Nian Guifei was seriously ill, Jin was crowned as the imperial concubine, November 23, Yongzheng dropped out of the dynasty on the fifth day.

Yongzheng's brows furrowed even tighter, he couldn't bear to scold her again, held her delicate hand, and said softly: "If there is anything uncomfortable, if there is anything you want, tell me." ”

Nian shook his head, still smiling happily: "Your Majesty, the concubines don't want anything, as long as the concubines have your love, with your love, the concubines are not rare." ”

Yongzheng was shocked and looked at her in a daze.

Nian lowered his eyes and sighed lowly: "There are some things that the concubine understands in her heart, but the concubine doesn't know how to say it to the emperor, but the concubine is afraid that if she doesn't say it again, she won't have a chance. ”

Without waiting for Yongzheng to speak, Nian leaned on Yongzheng's arms, took a few breaths, his voice was weak, and he still insisted on saying what he wanted to say: "Since the first time I saw the emperor, the concubine has only the emperor in her heart, and she can no longer tolerate others.

The concubine knew that the concubine had done a lot of foolish things, the concubine thought that you liked Prince Yi Fujin, and the concubine was jealous of her and framed her, all because the concubine wanted the emperor's love, but in the end, the concubine understood that everything was the concubine's self-righteousness, did you say that the concubine understood too late? ”

Nian chuckled, but there was bitterness in the smile, his hand tightly grasped the cuffs of Yongzheng's dragon robe, coughed a few times, and the other hand picked up the handkerchief to cover his mouth, and after a while, he quickly clenched the handkerchief tightly, and said in a low voice: "The concubine wants to leave an heir for the emperor, but in the end, only Fuhui is left, the concubine is not a good mother, and she can't protect them, but fortunately, there is still Fuhui, after the concubine leaves, at least Fuhui will accompany the emperor."

Your Majesty, the concubine doesn't regret falling in love with you, it's only that the concubine is too stupid, she was deceived by others, she did a lot of wrong things, and repeatedly made the emperor angry, it was the concubine who shouldn't have been, and the concubine lived up to the emperor's love for the concubine.

In addition, there is one thing, the concubine has always wanted to tell the emperor, the concubine has never liked the fourteenth master, at the beginning, the concubine thought that you married the concubine just because of her brother, the concubine was depressed, met the fourteenth master, the fourteenth master comforted the concubine, the concubine's heart could not appeal to the emperor, so she could only often talk to the fourteenth master, and dispel the depression in her heart.

At that time, the concubine was also confused, how could she not believe in her own heart and her feelings? The lord obviously loves the concubine very much, and no woman in the house can compare with him, but the concubine does not believe in the lord, and has been mistaken for many years, causing so many regrets.

Prince Yi Fujin said, you really like a person, you will be good to that person, she persuaded the concubine to believe in the emperor, but sigh, after all, it is the authorities who are confused, the concubine is outrageously wrong, but the concubine understood too late, too late to explain to the emperor, the concubine's illness is not cured after all, before leaving, the concubine had to explain to the emperor, the emperor, can you forgive the concubine? ”

Yongzheng hugged her tightly, his eyelids drooped slightly, his face was indistinguishable, but his voice became hoarse: "I ...... How can I blame you? You can recuperate with peace of mind, you will get better, Fuhui is still young, you can't live without Eniang. ”

Nian smiled weakly, and his smile was full of joy: "Your Majesty, it's good that you can forgive your concubines, but your concubines know that your concubines can't get better, don't worry about your concubines, after the concubines leave, the emperor must take good care of Fuhui instead of the concubines, let him grow up safely and happily, and don't let him come into contact with those intrigues."

Also, Shu Guiren is a good person, in this palace, she is the only one who treats her concubines well, sincerely serves the emperor, and the concubines ask the emperor for one thing. ”

"You say, I promise you." Yongzheng said in a deep voice.

"Ask the emperor, after the concubines leave, the nobles of Jin Shu will be concubines, and Fuhui will be raised under the knees of the nobles Shu, like this...... Only concubines can feel at ease. ”

Yongzheng didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he just said: "I ordered you to be sure to make me better, Fuhui can't do without Eniang, when you get better, I will promote you to the imperial concubine, do you hear?" I won't let you refuse. ”

Concubine Nian shook her head, held his hand tightly, and gasped: "Your Majesty, don't want the concubine, promise the concubine, promise the concubine......"

Yongzheng lowered his eyes to look at her tearful and pleading eyes, and nodded slowly: "I ...... Promise you. ”

Nian Shi pursed the corners of his lips, and smiled brightly and purely, and suddenly, the smile disappeared: "There is one more thing ......"

Yongzheng stepped out of Yikun Palace, and there were white snowflakes in front of him, and his face was as cold as ice and snow in this winter.

"Su Peisheng."

Su Peisheng hurriedly trotted forward.

"Decree, Jin Guifei Nian is the imperial concubine, and the title is Yi, and the Ministry of Rites is preparing for the promotion of the seal."

"Huh." Su Peisheng complied.

However, there is still no need to prepare for the Jin Feng matter, and the next day, the Nian Guifei Xu.

Although the canonization was not held, the funeral was still held with the gift of the imperial concubine, and Yongzheng dropped out of the dynasty for five days.

After the funeral, Yongzheng made a decree, and the noble Qiao was deprived of his position as a nobleman for the crime of murdering the emperor's heir and demoted to a concubine.

Su Peisheng led the two grandmothers to the east side hall of Changchun Palace, where Qiao nobles lived in the past.

Qiao Guiren, oh no, now it is the Qiao family, kneeling on the cold ground, his face calm to meet the emperor's will.

Su Peisheng's face was cold, and he said: "The emperor decreed that the Qiao family would murder the emperor's heir, and he would be given death immediately." ”

Qiao Shi knelt down and listened to this short will, and smiled bitterly, heh, murdering the emperor's heir?

What murdered the emperor's heir? It's just a substitute for the dead.

To this day, how has she ever had a drop of blood on her hands? The man who plotted to kill the emperor's heir was ......

But who still listens to her quibbles now?

Who will believe it? It's just hard to speak.

"Please tell the emperor on my behalf, I am not guilty, the emperor said that I murdered the emperor's heir, who is my child? All I have done is to avenge my child, and it has come to this point, and I am not sorry to die, but I ask the emperor to make the decision for my child who died in vain, and I will be grateful, and I will have no regrets. ”

Qiao's knelt on the ground, willing to die, but Amma, who begged for the child, could still care about that little father-son love and avenge her child.

Su Peisheng frowned, but this Qiao family was also self-aware, and he didn't say that he wanted to see the emperor in person.

"Don't talk nonsense." Su Peisheng motioned for two grandmothers with trays to step forward.

Qiao Shi got up, his hand resting on the two trays for a moment, and finally picked up the wine bottle, raised his head and drank the wine in the bottle.

After a while, Su Peisheng walked out of Changchun Palace and went to the Heart Cultivation Hall to resume his life.

Changchun Palace has no main seat, so Su Peisheng did not go to the main hall to say hello.

However, the concubine of the Xianfu Palace at the back of the Changchun Palace sat in the small Buddha hall, playing with a string of agarwood Buddha beads in her hand, opened her eyes, looked at the compassionate Bodhisattva in front of her with compassion, and sighed lowly: "It's another wisp of grievance." ”

"Where can you be selfish in this place like the palace? Who doesn't live with hatred? Who can get what they want? It's just a matter of breathing. ”

The palace maid Yucui said: "Why should the mother be sad? It was also the Qiao family who looked at the kind-heartedness, but was so insidious, that he dared to murder the child of the imperial concubine, not to blame the emperor for being angry, and even the servants were terrified when they heard it. ”