Because the imperial doctor continued to take heavy medicine and took turns to accompany him, the second elder brother's illness improved slightly. The pure concubine also came back after going to the elder brother's office and said: "The palace quietly changed it while the palace people were turning over the quilt, and it is said that no one saw it." It's just that the weather has warmed up a little in the past few days, is the quilt too thick, so I won't use it? ”

Hailan smiled steadily and persuaded: "Don't worry about everything, there will always be a time when the weather will cool down." ”

The pure concubine had tried her best, so she had to wait and see the changes, and said hatefully: "I have to let the queen suffer a little loss in order to get out of this evil breath in the heart of the palace!" ”

This night, the emperor stayed in Hailan Palace, and after the lingering of his body, only the strength to rely on each other remained. The tassels of the cloud brocade tent are overflowing, sporadically embroidered with auspicious patterns of dark red and silver threads, quietly wandering on the ground, even the red candles outside the tent can only reflect a little red and hazy light.

The emperor closed his eyes tiredly and comfortably, and took a soft breath: "Hailan, I always feel that you even have a unique fragrance between the pillows here, and others can't find it there." ”

Hailan curled a soft and graceful arc between the emperor's arms with a black and green silk, and chuckled: "Where did the emperor go to find it?" Empress? Hui Guifei? Or is it a concubine? ”

The emperor sighed silently: "The empress is preoccupied with Yonglian, and she is restless day and night. For this reason, I haven't stayed with the queen for a long time. ”

Hailan said: "Didn't the queen keep begging the emperor to move the second elder brother to Changchun Palace for treatment?" The emperor might as well agree, it's more convenient to have two clicks. ”

The emperor was a little embarrassed: "The queen is asking for me like this." I thought that although Yonglian's illness was better, it was easy to catch a cold when he moved, and the imperial doctor also felt that it was inappropriate, so I just gave up. What's more, the queen's temperament is so good and strong, in the spring, Yonglian was raised in the Changchun Palace, and when the illness improved slightly, the queen urged him to read and write, a good child, but he was forced to be like that. When the emperor talked about several princes, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional: "Of my three sons, the second elder brother is too strict in discipline, and the third elder brother is too indulgent, only the eldest elder brother is diligent and studious, but unfortunately my mother died early, and I can't take care of it very much." ”

Hailan lay on the emperor's arm, the stickiness of the skin and sweat made her a little unaccustomed, she moved quietly, but her lips were still smiling like flowers, as if the little daughter was coquettish: "Doesn't the eldest brother have an adoptive mother to raise?" ”

The emperor sighed silently: "Although the pure concubine is good, it is not as good as ......" He subconsciously stopped, took a deep breath, and chuckled: "It's so fragrant." It seems to be on you, it seems to be between the tents, what kind of fragrance is it? ”

Hailan's heart shook slightly, as if she had been gently scratched by someone's little finger, and she faintly understood. She smiled gracefully, pressed the soft pillow under the emperor's neck and said: "It is the collection of Tumi just after spring, and the calamus leaves are crushed and rolled in the silk cotton, although the fragrance of this flower pillow is faint but long and long, so that the quilt and even the bed tent are filled with Tu Yu Fen, people will be soaked in flowers in their sleep, so that the concubines dream in their dreams that they have become butterflies in the flowers." ”

The emperor scratched her nose and said, "The pillow is embroidered with fragrant quilts, and the pillow is very fragrant tonight." Your mind is so delicate, it is clear that you are an old person, but it always makes me feel that you are a new love, and you are surprised and strange again and again, as if you are different from before. ”

Hailan twisted a strand of green silk, smiled stupidly, and was a little faint: "I hope that the new love will become an old person again, and will be left behind by the emperor." ”

"It's been a long time since the new love, and it's also an old love, how can you forget it." The Emperor smiled and put his arms around her, resting his side face on the rose-colored soft pillow, and sniffed lightly, "Tell me, who taught you this?" It is clearly like the dexterity of Jiangnan's daughter. ”

Hailan glanced at the emperor quietly, and saw that there was an intoxicating smile between his eyebrows and eyes, so he dared to test and say: "It's Sister Ruyi......" She was speechless, stopped talking, and spied on the slight change in the emperor's expression with a frightened look, but the emperor just turned around and said quietly: "Many things can't go as expected...... Hyland, I'm tired. ”

Hailan stretched out her hand and stroked the emperor's shoulder blade, and said softly: "The concubines know, the concubines understand." ”

The emperor's voice was heavy and tired: "Concubine Jia only thinks about giving birth to a prince, and she doesn't like princesses; Concubine Hui is also bent on having a child on me; The pure concubine only thinks about the child and rarely thinks about me; As for the queen, her mind was also on Yonglian. It was only when I saw you that I felt a little looser. Because, you don't ask for anything. ”

Hailan hugged his shoulders from behind, her lips pressed against the silky bedclothes, the kind of smooth, like a woman's skin, soft and tender. Unlike men, no matter how full the body is, it always has the taste of lust.

Hailan's voice murmured: "How does the emperor know that Hailan doesn't ask for anything?" ”

The emperor was already sleepy, but he still replied: "I want to enter your position, but you always refuse; I have rewarded you with jewels and delicate things, and you have no more than a smile; You are happy to come often, but you never complain when you come less. I always feel that you are different from the women in the palace, you don't ask for anything, or what you ask, I can't give it, I don't even know ......"

When it came to the last few sentences, the emperor was already vague. Hyland reached out and stroked his arm, trying to get used to leaning on him, but still felt strange and hesitant.

Even at the moment of skin-to-skin blind date, she felt that her soul was far, far away from her body, as if she was safe only by looking at it coldly and keeping her distance. Just as the emperor said, she has a different indifference from other women, this indifference is as she knows since her years of falling out of favor, the love of the emperor, the love of men, is never reliable. For when you are around, nature rejoices in one another; It's a matter of time before you leave. This intimacy is neither long-term nor irreplaceable.

Because of all this joy, there are always different demands and satisfactions in different women.

And all this favor she has today is not as good as the person who has always been by her side, the hands. Only that person made her feel that she could rely on it, that she could breathe with peace of mind, and that she didn't have to deal with it with a smile.

The dream of this night was long and trivial, and she dreamed of many things in the past, herself who worked in the embroidery room of the hidden mansion, who was favored for the first time, who was ignored and ignored, and who was envied by others at the moment.

When I woke up, it was still dark. She quietly got up and put on her coat, wanting to drink a cup of tea to quench the fatigue and thirst caused by the excessive fatigue before going to bed last night. The red candle in front of the bed flickered with a faint light, and the candle tears were drooping down, filled with copper panhua candlesticks, which were really like the tears stained with a woman's rouge.

She slowly drank a slightly cold tea, looked back at the sleeping man on the bed, and thought that she would never shed sad rouge tears for the handsome man in front of her for the rest of her life. She thought intently, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the emperor's face, in all fairness, he is indeed a clear man, like a jade mountain going up, radiant, no wonder the palace from the concubine to the palace maid, there are few people who do not fall in love with him, just like Sister Ruyi in the cold palace, the same is true. It's just that she didn't even think about it, she thought that she would spend her life in the deep palace as a concubine who was not favored, and she also learned to please him like this tactfully.

As he was concentrating, a terrible cry suddenly erupted violently. Hailan was in a trance, thinking that it was some kind of night owl or the desolate roar of a wild cat, which could almost tear people's ears apart.

But that cry was like tearing through the tranquility of the Forbidden City in the middle of the night, and one after another more tragic cries came from afar.

The emperor woke up a little confused and asked her, "What is the sound?" ”

Hailan was also confused, but it was Li Yu who knocked on the door in a hurry outside. Li Yu has always been a steady person, if it were not for the urgent and important matter, he would never knock on the door of the concubine's dormitory with the emperor staying at such a hurry and no sense of proportion at such a time of three watches.

Hailan hurriedly put on her clothes and opened the door of the palace, Li Yu's feet were weak, and he almost climbed up to the emperor, crying: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...... Something big is wrong......"

The Emperor sat up alertly: "What's the matter with the crying outside?" ”

Li Yu lay on the ground and cried, "It's my brother...... It's what Brother ......."

The emperor stood up with some fear, and after a pause, he subconsciously rushed to the window, and slammed open the window to look in the direction of the elder brother. There was a cold wind outside the window, and the emperor unconsciously shuddered. Hailan hurriedly hugged Dayu and put it on for him: "Take care of the emperor, don't catch the cold." ”

The emperor shook his shoulders as if he was crying, and his voice was full of doubt and unconfidence: "Is it...... What happened to the third elder brother? Li Yu, it's the third elder brother, right? ”

Li Yu knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, you mourn." It's the second elder brother, the second elder brother. ”

The emperor turned his face in disbelief, stumbled step by step, sat down on the edge of the bed almost out of strength, and muttered, "How can it be the second elder brother?" How so? Like a desperate beast, he looked up to the sky and said, "Yonglian is my son-in-law, my son-in-law!" I am a son of God, and God will not take my son-in-law away! He was only nine years old, and he was going to inherit my imperial lineage, and he ...... "The emperor choked on the choking in his throat, and he gasped and could not speak.

Hailan hurriedly poured water and handed it to the emperor's lips, stroking his back for him. Li Yu cried and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, you mourn, you mourn." The queen has rushed over from Changchun Palace, you ......"

The emperor didn't have time to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and had already roared angrily: "Change my clothes!" I don't believe it, I don't believe it! ”

Hailan stood aside, listening intently to the sadness in the cry, and her face also showed a sad look with the emperor, and even the tears in her eyes fell with her heart.

But only she knows, only she knows. At that moment, the joy and relief spread to her heart at the same time, tightly grasping her trembling soul.

In the third year of Qianlong, on October 12, the second elder brother Yonglian died at the age of nine. The emperor lost his beloved son, was heartbroken, and was posthumously crowned as the crown prince.

When she heard the news, Hailan was changing into plain clothes and silver jewelry, sitting in the warm pavilion slowly folding gold and silver ingots and dark paper, and said idly: "What's the use of mourning after death, it's just that the living people talk about comfort." I don't believe it, the dead child of Concubine Mei and Concubine Yi met the second elder brother underground, and they would call him 'prince'? ”

Ye Xin was beside him and whispered, "The little master has stacked so many dark papers, where are you going to burn them?" You are not allowed to see these unlucky things in the palace. ”

Hailan slightly cocked the silver-inlaid jade armor, and said slowly: "Didn't you tell the little master Ruyi that I would send the dark paper over to accompany her to melt together." ”

Ye Xin said worriedly: "The little master is going to the cold palace again?" ”

Hailan glanced at her: "What's wrong?" ”

Ye Xin was a little worried: "It's an eventful time in the palace now...... is doing too much for Prince Duanhui, and it's better not to go for the little master. ”

Hailan snorted lightly and said calmly: "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" ”

As she was talking, she heard that the door of the warm pavilion was suddenly pushed open, and a pure concubine dressed in plain green flashed in as quickly as a shadow, and there was obvious confusion on her always peaceful face, as if the six gods had no master. Hailan raised her face and motioned for Ye Xin to go out, and she didn't get up to greet her, but was busy with the work in her hands and said: "Now that there are many things in the palace, the fear and panic on the face of the pure concubine Niangniang is not enough in the concubine palace, if you are seen by others outside, people still think that the ghost of the second elder brother is chasing your heels and scaring you?" ”