Even if Concubine Niangniang really can't survive today, it will be too late before the news of her death can be made public.

In the Forbidden City, you can't even help yourself to die. How sad.

After Nian Yaoyue and Su Peisheng explained clearly, they hurriedly walked to Concubine Zhang Jia's palace.

When I stepped into the hall, I saw the dressed Concubine De holding the hand of the concubine.

At this time, Concubine Zhang Jiashu's face was withered, her eyes were unusually bright, and she was already on the verge of returning to the light.

"What about people! What about the thirteen elder brothers! ”

Concubine De looked behind Nian, but she didn't see Yinxiang's figure.

"Niangniang forgive the sin, the thirteenth elder brother and the fourth elder brother will be dancing with the long live master to the queen mother's birthday Xu Xianshou, the slave has the courage, let Su Peisheng and the other two elder brothers finish their birthdays, and then inform Concubine Zhang Jiashu of her illness!"

Nian Yaoyue knelt down at Concubine De's feet and explained.

"Concubine De, after the long live lord and the princes give gifts, it is the turn of the ladies in the harem to offer their birthdays, please go back immediately, there are servants to take care of it."

"Dog minion, when will it be your turn to call the shots for this palace!" Wu Ya was already depressed because of the sad news that Zhang Jia's sister was about to die.

At this time, seeing that Nian's was arrogantly commanding, he suddenly became angry, and shook his hand is a slap.

"Niangniang, today is the birthday of the Queen Mother, celebrate the whole world!!"

Nian Yaoyue covered the cheeks scratched by the sharp armor of the passive concubine, and accentuated her tone on the four words of universal celebration.

"Ahem, ahem... Sister Malu, this girl is right, today is a day of celebration for the whole world, but I can't let my death be ruined, no, I can't die today! ”

Zhang Jiashi held on to his sick body and struggled to sit up.

For the sake of Little Thirteen and the two little princesses, even if she dies, she can't die today.

She can't drag the children down, because of her death, the children will be disliked.

"Woo woo, sister, you wait, you will definitely be able to get through, you haven't seen the thirteenth marry, you haven't hugged your grandchildren, and you haven't seen the two little princesses get married."

Wu Yashi choked and held Zhang Jia's hand.

"Sister Zhang Jia!"

At this moment, a palace beauty with sad eyes walked outside, and Nian Yaoyue recognized this as the concubine Wan Liuha.

In the past, when I heard that Concubine De was fine, she was chattering, and she talked about when she was young and entered the palace with two good sisters as a rough palace maid serving tea and water.

Concubine De and Zhang Jia's grandfather both worked as cooks in the imperial dining room, so they were excluded by those palace maids, and it was the hot-tempered Wan Liuha clan who stood up for them.

She silently retreated to the door, so that the three good sisters could be together at the last minute.

After a while, Concubine De and Concubine Ding were persuaded by Zhang Jia's family to return to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.

"Nian's. Fang is a little heavier in this palace, you are a good girl who knows the general situation. Take good care of the concubine. ”

Wu Yashi looked at Nian with guilt in his eyes, reached out and plucked a white jade hairpin from the bun and inserted it into Nian's bun.

Nian Yaoyue watched Concubine De and Concubine Ding leave, and turned back to the palace to take care of the concubine.

At this time, Concubine Zhang Jia was shaky even when she was sitting, and Nian Yaoyue hurriedly rushed to her to support the concubine.

"Let Xiao Thirteen take care of his two younger sisters, let Xiao Thirteen follow his fourth brother, live in peace and stability, and don't fight to get those deadly things..."

Nian Yaoyue only nodded in a choked voice.

How could she tell the dying Zhang Jia that in a few years, the thirteenth elder brother would usher in the dark Nine Dragons to seize the heir.

The kind-hearted little thirteen was imprisoned twice by Kangxi, and the second time he was imprisoned for ten years in the beekeeping mezzanine...

forcibly persecuted a desperate thirteen lang into a sick seedling who only promised to be old and decrepit, and also laid the groundwork for the early death of Yinxiang in the later period....

And the two princesses that Concubine Zhang Jiashu missed, all of them married away from home, died in a foreign land, and became the dead daughter of the Northern Desert...

Nian Yaoyue was very annoyed.

Sometimes I really want to ignore it, just like those time-traveling girls, and use the golden finger to predict the future to kill the Quartet and change everyone's fate.

"Concubine Niangniang, don't worry, the thirteenth elder brother will have a good life in the future, and he will be the most virtuous Prince Yi... cough cough cough ~ him.."

Nian Yaoyue's whole body was almost suffocated, as if someone was choking her throat hard, making her breathless.

The dog system frantically prompted her that she was being punished with an electric shock, and she rolled on the ground in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Jiashi rolled down to the ground with his sick body, wanting to support this kind minion.

"No.. It's okay.. It's just the old disease of the slave, Niangniang, you just need to remember that the thirteenth elder brother is a good boy, and good people have good rewards. ”

Nian Yaoyue wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corners of her lips, and helped Zhang Jiashi to the bed and lay down.

At this time, magnificent fireworks light up the night sky of the entire Forbidden City.

Nian Yaoyue pushed open the window, but saw that Zhang Jia's was struggling to pull off the hairpin on his head.

"Mother?" She stepped forward quickly, but saw Zhang Jiashi gritting her teeth and poking the hairpin into her palm.

"This palace is almost unbearable, this palace can't die! Don't bother the children! Yinxiang! E-niang can't hold it anymore! ”

Zhang Jiashi, who was already delirious, wailed one after another, and pierced the hairpin into her palm, and her hands were covered with blood at this time.

Whenever her eyes were about to close, she gritted her teeth and poked the hairpin into her palm until her palm was pierced.

"But when is it over?"

Every once in a while, Zhang Jiashi would ask repeatedly. Until the voice is getting weaker and weaker...

Looking at her gradually dilated pupils and sliding arms, Nian Yaoyue choked up and wrapped the concubine Niangniang, who had already choked her breath, in a quilt, and took the hot soup woman and stuffed it into the thick quilt.

There is still an hour before the time of the child, and after the death of the concubine, the imperial doctor will come to check and confirm the time of death...

This Forbidden City is a hell of indifference without human touch after all, and she can't let this great mother die a cold and worthless death...

She hugged the corpse wrapped in a thick quilt until there was a sound of beating outside, and two lines of tears slipped silently.

"Mother, the time has passed..."

"E-niang!!"

At the same time, she saw the thirteenth elder brother crying and staggering into the hall, and behind him was the fourth master with a sad face.

"Concubine Niangniang, at the moment of the child... It's gone..."

She lowered her eyes and collected tears of pity, and silently took away the soup woman hidden in the quilt.

"Brother Thirteen, we don't have a mother, woo woo... Eniang, look at your daughter..."

Seeing the thirteenth elder brother and the two little princesses holding the corpse of the concubine and crying, Nian Yaoyue didn't know how to comfort the three children who had lost their mothers.

"Yinghe..."Wu Yashi trotted all the way over, and the flag head was crooked.

"Sister Yinghe... Woo woo woo .."

There was only one left at the bottom of the flower pot at the foot of the concubine, and at this time, the two old sisters helped each other into the hall and sent Zhang Jia's last journey.

After all, the emperor was ruthless, and Concubine Zhang Jia's life was unsealed, and she was posthumously named Concubine Min by Kangxi when she died.