth one by one.

"Chunhua, how did I get back? I don't remember anything. She only remembered that Li You held her and stood in the heavy rain, and then it seemed that it was dark in front of her, so she didn't remember.

Chunhua changed the handkerchief on her head to a new one, "You fainted with King Ming, King Ming fainted and still held on to you, what if this spreads your innocence?" Fortunately, Lady Wei reacted in time, and only asked the caring palace people to send you back separately. ”

"Girl, the lord has a letter." Xia Jin came in with two letters and glanced at Zhirong, and Zhirong immediately dispersed the palace maid.

opened one of the envelopes, and there was an envelope inside, which was Yan Hua deliberately put the Bai family's envelope on the outside to cover people's eyes, and the inside was his letter.

The domineering handwriting is really him. "Rong'er, I heard that a bold kid took advantage of you? Do you think I'm going to beat him up? ”

Zhirong chuckled, and said in her heart that this vinegar jar is strangely informed. Think about Li You's hug, but it should be beaten.

"It is said that a few days ago, you withdrew from the conversation late at night, but the voice was very small, and the location was too far away, and my people didn't find it. I don't think he will say good things about me. But Rong'er, you must believe me! ”

Zhirong said in his heart, I believe in you, I believe in you the most, and I believe in you for the rest of my life. The last few lines fell into view, and the letter paper almost fell out of Zhirong's hand.

"Rong'er, there is turmoil in southern Xinjiang, the emperor ordered me to rehabilitate with Jin Zixuan, I will go here for about a month, you have to wait for me. After making a contribution this time, I asked the emperor for a favor and gave us a marriage. ”

Going to Southern Xinjiang? They haven't seen each other for more than two months, and they only rely on letters to convey each other's hearts, and at this time, he is going to southern Xinjiang to rehabilitate, and it is another month. And with their own enemies, I'm afraid things won't go so smoothly.

"The slave listened to Yan Feng talk about the emperor's rehabilitation, although Jin Zixuan was rehabilitated, but in order to eradicate the disaster, now the six departments in southern Xinjiang are all in turmoil, so they sent Yan Xiao Gong again, and Jin Xiao Gong even if he is meritorious, it is also a meritorious service, if he does not do well, it will be a big disaster."

Xia Jin helped Zhirong put away the letter and calmly talked about the situation.

"Isn't that little grandfather Jin unlucky no matter what?" Chunhua stared at Jin Zixuan's letter in Zhirong's hand and said awkwardly. (To be continued......)