The palace is a wall of ventilation, the matter of Yongying, the concubines are eager to pass it to the Xianfu Palace as soon as possible, when the imperial concubine heard about it, it was like a slap in the head, and immediately fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already evening two days later.

Winter nights are especially cold and chilly.

Princess Hejia stayed at the head of the imperial concubine's bed, and when she was sleepy, she lay on the side of the bed and took a nap.

"Yun Yin ......" When the imperial concubine woke up, she reached out and touched her head, her heart was sour, and her eyes were slightly red.

Princess Hejia woke up suddenly, and called with a look of surprise: "Eniang, you finally woke up, Red Lotus, go to Imperial Doctor Xuan." ”

"Yes." The red lotus was overjoyed, and the people of Xianfu Palace seemed to wake up with the imperial concubine in an instant.

The imperial concubine struggled to hold her eyelids, but closed her eyes weakly.

He Jia cautiously called: "Eniang." ”

The imperial concubine raised her spirits, opened her eyes again, looked around, and said: "E-Niang had a long dream, dreamed of you when you were a child, dreamed of E-Niang's most beautiful time in the palace, this opening of the eyes, all kinds of things in the past, are like smoke clouds in the past, you can't see it, you can't catch it. ”

Princess Hejia was relieved: "E-Niang, you just woke up, don't think about it, is it good for my daughter to serve E-Niang and eat some millet porridge?" ”

The imperial concubine nodded with difficulty, and could only smile and wink at her.

Princess Hejia carefully helped her sit up and fed her a few bites.

The imperial concubine ate reluctantly, but the taste was the same as chewing wax, frowned, and asked, "Can Yongying enter the palace in the past two days?" ”

Princess Hejia looked stunned and said, "My brother only came yesterday, Eniang, you are asleep, he came to invite An and went home." "Scales

The imperial concubine coughed softly, her eyes full of regret, and said: "Even if I reach my current position, I will still be under one person, and I will never have a chance to turn over." My eternal ......"

Yuan also hoped that Yongying would be able to make a living, if she won the crown prince, she would be able to be a mother and a son, even after death, she could be posthumously crowned as the queen.

But at this time, such thoughts are gone!

Life seems to have lost all hope and no meaning in life.

Princess Hejia's hand holding the spoon trembled, and the golden spoon hit the mouth of the bowl with a crisp sound, especially in the dead of night.

Queen, she is so ruthless, this knife pierced her heart, a fatal blow!

"E-niang!" Princess Hejia endured the sourness in her heart, and was about to persuade the imperial concubine, but she saw that the imperial concubine suddenly coughed violently, and the filth in her abdomen suddenly spit out, spraying all over the bed.

Princess Hejia was caught off guard, and her body was also stained with blood, and the smell of blood wrapped around the millet porridge she had eaten before, and the smell was disgusting.

By the time Princess Hejia reacted, the imperial concubine had already fallen crookedly on the bed, her eyes closed tightly, and she was silent.

"E-niang?" Princess Hejia called, but did not respond.

"E-niang!"

As the heart-rending cry came out of the dormitory, everyone knew that the imperial concubine was afraid that she would not be able to do it. The imperial doctor who came with him took a pulse at the beginning, and he already knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said, "The imperial concubine is gone." ”

Lonely night, long Huangquan Road, before dying, only Princess Hejia sent her on her last journey, even if it was the high position of the imperial concubine, it was still very desolate.

After all, the imperial concubine did not survive until the Spring Festival, did not see Princess Hejia marry, and died with regret.