The palace ladies trembled and curtsied, but when they raised their heads, they saw no trace of His Majesty, and looked at each other, making sure that they were not dazzled.

Zhiyun stared at Cai Ling with round eyes, opened his mouth, but only buried his head.

Cai Ling sat up straight and said to Yu Mo with a smile: "Actually, I don't want to die, but now I am not afraid of death." Master, you are different, Xiaochuan is still waiting for you to find a good family for her in the future. ”

Having said that, although both of them buried their heads, their hearts were like mirrors. Yu Moyan got up and left, leaving only one sentence: "You are not allowed to go out of the room for twenty-eight days." ”

But she couldn't hold back for fifteen days, and after her body gradually recovered, she went to the prison. The old man who used to scare her with a soldering iron knelt on the ground and saluted, and she only ordered the accompanying female officer He'er to stay where she was, and she went in with the cell head. She had been in this place several times, and she had walked in the middle of the cramped corridors and was familiar with the unknowns of the cells.

"The person I want to see is here." The cell boss said respectfully.

"This palace has something to say to the deceased. You go down first. Cai Ling commanded in a deep voice.

After the cell boss left, Cai Ling walked into Han Yizheng's cell and saw an unkempt man in a plain white prison coat slumped on a straw. She couldn't believe that the man with the sideburns and green beard in front of her was a high-spirited and laughing person in the former Taiyi Bureau.

"Xiao Han." Through the bars, she shouted softly.

The man turned his face slightly, looked out of the iron window with a sloppy gaze, as if in disbelief, so he buried his head between his legs, and his body trembled slightly.

Cai Ling's eyes swept and saw that the food in front of him had not moved, but a pot of wine had been drunk and lying on the tray.

"Someone brought you a drink?" Cai Ling frowned and asked.

With a little drunkenness, Doctor Han stood up with a wry smile, "Since you are a dying person, what's wrong with drinking some wine?" ”

Cai Ling sighed: "If you are willing to confess who is instructed by you, this palace will spare your life." ”

"You ......" the Korean doctor was stunned.

"In the past three years, although this palace has not said much to you, after all, it is day and night, and this palace believes that you must be bewitched by others. At this point, Hongu only wants to know who the culprit is. As for you, you don't have to be someone else's scapegoat. Cai Ling stared at him closely.

"Senior sister......" Doctor Han was squatting down, holding his head, full of regret, "If I hadn't pushed you out that night, you wouldn't have been recognized by the emperor and elected to the harem." Now that the fetus in your womb is gone, you can escape from the palace without any care, and you will no longer have to be treated coldly by the emperor, nor will you have to be a slave in the palace. ”

Sure enough, he was deceived by others to say such unbounded words. Cai Ling said solemnly: "I met Your Majesty when I was a teenager, and then I wanted to marry to the Qin Palace, and then I was willing to regret marrying the King of Dian into the palace as a maid, and then my father defected, I had to stay in the Imperial Medical Bureau, but over the years, there was not a day when I didn't miss Your Majesty." ”

"Xiao Han, tell me, who made you think like that." Cai Ling persuaded each other bitterly.

"I'm ......" Doctor Hanzheng's eyes were full of tears and remorse, and he raised his head and was about to speak, but he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and even splashed it on Cai Ling's face. She looked at him in horror as the man in front of her collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all her knots.

"Senior sister......" The man used the last trace of strength, she quickly stretched out her hand, through the iron window, she couldn't even touch his fingers, only heard him snort: "Mother......"

Then, he stared at his eyes and whimpered.

Later, it was rumored in the palace that Concubine Jiang Shufei personally tried Han Yizheng and used a private act, so the person was gone. But soon, no one dared to mention this rumor anymore, and they all said that the Korean doctor committed suicide because of the fear of fear of the guardian. Cai Ling has another plan in his heart, the emperor has always been decisive in killing, and he will not leave a living mouth for the unfavorable.

Later, when the imperial concubines met, there was a gap between them, although they respected each other like guests on the face, they never had a meal together in private. In Cuiwei Palace, His Majesty can no longer be seen, there are only four palace maids, two eunuchs, and a plain woman who is holding a copy of "Shennong's Hundred Herbs" all day long.

Because she couldn't show a smile, the Empress Dowager simply exempted her from morning and dusk, and she became the only one in the palace who ate and wore everything on people, but she couldn't leave the palace gate, like a concubine imprisoned in the cold palace.

At the beginning of winter, He'er handed over a letter, Xue Tao's note was filled with the fragrance of plum, Manyun said in the letter that Yuan Jie was the posthumous official to the Ministry of Industry, Jinghe eldest princess had been pregnant for three months, and the second elder of the Yuan family was in good health, but she did not mention herself.

Cai Ling held the letter in her hand, lay on the couch and squinted her eyes, only to feel tired, and after coughing a few times, He'er hurriedly brought a bowl of dark brown medicine: "Niangniang, drink the medicine quickly, Imperial Doctor Yu specially advised you to do it twice a day, not to be sloppy." ”

"My master's skills are not as good as before." Cai Ling said with a smile, "This palace has been getting more and more invigorated recently. After that, I felt a dull pain in my chest, and I couldn't help coughing a few times.

He'er sighed: "Niangniang is depressed in her chest, and she can't express her feelings for a long time, how can she be cured by medicine alone?" However, this bowl of medicine will at least allow you to sleep peacefully for a few hours, which is much better than tossing and turning and not being able to sleep at night. ”

"That's right." Cai Ling half sat up and drank it all in one gulp with a medicine bowl. There were two plums in the small white-glazed plate handed by He'er, she picked one up, put it in her mouth, and continued to close her eyes.

Today's life seems to have been dreamed of many years ago, brocade clothes and jade food, safe and sound, occasionally there are singers to sing to relieve boredom, the imperial study sent someone to Cuiwei Palace to send books, it can be said that clothes to stretch out their hands, food to open their mouths.

But she didn't have the strength to "enjoy" it all. On that day, the first snow fell in Chang'an, and she sat under the eaves outside the hall wrapped in a big coat to watch the snowflakes flutter on the stone tables and stone benches in the courtyard, on the branches of red plums, and on the hair and shoulders of the palace people who trotted into the hall. A grin opened her lips and slowly closed her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, her ears were filled with the heavy sobs of the palace people, she slowly opened her eyes, and the snow in the sky made her think of the winter in Huaiyuan County a few years ago, the ten miles of peach trees in the Peach Blossom Valley were empty, and a row of red plum blossoms by the lake were blooming brilliantly. As soon as her thoughts turned, it was a long alley in the county town, and Shen Muchi held an umbrella and walked slowly beside her......

"Niangniang...... He'er couldn't cry, "Thank God...... Thank goodness for that. ”

Cai Ling smiled lightly: "Don't make a fuss, there will naturally be a day in the future." After saying a word, the body seemed to be hollowed out, and it was so difficult to even hook a smile.

On the day of the first snowfall, she knew that the decline was imminent, but she didn't know what day it would be? She will wait patiently until that day quietly comes.

Hanging the arch of the front hall, after the ministers of the household department retreated, the Ministry of Industry and the two servants entered the palace, and the things involved in the Jinyang water conservancy and the canal project in Yangzhou.

After receiving the news, Yu'an hurriedly entered the palace, Yude, who was standing next to the emperor, noticed him first, and made a look, Yu'an immediately avoided behind the screen of the tea maid, and Yude went over to listen.

When he returned to the palace, he saw that the emperor was listening carefully to the statement of the Ministry of Works, and Yude didn't know how to speak for a while. After standing for a moment, the emperor suddenly glanced at him and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" ”

Yude hurriedly knelt down in front of the emperor and sobbed, "Concubine Niangniang...... Weak pulse...... Maybe ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

In the hall, Lord Shangshu knocked over a cup of tea, but as if he didn't know, he only stared at the table.

"I thought ......" the emperor glanced as if nothing had happened, "the proposal of the ministers is quite good, but it is ......"

Everyone listened attentively, for fear of not understanding the holy intent, Yude was still kneeling in place, and the emperor had suddenly got up from the dragon chair, strode out of the main hall, and drowned the remaining half of the words in the wind.

Outside the hall, the first snow in winter was fluttering, and the palace people serving on the corridor were wearing thick cotton jackets, and the emperor came out of the warm pavilion, but there was only a thin black robe on his body. Yude took the ferret in the hands of the palace maid and hurriedly chased after it.

Yude chased to the door of Cuiwei Palace, he was already out of breath, but he didn't dare to stay, and was about to step into the courtyard, when he saw the emperor's long figure standing in place, hunting in the cold wind, snowflakes fell on his black green silk, fell on his solid shoulders, and on the black brocade boots, but he only stood dejectedly, as if he didn't know. The cold weather froze his hands that were exposed outside his sleeves to red, and his fingertips moved slightly, but he only stood silently.

Yude put the big coat on the emperor's shoulders and hurriedly held up the umbrella. Eyes moved to the corridor outside the main hall, the woman half-lying on the chaise longue was thin and weak, and said to the palace people who were kneeling and sobbing: "This palace loves people who rejoice. If there really is such a day, this palace doesn't want you all to have a bitter face. ”

It is his duty to inform the palace people of His Majesty's arrival, so that everyone can welcome him. But this time, his mouth was open, but he couldn't shout. A cold wind struck, blowing his eyes painfully, but also blowing a tear on the back of his hand, the snow was cold, only that tear with temperature, which surprised him, but because he stood a few inches behind His Majesty, he couldn't see or dare to look at the holy face, and after a while, he still snorted: "The emperor drove to ......"

For months, they hadn't seen each other, he didn't know that she was seriously ill and dying, and she didn't know that he had lost a lot of weight, looking at each other in pairs through the kneeling palace people, through the drifting snow, and the swaying red plum blossoms in the courtyard.

After a moment, she smiled and stood up holding the bamboo and rattan armrests of the chaise longue, and when he saw this, he took a hurried step up the steps from the courtyard, and the big puff on his shoulder slipped with it. Yude hurriedly squatted down and picked it up.

"Concubine......" She was about to bend her knees, but she was tightly held by him who rushed to her with a fast pace.

"Why don't you say it!" He was heartbroken.

"How so?" Cai Ling smiled bitterly, "The illness is like a mountain, and even the concubines themselves don't know." ”

Luckily, I was able to see the last one. She thought.

"Where is Yu Moyan? Why didn't he come? The Emperor asked.

There was a quiet atmosphere in Cuiwei Palace, as in the past, and even a eunuch at the palace gate couldn't wait. Cai Ling took the big foil in Yude's hand, tried to tiptoe to drape it on his shoulders for him, and carefully tied the brocade silk on his collar, and said on his chest: "No matter how good a famous doctor in the world is, he can't cure a person who dies of heart." ”

The emperor was stunned, slowly put a pair of hands on her waist, leaned her into his chest, hesitated for a moment, and said solemnly: "Forget him." We do it all over again! ”

She dragged the fragile body against his warm chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Reminds her of the day in the Liangfu Courtyard, when he blocked the sword for her, and the horse galloped on the winding path of the canyon, he held the stiff rope with one hand, and reversed the other hand from time to time to make sure she sat firmly, and that was the day when she was determined to follow him through all the ups and downs of life.

When I was young, I liked it just because of people, vanity, and when I grew up, I realized that the imprint left in my heart would take a lifetime to smooth out.

Soon after, the edict arrived: Concubine Jiang, the righteous sister of Yuan Jie, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, was born of Gao Hong, who was diligent and thrifty in Lanye, and showed sincerity and filial piety in Jiaoyu. In accordance with the Empress Dowager's mercy, I ordered to be crowned with a treasure and Lier as the queen......