Chapter 87: The Emperor dies
Feng Lingye was slightly stunned, "I would like to hear about it." ”
The queen glanced around, then drew close to her ear and told her all about her plan, and then left her ear and asked again, "Can you do it?" ”
"I can't be 100% sure, but I'm willing to try my best for this little life, but the queen needs to push back the time, the later the better." Feng Lingye thought for a moment, "At the same time, we also need an opportunity. ”
"This palace is willing to cooperate with you fully." The queen did not hesitate.
Feng Lingye shook her head, and finally felt relieved, but the new pressure fell on her shoulders again.
A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.
The Emperor Taishang, who is more than 90 years old, can no longer support the annual rings of the years, and at dawn, the father-in-law who served the Emperor Taishang announced the news of Bintian.
The queen mother and the concubines of the palace rushed to the dormitory to cry and mourn, and accompanied the chamberlains to place the body of the emperor in Shouhe Palace and set up a mourning hall.
The princes and princes of various fiefdoms successively entered Beijing to participate in the funeral and condolences.
Officials at all levels are fasting at home, and it is strictly forbidden to participate in all kinds of entertainment activities and to marry relatives and concubines.
For a while, the whole country mourned, and the capital was under martial law.
As soon as the morning dawned, Duan Junmo, Feng Lingye and Zhuang Nanyan freshened up their clothes, put on plain clothes, got into two carriages respectively, and rushed to the palace one after the other.
When they arrived at the palace, more than a dozen carriages had already stopped in front of the Anwu Gate.
After getting off the carriage, the three of them did not communicate throughout the whole process, but rushed to Shouhe Palace as soon as possible.
Overnight, the palace changed, wearing linen and filial piety everywhere, and hanging white cloth, as if it had entered the winter in advance, and there was a white expanse everywhere.
came out in a hurry, and was a little uncomfortable for a while, a cold wind blew, Feng Lingye couldn't help but feel a little cold, so he wrapped his cloak tightly, glanced at Zhuang Nanyan beside him, and seemed to be shivering from the cold, only the tall man in front of him, his pace was steady, and he was not affected by it at all.
Feng Lingye couldn't help but think that the people who lived in the barracks were different, thinking that she had also been a military doctor in Gong Jiyue's barracks, and her physical fitness was not ordinary, but unfortunately she suffered too much later, and she was hungry and full, and her body was also poor.
Today is a cloudy day, the sky is foggy, the more you go in the direction of Shouhe Palace, the more people there are, but although it is chaotic but quiet, no one is making loud noises, and the atmosphere is a little depressing.
When I got closer, I heard the cries of people, women, men, old people, and children, mixed together, sullen and dreary.
After entering the Shouhe Palace, the emperor was organizing a funeral with the Ministry of Rites, and when he saw Feng Lingye, he had to take the time to come over and give a few words, "Before the Emperor Taishang left, he nagged you, you went over to offer incense to the Emperor." ”
Feng Lingye bowed slightly, entered the mourning hall under the leadership of the chamberlain, took the lit incense, bent down and bowed three times, then inserted the incense into the incense burner, and finally knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, with a solemn expression.
The Emperor Taishang is old and seriously ill, and his death may be another relief.
Feng Lingye's relationship with him is not deep, but because Duan Yixuan has some similarities with his appearance, there is always a sense of familiarity, and he will always go to diagnose him when he has time, and accompany him by the way.
It's a pity that most of the time, he is unconscious, and rarely can say a few intimate words to him.
But now that she is watching him pass away, she always has a little more sorrow in her heart than an ordinary princess.
At this time, there was some chaos in the mourning hall, the palace maids and chamberlains in plain clothes came and went, shuttling among them, and the royal heirs who came to mourn stood aside in twos and threes after the incense.
In front of the huge coffin, kneeling were several mourning women, all of whom were not young, some with gray hair, and behind them were two teams of musicians who were responsible for playing mourning music.
When the queen saw Feng Lingye standing alone, she beckoned her over, and stood with several concubines, chatting about some funeral matters.
After the concubines were gone, the queen pulled her to a secluded corner, "How are you ready?" ”
"The emperor is urging?" Feng Lingye frowned.
The queen was helpless, "Yesterday evening, I looked at the pregnant belly that was getting bigger and bigger in the palace, so I mentioned it euphemistically. happened to encounter the death of the emperor, so he was temporarily put aside. ”
"Within ten days, I will definitely complete my mother's entrustment." Feng Lingye said firmly.
The queen was a little worried, "You hurry up, it's best to rush before the emperor does it himself." ”
Hands-on?
Feng Lingye's heart suddenly felt cold.
There are several such cruel fathers in the world, I am afraid that there is only such an imperial family.
After the two finished talking, they separated.
It didn't take long for Feng Lingye to see Duan Yixuan, and after a few days, he seemed to have become more and more cold and noble, and he had a calm and indifferent prince temperament in every gesture.
In the crowd, he also saw her at a glance, so he slowly came to her in a wheelchair.
She immediately glanced around, lowered her voice and said, "You're not afraid of the queen's ......"
He smiled gracefully, "I'm afraid that the queen will promise me another crown princess?" ”
"Why haven't I seen you all these days?" She frowned, quite a hint of her daughter's complaint.
He beckoned to her, and she crouched down.
"That night, Seventh Brother seemed to have discovered me, and then he strengthened the guards of Qiufeng Garden." He smiled, his smile clear and clean.
Feng Lingye suddenly had nothing to say, but he hadn't separated from Duan Junmo yet, although he was in name only, but from the highest point of morality, he really couldn't do too much, but he still couldn't help muttering, "We didn't do anything, what are we afraid of." ”
"I'm alone, and the only thing I'm afraid of is that he will embarrass you." He said heartily.
She was in a better mood, "Then how about climbing the wall of the Prince's Mansion next time for me?" ”
He immediately smiled, "The door of my prince's mansion is open for you at any time, why do you need to climb the wall?" ”
"Don't we have to climb the wall in this relationship?" She asked with a frown.
He was suddenly stopped by her question, and after thinking for a while, he looked at her with deep eyes and asked softly, "...... What relationship? ”
Her face turned red, and she replied: "Naturally, it is a normal relationship between men and women!"
Looking at her shy little appearance, he couldn't help coughing slightly to hide his urge to hug her into his arms, "Since it's a normal relationship between men and women, why do you have to climb the wall?" ”
"Are you stupid?" She raised her eyebrows, more seriously, "Do you think others will believe that we are in a normal relationship?" ”
"Well......" he pondered for a moment, then replied softly, "that makes sense." ”
She snorted and laughed, her smile bright and sunny, like a faint light on this cloudy day, beautiful and quiet.
He seemed to be lost in her smile, and reacted for a moment, then lowered his voice and reminded: "Today is the funeral of the imperial grandfather."
When she heard this, she immediately restrained the smile on her face and muttered, "It's not like I haven't seen you for too long." This time I finally saw it, and as soon as I was happy, I forgot about the death of the emperor.
"Okay, next time, even if Brother Qi stops me, I'll come to see you desperately, okay?" He looked like he was swearing.
She sighed and looked at the tall man who was talking to the princes not far away, her eyes were deep, "Duan Junmo found out that you went to the palace, but he didn't trouble you, it's already his bottom line." Let's talk about everything after we leave. ”
Duan Yixuan didn't refute, only smiled and nodded.
Towards noon, the imperial dining room could not prepare so many meals, so most of the people went back to their respective residences.
Because Duan Junmo had something to do, Feng Lingye and Zhuang Nanyan shared the same carriage.
The carriage departed from the palace gate and slowly passed through the market, and it was lunch time, and the smell of food soon wafted from the restaurants on both sides of the street.
Feng Lingye sniffed lightly, yes, it was the fragrance of roast duck.
She then turned to Zhuang Nanyan, who didn't look very good beside her, "I'm afraid the backyard cook won't be able to cook so quickly, why don't we go to this restaurant to eat today, what does my sister think?" ”
Just when she was still intoxicated by the fragrant smell of roast duck, Zhuang Nanyan heard this, and suddenly couldn't hold back anymore, opened the curtain and vomited, but unfortunately no one ate in the morning, just retched out some water.
I saw Feng Lingye's eyes sink, and he immediately grabbed her wrist.
When Zhuang Nanyan came to her senses, she had already withdrawn her hand, and seemed to be smiling, "When did my sister become pregnant, why didn't you tell such good news earlier?" ”
"Feng Lingye!" Zhuang Nanyan gritted his teeth and glared at her, he had been hiding it for so long, but he didn't expect to be seen through by her at a glance.
was caught, and his attitude was still so tough, Feng Lingye couldn't help but smile, "What is my sister doing so angry, the prince must not know about this matter, right?" ”
Zhuang Nanyan's face really changed, he bit his lower lip, endured it for a while, and finally squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Sister is laughing again, everyone knows this fetus, he is a wild species, he can't be left, how can he tell the prince?" ”
"So, my sister wants to kill him?" Feng Lingye glanced at her flat belly, "It's also a life, I told the prince, maybe I will read it for the sake of the child's innocence, and let my sister give birth to ......"
"Sister!" Zhuang Nanyan hurriedly interrupted her words, and said with a smile, "Even if the prince is merciful, my sister will definitely not give birth to this child, and please ask my sister to be good and hide it from the prince for me, right?" ”
"I can hide it from the first year of junior high school, but I can't hide it from the fifteenth, this child is growing up day by day, and paper can't contain the fire after all." Feng Lingye reminded lightly.
Zhuang Nanyan tried his best to hold back his anger, "My sister reminded me, so my sister is planning to find a way to get rid of this child." ”
"Sister, have you figured out a way?" Feng Lingye asked.
Zhuang Nanyan was stunned, she seemed to be a little too concerned, if she had already announced the news to the whole world on weekdays, how could she be so kind, "Such a big thing still needs to be considered slowly." ”
Feng Lingye bowed slightly, and didn't continue to ask any more, as if he didn't care much.
Zhuang Nanyan was apprehensive in her heart, and did not continue the topic, seeing Feng Lingye looking out of the window indifferently, with a casual look, she was a little puzzled for a while.
She thought that although Feng Lingye was very deep in the city, she was not a person who took the initiative to stir up trouble, and this matter had nothing to do with her, so she would not bother with this matter.
Halfway through, Feng Lingye got out of the carriage and then entered a restaurant on the side of the road, and because of morning sickness and the fact that she was found to be secret, where did she still have the heart to eat, so she returned to the palace with a heavy heart.
After lunch, he re-entered the palace and followed the arrangement of the Ministry of Rites to participate in the funeral-related activities.
When it was dark, he returned to his home, and this was repeated for many days, until the princes of the fiefdom arrived, and the procession of mourning became larger and more solemn.
Three days later, all the temples in Kyoto rang the death knell one after another, a total of 30,000 times.
On this day, Feng Ling's front foot had just returned to Qiufeng Garden, and Zhuang Nanyan's hind foot followed.
She couldn't help but look back at her and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is there something wrong with my sister?" ”
"Feng Lingye, I won't beat around the bush with you." I saw that her face was solemn, and after saying this, she turned around and entered the gazebo.
Feng Lingye glanced at her calmly and followed in.
She sat down on the cotton mat, then took a deep breath, seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and said in a deep voice: "I won't continue to pester you about the matter of the right eye, but the child in the belly, I must take it off, you make a condition."
After a few days of careful consideration, she decided that it was best for Feng Lingye to do this, firstly, she already knew about it, and secondly, she was a skilled and more reliable doctor.
I had never seen her so cheerful, but Feng Lingye was not surprised, after all, this matter was already burning her brows, and she couldn't afford the slightest hesitation, "What capital do you think you have to negotiate terms with me?" ”
Her eyes were cold, "Feng Lingye, don't forget, there are not only Zhuangfu, the prince, and the Duan Concubine behind me, but also the queen mother, now that the emperor is dead, who else do you think can protect you?" ”
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