Shi Qingran stood, their eyes meeting in the air. She should have been a little dazed, with a little sadness and loss in her eyes.

After a long time, Shi Qingran also knelt down towards Song Yuchen: "The concubines see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!" ”

Finally, Song Yuchen held the holy decree and walked outside. Seeing this, the little chamberlain standing by the door also opened a door for him.

Kneeling on the ground in the room, when Shi Qingran's mind was in chaos, he vaguely heard the former emperor's henchmen shouting: "The emperor has died, and the new emperor has succeeded to the throne." ”

After all, there's no turning back. The time in Zhennan Wangfu in the past will eventually become a thing of the past.

Shi Qingran's mind was in a daze, so he didn't remember much about what happened next, only vaguely heard someone calling him his wife, and then helped himself into the carriage and went all the way back to Zhennan Wangfu.

The people in the palace didn't understand why Shi Qingran came back alone, and they didn't know what had changed in the palace.

Shi Qingran sat in the mansion for an afternoon, and Song Yuchen did not come back. Until it was dark, Lang'er couldn't stand it, so he called Shi Qingran back. Shi Qingran lay on the bed alone, silently in a daze.

Everything today is so unreal. She didn't want to be a queen, and she didn't want to fight openly and secretly with a group of concubines, but Song Yuchen was obviously driven to the shelves. None of them knew what the future would hold.

At this time, in the palace.

The sky gradually darkened, and Song Yuchen sat on the dragon chair in the Qianzheng Hall, flipping through the recent recitals. Many of them were copied by Song Yuxun and sent to Zhennan Wangfu.

Maybe Song Yuxun was preparing for his departure a few days ago. There is no one who doesn't love the country, but in the heart of the royal brother, there are probably more important things.

Everyone in the palace also gradually learned about Song Yuxun's death and Song Yuchen's accession to the throne. Song Yuchen is vigorous and resolute, and his foundation in the palace has always been solid, so when he ascended the throne, there were no ministers or officials to find fault.

Placing the body of the imperial brother and the whereabouts of the concubines, notifying the ministers of the state funeral, and taking care of state affairs, he did everything in an orderly manner. Song Yuchen was thinking about Shi Qingran in his heart, but the things in the palace were busy, and he couldn't get out of his body for a while, so he had no time to take care of her.

According to tradition, the concubines of the previous dynasty should not stay in the harem for a long time. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Song Yuchen ordered the little chamberlain and Gong E to go to the palaces to inform first. After Song Yuxun's mourning period is over, the remaining palace concubines will go to Taimiao to guard Song Yuxun's soul for life.

"What?!" At this time, the talented people of Xinyi Palace heard the news that the concubines in the palace would move to the Taimiao in the near future, and their expressions changed greatly. The news of the death of the emperor and the accession of Song Yuchen to the throne was already sudden.

Now, do you think that they will be sent to the Taimiao Temple in less than three months after they have been in the palace?

"Little master don't worry." Gong E saw that Wencairen's expression changed greatly, and immediately comforted: "The new emperor said that even if you want to go to the Taimiao, you have to keep the spirit of the emperor in the palace for a month." ”

However, the literary genius didn't hear it, he was only stunned quietly, and after a while, he sat down on the chair: "No, you don't understand." "If you enter the Taimiao, then your life will be over.

As a woman of the former emperor, what future does she have? Even if you enter the temple, you have to guard the ancient Buddha of the green lantern for the rest of your life, if not, if you are known by the people in the palace, you will be given death.

Originally, she entered the palace for the glory and glory of the family, she was proud of her beauty, and always thought that she could break out of the palace by herself. Unexpectedly, after only three months, the emperor died, and her former backer collapsed.

"Literati? Literary talents? Seeing that Wencai was in a daze, the palace maid kindly called her twice.

"I know," Wencairen raised his eyes and looked at the palace maid twice, and said lightly: "Since the new emperor said that he wants to go to Taimiao, then go to Taimiao." Wen Dieyi said lightly: "If you go in a month, don't be in a hurry to pack your bags first."

Presumably, Song Yuchen said this today, just to make them mentally prepared.

"I don't need to wait here, you can go out first." Wen Dieyi coldly ordered and sent the palace maid.

"Yes." The palace maid replied lightly, and left from the Xinyi Palace of the literary talent.

Wen Dieyi sat restless in the room, thinking about countermeasures. After a while, she thought of an idea that she didn't know whether it was good or bad - wasn't the new emperor the brother of the previous emperor?

Although the emperor treated her well, she is only sixteen years old now, and it is not like spending all her good years praying for the emperor.

I heard that the new emperor was the former king of Zhennan, who was suave and resolute, and until now, the new emperor has only one wife.

If you can get the favor of the new emperor and stay in the palace, how good it would be?!

Thinking like this, the literati are careful. She picked out a dress from the room that she thought looked good and put it on, and then slowly walked towards the Qianzheng Hall with the palace maid.

The first emperor didn't like the Qianzheng Palace, and always felt that the Qianzheng Hall was too big, so he often went to the study. But as soon as the new emperor came, he locked himself in it and concentrated on reviewing the folds.

Wen Dieyi was wearing a plain white dress, the white clothes hung with a shallow and thin belt, the belt was inlaid with pearls, the clothes were plain, but when worn on the Wencai people, it looked warped and convex, very good-looking, and even with a little casual charm.

"Little master, what are we doing here?" The palace maid followed behind her, walking step by step, and couldn't help but ask weakly.

Wen Dieyi listened to her words, and glanced back at her: "Say less and do more, if you dare to say a word later, I will cut your tongue!" ”

"Yes." When Xiao Gong heard this, she closed her mouth in fright.

I didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Wen Dieyi's gourd, so I took the little palace maid to the door of the Qianzheng Palace, and knelt down by the door, clasping my hands together in a prayer form.

When the little chamberlain on the side saw it, he asked, "Wencairen, what are you doing here?" The first emperor has passed away, and the one inside is the new emperor, you ......"

"I know, you don't care." Wencai raised his eyes and gave the little waiter a warning look, and the little waiter closed his mouth very interestingly.

After a while, she heard footsteps, and when she looked back, it was Concubine Shugui. She was carrying a food box in her hand, and it seemed that she had come to find Song Yuchen on a special trip.

Concubine Shu Guifei walked to the door of the Qianzheng Palace, and didn't look at the talented people, so she bowed slightly to the little chamberlain and said, "Father-in-law, is the emperor inside?" ”

"This ......" The little chamberlain swallowed a little embarrassed: "The new emperor is inside." ”

"Well," Concubine Shu nodded and said, "I'm sorry to report to my father-in-law." ”

"Yes." The little chamberlain bowed down and entered the main hall, and after a while, he came out again to spread the word.