The emperor moved inward, and suddenly a foreign object appeared on his waist, and he reached out to take it and saw that it was Yun Hui's favorite puppet, and his heart was suddenly sour, and his eyes were sparkling.

Yingyun sighed: "Although the Lu family said that she was extremely evil, but tracing back the cause, it was still the evil cause planted by the concubine, and she finally tasted the evil consequences, but she just took pity on Yun Hui......"

The emperor held her in his arms, his chin rested on her forehead, and said: "Yun Hui is the pearl of my and the queen's palm, if she knows what to do, she will be born to you and me again, and be our little princess." ”

"Will it?"

"Yes!" The emperor firmly believed: "If I have another daughter with the empress, I will regard it as a treasure, and I will spend my life to spoil her and make up for the guilt I have for her." ”

This year's plague did not gradually disappear until after autumn. As the weather gradually cooled down, the war in the Khalkha region also came to an end, the post stations resumed communication one by one, and the traitor Qing Rolling Zabu fled to the Sino-Russian border.

When the emperor had more free time, he often rested in Yikun Palace, or asked Yongjing about his homework, or asked about Yongjing's daily life.

In the face of these two sons, the emperor is a strict father, and he is not as spoiled as he was to Yun Hui at the beginning. This is probably the difference between father and son and father and daughter.

The so-called poor raise sons, rich raise daughters.

On this day, the autumn rain was endless, and it had been dripping for a long time, the emperor was sitting and chatting with Yingyun, Li Yu came with the sound of rain, bowed down into the hall, and bowed his head and replied: "Your Majesty, Xin Zheku came to report that the Lu family died in the early hours of the morning today." ”

Li Yu said indifferently, gently and slowly, like raindrops outside the window, clattering and falling, hitting the puddle, throwing a crisp sound.

Ying Yun frowned and asked, "Dead?" Why so suddenly? ”

Li Yu replied: "The Lu family is doing the lowest work every day in Xinzheku, and when they enter the realm, day and night, how can there be a comfortable life." After staying up for so many days, I hanged myself in my room last night. "Latest

Ying Yun listened to him, but there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if she was stuck in her throat.

Li Yu said to the emperor again: "The servants below have come to ask the emperor, how should the Lu family be settled?" ”

The emperor thought for a while and said, "She is already a concubine, so she will act as a concubine." ”

"Huh."

The people of Xin Zheku are all from slave origin, and human life is worthless. If there is a deceased, two little eunuchs are generally sent out of the palace and buried in an open space everywhere.

It sounds like it was buried, but if no one made some money, the little eunuchs would not want to do the work of digging pits and digging soil, and most of them were thrown in mass graves on the outskirts of the city, no different from untouchables.

On the corner tower next to the Shenwu Gate, Yaqin held an oil umbrella for Concubine Ling, and the raindrops fell along the umbrella surface at the railing, like teardrops crying.

A simple trolley came out of the corner gate, covered with only a white cloth, and the rain hit the car, leaving it in a mess.

Concubine Ling looked at the cart in the distance and asked, "Are you all ready?" ”

Yaqin said: "According to your instructions, a thin coffin has been prepared outside the palace, and the servants have sent someone to find the top of the mountain, and they can be buried in the soil today." ”

Concubine Ling's eyes were distant and deep, and she sighed: "It's a pity that she can't be transported back to her hometown, so she can only be buried alone, and she can't even write a tombstone." ”

Yaqin sighed: "The Lu family has committed a taboo, everyone in the palace avoids it, Niangniang, you can give her a thin coffin, which is the greatest comfort to her." ”

"The world in the palace is hot and cold, can we still see less?" Concubine Ling smiled and said, "Let's go, go back to the palace." ”