Du Xiaomeng fell in love with Fulin, he is no longer a high-ranking emperor, and he is no longer an ancient man three hundred years ago. He's just her lover.

And in her heart, the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang is just her mother-in-law. When thinking like this, I go to Xiaozhuang every day to ask for peace, so that I don't feel so reluctant and stressed. She always went with a smile, shh After middle age, Xiaozhuang was slightly blessed, and she taught her to do some yoga, and apply a mask with cucumber, egg white, honey, and pearl powder.

Xiaozhuang has a pimple in his heart for Concubine Dong E, seeing that she is always so virtuous and wise, not only did she serve her illness with all her heart last time, but also tried her best to please her on weekdays, which made her want to be angry but couldn't get angry. What's more, speaking from the heart, Xiaozhuang was originally a generous and virtuous queen mother. Therefore, the two talked and laughed and got along harmoniously.

Xiaomeng often feels lucky, fortunately she didn't travel to the dynasty of the Empress Dowager Cixi, that vicious and arrogant old woman is really terrible. If he was Emperor Guangxu's beloved concubine, I am afraid that life would be miserable, and in the end he would have to be thrown into the cold palace and thrown into a dry well. It's dangerous! It's dangerous!

The thought of this made her feel content. Moreover, Fu Lin has always been out of the court recently, or as soon as she finishes dealing with the important affairs of the court, she pretends to be angry and asks: "Why does the emperor come every day recently?" Why didn't you see you in the two months when the concubine was sick? It's because the concubine is in better health now and can play with you, the emperor came, how annoying the sick look should be, it can be seen that the emperor is very selfish and doesn't really love the concubine. ”

Fu Lin smiled awkwardly: "Aifei, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Isn't it?" Xiaomeng asked, pouting and walking to the window.

Fu Lin leaned over her ear and whispered, "I want to tell the truth, don't you be angry?" ”

"Well, you say, I'm not angry."

"Because I've found another concubine." Fulin smiled evilly,

"You! Hum! Xiaomeng pushed him away, and now, he was really angry. Before, she could not care, but now that she is in love with him, he is her veritable husband, and the thought of him going to find another woman can't help but be jealous and unable to restrain herself. She blushed and didn't know what to do, so she ran out.

Fulin froze in place, what's going on? He had never seen Concubine Dong E so out of shape, and he couldn't help but chase him out.

Xiaomeng ran against the wind, and he didn't know where he was running, aimlessly, just kept moving forward.

"Aifei, Aifei, don't run......... ......... Concubine"

Xiaomeng heard the shouting behind him and ran faster. Boom, she fell, and fell heavily to the ground. The palace shoes of the Qing Dynasty were high and difficult to wear, and it took a lot of time for Xiaomeng to get used to it, so running so fast made her feet sore and sore, how could she not fall?

"Ai Concubine. Are you okay? Did the fall hurt? Where did the fall hurt? Tell me. Fu Lin picked her up and asked anxiously, his tone full of pity. turned her over, and suddenly found that her pretty face was covered with rain, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

Xiaomeng shook his head, looked at the boy in front of him through hazy teary eyes, and said quietly: "If you are not the emperor, how good it would be!" ”

This sentence gently penetrated into Fu Lin's heart, and Fu Lin stared at her, oh, this lovely little woman, what a confidant of his fan. Fu Lin stared at her affectionately, and Xiaomeng also looked up at him affectionately. At this moment, they have the same heart.

Fu Lin took her hand and said softly, "Go, I'll show you a poem." ”

They passed through a palace courtyard and came to the Heart Cultivation Hall. The East Warm Pavilion is one of the study rooms of Fulin.

"Concubine Ai, you see, I've been wanting you to come and see it since I wrote it."

On the bookcase, a handsome brush lettering. Xiaomeng looked down and saw that it was the famous "Praise Monk Poem" written by Emperor Shunzhi:

The world is like a mountain from the forest, and the bowl is everywhere for the king's meal,

Gold and white jade are not expensive, but robes and shawls are difficult.

I am the lord of the earth, mountains and rivers, worried about the country and the civil troubles,

36,000 days in a hundred years, less than half a day of leisure for monks.

When you come, you are confused, and when you are confused, you walk back in the world,

Who was I before I was born, and who I was after I was born.

It's me when I grow up, but who is it when I close my eyes and my eyes are hazy?

It's better not to come and not to go, to be happy when you come, and to be sad when you go.

Joys and sorrows are full of labor, and who knows if there is a day of leisure.

If you can solve the monk's family affairs, it is not too late to turn back.

There is no better place in the world than a monk, carefree and comfortable,

He eats clearly and tastes in his mouth, and often wears a hundred clothes on his body.

The guests from all over the world are all because of the long-cherished Bodhi.

All of them are real Arhats, and they are all third-class clothes.

Rabbits and birds fly back and forth, don't be scheming,

A hundred years of world affairs and three more dreams, a game of chess.

Yu opened Jiuzhou soup and released it, and Qin swallowed the six Han ascended the throne,

How many heroes in ancient and modern times, lying on the north and south hills.

The yellow robe took off and changed into a purple robe, just for a bad thought back then,

I am a son of the West, why was I born in the emperor's family?

Eighteen years of not free, the south and the north to ask for a while,

I want to leave and go back to the mountain, who cares about the thousands of autumns and thousands of autumns?

Xiaomeng read it again, and felt the same way in his heart, praised the "good poem", and sighed: It turned out that he was the first reader of this poem. Fu Lin took her hand and sat down, snuggled up to her and said, "Concubine Ai is right, how good it would be if I wasn't the emperor." I have been at the age of six, and this emperor has worked so hard. Everything is not autonomous, state affairs are controlled by Dorgon, and the marriage is in charge of the emperor's mother, and I am not as good as a monk to come and go freely. Since I came into power, I have always wanted to do something for the people of the world, promote the good and eliminate the disadvantages, and also want to stabilize the world and unify it as soon as possible. However, there are endless cases of fraud in the science field, the Southern Ming Dynasty has not been leveled, the treasury is empty, and there is a huge shortage of soldiers' salaries. All kinds of things make me exhausted and exhausted. ”

Xiaomeng looked at the boy in front of him sincerely, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, please don't be discouraged. I heard the concubine say, you have done a good job, the emperor is a good emperor, at least the emperor has done six great things and will leave a name in history. ”

"Oh, which six? Aifei said to listen to it. ”

Xiaomeng recalled what was summarized in the history books, and said slowly: "First, the emperor did not destroy the palace of the Ming Dynasty, but moved the capital to Beijing. Which founding emperor in history did not destroy the palace of the previous dynasty, which is really a pity and a shocking thing. And the emperor did not do this, and later generations will record the emperor's wise move. second, to capture Nanjing and unify the Central Plains; Third, exempt from the three salaries, promote the advantages and eliminate the disadvantages; fourth, be kind to Mongolia; Fifth, punish corruption and rectify the rule of officials; Sixth, promote literature and religion, and be friendly to Han people. ”

Fulin thought silently, laughed, and he was back to being the sunny boy with his eyebrows fluttering.

"Aifei, you are the only one who doesn't dislike me so much, and you speak me so well. I am in the eyes of the emperor, but I am useless. ”

"No, the emperor is extremely powerful and intelligent, and the emperor knows this. It's just that the Queen Mother can't say it, she can only spur the emperor and make the emperor more perfect. ”

Fu Lin hugged her excitedly: "Concubine Ai is really a lovely child given to me by God, and you have always surprised me recently. ”

Xiao Meng smiled slightly and said: "The emperor also surprised the concubines, write such poems, can you tell the truth to the concubines, does the emperor really not want to be the emperor?" If this is the case, Xiaomeng hopes that he and Fulin will be an ordinary couple in the 21st century. Unfortunately, this is something that cannot happen.

"No, I don't want to. Aifei knows, why ask knowingly? ”

"Don't say anything else, is the emperor really willing to give up your three palaces and six courts?" Xiaomeng said with a smile.

"Willing, willing, I only need to be as graceful as one. I never thought that I had always been generous and Wanru knew how to be jealous, which is very good, but I like it. ”

Xiaomeng's heart tingled, and it made her sad even more than the sour and jealous feeling just now. Wanru? In Fu Lin's eyes, what he saw was Wanru; In Fulin's heart, he loves Concubine Dong E. Who is Du Xiaomeng? Fulin never knew. Du Xiaomeng never existed, only her sad heart.

Xiaomeng muttered: "Who was me before I was born, and who am I after I was born." It's me when I grow up, but who is it when I close my eyes and my eyes are hazy?

It's better not to come and not to go, to be happy when you come, and to be sad when you go. ”

Yes. Who is she? Is it Du Xiaomeng? Or Concubine Dong E?

Fulin hugged her tightly and listened to her recite his verses blankly, a touch of sadness on his face.

When I looked up, I suddenly saw Xia He looking for a bowl of soup and medicine. She curtsy and saluted: "Slaves and maids see the emperor and the mother." Qi Emperor, the time for the mother to take medicine has come. ”

Du Xiaomeng suddenly felt sorry for himself. She didn't get the emperor's heart, but she got Concubine Dong E's sick body. For the sake of the emperor, she longs for herself to be healthy.

Fu Lin took the decoction and said, "Come, concubine, I will feed you." Xiaomeng really let him feed her bite by bite. Xia He watched from the sidelines, pursing his lips and smiling all the time. She is a mother, and since she was seriously ill, she has become more willful.

After feeding Fu Lin, he instructed the eunuch standing outside the Heart Cultivation Palace: "Go and order the food." Then he instructed Xia He: "Go and sharpen the ink for me." ”

Fu Lin said: "Aifei, I haven't talked about books and paintings with you for a long time, today, let's paint, okay?" ”

Xiaomeng knew that this young man was extremely intelligent, and the regent Dolgon deliberately did not let him study, and after the fourteen-year-old pro-government, he began to work hard in order to deal with national affairs. Because of his talent and hard work, in just a few years, he is a master of calligraphy and painting, and he is both excellent at Confucianism. Hearing that this young son of heaven once studied until he vomited blood, Xiaomeng couldn't help but admire him in his heart.

And he and Concubine Dong E are a perfect match, and Concubine Dong E's attainments in calligraphy and painting are quite profound. In this regard, Xiaomeng is ashamed of herself, although Du Moran is a painter, she can also draw a few strokes since she was a child, and the level is up for debate. Besides, a person's personality can be changed, and the calligraphy and painting techniques are like handwriting that are about difficult to change, and I am afraid that the painting will be exposed.

So Xiaomeng dragged it out because he was unwell, and he just wanted to watch him paint. Fu Lin was not reluctant, and when Xia Hemo was polished, he drew a picture of crossing the buffalo with his finger threads. I had heard that Emperor Shunzhi's thread painting technique was unprecedented, and Xiaomeng couldn't help but be happy when he saw it with his own eyes. In fact, since childhood, although Xiaomeng is not very good at painting, he basically knows how to appreciate calligraphy and painting. She did not hesitate to praise the blessings, praising the blessings as unprecedented and unprecedented.

On this sunny noon, Fulin and Xiaomeng ate together, and between chatting and laughing and eating, those vague thoughts were gradually evaporated by the sun. Xiaomeng is an optimistic and cheerful girl, as long as she thinks that she and Fulin only have two years left in this world, then if she can stay by her most beloved boy for these two years, she knows enough.

After the meal, Xiaomeng casually took a book on the bookcase and read it, opened it, and it was all in traditional Chinese. Although she has a certain literary attainment, it is not difficult to read carefully, but after all, she cannot arouse much interest.

The eunuch reported to the king of Lijun Yue Le to see him. Fulin glanced at Xiao Meng, and Xiao Meng understood: "Since there are state affairs, the concubine retired first." ”

Fu Lin said: "Concubine Ai will go back to Chengqian Palace first, and I will look for you later." Then he ordered the eunuch: "Pass." ”

Xiaomeng returned with Xia He. I lowered my head and walked slowly, and suddenly heard someone calling for my sister behind me. Looking back, it turned out to be Concubine Ke and her maid. Concubine Ke saw the imperial concubine and gave a gift. Xiao Meng hurriedly pulled her up and said, "Sister doesn't have to be polite, where are you going?" ”

"I just came back from the queen's place, and I was looking for my sister."

"Let's go together."

"Oh, no, since I happened to meet my sister, I can just chat here for a while, and later, my sister will rush to the palaces?"

"How?"

"The tenth day of the first month of next month is the birthday of the Queen Mother, and the concubines are busy informing the palaces to prepare gifts for the Queen Mother. Sister, please also take it to heart and consider it yourself. As for the wine banquet and program, sister, you have experience in hosting, can you give my sister some advice. ”

"Oh, I don't dare. There is nothing to say about this palace, this palace believes in the ability of my sister, and you will definitely do better than this palace. As for preparing gifts, thank you sister for the reminder. Hongu knows. ”

"Oh well. My sister quit. ”

"Please."

Xiaomeng smiled. Looking at Concubine Ke's figure curling away, I thought that it was really difficult for the eldest wife and the younger wife to become real friends. Then he cheered again: Ah, the Queen Mother is going to have a birthday! That must be hilarious. It's so good, I really hope to come soon on the tenth day of the first month of next month, and have a lively scene, otherwise, it's really boring to stay like this all day, and it's really boring to stretch out your hands and eat to open your mouth and have nothing to do.

Xiaomeng shook his handkerchief and turned around happily, causing Xia He to shout: "Niangniang, watch your body." ”

Little Dream grinned and jumped forward. The more anxious Xia He became, the more Xiaomeng wanted to tease her, and turned around a few times briskly.

Suddenly, she heard the terrible call again: "Son, where are you?" Son, where are you? ……”

Passing through that palace wall, it is Ningshou Palace. Xiaomeng suddenly felt sad, the birthday of the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang will be held lively, on the other hand, the princess, who will remember her birthday? The greatest sorrow in life is the loss of a husband in a young man and a son in middle age, and the women who can't bear these grief and collapse are even more pitiful. She turned around and instructed Xia He: "Xia He, I'll go and see Concubine Tai, you go back to Chengqian Palace and bring the two boxes of dim sum given to me by the emperor for Concubine Taigui to eat." ”

"Mother, isn't that good?" Xia He hesitated and persuaded: "Let's leave the concubine alone, the concubine will hurt people, if you hurt the mother, how can it be good?" ”

"Don't worry, it won't."

When Xiaomeng saw the concubine, she was already quiet, unkempt, her eyes glazed, her dirty handkerchief in her mouth, and she was wandering around the courtyard. Xiaomeng called out closely: "Eniang." She didn't hear it, and Xiaomeng shouted again.

This time, there was a reaction, and the concubine looked back at her blankly. But he lowered his head again, and kept it low, almost to the ground, and his eyes were wide open, as if he were looking for something. Xiaomeng sighed, stepped forward and helped her into the house, let her sit on a chair, and then went into the house to search for a long time and found a comb.

"E-niang, I'll help you comb your hair." The concubine did not refuse, and was as quiet as a kitten. Xiaomeng combed it twice and found that her hair was dry and knotted, dirty. That's it, that's it, help people to the end.

"Eniang, I think I'd better help you wash your hair and take a shower first." Xiaomeng went to the well to fetch water, boiled the water, and then mixed it with cold water until the huge bath bucket was full. Xiaomeng was a little struggling to do these things, her weak body seemed reluctant to do these physical tasks, she covered her heart and gasped from time to time, and occasionally pounded her tail vertebrae, which was sore and painful.

"Eniang, the bath water is ready, you can wash it. Is it OK to undress yourself? ”

The concubine looked at the steaming bucket full of water, like looking at an old friend who had been absent for a long time, and her eyes were hazy. Concubine Taigui glanced at Xiaomeng carefully, and actually took off her clothes very obediently. Xiaomeng quickly turned around and closed her eyes shyly.

Suddenly, I heard the concubine shouting: "Ah, dead girl, you want to burn me to death." Xiaomeng looked back, and was greeted by a splash of water, soaking a large piece of the placket. Xiao Meng didn't bother to wipe it, and reached out to probe the temperature of the water, it was indeed hot, but it was far from unbearable. The concubine lost her temper and tried her best to slap the water, splashing everywhere.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll get another bucket of water right away." Xiaomeng hurriedly ran out and fetched another bucket of water and added it. The concubine smiled with satisfaction.

Xiaomeng helps her wash her hair. Change your clothes after washing. Xiaomeng helped her to sit in the hall. In fact, the whole hall is a mourning hall. The white veil is hung all over the house, and the Taoist talisman is also pasted all over the house, it has been so long, and this arrangement is really a bit scary and eerie.

Xiaomeng carefully helped her comb her hair. Combing and combing, Taiguifei's eyes suddenly lit up, and she turned around in surprise and grabbed Xiaomeng's hand and said, "Ah! I remember, I remember who you are, Wanru? You are Wanru, my good daughter-in-law, great, you are here, you are back, we are waiting for you. You see, you see. At this moment, she seemed to be extremely awake, and grabbed Xiaomeng's hand tightly and clamped it in her arm and grabbed it in front of Bogol's spiritual seat.

"Bogol, your Fujin came to see you, happy no, she also helped Eniang take a bath and wash her hair, she must regret it, she must regret entering the palace, she is still thinking about our mother, look at it, look at it......"

Xiaomeng shrank back in fear.

At this moment, a force suddenly ripped her away, threw her aside, and she staggered back against a chair. An angry face appeared in front of her. Yes, it's the emperor, God, why is Fulin so angry?

"Why? Why did you come here? Who are you visiting? Are you still worried? Is it? I don't know, but you still think about a dead man. You have such a weak body, and you will still come to help her bathe and wash her hair, you will really worry, you are really filial! Fu Lin roared, and his voice was fierce. For the first time, he was angry with her.

"Your Majesty, listen to my explanation! You are mistaken! Xiaomeng was also anxious.

"Misunderstanding? Is this also a misunderstanding? He threw the two boxes of dim sum in his hand on the ground and sneered: "Hmph, I can't even give these two boxes of tribute dim sum to the emperor's mother, so I just want to leave it to you. Isn't it really filial piety? If I hadn't gone to Chengqian Palace to look for you, and I met Xia He who was coming to you with these two boxes of snacks, I wouldn't have known that you were here? It's not the first time. ”

"Hahaha, hahaha," Tai Guifei suddenly laughed, and at this moment her voice became extremely clear, as if she was suddenly normal: "Of course it's not the first time, my good daughter-in-law often comes to see me, when can't she come?" It's the emperor, don't come to this Ningshou Palace, the ancestors have custom, and the emperor can't see the widows of the first emperor. Have you forgotten, Your Majesty? Hahaha. ”

Xiaomeng was stunned, God! This is too noble, is she really crazy? Or is it fake madness?

Fu Lin's face was blue and blue, Xiao Meng was scared when she saw it, she grabbed Fu Lin's sleeve, and tears rolled down: "Your Majesty, don't be angry, I, I just sympathize with her, I have no other thoughts, really no." ”

Fu Lin stared at her, his eyes were sharp, and it hurt Xiaomeng's heart, and he said word by word: "Sympathy? How can there be sympathy without feelings? ”

After Fu Lin finished speaking, he strode out of Ningshou Palace with a straight face, leaving behind his tearful little dream. Xia He, who was not at ease, had already chased after Ningshou Palace, she saw the scene in front of her, and stepped forward to support Xiaomeng speechlessly: "Niangniang, let's go back." ”

Xiao Meng nodded, and with Xia He's support, she walked out of Ningshou Palace step by step, and glanced back at Concubine Taigui, she saw that she was smiling treacherously. Xiaomeng shivered inexplicably.

Suddenly the rain poured down. At noon, the sun was still shining, and she and Fu Lin were talking, laughing and happy, but in the afternoon, they became such a climate and such a mood. Xia He urged Niangniang to run quickly, but Xiaomeng still walked slowly, sighing that life is impermanent, just let this rain rain, let's go down, it will rain heartily. As a result, this willfulness, Xiaomeng became ill again. was splashed by the water of the concubine, and then drenched by the heavy rain, of course the already weak body could not support it.

Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. Cough, fever, nasal congestion, and many days of repeated and not getting better. The imperial doctor came to take a look, and the queen mother couldn't go to ask An for leave. But the emperor was there, and Xiaomeng told him that he couldn't let Fulin know. She didn't want Fulin to come to see her because she was sick, she wanted Fulin to come to see her just because he missed her. But can a person who is an emperor understand such thoughts?

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, since ancient times the king has been moody, this time the little dream is really understood. But Xiaomeng still thinks that he has done nothing wrong. Regardless of whether Concubine Taigui is really crazy or fake crazy, or half-crazy and half-stupid, she ended up like this, Fulin and Concubine Dong E have to bear some responsibility, anyone with a conscience will feel uneasy, won't Fulin feel uneasy? Could it be that he is the emperor and can do whatever he wants? Xiaomeng just wants to atone for the two of them.

Many days have passed, and Fulin has never been to Chengqian Palace. These days and nights seem unprecedentedly long. Walking alone in the cold palace, the spring cold is precipitous, she hugged her arms tightly, missing the warmth in the dream cabin, and burst into tears. Sometimes Hou stubbornly wiped his tears, made fun of himself, and actually wanted to fall in love with an emperor. How can it be so naïve? should have understood: Even if the infatuation is like Shunzhi, the most infatuated emperor who has never been seen before or after will not think that there should be equal love between the emperors and concubines.

One day, Dongmei came back angrily, saying that she had met several concubines and nobles' maids, and they all proudly showed off in front of her, and the emperor had spent the night with their masters these days. Concubine Dong E's neglect made everyone happy, and once people who were usually too frustrated became proud, they would get carried away. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are all angry.

Xiaomeng didn't say a word, and his heart sank to the bottom. Suddenly, her heart tightened, her throat was hot, and a mouthful of thick phlegm spit out, no, it was not thick phlegm, it was a mouthful of thick blood, blood red and blood-red, so red that her eyes were black and she fainted.