Everything has already been arranged.

Chang'an had already prepared for the worst, so the little eunuch who had bought the Tongxin Hall in advance went to the door to pick up the evening fragrance and lotus core.

Wan Xiang walked ahead, brought a basin of hot water, buried her head deeply, and walked into Song Yanji's bedroom with the lotus core.

As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of blood came to her nose, and Evening Fragrance tried her best to hold back, pacing through the puddles of blood. Seeing the large amount of blood, Lianxin was so frightened that she cried out, and Wanxiang immediately turned around and glanced at her, signaling her to silence.

At this time, the voices were noisy, and everyone's hearts hung on Song Zhaoyi's mother and son, and they had no time to pay attention to the strangeness of the evening fragrance and the lotus core. So Wanxiang quietly put the hot water next to a palace maid and cautiously walked towards Du Zhong behind the screen fan.

As a physician, Du Zhong can only wait through a screen. When he saw Wanxiang coming, his face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but say loudly, "Why is my aunt here?" ”

Wanxiang shouldn't have him, turned around, and let Lianxin come forward.

Du Zhong saw the lotus core at this time, and his whole heart was raised, and when Wanxiang saw his expression change suddenly, he immediately stepped forward and whispered to his side, "Hurry up, it's too late." ”

Du Zhong hesitated slightly, "This ......"

Wan Xiang glanced at the bed in the dormitory and said lightly, "It's going to be born soon, isn't it?" She looked at Du Zhong compulsively, and her voice was fierce, not giving a minute, "You have to remember, even if we die, Lotus Core will inevitably die before us." ”

This sentence really hit the key point of Du Zhong, he trembled and took out a medicine bag from his arms, and even his voice trembled a little, "I do it, I do it......"

The Emperor waited anxiously at the door, when he heard a loud cry from within. The queen was overjoyed, and immediately bowed down and said, "Congratulations to the emperor on getting the dragon son." ”

The emperor was about to show his joy, but he heard the cry of the child gradually weakening, and gradually returned to calm. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Du Zhong and several elderly aunts stumbled out, and suddenly knelt in front of the emperor.

"The emperor forgives the sin! The emperor forgives the sins! ”

Hearing this, the emperor suddenly changed color, "What's the matter?" ”

Du Zhong, who was kneeling in front of him, knocked three times in a row before he stumbled and said, "Zhaoyi Niangniang just gave birth to a little prince, but the little prince's breath is weak, and Weichen is already trying his best to save it, but it is Zhaoyi Niangniang, and Niangniang has ......"

As soon as the emperor heard this, his face instantly turned pale, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Du Zhong, even his fingers trembled slightly, "What's wrong with Yan Ji?" You tell me clearly......"

Du Zhong kowtowed deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Zhaoyi Niangniang's blood collapsed after giving birth, and she has just passed away......"

The atmosphere froze at this moment.

The queen's and Zhong Yuxiu's faces were white, and the queen's body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at Chu Luo. His face was terrifyingly blue, his lips were bloodless, she had never seen such a terrifying appearance of the emperor, and she could feel his deep grief even if she stood beside him.

"I don't believe it!" Big tears poured out of Chu Luo's eyes in an instant, and he didn't care about Cheng Dehai and He Sheng's support, so he was about to rush to the house.

"Get out of here!"

Chang'an stood in the distance, looking at this scene with cold eyes, and it was extremely sour.

Song Yanji is dead, she has no worries, but why, she doesn't even feel a little happy?

Yes, it's just boundless sadness.

"Master."

Wan Xiang stood at Chang'an's side and called her softly. Chang An raised his head and saw Lianxin's worried look, so he comforted him gently, "Don't worry, Du Zhong will be fine." ”

Lianxin nodded heavily. Chang An turned his head and commanded in a low voice, "Go back to the palace." ”

The night was vast, and the joys and sorrows of this night were enough to thrill everyone's hearts. Shen Changan sat in the warm sedan chair, faintly, adding a little chill.

How much she hates Song Yanji, she must hate it very much.

But how could she want her to die?

She touched her heart and couldn't help but sigh.

It's just that at this moment, Chang'an suddenly remembered the night he knelt in his father's mourning hall.

It was a June summer, and she knelt on the ground, but she felt that it was biting cold.

Since then, she has had no father. She doesn't have that home in Lin'an anymore. The death of her father took everything away from her. Her childhood, everything she had, the best years of her life, were all gone.

Song Yanji already has Chu Luo and a child, why do she even have to take away everything she cherishes! It's not fair, it's not fair at all!

There were two lines of clear tears, silently snaking down Chang'an's cheeks. Song Yanji is just dead, but she, Shen Chang'an, is alive, but it is more uncomfortable than dead.

Yongchang five years of December Gan ten, Zhaoyi Song Yan Ji in the Tongxin Palace.

Three days later, the third prince she gave birth to also went with her mother.

Chu Luo named the third prince "Yunxian" and buried him with his mother. The third prince lost his breath in Chu Luo's arms. Chu Luo hugged him like this, watching the child left by Yan Ji lose his life a little bit, and suddenly cried.

Song Yanji's death did not add much haze to the Great Chu Palace.

Without her, peace seemed to have regained in the palace.

It's just that Chu Luo has been locked up in the Mingde Palace since she passed away, not going to the court, and never seeing anyone coming. Cheng Dehai went to deliver food to the emperor, but he was punished by him to kneel at the door for a day and a night, and as a result, no one dared to set foot in Mingde Palace.

However, among the six houses, it seems that there is a lot of peace.

Song Yanji's funeral was presided over by Queen Li Shushen, and everything was arranged very properly.

On this day, Zhong Yuxiu came back from the funeral, and just entered the gate of Yilan Palace, his feet suddenly softened, and he almost fainted backwards.

Lan Xiang helped her side hard, looking at her distracted look, she couldn't help but cry out, "Master, master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yuxiu stroked her heart, panting heavily, and couldn't even speak, she just trembled, "Lan Xiang, you said, Song Yanji was not killed by this palace, this palace just wanted to kill the child in her womb, and she never wanted to kill her......"

Lan Xiang was shocked when she heard this, hugged Yuxiu, and comforted Wen Yan, "We didn't do it, we just changed the ingredients, and it hasn't been long, and it can't happen so fast......"

"So how the hell did she die? How the hell did he die? Zhong Yuxiu was almost crazy, she held Lan Xiang's hand hard, and kept chanting, "She died by herself, right?" It's not Bengong who harmed her, Bengong didn't want her to die, I really didn't want her to die......"

"I don't blame the master, I really don't blame the master." Lan Xiang comforted again and again, "When a woman gives birth to a child, she has gone to the ghost gate for a while, and she can't stand it herself, so she can't complain about us." ”

When Yuxiu heard this, she was a little relieved, she breathed a sigh of relief, and was helped into the hall by Lanxiang.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

After Song Yanji passed away, Shen Chang'an was much quieter than usual.

She often plays an empty game of chess by herself, regardless of the winner or loser, but after playing a game, she disrupts the pieces and starts another game.

Jiang Wanran sat opposite Chang'an, sipped tea, and said slowly, "Sister, don't you feel bored playing chess alone like this?" Why don't you have a concubine to accompany your sister in the next game? ”

Chang'an shook a sunspot, frowned shallowly and said, "It's okay." When you play chess alone, your mind is calmer. ”

Wanran looked at Chang'an's face and said worriedly, "Sister, I'm afraid I didn't sleep last night, right?" The face is so ugly. ”

Hearing this, Chang An reached out and touched his cheek, and suddenly smiled, "What's so tight?" After all, no one can see it. ”

"Sister...... "Wanran's heart was sour, she stretched out her hand to shake Chang'an's hand, and said gently, "Don't think about it anymore." The emperor has not been out for the past few days, and it is estimated that he is also unwell, so he did not come to see his sister. ”

Chang'an heard her mention Chu Luo, and smiled unnaturally on his face, "Does he still refuse to see people and eat?" ”

Wanran heard the meaning of care in Chang'an's words, and tried her best to comfort, "Don't worry, the emperor is the Ninety-Five Supreme, even if you break the lives of those minions, you can't starve the emperor, my sister doesn't have to worry." ”

"Why am I worried about him?" Chang'an's eyes stared coldly ahead, and he sneered silently, "He is sad for Song Yanji, but I still have to worry about him, it's too sad." ”

Wanran sighed softly, but she didn't want to say anything more. The two sat silently together, looking at the snow outside the window, but they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

At the beginning of the spring of the sixth year of Yongchang, Chu Luo walked out of the Mingde Palace and went to the court as usual to manage political affairs.

It's just that this harem was suddenly left out in the cold. When he was free, Chu Luo only went to see the few concubines who had children. As a result, Zhong Yuxiu returned to favor, and Zhao Nanyan was also promoted to Xiuyuan.

However, most of the time, everyone will still see the emperor going to the Tongxin Palace, standing alone at the door for a long time.

And Tongxin Hall, since Song Zhaoyi's death, has been uninhabited, the emperor just ordered someone to clean and take care of the flowers and plants in the palace, but no one has ever lived in it.

In contrast, the Chonghua Hall suddenly fell silent.

Shen Changan went from falling out of favor to being completely unfavored.

She heard the news that Han Yan brought from outside every day, and learned which concubine Chu Luo had been promoted to, and which hall he rested in at night. But most of the time, he still turned Zhong Yuxiu's brand.

Even, even Zhou Ruohua, who had entered the palace before, was also summoned.

But alone, a Shen Changan was left behind.

Actually, that's fine.

Chang'an thought in her heart, at least, she didn't have to see Chu Luo anymore, and she didn't have to think of Song Yanji anymore.

Since Song Yanji passed away, she has not slept peacefully day and night, just like she has a nightmare, and she always dreams of when she and Chu Luo met Song Yanji in Hecheng. Whenever this happens, she breaks out in a cold sweat.

Therefore, in these unfavored days, she often followed the Queen Mother to worship the Buddha. Kneeling in front of the Buddha seems to remove many sins.

When the Queen Mother saw her like this, she didn't ask too much, but she went to the Buddhist hall every day, and she always saw Shen Changan here, and she already knew it in her heart.