Minhua was terrified.

For the first time in my life, I was so scared.

She remembered the first time she met Zhao Qing, it was raining heavily that day, she somehow got angry and pushed her father's favorite concubine into the muddy water, and her father was furious and scolded her severely. She ran alone into the royal garden crying, drenched all over, shivering and squatting in the shade of the tree and crying.

Zhao Qing appeared at this time, he was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and she even remembered that the pattern on the paper umbrella was a few vigorous and powerful bamboos. Wearing a crimson robe and a crown of jade on his head, he walked slowly from the rain and mist, and asked her softly: "I recognize you, you are the princess of Minhua of the Scarlet Palace, do you want to hide under my umbrella?" ”

But so, I fell in love with him.

Sometimes, it is you singing in the garden, and I happen to hear your singing. Sometimes, it's you swinging there, and I happen to see your flowery smile. Sometimes, it is you who fall to the ground, and I unintentionally pass by and pick you up. Love isn't all thrilling and sultry, and many times it's just a little thing.

Minhua thought that she would never be moved again in this life, she was the most noble princess of the Great Song Dynasty, and who in the world could be worthy of her. But the moment Su Jihe helped her up in the snow, she was moved.

That feeling of being lost for a long time scared her and made her panic. She instinctively retreated, pushing him away, and she surrounded herself with a dense and solid heart wall, making herself indestructible.

The sky fluttered with small snowflakes, and Zhou Huaizheng ran over quickly, "Official, princess, look at it is going to snow again, please move back to the palace." ”

Zhao Zhen became interested, and said softly: "I want to take a walk." ”

Zhou Huaizheng knelt in the snow water, pleaded with a broken face: "Official, you can spare the slave, if the dragon body is cold, the queen mother will blame it, and the slave will not be able to eat and walk around." ”

Zhao Zhen ignored him and said in a deep voice: "You stay aside, otherwise, I will let you walk around without food now." As he spoke, he said to Minhua, "Do you want to go to the garden?" ”

Minhua was uncertain, and responded in a trance, following behind Zhao Zhen.

The two of them were thinking about what was on their minds, and they were silent all the way.

Zhao Zhen walked and walked unconsciously under the locust tree, in the heavy snow, the tree stood bare in the snow, the wind blew, and the snow fell on the dead branches. He looked up to see the back wall of Moran's residence, and saw that the window sash was closed, and the carved crossbar was covered with snow.

The cold wind was bitter, carrying snow particles, and the blowing became louder and louder, so that the human eye could not hold it open. Min Hua finally couldn't stand it anymore, and stomped his feet and said, "Sixth brother, let's go back to the palace, it's so cold." ”

Zhao Zhen came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Minhua, and saw that her face was red from the cold, shrunk in the snow hat, frowning slightly, pouting her mouth, as if she was still a naughty little lady who would beat her concubine with a stone at the age of seven or eight, he couldn't help but smile, reached out to help her straighten the snow hat and rabbit fur wind collar, held her shoulders, blocked the wind for her, stepped on the snow step by step, like an hour, protected her and cherished her, and gradually walked home, as if his heart was also stable.

Mo Lan hadn't seen Zhao Zhen for four or five days, his lower abdomen was always analgesic, and he was nauseous, so he didn't dare to tell others, so he just quietly held on. I went to see Zifei a few more times, and saw that a doctor was helping her diagnose and treat her, and her complexion was much better.

It turned out that after that day, Zhao Zhen issued an order to go to the northwest corner of the Forbidden Palace to buy a new Baoshou Cui and Pavilion, as a place to care for people suffering from diseases. More than a dozen medical women were specially allocated from the Imperial Pharmacy to either stay on call in the museum, or go to various palaces to diagnose and treat people suffering from diseases.

The holy decree spread all over the palace, and when the palace people heard it, they all rushed to tell each other, and they felt the emperor's grace was immense.

It has snowed heavily for more than ten days, and the pavilions and pavilions are covered with thick snow, and the palace people shovel snow day and night, and can only clean a few palace streets that the superiors often walk. Because the Queen Mother had a bad appetite, her lips were dry every day, and she refused to take medicine because of this, Minhua wanted to make some medicinal food for the Queen Mother to eat.

When it comes to eating, she doesn't believe in others, only Moran.

Mo Lan listened to what Minhua said, asked the Queen Mother about her symptoms, pondered for a while, and then said, "It's better to make Maimen Winter Drink for the Queen Mother." Cooked with Maimendong, Banxia, ginseng, licorice, japonica rice, and jujube, it can nourish the lungs and stomach, reduce adversity and neutrality, and the taste is also quite sweet. ”

Min Hua smiled: "You have even read medical books? ”

Mo Lan said respectfully: "I was on duty in Renming Hall before, and when I was free, I thought that longevity was the most important, so I learned some maintenance methods from the medical secretary. In fact, if the princess wanted to know this, it would be more appropriate to ask the royal doctor. ”

Minhua took Mo Lan's hand and said affectionately: "Ask them, the things that come out are bitter and astringent, where is the Queen Mother willing to eat them?" After a pause, he seemed to remember something, and first said "oops", and then said: "I came to Funing Palace, I was supposed to send seven cui soup to the sixth brother, and I almost forgot about your drink." Since he is discussing things in the Ninghui Palace, I will send the things and ask you how to cook the Maimendong drink when I come back. ”

Moran wanted to go out of the palace with the princess according to the rules, "The slave and maid will return to the tea ceremony first, and if the princess comes back, then send someone to call me." ”

Minhua was kind-hearted and stopped her and said, "You just stay in the hall, I'll come back when I go, the earth dragon is burned here, how warm it is." Mo Lan still refused, and Min Hua said, "If I come back and see that you are not in the temple, I will be angry." After speaking, he led the guard of honor to the Ninghui Palace.

Mo Lan stayed alone in the Funing Palace, she was not in front of the palace for many days, and saw that there were pen, ink, paper, inkstones, books, rings and other objects that Zhao Zhen commonly used on the royal table, so he carefully played with it in his hand, knowing that he had used it, and he also felt kind.

He remembered that day he whispered to her in the palace: "Moran, you should give birth to a prince for me." The sound was still in her ears, and she could still feel it. She stood quietly in the hall, carefully looking at the furnishings inside, all of them were tender. Seeing that there were half a pile of books on the royal table, since she was on duty in Renming Palace, she couldn't see the books placed indiscriminately, and at this time, she had nothing to do with her hands, so she picked up those books and put them in the bookshelf one by one.

was busy when he suddenly heard a pleasant voice behind him, and said slowly: "Since the official family is not here, how can there be a slave who serves tea and stays alone in the palace?" It seems that the chamberlains in front of the emperor are all itching. ”

Mo Lan was startled when he heard the voice, and hurriedly turned around to say goodbye, explaining: "Princess Minhua ordered the slave maid to wait for her here. ”

Yang Meiren raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I see, I still think you are here to break into the palace without permission." ”

Mo Lan hurriedly bowed down and said, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Yang Meiren helped the gilded filigree on her head and shook the pearl phoenix, and said coquettishly: "I just enjoyed the snow in Lingxu Pavilion, and I forgot the fox fur collar there, can you help me find it back?" ”

Moran was embarrassed, but he didn't dare to disagree, so he had to say respectfully: "Yes." ”

Lingxu Pavilion is not very far from Funing Palace, but it is in the middle of the garden, which is not considered a palace road, so few people go, and naturally no one clears the snow. The road is short, but the steps are difficult. When Mo Lan walked to the pavilion with a paper umbrella, there was no fur collar anywhere, and not even a single dead leaf was missing. She searched around the pavilion again, but there was still nothing, and everywhere she went, it was white.

She had no choice but to turn back to the hall, and before she could open her mouth, she saw Yang Meiren holding a tea cup in her hand, and fell hard against the Zhu wall, and the broken porcelain pieces splashed everywhere, Mo Lan couldn't dodge, and was scraped on the face by the porcelain pieces, and half of his face was bleeding at once. Mo Lan screamed, covered it with his hand, and before he could react, seven or eight palace people had poured into the hall.

Yang Meidao: "How is this slave clumsy, and I don't know how to serve in front of the emperor." ”

Moran had just walked half a way in the wind and snow, he was already shivering with cold, his blood seemed to be flowing backwards, and his hands and feet were numb. Seeing Yang Meiren say this, before she could defend herself, she was kicked and knelt on the ground by the palace people. The hall was covered with a thick carpet, which should have been soft, but the fine wool was covered with broken porcelain pieces, which penetrated deeply into her knees, and she instinctively cried out "pain", and wanted to get up from the ground, but was held down by the palace people.

Yang Meiren's personal maid was deeply satisfied, walked in front of Mo Lan, and first slapped her twice with all her strength, making her brain dizzy.

The wound on Moran's face seemed to be torn open, and his cheeks were burning with pain.

The maid said fiercely: "I am not careful to serve in front of the beauty, although you are a female official in front of the palace, you can't be so arrogant, when the official family comes back, the beauty must show the official family and punish you well." After speaking, he ordered someone to drag Mo Lan out of the hall and kneel in the snow, but before the palace people could do anything, they saw that Mo Lan had abdominal pain, his lips were purple, and he groaned and fell to the ground, and blood was already flowing from his legs.

Moran was in a trance, her whole body trembled, she was so painful that she couldn't speak anymore, and she vaguely felt as if something had left her body. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, wetting her sideburns.

She knew that the child was gone.

This child who fell from the sky and came in a hurry, this child she had suspected for a long time, speculated for a long time, and did not dare to confirm it, finally did not save it.

There were many times when she wanted to tell him, to tell him that she might have his child. The prince he wanted so much was miraculously conceived in her womb. However, whenever she wanted to speak, he would turn his face away coldly, not looking at her, not wanting to look at her. His eyes were so cold and piercing that she couldn't open her mouth. She was afraid that if, if she didn't guess right, if she didn't conceive a child at all, would he be even angrier, would he never ignore her again.

There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door, and she gradually lost consciousness, her eyes became more and more blurry, and her vision became more and more unclear, and finally, there was only chaos.

Minhua heard the noise in the Funing Hall from a distance, and when he walked into the hall, he saw Mo Lan lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his face pale, and his lower body bleeding, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Although she has never been in the world, she has been fighting openly and secretly in the harem, and she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she knows it very well in her heart. She had seen the eldest lady have a miscarriage with her own eyes, and this is exactly what happened.

She had vaguely known that the relationship between Mo Lan and Zhao Zhen was extraordinary, but it was not broken. Now that I see Moran like this, I understand it in my heart. She didn't like her father's favorite concubine when she was a child, and she didn't like Zhao Zhen's concubine when she grew up, but when she saw Mo Lan lying in a pool of blood, the tears in her eyes gushed out, she ran over and squatted beside her to look at her, but she didn't dare to hug her, for fear that just a little movement, Mo Lan would be heartbroken.

Minhua glared at Yang Meiren angrily, Yang Meiren was not afraid, the wicked person sued first, and defended: "This slave maid is not good at doing things, I just want to punish her, I don't want to ......" Before the words were finished, Minhua had already called the personal palace people of the Scarlet Palace, and Minhua knew that at this time, only his own people could believe it.

She ignored Yang Meiren, and only said to the personal palace: "You go to the Ninghui Palace to invite the official family, remember, no matter what, you have to invite him, just say ......" She paused, glanced at Mo Lan, whose face was distorted in pain, as if she felt empathy, and even her tone became more and more sad: "Let's just say that Mo Lan has a miscarriage." After speaking, he took out the princess's majesty and said sharply: "If this little thing can't be done, don't leave your dog alive." ”

The waiter only agreed, and he didn't even have time to hold an umbrella, so he only wore a snow hat and ran towards the Ninghui Palace.

When Yang Meiren heard the word "miscarriage", she was immediately devastated. If it is a miscarriage, with the relationship between Moran and the official family, it must be the dragon vein of the official family! She is young, and not long after entering the palace, she has been raised by her parents in the boudoir since she was a child, how can she see such a world. When she saw Moran flushing, she didn't even understand what was going on.

She sat down on the stool, and even Minhua announced the imperial doctor, and she didn't know how to carry Mo Lan back to her residence, so she followed the crowd in a daze, panicking. The last time Lindong had a miscarriage, how the official family treated Concubine Feng Xian, everyone in the palace knew. She is just a beauty, if she is demoted again, she is afraid that she will be no different from the palace maid.

Zhao Zhen was discussing with the ministers in the Ninghui Palace, he sat on the throne with the dragon's head, and the courtiers were all on both sides, sitting cross-legged on the underground cushion. Ninghui Hall is an important place, as early as the Taizong period, issued an order, so that idle people can not enter.

The princess's chamberlain had already arrived at the entrance of the palace, but was stopped by the pro-army guards, and she couldn't enter the Ninghui Hall at all. He remembered the princess's last cruel words, and knew that she could do it, and he didn't dare to slack off, and he gagged with the guards. Those guards are all on duty in front of the emperor, and wherever there is someone who can be accommodating, they always drive him away coldly.

The waiter hung his head and was about to go back to move the rescuers, when he saw a lady coming out of the small pavilion in the side hall with tea, and hurriedly shouted: "Xia Zhi Niangzi, Xia Zhi Niangzi." ”

Xia Zhi made new tea in the tea room and was about to bring it to the palace, when she heard someone calling her, and saw that it was the princess's attendant, she hurriedly braved the snow to greet her, and said politely: "What's the matter with you?" ”

The chamberlain said "oops", patted his legs, gasped, and said in a sharp voice: "The princess asked me to come to the official family to tell the official family, saying that Mo Lan had a miscarriage and was in the Funing Palace at this time." ”

When Xia Zhi heard this, she was so frightened that the teapot in her hand fell off, and she fell to the ground with a "bang". She didn't care about tidying up, and hurriedly walked to the main hall, seeing Zhou Huaizheng waiting under the corridor, thinking that the affairs of the Funing Palace, naturally she couldn't hide it from Zhou Dajian, so in his ear, she told him exactly what the princess's chamberlain said.

Zhou Huaizheng was also taken aback, he didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly walked into the hall from the side, and whispered to Zhao Zhen's ear. There were many courtiers in the palace, and they were discussing the reward of Yuan Hao, the new successor of the Western Xia Kingdom, when they suddenly saw the inner servants and the official family talking to each other, and they all watched and watched, and they didn't know what happened.

When Zhao Zhen heard it, he thought he had heard it wrong, and asked again: "Who do you say?" ”

Zhou Huaizheng repeated softly: "It's the Mo Lan lady in front of the emperor." ”

It was as if a sharp bayonet had slashed hard at the chest, tearing off the blood of the belt. There was a look of pain in his eyes, and he wanted to say something, but he was blocked in his throat and couldn't make a sound.

He got up from his position, strode out, and said hoarsely, "Let's disperse." ”

For some reason, the ministers saw that the official family looked different from the past, and they didn't dare to overstep, so they only bowed down to see them off. Outside the door, Zhou Huaizheng was about to go to the Xuanyu sedan chair, but Zhao Zhen didn't even wrap his cloak or snow hat, and ran to the Funing Hall alone. The people in the Guard Palace didn't know what was going on, and they followed behind them a dozen paces.

Zhao Zhen ran all the way, and when he arrived at the Funing Palace, the hall was empty, and even the carpet had been replaced, as if nothing had happened, it was still the same as when he left before. He pulled a palace person to ask, the palace people were frightened, he didn't see anything with his own eyes, only based on his own speculation, trembling and said: "Yang Meiren asked Mo Lan Niang to kneel, and asked the attendant to beat her, somehow she was covered in blood, Princess Minhua announced the imperial doctor, and sent someone to send Mo Lan's lady back to her residence." ”

Zhao Zhen walked away, he should have guessed a long time ago that it was impossible for the palace people to let Mo Lan stay in the Funing Palace, and they would definitely be sent back to his residence before dealing with it, he was too flustered to think about it carefully. He kept going to Cuiwei Pavilion, the wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, he walked quickly in the snow, but he didn't feel cold, and his forehead was already dripping with sweat. He remembered his indifference to her and his avoidance of her for several days, and he was even more painful and guilty.

When they entered Moran's residence, the outhouse was crowded with people, and when they saw the official family walking alone from the snow, there were still snowflakes on their bodies, and they did not bring a guard of honor, they were all startled, and they knelt on the ground to say goodbye.

Yang Meiren greeted her first, squeezed out a smile and said: "The official family ......" Before the words were finished, Zhao Zhen actually raised his hand and slapped it hard, he roared with red eyes: "Get out, don't appear in front of me again." ”

Yang Meiren was stunned at first when she covered her face, and then gradually reacted, crying in a low voice. The imperial physician and the chamberlain in the house were all frightened, and they fell to their knees and were silent.

A thin moan gradually came from the back room, Zhao Zhen's heart throbbed, and he raised his foot to go in.

Several attendants hurriedly knelt down to the door, Zhao Zhen was furious, and shouted, "Get out of here." Those people still didn't move, and they didn't speak, they just knelt, blocking Zhao Zhen's way.

The imperial doctor also pleaded beside him: "This house is very gloomy and filthy, and the official family must not enter it." ”

Zhou Huaizheng also rushed over, knelt on the ground and hugged Zhao Zhen's thigh, refusing to give in. The two were entangled, only to see Minhua coming from the back room, pressing his index finger to his lips and gently "shh ”

Zhao Zhen listened, and reluctantly looked at the inner room, and saw that the tent inside was hanging low, and there were many figures. He retreated to the outhouse and sat down, his eyes as calm as waveless stagnant water, but his tone was full of sadness, and he asked in a low voice, "What happened to her?" ”

Minhua said with a little worry: "The porcelain piece of the tea cup pierced through the skirt, and it was pierced all over the legs, and the cheeks were also cut, and the face was full of blood. The doctor is examining her body carefully, and she must pick out all the broken porcelain. After a pause, he asked, "What to do with these people?" ”

Zhao Zhen looked at it coldly, and said coldly: "The beauty Yang family, who is vicious by nature, slanders the dragon heir, cuts off all titles and rewards, and sends them to Xuan Temple as nuns, and never re-enters the court." ”

Yang Meiren listened, as if she was struck by lightning, and the six gods had no owner. She didn't care about the occasion, knelt down at the feet of Zhao Zhen, and said with rain: "The concubine really doesn't know anything, she unintentionally offended her, and begged the official family to spare the concubine, and the concubine didn't dare anymore." Her attendant also knocked on the ground and begged for mercy, Zhao Zhen turned his face away from looking, and raised his hand to signal the palace people to drag him out.

Zhou Huazheng cautiously asked, "What to do with the attendants around the Yang family?" ”

Zhao Zhen said without thinking: "Drag it to the violent room and be punished with thirty rods." ”

For a while, like a ghost crying and howling, the sound of sparing life was everywhere.

When it was time to hold the lamp, the doctor girl came out of the back room and said, "The broken porcelain pieces on my body have been cleaned up, but my face is cut very badly, and if I don't pay attention to it, I am afraid that I will leave a scar." In addition, it is necessary to send someone to serve at all times, and it is best not to walk on the ground for half a month. The goddess of medicine was cold, and her speech was neither humble nor arrogant, without the slightest hint of timidity, but let Minhua take a few more looks.

Zhao Zhen wanted to go in to see Mo Lan, but was also stopped by the medical woman and persuaded: "She just fell asleep and needs to recuperate." Her emotions have just calmed down, and if the official family goes in at this time, it will be easy for her to touch the scene, which will not be beneficial to maintenance. Besides, she is now smeared with a thick plaster on her face, and when the official family sees it, her appearance is not there, but it is not good. It's better to wait a few days, and when the injury on her face is healed, it's not too late for the official family to take a look. ”

Zhao Zhen saw that she was not in a hurry or impatient, her mind was clear, and she was a little moved, so she only stood by the threshold and stared at it in a daze, and only returned to sit back in her seat for a long time.

When he arrived, the Queen Mother Xuanguan's house entered the Cining Hall to speak, Zhao Zhen did not dare to refuse, carefully instructed the medical woman, and went back to the Funing Palace to change her clothes, drank the boiling ginger tea presented by the imperial doctor, and then sat in a sedan chair to the Cining Palace.

Cining Hall in the high platform to light the candle, the Queen Mother is afraid of the cold, not only to the palace wall to hang the phoenix splendid tapestry, and to the wild goose feathers made of curtains hanging on the four sides of the fire screen. In addition to the earth dragon, and burned the charcoal in the bronze smoker of the Suzaku Negative Chick, the charcoal fire has no flame and light, and it can be burned for ten days at a time, and it is warm and wrapped in the fragrance of flowers and pounces on people.

The concubine personally welcomed Zhao Zhen in, and saw that the Queen Mother was wearing a snow blue satin narrow jacket, with a ruddy complexion, crooked on the bed, and half of her body covered with a silk quilt, Zhao Zhen was busy making a compilation, and said with a light smile: "The eldest lady has a very good face today." ”

The Queen Mother sighed and said with a sad face: "It was poured out by this heat, and my own body knows that it won't last long." ”

When Zhao Zhen heard this, he felt sad in his heart, and hurriedly relieved: "The eldest lady is blessed with all the heavens and lives a long life." ”

When the Queen Mother heard this, she hooked her lips and sneered, and said: "If the official family can govern the Great Song Sheji, I will go today, and I will have the face to see your father." I heard today that you are walking alone in the snow, I wonder if it was done by the emperor? ”

Zhao Zhen's heart tightened, "I am also anxious, so I don't care about etiquette, and I won't dare to do it in the future." ”

He was running around in the snow for a long time today, and he hadn't even used dinner yet, his whole body was weak and weak, his face was pale, and he was worried about Moran, and his mind was a little scattered.

The more angry the Queen Mother became, the more restrained her look became, and she even raised a smile and said, "You don't care, but that palace maid, haven't you thought about her situation?" ”

Zhao Zhen was awe-inspiring and silent.

The Queen Mother showed her color at this time, frowned and said sharply: "You left the courtiers today, ran from the Funing Palace to the palace residence alone, and didn't even sit in a sedan chair, and went in the snow." You threw down the court, ignored the dragon body, violated the palace system, just for a palace maid. If one day, I go down to Jiuquan and see your father, how should I explain to him! You're really a good official I taught! Good son! ”

Zhao Zhen looked at the red-hot charcoal fire in the smoker, her mind was full of the snowy night when she went to Moran's room, she held her hand in the palm of her hand, and whispered softly.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen was in a trance, the Queen Mother didn't listen carefully to her own lecture, she was so angry that she coughed again, and the film was busy taking the enamel jar with the lotus pattern of Doucai, and let the Queen Mother spit in it, and handed over the pear juice that cleared the lungs to the Queen Mother to moisten her throat, stroked her back, and gently comforted: "The official family is drenched in snow today, and before I have time to eat, the slave maid will go and get some snacks to ......."

The Queen Mother reprimanded: "He doesn't even care about his body, but tells us to worry about it, so that he is hungry." ”

The concubine knew that the Queen Mother was angry, and hurriedly shushed to the side.

Zhao Zhen said lightly: "Concubine, I'm not hungry." ”

The Queen Mother breathed a sigh of relief and said: "When you were in Gongyi, you took her to leave the palace with her entourage, but you were greedy for freshness, and that's it." You think of a way to let her go back to the tea department and let her sleep in the Funing Palace, which violates the palace rules, and I also turn a blind eye and don't care. But I can't ignore today's events. ”

Zhao Zhen was stunned, he thought it was seamless, and he didn't want the Queen Mother to know everything. He personally served the Queen Mother and stayed by her side for more than ten years, knowing that her methods were ruthless and decisive, and then he realized that Mo Lan was unpredictable, and he frowned and said: "It's Zhen'er's mistake, it has nothing to do with Mo Lan, if the eldest lady wants to be punished, just punish me." ”

Seeing this, the Queen Mother snorted coldly: "You are the lord of the Great Song Dynasty, who dares to punish you?" He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The imperial doctor said that she was three months pregnant, but she didn't know it herself, and she helped Yang to find some rabbit fur collar, which is really confused." You have few heirs, if she is pregnant with a prince, I will have to promote her. But now, she has had a miscarriage, and I don't have to tolerate her anymore. ”

When he was in Cuiwei Pavilion, he didn't dare to ask, and others didn't dare to talk about it, but now when he heard the Queen Mother say the word "miscarriage", he only felt that the tip of his heart hurt like a needle prick, fine and dense, and it hurt into the bone marrow.

The Queen Mother said: "I am not a hard-hearted person, and I originally intended to let her be included in the concubine register, so I used to serve Concubine Li Chen that day, and personally gave her the sixth rank of the imperial servant, but now it seems that it is wrong." If you just pamper her, like Shang Meiren and Yang Meiren before, I will not comment. But if you put a woman above the courtiers and above the law, sooner or later it will cause a great disaster, and I have no choice but to take care of it. After a pause, he said fiercely: "I will make a decree to demote Zhang Moran to the dyeing workshop as a cheap slave, and he will never be included in the concubine register." ”

Zhao Zhen mourned in his heart, "I like Mo Lan, I love her, I have never been so attached to a woman in my life, only in front of her, can I feel that I am also an ordinary person, and I can also have seven emotions and six desires, no need to care about the dignity of the emperor, and I don't need to calculate the relationship between courtiers." She is also sincere in her treatment of me, without the slightest scheming. Big lady ......"

The Queen Mother was furious, lifted the quilt, stepped in front of him barefoot in a few steps, and reprimanded: "Do you want me to give her the death penalty!! Zhao Zhen's eyes were hot, tears flowed down his eyes, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and for the first time in his life, he yelled at the Queen Mother: "If you dare to give her the death penalty, don't think about recognizing me as a son." ”

This is Zhao Zhen that no one has ever seen.

The Queen Mother stroked her chest and coughed heartbreakingly, and when she saw this, she hurriedly moved the rose-patterned rose chair with pineapple flowers and carved Luan pattern for the Queen Mother to sit down, and took soft silk lotus embroidered shoes to put on for her, and before she had time to take the enamel jar, she took out a plain silk handkerchief and put it in front of her mouth. The Queen Mother's throat was fishy, and her veil was bright red.

When she looked at it, her heart was about to jump out, and she said softly: "Queen Mother, do you want to invite the imperial doctor to come and take a look?" ”

The Queen Mother raised her hand and motioned for her to keep quiet. Zhao Zhen's teary eyes rubbed, but he didn't see it clearly, seeing that the Queen Mother was coughing badly, he just thought it was an old illness and didn't care.

After a long time, the Queen Mother eased her tone and said: "You were born as an emperor, sitting on the Great Song Dynasty, enjoying thousands of glory, you are destined not to become an ordinary person." In the past, the ministers sent you to pet concubines, but I just said "Don't indulge in women", and you sent everyone out of the palace. When the selection was selected for the palace, because Jingshu was the granddaughter of Guo Chong, the envoy of the Pinglu Festival, I thought it was very good, and you made her the queen without saying a word. After a pause, his tone became softer and softer: "The years pass like water, it is the best antidote to everything, forget her." ”

Zhao Zhen raised his head and looked at the Queen Mother, and the candle flame reflected in his ink-like eyes, as quiet as a night star. He softened his tone and said, "I am not short of women, there are so many women in the harem, Yingying Yanyan, there are countless of them. But Moran is Moran, and in my heart, no one can replace him. She will get angry, she will quarrel with me without respect or humility, and she will even smash things. But she is a woman who was fascinated by me when I first saw her, how can I let it go. ”

The Queen Mother listened to him quietly, slightly stunned, and still remembered that decades ago, the first emperor was under the jujube tree in Hengyu Courtyard, wearing a green shirt, fluttering clothes, caressing the green silk of her sideburns, and said tactfully and tenderly: "I was moved when I saw you for the first time, and I can no longer let go." For a moment, I was a little moved.

When she was a little younger, she always felt that the most depressed, resentful, and depressed days in her life were the time when she was claustrophobic in Heng Yuyuan, and now she understands that it is the only rare quiet, leisurely, and distracting time in her life. From the moment she stepped out of the gate of Heng Yu Courtyard, her life was never peaceful again.

She stared at Zhao Zhen, his appearance was very similar to that of the first emperor, his eyebrows were like thick ink, the tip of his nose was straight, especially the frowning appearance, which was simply carved out of a mold. She looked at her stunned, and it took a long time to restrain her mind and be ruthless, "I will send someone to take good care of her, and when she is well, I will send her to the dyeing workshop." After a pause, he took out the majesty of the Queen Mother and ordered: "From today onwards, I will not allow you to see her again." If you don't listen, even if you don't recognize you as a son, I will come up with means. After a pause, he said: "Even if it is for the sake of the Great Song Dynasty, you should also make a decision." ”

Zhao Zhen's heart sank, only to feel that his body was fluttering, and he couldn't even hold the tassel on his waist, and melancholy, guilt, and despair were surging, making him unable to bear it. He was the emperor and he thought he could withstand everything. He is also Renjun, and he is bound by this identity, and he can only bear the grief alone.

He has been taught since he was a child that he is the emperor, one person is the sky, the power is in his hands, he should judge the situation, make the best use of things, make the best use of his talents, have a wide heart to accommodate the world, and have a wide mind to accommodate all rivers.

He chanted silently in his heart, and his hands finally hung down weakly.

Since Yang Meiren was kicked out of the palace as a nun, everyone in the palace thought that Zhang Molan, the female official who served tea in front of the palace, would inevitably be included in the concubine book. Unexpectedly, the official family was seriously ill on the second day, and he was lying on the couch for more than half a month, and only the queen was allowed to serve on the side, and he never stepped into Cuiwei Pavilion for half a step. And Zhang Molan, although the Queen Mother personally sent the palace people to serve her, she could not recuperate for half a month, and she was relegated to the dyeing workshop as a cheap maid.

Mo Lan was just able to walk on the ground, and then she received the order of the Queen Mother, how smart she was, and how she didn't understand the straight and straight. It's nothing to go to the dyeing workshop, but when I heard that Zhao Zhen was sick and couldn't meet him, I was inevitably anxious and lost. She knew that Zhao Zhen was recuperating in the Funing Palace, so she dragged her body to see him alone, but was stopped outside the hall by the inner attendant.

Everyone in the palace knew that Mo Lan had been pregnant with a dragon heir, and the chamberlain in front of the palace had been familiar with her for a long time, so naturally she didn't want to embarrass her, but the queen mother had a decree not to let her enter the Funing Palace again, and there was no way. She was in a stalemate with the waiter, and the waiter said: "If Mrs. Moran does this again, I can only call the guards to come, you have a lot, don't embarrass me." ”

As he was talking, a red dress moved to his eyes, and he became more and more charming and eye-catching in the ice and snow. Shang Lindong mocked: "Do you remember what I said that day? I don't want to say it in a word. ”

Mo Lanyi blessed her body, lowered her head and said nothing, and listened to Lindong's inner attendant: "The Queen Mother asked me to stew chicken soup to send to the official family to replenish my body, go and report it." ”

However, after a while, it was rumored that Shang Lindong entered the hall, and the palace people diligently lifted the curtain, and she couldn't help but glance back at Mo Lan, only to see that she had retreated to the outside of the eaves, dressed in plain clothes, melted into the snow, only green silk was like ink.

At this time, the wind and snow had stopped, and the branches were full of snow, and the wind passed from time to time, blowing down the snowflakes one after another, blowing them between her clothes, and on her temples, neck, and cheeks, gradually melting away, turning into wet ice water, which was cold to the bottom of her heart.

Because the official family and the empress dowager were all bedridden, and the palace did not even feel well for the New Year, the ceremonial banquets were all waived, and only on Chinese New Year's Eve, the empress led the concubines of the palace to the Cining Hall and the Funing Hall to ask for Annafu.

In the blink of an eye, the queen mother went to the temple to perform the sacrificial ceremony, after returning to the palace, the more seriously ill, gradually unable to speak, in April of the second year of Ming Dao, died in the Baoci Temple.