No matter how stunned Erya was, Queen Jiang, who had not seen her for a day, finally came late when the lights were lit.

Seeing the appearance of everyone in the palace, she already understood the situation in the delivery room.

Mingyue stood in the courtyard of Changchun Palace, looking up at the night sky, only three days away from August 15, and the moonlight was gone.

At this moment, Mingyue deeply realized that the palace was indeed a place to eat people, and when Xiao Chongyuan was there, there were still people in Changchun Palace to shelter them from the wind and rain, and in the future, what was left?

Sleep. Sleep!

The next day, the morning province was not in the Zhishan Palace, but was postponed for an hour and placed in the Taikang Palace. This is also the second time that everyone in the harem has met the Queen Mother after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

As soon as she entered the Taikang Palace, Aunt Songjing, who had not been seen for a long time, was here, and she also brought the message of the Queen Mother: "Queen, Xiao Chongyuan's death and the loss of a son with a beauty are all faults of the Middle Palace." ”

Queen Jiang Yu replied: "The concubines should ask the temple to punish themselves." ”

At this time, Mu Mu's bright moon realized that she found Fang Chuxia's figure in the crowd. What happened to Fang Chuxia? Why do you lose your son?

Before she could chase Zhou Fuling and ask, Gong E had already led everyone into the main hall.

Empress Dowager Jiang was as dignified and majestic as ever, and the yellow door beside her spoke:

"Chongyuan Xiao's temperament is soft, respectful and cautious, respectful and cautious, generous and peaceful, when the title Mu is called, it is for Concubine Mu Liang."

In just one sentence, Xiao Wan'er has been completely erased from the world, and only the three words of Concubine Mu Liang remain.

Waiting for the concubines to bow again, the queen mother spoke: "The emperor's eldest son's name is Li Ze, and his adoptive mother is Concubine Liu De." ”

The emperor's eldest son, Dangze, was the world, which meant that Empress Dowager Jiang had high hopes, but who was Concubine Liu De?

Everyone thought about it, and then they were shocked, there was only one person surnamed Liu in the harem, and that was Liu Ziyu, the maid of Concubine Mu Liang in the past. Unexpectedly, she was only a palace maid, but she was fortunate enough to raise the eldest son of the emperor, and she was afraid that her identity was not worthy, so she was specially mentioned as a concubine.

Everyone only thought that Ziyu had won the shadow of Concubine Mu Liang, but Mingyue knew that this was just superficial work, although Ziyu was nominally the emperor's eldest son and adoptive mother, but the prince's daily upbringing was probably handled by the queen mother herself, and what she wanted was just this righteous name.

"Concubine Liu De moved to the main hall of Yikun Palace."

Yikun Palace is the closest to Taikang Palace.

"As for the talented people, move ......"

"The Queen Mother! Leave Changchun Palace to her. Li Shu, the Son of Heaven who had not been seen for many days, appeared at this moment, and he never refuted the Queen Mother, but he personally spoke for Mingyue.

Empress Dowager Jiang glanced at the Son of Heaven, Mingyue thought that she would be thunderous and angry, but after a long time, she heard it: "Then Mingcai Jieyu will be in charge of the affairs of Changchun Palace." ”

Since she broke into the delivery room yesterday, Mingyue has been ready to be rejected by the Queen Mother. And because he knew the secret, he was afraid that he would be sent out from afar like Xie Shan. Not giving a cup of poisonous wine was already in the face of the Ming family, but no one expected that the Son of Heaven would speak for Mingyue.

And the Queen Mother agreed.

Is this sure that Mingyue will keep her mouth shut? Still don't see that Mingyue knows?

When the dust settled, the Queen Mother mentioned again: "If you lose a child with a beauty, you will be promoted to She Jieyu." ”

Mingyue returned to Changchun Palace in a daze, Concubine Mu Liang stopped in her Hua Palace, looking at the white cloth curtains, Mingyue suddenly thought of a sentence "The peach is dying, scorching its flower, and it is suitable for its room."

The low-ranking concubines left after the incense, and Mingyue knelt on the futon for a while. I thought of that heavy rain in April.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Ziyu was packing up his things, and there was no sadness or joy on his face, and when Mingyue approached, he said: "I won't go to the morning province in the future, just as the harem is without me, I will take Erya with me, and find a good opportunity to send her out of the palace in the future." ”

Mingyue nodded.

Ziyu then laughed: "If you want to find me, go to Longquan Palace, and I will pray for His Royal Highness and you there." ”

By the time Ziyu was sent away, it was already afternoon, Mingyue was sitting on the railing on the side of the porch, Fang Chuxia had already asked Bai Lu to inquire, but he couldn't hear any news, I was afraid that he would have to wait for Fang Chuxia to get better before he could see the guest.

For a while, Mingyue didn't know where to go.

"Why didn't you go in?"

Mingyue looked up, I don't know when the Son of Heaven came to Changchun Palace, and at this time he was standing in the courtyard looking at the old tree.

Mingyue came down from the railing and greeted her: "In a few days." ”

The Son of Heaven said: "Don't change its Hua Palace. ”

Mingyue nodded.

Concubine Mu Liang didn't ask anyone at that time, but asked if His Majesty was not there, I'm afraid that the friendship between the two is not as plain as others guessed.

And the Son of Heaven also did the ultimate he could. Its Huadian will always be his Wan's Qihuadian.

A person's real demise is when everyone doesn't remember, just like that cluster of apricot blossoms, no one will remember it anymore.

Because of the collision of blood and qi, Concubine Mu Liang only stopped for three days, and then she was buried in the concubine's mausoleum. Ziyu and Erya came for three days, and then it was difficult to see them in the harem, but in a few words from everyone, they would still hear Concubine Liu Defei and the emperor's eldest son.

Mingyue said goodbye to Fang Chuxia It was nine days later, the weather was just right that day, Fang Chuxia was holding a book and reading by the window, next to it were a few candied fruits, seeing Mingyue's visit, Fang Chuxia's pale face with a little smile: "Why are you here?" ”

Mingyue glanced at her: "What else are you hiding from me?" Hurry up. ”

Fang Chuxia smiled: "For example, my eyes are getting more and more blurry? ”

Mingyue was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Fang Chuxia put down the book in his hand and said indifferently: "It's nothing, when I was a child, I also looked at my eyes with blurred vision day by day." ”

Seeing that Fang Chuxia avoided talking about it, Mingyue set her eyes on Qinghao, and the girl couldn't bear to look at her master anymore, but just pointed to her lower abdomen.

Squinting at it, seeing that Mingyue wanted to speak and stopped, Fang Chuxia said first: "Compared to Concubine Mu Liang, I am already very good, you see, I am only sixteen." ”

Although Fang Chuxia said it easily, but her red and swollen eyes betrayed herself, the child was gone, how could she be indifferent as a mother, not to mention this sudden aggravation of the eye disease, I am afraid that she has cried in the dark I don't know how many times, but she still has to put on a good appearance in front of others, so as not to worry others.

No wonder Zhou Poria couldn't say why, only said that Fang Chuxia suddenly had abdominal pain and red in the early morning, and then fell into the fetus. Even if the queen and the imperial doctor were there, they couldn't be saved.

Mingyue picked up the book that Fang Chuxia had put down just now, and sure enough, it was Tian Xuanji's book of poems: "I'll read it to you." ”

On the page that Fang Chuxia opened, Mingyue read: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. I hope people will ...... for a long time," Fang Chuxia closed his eyes and listened.

"Gathering and scattering is in a hurry, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's red. It's a pity that next year the flowers will be better, I know who to ...... with"

With wisps of female voices, the bright moon gradually rises.

September is coming.