In less than a quarter of an hour, the emperor, empress, and several high-ranking concubines hurried over.

As soon as Duan Yulin entered the hall, he was furious: "What's the matter!" Why are good people gone? Where did all the minions who usually serve the decoction die? ”

"The emperor spares his life! The emperor spares his life! Mu Zhu and several palace maids knelt on the ground and trembled.

"What about the Imperial Doctor? Tell me what's going on? Duan Yulin sat on the main seat of the main hall angrily and slammed the table loudly.

"The old minister is here. Returning to His Majesty, the minister looked at the corpse of Concubine Shu Niangniang, and determined that it was the recurrence of the old disease that caused coughing up blood, and finally the throat was blocked by blood stasis and died of breathlessness. Doctor Sun was so nervous that she kept wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Mu Zhu also kneeled in front of the emperor and added: "Your Majesty, the slave Mu Zhu is the personal maid of the concubine Niangniang. Since the spring, Niangniang's condition has been aggravated, during which she has been taking the improved medicine of the Tai Hospital, and the effect was good at first, but then it slowly became less effective, and Niangniang began to cough up blood. Niangniang doesn't want to cause trouble to people, she always endures it, even if she increases the amount of medicine in the past few days, it is still to no avail. ...... I already knew that my body wouldn't last long! When she finished speaking, she cried bitterly, but her tears were half out of guilt and half out of fear.

Duan Yulin was silent, he slowly got up and walked into the bedroom alone, and wiped off Zheng Jiye's eyes that he didn't have time to close at night. Looking at the pale and cold face of the dead Zheng Jiye, Duan Yulin sighed: "Ji Ye, I owe you a lot of money...... I'm sorry......" A cloudy tear dripped on Zheng Jiye's eyelids.

Duan Yulin once didn't want to see her cousin Zheng Jiye, who was connected to her blood, because of her complicated feelings for Zheng Wei'e; even angered her because of Wei'e's fault, depriving her of the right to raise Lingyu. Now that I think about it, I was too cruel to this fragile woman. It's a pity that the past can't be traced, and the pair of Zheng sisters who accompanied him at the earliest time finally left him one after another......

Duan Yulin sat on the edge of Zheng Ji's bed and reminisced about the past for a while, and then returned to his usual calm and self-control. He returned to the main hall, and the concubines and palace people were still waiting for the end, and he announced in a tired voice: "Fang Da, pass the decree." Concubine Zheng was frugal and kind all her life, but now she unfortunately passed away, and my heart is very painful. Buried with a noble concubine ceremony. The queen will take care of the affairs of the concubine, and the concubine will be assisted. After giving the order, Duan Yulin went back without stopping. But his sentence of the assistant concubine is tantamount to thunder on the ground, which is a disguised transfer of the rights of the assistant sixth palace to Xu Ying! The concubines couldn't help but make a mistake, could it be that the days when the Feng sisters walked alone in the harem are going to be gone forever?

Feng Wu saw that the emperor had dealt with the matter and that she had nothing to do, so she went back to the palace with Feng Yi; Xu Ying's eyes first looked towards the bedroom, and then glanced at Li Jingxi, who was also about to leave, thoughtfully; After the other concubines were gone, only Shen Xiaoxiang's master and servant were still there, Shen Xiaoxiang looked at Mu Zhu, who was still lying on the ground and crying, and turned around and walked out of the main hall.

Binghe made a gesture to help Muzhu, and took the opportunity to whisper congratulations in her ear: "Congratulations to my sister, my sister's good days are just around the corner......" and then pretended to be sympathetic to help her up, and deliberately comforted her loudly: "People can't be resurrected after death, and I also ask Sister Muzhu to mourn." ”

The day Zheng Ji lost her birthday at night was man-made and providential.

Due to the hot weather, the body was not suitable for storage, and the concubine was buried immediately. After the burial, the emperor authorized to set up a mourning hall in the Lihua Hall for three days, and its palace people also kept filial piety for three days. Although it is said to be filial piety, according to the rules, except for the emperor, the queen and the queen mother, the rest of the concubines are not allowed to wear white and filial piety, otherwise it is disrespectful. However, under Shen Xiaoxiang's arrangement, Mu Zhu took the risk and wore clothes similar to filial piety.

Mu Zhu obeyed Shen Xiaoxiang and knelt in front of Concubine Shu's spirit card and cried day and night, because the emperor valued the loyal and righteous people who knew how to repay the grace the most. On the last day of setting up the mourning hall, Shen Xiaoxiang found an opportunity to deliberately mention the past of the concubine in front of the emperor, and the emperor wanted to take advantage of the last opportunity to mourn alone in the silence of the night. Shen Xiaoxiang was waiting for this, and behind her back, she once again showed a smile that the conspiracy had succeeded.

As soon as the night came, the palace people who had been busy for a day in Lihua Hall went back to the house to rest, except for the "loyal" Mu Zhu still insisted on keeping the last night. When Duan Yulin entered the main hall of Lihua Palace, what he saw was such a scene - a weak woman in filial piety clothes sobbed in a low voice, her weak shoulders trembled slightly like cicada wings, and she was already pitiful everywhere just looking at her back.

Duan Yulin, who was originally infected by the scene in front of him, suddenly reacted, this palace maid actually paid attention to filial piety regardless of etiquette! So he angrily reprimanded: "You slave is so bold, you dare to wear filial piety privately!" ”

Finally waited for the emperor to come, Mu Zhu was both excited and scared, and hurriedly turned around and knelt down to greet and apologize: "Slave maid to meet the emperor!" The emperor was angry, and the slaves and maids were not wearing filial piety clothes, but just a set of similar white dresses. I also hope that the Holy Lord will sympathize with the filial piety of the slave and the maid to the lady and the maid, and forgive the slave and the maid this time! After speaking, he knocked his head three times.

Duan Yulin walked in to take a closer look, and sure enough, it was a moon-white regular dress printed with dark lines, and the neckline was embroidered with a few playful young yellow spring flowers. Mu Zhu slowly raised his head under Duan Yulin's gaze, and looked at Shang with a pair of slightly red and watery cut pupils, and immediately lowered his head in shame and fear for a moment. Duan Yulin reached out to hold Mu Zhu's chin, so that he had to look up at him.

"Your Majesty ......" Mu Zhu's eyes widened in horror, and the tears swirling in her eyes took the opportunity to flow down her cheeks and jaws to Duan Yulin's hands.

Duan Yulin's hand seemed to be burned by Mu Zhu's tears, and he withdrew his hand and said, "Okay, get up, and wait on the side." Duan Yulin originally planned to mourn Concubine Shu alone, but for some reason, looking at the delicate and slender figure, he couldn't bear to drive her out.

Duan Yulin put three sticks of incense on Zheng Ji at night, he silently watched her spiritual position, but the scene when Mu Zhu turned around just came in always appeared in his mind. As the saying goes, "a body of filial piety, look at the pretty", sure enough, the "filial piety clothes" specially prepared by Shen Xiaoxiang for Mu Zhu were not in vain, and she had already left a deep impression in Duan Yulin's heart.

After about two quarters of an hour, Duan Yulin finished worshipping, and he glanced at Mu Zhu who was standing aside. Mu Zhu was holding a silk handkerchief in his hand, and was secretly wiping tears sadly with his orchid fingers, and her sad and pitiful posture made people want to hug her into her arms and comfort her. Duan Yulin deliberately cleared his throat and said, "Your name is Mu Zhu, right?" I'm a little thirsty, so you lead me to the side hall to rest for a while and make a cup of tea. I still have a lot to say to Concubine Shu, I'm afraid I'll have to stay a little longer tonight, so I'll work hard for you to serve. But he looked at Mu Zhu's eyes with a clear layer of lust.

"The slave obeys. Slaves...... It's not hard. Mu Zhu suppressed the joy and excitement churning in her heart, and respectfully asked Duan Yulin to go first, but no matter how she looked at it, her silky expression looked like she was seducing the emperor intentionally or unintentionally. Duan Yulin saw it, but instead of saying it, he felt more and more itchy. Duan Yulin and Mu Zhu have not returned to the mourning hall since they entered the side hall.

Showers at night disturbed a pool of spring waves.

The clouds and rain are beginning to stop. Duan Yulin hugged Mu Zhu and spoke: "After Concubine Shu is over three or seven, I will give you the title of a picker, but I have wronged you first during this time." ”

"The slave is not aggrieved. Being able to serve His Majesty for the lady is a blessing for a slave, where can I feel wronged? Mu Zhu put on the usual cautious and humble attitude, and Duan Yulin was very useful.

"I like you to be sensible and obedient. It's not in vain that Concubine Shu cultivates you. At this time, Duan Yulin even mentioned Concubine Shu unashamedly! If Zheng Ji has a spirit in the sky at night, knowing that her henchmen who "cultivated" with one hand not only poisoned her, but also climbed onto the dragon bed when her bones were not cold, I don't know if she would be angry and come back to life? And her husband, who has been faithful and unrepentant for eighteen years, pampered her maid in the side hall of her mourning hall, which is really sad!

Maybe Zheng Jiye foresaw all kinds of unbearable things in the Lihua Hall after his death, so he didn't see what to do. Duan Yulin's words of repentance to her corpse are still vivid, but this turn is completely forgotten! It is said that Jun has no jokes, but it is a pity that the words and deeds of Emperor Shunjing of the current dynasty are really difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Before dawn, before the palace people of Lihua Hall got up, Duan Yulin took Fang Da back to Zhaoyang Palace. Mu Zhu tidied herself up and returned to the mourning hall, she closed her eyes and folded her hands, and silently recited in her heart to Zheng Jiye's spiritual position: "Niangniang, don't hate the slave maid, the slave maid just wants to get ahead and live a glorious life." Anyway, if you drag your sick body, life will be difficult, it is better to send you to Bliss as soon as possible, or use your remnant body to earn a good future for the slave maid......" Mu Zhu opened his eyes gently, and the kindness in his expression had been extinguished, leaving only vanity and vicious light. The palace people who got up to work one after another saw a picture of the deep devotion of the master and servant, but no one knew the darkness in Mu Zhu's heart at this time.

In the afternoon, the coffin of the concubine was sent out of the palace and buried in the concubine's mausoleum. Shen Xiaoxiang, who returned from the funeral, couldn't wait to take off the mourning clothes on his body as soon as he entered the dormitory.

"What a bad luck! It's just a disgraced concubine with a vain name, and she still wants us to wear linen and filial piety for her like this, I really don't know what the emperor thinks. Shen Xiaoxiang threw away the mourning clothes with a shake of his hand, and motioned to Binghe to burn it later.

"Slave guess, the emperor is ashamed of the concubine." Binghe smiled ambiguously and whispered a few words in Shen Xiaoxiang's ear?

"It's done? No wonder! Shen Xiaoxiang learned that Mu Zhu had successfully ascended to the throne, and he was even more scornful of the "superficial work" done by the emperor. also pampered other people's maids during the suspension of his concubine's death, and the emperor's guilt for the concubine is really cheap!

"But this woman Muzhu is not simple, and the master is still on guard." Binghe's disgust for Mu Zhu is beyond words.

"She's just a little shrimp, don't worry. The palace is now more concerned about the relationship between the virtuous concubine and the queen. Seeing that Xu Ying wants to replace Fengyi, I don't know how the queen will respond? It's better for them to fight and lose so that she can benefit from it!