At this time, in the Rongshou Palace, a little palace maid beside the concubine stumbled out, went straight to the front of the Qingxi Palace, and knelt on the snow on the stone road.

"Your concubine Niangniang, I'm afraid that our concubine is not good, and I will go to Cining Palace to report it."

Before the little palace maid finished speaking, Aunt Bitong hurriedly came out with the curtains. The two walked out of Rongshou Palace in depth and shallow and walked in the direction of Cining Palace.

Ziwei Divine Palace has such palace rules: each palace is governed by the main lady in charge of all matters in the first palace, and the same is true of the northwest courtyard where the concubines live.

Rongshou Palace now only lives in the main throne of the noble concubine and Liu concubine. And Concubine Liu's status as a palace maid is too low, and she can't report to Cining Palace according to the system. Therefore, I came to ask the noble concubine to go through.

Rongshou Palace was very flustered, Wanying took the ginseng box and red plums and went back to her house. After a while, a palace maid called Wanying out and whispered: "The concubine is dying, we have to stand outside and listen to the shouting at any time." ”

Wanying quickly got up and stood side by side with several palace maids under the eaves of the Qingxi Hall of the main hall of Rongshou Palace, tied up her hands and clothes, waiting to be summoned everywhere at any time.

Not long after leaving, several strong eunuchs carried a soft public opinion into Rongshou Palace, and placed it in front of the palanquin of Concubine Dong'an, and the eunuchs waited there side by side. Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen grandmothers wearing plain palace clothes went straight into Changxi Hall. After about a stick of incense, a grandmother came out and said, "Go in, please move to Anle Hall." ”

The eunuchs listened to it, and carried the soft public opinion in, and after a while, a few people carried it out, and the snow-white longevity boundless Sujin soft public opinion was quietly carried out of the Rongshou Palace. Concubine Dong'an's sedan chair then followed out closely, flustering Concubine Dong'an, and didn't notice that under the eaves of Qingxi's palace, Wanying was also looking anxiously, sandwiched between several palace maids.

The sound of the wooden fish of the noble concubine came to the ears, and the fine and dense Diamond Sutra intertwined with the sound of the wooden fish went away with the soft opinion of the concubine. The snow on the top of the stone lamp in front of the courtyard of Changxi Hall slid down, revealing the gray stone, the same as the stone foundation under the red wall.

"The women in the palace are like this in the end." The speaker is Aunt Bitong.

Wan Ying thought that the concubine had already driven to the west, thinking that the concubine would leave like this, thinking about the secret words she heard in front of the window of Chang Xitang just now. Especially the concubine sighed in this life. "Isn't it okay for the concubine to get up early, how can you say that it's gone?" Tears fell unconsciously as he spoke.

Aunt Bitong exhaled deeply and said, "The Imperial Doctor just saw it, and it hasn't been yet, but it's almost there." ”

"The concubine hasn't died yet, why did she take it away?"

"When I get to Anle Hall, I can ascend to heaven."

"But the concubine is terminally ill, wouldn't it be a loss to toss like this."

"The imperial doctor has already said that the oil is exhausted, and the lamp is dry, and there is no power to return to the sky."

"It's so cold outside, even if you light a brazier in Anle Hall, it's always cold in the house for a while. The concubine suffered. ”

"It won't be long before it's fine. The concubine is good, God will not let her suffer more. ”

Hearing this, my tears were even more like beads with broken threads and kept falling, "The concubine really wants to ......"

"It's just tonight or tomorrow morning. Otherwise, they would not have carried the concubine to the Anle Hall. ”

"Auntie, is it that each of us will be carried there in the end."

"If the unqualified palace maid is sick and cannot be treated, she will be thrown directly to the Jing'an Hall outside the palace, or life or death is left to fate. According to the rules handed down by the ancestors, concubines below the second rank cannot die in their own rooms, and they have to be carried to the Anle Hall to ascend to heaven. ”

Aunt Bitong said that she didn't explain, Wanying already knew it: looking at the Ziwei Shrine with fire cooking oil, blossoming flowers, and power, she didn't expect that behind the thousands of prosperity and glory, it was so desperate and desolate. The house in the palace must also be inhabited, and the house in the palace is reserved for the living, and it cannot be contaminated with the bad luck of the dead.

"Just to avoid being polluted with bad luck for future generations?" Wanying is incredibly unbelievably unable to show it.

"That's right, the Ziwei Divine Palace is also hundreds of years old, otherwise there are still a few palaces that can live in people."

"......" Wanying didn't know how to pick up this sentence.

"Everyone is the same, and it's not a grievance." Aunt Bitong seemed to see that after a few years, she was carried away in such a hurry. Said very sadly.

"Everyone is the same, and it's not a grievance." Wan Ying muttered and repeated Aunt Bitong's words.

Wanying couldn't see Concubine Liu's face clearly, and she didn't know what kind of glamorous harem Concubine Liu was back then. One side has a long life and a boundless face, covering the grievances of Concubine Liu's life. Watching the soft sedan chair turn out of Rongshou Palace, several palace maids under the eaves of the corridor wept and wept.

What is a woman in the palace? Fly? Mouse? A lifetime of years is buried in this small besieged city, no one cares about their joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows, no body tastes their bitterness and sweetness, and no one cares about their birth, old age, sickness and death. You have to be careful when you are alive, and you have to take care of the overall situation when you die.

A thousand rays of light in the sky had shot out from the thick clouds, and a thick snow covered the countless unknown human mud and dirt on the ground. Concubine Liu's unspoken secrets will surely disappear with her bumpy life, so it's fine.

"Auntie, the slave has something to say, can I take a step to speak?"

Aunt Bitong saw Wanying's nervous expression, and knew that it must be an important matter that could not be revealed. Nodding, the two entered Wanying's room one after the other.

After entering the room and closing the door, Wanying knelt directly in front of her aunt, "Wanying begged her aunt for help." ”

"Good boy, say something."

Aunt Bitong pulled Wanying and sat on the edge of the charcoal basin, the charcoal fire in the basin was almost burned out, and the aunt grabbed a few pieces of black charcoal and threw them in. Then he took a goose feather fan and gently blew the flames.

Wanying said how the box fell off and how she found out that she was poisoned and listened to her aunt, but she just hid the words she heard in Chang Xitang.

Aunt Bitong was originally sitting on a stool with a feather fan to fan the fire, but when she heard what Wanying said, the feather fan suddenly fell into the brazier, and in an instant there was a scorched smell of birds and beasts.

My aunt didn't care so much and took out the fan with her hand, but fortunately, the fire hadn't been ignited and it hadn't been hurt. Then he opened the window, poked his head out to look left and right, and stayed for a while, until there was no smell in the room, and then closed the window, and before closing it, he squeezed left and right again.

"Where's that ginseng?"

Wanying pointed to a mahogany shelf in the corner. Aunt Bitong walked over, pulled off the silver hairpin on her head, opened the box, and put it directly on the ginseng, and sure enough, the moment the ginseng touched the hairpin head, the hairpin head instantly turned black.

"You said the snow just now, but it's red?"

"Hmm."

"The toxicity is so strong, colorless and tasteless, and it turns red when it encounters water, is it red blood sealing the throat?"

Wanying was shocked, when she was in the boudoir, she secretly watched some martial arts romances on the market behind her mother's back, and she also knew that red blood sealing her throat was the first of the poison, and there was no cure for it, and the person who should be poisoned would definitely die within an hour. Before dying, the breath was blocked as if it was sealed by someone, and it itself was red powder, so it was called red blood to seal the throat