"Love the concubine, love the concubine." Vaguely gentle and affectionate whispers, anxious, and constantly calling.

Du Xiaomeng slowly opened his eyes, and an incomparably handsome face appeared in front of him with a look of concern. Who's this? Du Xiaomeng was a little confused. Where is this? As soon as the handsome guy in front of him saw that he woke up, he immediately smiled with relief, and after a while, he regained his nervous and anxious look: "Aifei, it's great that you're awake, you frightened me, I thought I would never see you again." ”

I? Calling yourself me? Is it filming? Why are you wearing Qing Dynasty clothes? This hat, inlaid with precious stones, this robe, the yellow satin is embroidered with a dragon, God, is this the dress of the Qing Dynasty emperor? I have seen a lot on TV, Du Xiaomeng has watched "Kangxi Dynasty", in which Chen Daoming is dressed like this, very handsome. But is this true? Or are you filming?

She put her hand against her forehead, her head hurt, she wanted to stand up, but she suddenly lay back down,—— she couldn't sit up, she suddenly found that her body was unimaginably weak, her whole body ached, she just wanted to stand up and sit down - such a small action actually made herself cough and wheezing. What's even more unexpected is that this kid who calls himself me actually leaned over and hugged himself tightly, and whispered in his ear with pity: "Concubine Ai, don't move, take good rest, don't be sad, we are still young, in the future, I will have many princes with you, for me, you must take care of yourself, I still have to let you take care of it, you can't leave me alone, I don't allow you to be sad anymore, don't let you have anything, don't allow!" Don't! ”

Du Xiaomeng's face was red, he had never been hugged so tightly by a boy, let alone a strange boy. She pushed him away, but her resistance seemed very slight due to her weakness. The emperor thought that the concubine was still indulging in the pain of losing her child, so he didn't think it was different.

"Ai Fei, I will definitely give the emperor a beautiful funeral, he is my first son, I want to crown him 'Prince Heshuo Rong', Ai Concubine rest assured, these things, I will do it, you just need to take care of your body one day earlier, I am comforted." Sadness and tenderness were written all over his handsome face, and his slightly magnetic voice was affectionate, and for a moment, Du Xiaomeng was almost intoxicated by this dream-like situation.

But he stood up, and suddenly changed to another majestic and incomparably lofty look and tone and instructed the palace maids and eunuchs: "Serve the Hou Niangniang well!" Summoning the imperial doctor, prescribe some supplements for the mother to make in the imperial dining room. ”

"Yes." A room full of kneeling people.

"Wait for me to come back." The emperor turned around and said softly, and then walked out with his head held high.

Du Xiaomeng exhaled softly. She looked around, veils, palace lamps, screens, antiques, carved beams and paintings, a room of palace maids and eunuchs wearing flag uniforms, fools understood that this was the Qing Dynasty. But it doesn't seem to be filming, there are no cameras, no directors, no props, then, this is the real Qing Dynasty.

Yes! Du Xiaomeng had a flash of inspiration, could it be that he was crossing over, it was really an evil door, just about to write a time travel novel, he would first return to ancient times to experience life, who is arranging all this in the dark? How did you find me?

Hehe, Du Xiaomeng was suddenly so happy that he almost danced. If you come here, you will be safe, and it is not bad to go back to ancient times to have fun, how many people can have this kind of opportunity? It's a pity, I just don't know if I can travel back again, if I can, it would be better. She lifted the quilt slightly to look at herself, she was dressed in a vegetarian body, this body, so weak, it shouldn't be her own, she just had a little cold and lack of sleep, but such weakness seemed to be the result of long-term fatigue and illness.

Who are you? Love Concubine? Does he call himself a concubine, is he his concubine? So which of the twelve emperors of the Qing Dynasty was the emperor just now?

Du Xiaomeng looked at the handsome palace maid, judging from her words and deeds, she should belong to her personal servant. She was instructing another palace maid to invite the imperial doctor, and ordered another palace maid to go to the imperial dining room to bring a bowl of bird's nest, and poured a bowl of tea from the table to Du Xiaomeng: "Niangniang, let's drink a bowl of red date longan tea first to replenish qi and blood." ”

"I'm going to get up, I'm going to get up." Du Xiaomeng stretched out an arm to her.

The palace maid was obviously stunned: "Me? , you? ”

"Oh, it's the main palace, the main palace is going to get up." Du Xiaomeng hurriedly corrected it, fortunately, he has liked literature and history since he was a child, and he has also watched a lot of historical film and television dramas and books, and he basically has a general understanding of China's 5,000-year history.

"Yes, sissy." She helped Du Xiaomeng to the round table and sat down. Handed the tea in front of her.

Du Xiaomeng took a sip slowly and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Huh? The slave's name is Xia He. Xia He couldn't say the surprise, why didn't Niangniang even forget what her name was, it seemed that she was really sick.

"Has Hongu been sick for a long time?"

"Niangniang has been in a coma for two days, and the emperor has been in a hurry for the past two days, long live the lord who has been by Niangniang's side day and night, and has not gone anywhere?"

"Your Majesty? By the way, what is the era name today? ”

"Huh?! Mother, why did you even forget this. It's Shunzhi, and it's now the fifteenth year of Shunzhi. ”

"Shunzhi?" Du Xiaomeng suddenly realized, that was the Shunzhi Emperor just now? Fifteen years of Shunzhi? She quickly flipped through history in her mind, and with the degree to which the previous owner of this body was loved, could it be that she was??

"Is this palace Concubine Dong E?"

"Yes, mother, what's wrong with you? I forgot who I am, mother, don't you scare the slave? What about the Imperial Doctor? Why hasn't the Imperial Doctor come yet? Xia He's eager tone was filled with tears.

"Don't worry, this palace is fine, maybe, it's just that I'm sick and confused, and I can't think of it for a while. Why am I sick? ”

"Niangniang......" Xia He was so frightened that she cried when she heard Concubine Dong E's question.

"What's wrong? Say yes, say it's okay. Du Xiaomeng asked puzzled.

"Little prince, little prince, he unfortunately died of smallpox, and his mother fainted with grief, I don't know what to do, why did I forget it all?" Xia He fell to his knees, his heart was about to collapse, oh my God, Concubine Dong E has amnesia? Or is it crazy? What can I do about this? Xia He's Marquis Dong E's concubine has been for many years, almost grew up together, and followed her from the mansion of the Minister of the Interior to the mansion of Prince Xiang Bomu Bogol, and then to the palace, so many years, the two are like sisters, if the mother is really crazy, Xia He will die of sadness.

Du Xiaomeng recalled what Emperor Shunzhi said just now, and finally remembered some history. Concubine Dong did have a son who died 100 days after birth. Shunzhi loved the house and Wu, and even ignored the fact that there were already three princes in front of him, and said: "This is my first son". If this child does not die young, he will definitely be made the crown prince in the future, then there will be nothing to do with Kangxi, I am afraid that history will have to be rewritten.

"Bengu understands, don't panic, get up." Yes, Du Xiaomeng, who is as smart as a man, completely understands. The real Concubine Dong E fainted the moment she saw her son dying, and she should have gone to Huangquan Road to pursue her beloved son. And it so happened that her ghost, at the moment of the crash, jumped out of her body, traveled through time and space, attached to her body, and continued her life.

Is that the truth of history? Concubine Dong E's last two years or so were replaced by a woman in the 21st century. However, why is it Concubine Dong E, and not someone else?

Du Xiaomeng suddenly felt miserable, the historical Concubine Dong Jaw only lived for twenty-two years, and died in the seventeenth year of Shunzhi, if he really can't go back, and he doesn't know how to cross, then he will have to stay in the Qing Dynasty, but in this case, he can only live for more than two years, and he is still a sick patient for more than two years. History says that Concubine Dong E has been sick for three years after entering the palace. God! Don't play such jokes with me! Du Xiaomeng shouted in his heart: "Why are you playing tricks on me like this? If you want to cross, you have to find the right person! Even if you have to become the concubine of Shunzhi, you can also find that stupid queen, what Borzigit, that Empress Xiaohuizhang, she can live a long life, I heard that she lived to be seventy-seven years old, and the queen mother has been doing it for decades, so you can really enjoy the blessings of Qingfu and take a look at those things in the Kangxi Dynasty by the way. "It's a pity, it's hateful, it's a pity!"

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Xia He was frightened by the rich expression on Du Xiaomeng's face and the random words, and shook Du Xiaomeng vigorously.

"Ahh Du Xiaomeng was shaken awake. She came back to reality, pulled out her arm that was shaken, and comforted Xia He: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry." Hongu is really fine. ”

At this time, Xia He suddenly found a savior, and she abruptly left Du Xiaomeng to face the imperial doctor: "Quick!" Fast! Doctor Hu, please show your mother, you're talking nonsense, but what should I do? ”

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

The result of Dr. Hu's diagnosis was that he became ill due to overwork, loss of qi and blood, and excessive grief, resulting in damage to the spleen and spleen, which needed to be well regulated. Du Xiaomeng muttered in a low voice: "A bunch of nonsense, so I will also diagnose it." "Doctor Hu prescribed some tonic medicine for recuperation and retired.

At this time, the palace maid who went to the imperial dining room to serve bird's nest came back, Xia He took the bird's nest and handed the prescription prescribed by Imperial Doctor Hu to the palace maid to boil it on time. Du Xiaomeng said: "Xia He, you tell them all to go down, the palace needs to be quiet." There were two eunuchs standing at the door, and her every move was watched by irrelevant people, she was really not used to it.

Xia He waved his hand, and the eunuchs all went down. Du Xiaomeng was drinking bird's nest while his thoughts were fluttering.

She was homesick. She thought of her dream cottage, of everyone in the family who loved her, of the lovely mother Parsley, with whom she was so compatible, often going shopping together, partying together, and chatting nonsense together; Thinking about Lin Guozi who has always been in love with him, his simple kindness, reckless and rude, I feel so cute when I think about it at the moment, Lin Guozi has been her flower messenger since he was a child, as long as he stands beside her like a door god, no one dares to bully her, but unfortunately, no one dares to pursue her, although she looks so sweet; Thinking of the talented father again, in fact, the relationship between father and daughter is still very harmonious, I don't know what medicine I took wrong this morning, and I had an unpleasant quarrel with my father, if I had known that I would have run to the Qing Dynasty, I would not have talked to my father in that tone if I had killed her.

Thinking about it, Du Xiaomeng burst into tears, almost crying. She put down the trembling bird's nest in her hand, and couldn't eat a bite, and the freshness and excitement of her first discovery were completely gone.

Xia He hugged her tightly: "Niangniang, be sure to mourn." Be sure to mourn. ”

After crying for a long time, it was easy to hold back her tears, and Du Xiaomeng smiled sadly. Xia He mistook his grief for Prince Xiaorong, so let her mistakenly think it, after all, her current identity is Concubine Dong E, she can't be indifferent when her son dies, even if she pretends to be sad, she has to pretend to be sad for a while.

Du Xiaomeng is not a pretentious person, so she doesn't need to pretend, in her heart she actually sympathizes with Concubine Dong E, this famous virtuous concubine and Shunzhi love each other so much, but the son she gave birth to died in a hundred days, thinking about it, she also feels sour. What's more, Du Xiaomeng suddenly parted with his family for some reason, and he was really in a bad mood.

So, Du Xiaomeng didn't explain, the first month of the Forbidden City was cold to the bone, she lay back and shrunk into the quilt and stopped talking.

Suddenly, she remembered something: "Xia He, you show me the mirror." ”

The bronze mirror of ancient times is really not as clear as the modern mirror, and it is blurry, and a pale and pitiful little face appears in the copper mirror in the haze. The willow eyebrows are like daisies, the eyes are full of autumn waves, the nose is straight, the lips are small, and the graceful and pitiful look of a classical beauty. Du Xiaomeng was quite comforted, and sure enough, as the legend said, Concubine Dong E was a good woman with both talent and appearance.

Out of a woman's nature, Du Xiaomeng secretly compared Concubine Dong E with herself in the 21st century. In terms of beauty, it should be about the same; In terms of temperament, it is very different. Concubine Dong E is graceful and pitiful, while she is sweet, healthy, energetic, and looks a little eccentric. But who makes himself an Aquarius, it seems a little difficult not to be eccentric. She muttered again, and she made the mistake of muttering again.

Du Xiaomeng put down the bronze mirror and sighed, this appearance invisibly gave him a trace of comfort. She thinks that after Du Xiaomeng in the 21st century dies, usually the family will be sad for about a year or two, and then time will heal everything, and probably no longer be sad. Fortunately, Dad has Parsley's mother to take care of, and Brother Guozi will be able to marry someone else, and in a year or two, Dad and Parsley's mother will hold their grandchildren and raise them for a long time, how good is this.

Thinking of this, Du Xiaomeng's mood improved a little more. However, Concubine Dong E's body is really not good, she only got up twice, she felt tired, her bones were sore and painful, her body fell heavily, and when she fell, Du Xiaomeng's heart gradually became relieved and relieved. - The most important thing at the moment is to take care of her body, she doesn't want to be really on the sickbed for more than two years, and her hazy thoughts are gradually drifting and drifting, and she finally falls asleep.

When Du Xiaomeng woke up again, it was dark all around, and he blinked his eyes a few times, and slowly saw the overlapping yarn, the extinguished palace lamp, and the wisp of clear light that spilled in from the window through the gauze tent, oh, it was in the Qing Dynasty, and it was still in the Qing Dynasty. It's the middle of the night, isn't it? I actually slept for so long. The palace at midnight was so peaceful that it was even a little unspeakably terrifying.

She flipped it, intending to move her muscles and bones, but unexpectedly found that she couldn't turn over, and suddenly realized that one of the arms holding her was lying heavily across her neck. Du Xiaomeng felt that it was difficult to breathe, and subconsciously turned his head, and saw that handsome face again, at this moment he was sleeping deeply, his face was still tired, and his face was sad.

Ai Xin Jueluo. Fulin, this is the famous Shunzhi Emperor in history, the emperor with a strange personality, willful and infatuated, I didn't expect to be so handsome. Du Xiaomeng has always felt that the emperors of China's 5,000-year-old dynasties are ugly except for Emperor Guangxu, but he didn't expect that the portrait is not allowed, Shunzhi is actually so handsome, and so young, this year, he should only be twenty-one years old, in the eyes of people in the 21st century, he is too young, just entered the age of university, but he has been in power for seven years, it is really not simple.

Du Xiaomeng sighed, it is inevitable that he has a good impression of Fulin because of his appreciation of his appearance. Taking advantage of the clear moonlight and the tranquility of midnight, Du Xiaomeng appreciated the handsomeness of Fulin.

She gently untied his tight arm, and at the moment when she was about to move, Fu Lin woke up, her starry eyes were like a glow, and she was deeply affectionate. "Aifei, you're awake."

"No, you go away." Her face was red, her little heart was about to jump out, she had never been like this, she suddenly realized that her life in the Qing Dynasty was facing a threshold, that is, the relationship with Fulin, what should she do? Concubine Dong E is his favorite imperial concubine, his wife and concubine who lives and dies, but Du Xiaomeng is not, although this body is Concubine Dong E's, but her feelings, her thoughts, and her soul are all not!

When Fu Lin saw her like this, he said apologetically: "Are you angry? I walked away in the morning and suddenly you were angry? I came to see you once in the afternoon, and I also read the prescription prescribed by the Imperial Doctor. You were asleep, and you slept soundly, and you hadn't slept so well for a long time, so I couldn't bear to disturb you. ”

His affectionate tone softened her heart again, but she bit her lip and pushed him again. It's just that her resistance is very weak, and her body is originally so weak that she has no strength. So he was finally surprised: "You won't be angry because of this, you didn't play petty like this before." ”

This sentence reminded Du Xiaomeng that in the eyes of the emperor, she is Concubine Dong E, she can only be Concubine Dong E, can she tell him the truth? He must not understand, he must think he is crazy. Since God asked her to play this role, she's going to get into the play, isn't it? What's more, Fu Lin didn't hate it, on the contrary, he was unexpectedly good. Du Xiaomeng is an optimistic person after all, she is glad again,—— fortunately, she did not cross over to become Zhu Yuanzhang's concubine, Zhu Yuanzhang is a famous ugly monster.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is not angry, she is just sad, and she doesn't know what to do." Imitating the tone of the drama stage, a few words are actually said in a decent way.

Fu Lin sat up and said with pity, "I know, I don't blame you. The funeral is handled by me, you don't have to worry about it, and I don't want you to touch the scene again. All you need to do is heal well and recover as soon as possible. ”

Du Xiaomeng was relieved, it was best not to have to participate in the funeral. A baby lost her life at such a young age, Du Xiaomeng was also very sad, but it was out of humanitarian sympathy, after all, it was not her own dear flesh and blood, she couldn't feel the pain of breaking her liver and intestines, if she forced herself to cry and grab the ground, it would be a very embarrassing and false thing. It's better to get sick like this, and you can avoid it with a clear and straightforward attitude.

"If the concubines will meet, the emperor should also take care of the dragon body." This was a genuine concern, and she looked up at him.

Du Xiaomeng lowered his head, and was a little moved, although he knew that such affectionate words were not said to himself. She couldn't help but envy this woman named Wanru, in this life and this life, if she can get such a sincere love, she will really die without shock. Concubine Dong E, Concubine Dong E, what kind of woman can be treated so affectionately by the emperor.

Fu Lin walked over and sat next to him, took Du Xiaomeng's hand and said, "Wanru, it's not good for me." If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have just given birth to the prince and went to serve the decoction for the sick emperor's mother, and you didn't see each other for five days and nights; If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be the imperial concubine, and you would personally take care of the sick concubine. In order to avoid my worries, you fell ill from overwork. You are really my virtuous concubine, in terms of virtue, no one can compare with you, you persuaded me to be diligent in government affairs first in the world, I did it, you persuaded me to let the concubine rain and dew evenly, and I tried my best to do it. But I want you to know that only you are my life, and if you don't take good care of yourself, then what's the point of me living? You don't have to serve others, you just have to take care of yourself for my sake, understand? ”

Du Xiaomeng's nose was sour, and he couldn't help crying. There is no greater affection in the world than this. She raised her head to look at Fu Lin, her tears in her eyes revealing understanding and worship. This man deserves the love of all women in the world.