Hailan and Ruyi were on the side, looking at Yihuan in a daze, full of unbearable feelings, but they really couldn't persuade them. Hailan asked the pity, who was guarding the side, "Does the emperor know?" Have you been there? ”

He Xi rubbed his reddened eyes: "I'm going to please." But the emperor is discussing with the Ministry of Internal Affairs about the remarriage of Princess Duanshu to Dzungar Dawaqi, and he can't come over for a while. ”

Hailan looked at Ruyi and said worriedly: "I'm afraid it's not just for political affairs, the emperor is also afraid of touching the scene, right?" ”

Ruyi's heart suddenly moved, and she sneered: "Touching the scene? ”

Yes, but not to touch the scene? Brother Ten was born with kidney deficiency and weakness, lingering in illness, and the medicine stone, but I don't know that it was not because the emperor gave Yi Huan a bowl of fetal medicine to drink, which hurt the mother and the child.

That's why I don't dare, and I don't want to come!

Ruyi's heart hardened in an instant, and she slowly raised her wrist, and the jade bracelet and the carved silver arm ring collided with each other, as if it was the most gentle call. She reached to Yihuan's side, with a few soft voices, but with the calmness and calmness of a bystander, and said, "The child is dead!" Yihuan, go! Go and show the emperor with his own eyes, and see how his child died of congenital deficiency! Only by letting him see for himself can he be unforgettable and never forget! ”

Yi Huan raised his head suddenly, stared at Ruyi deadly, and let out a sad and desolate cry: "No! My child is not dead! Not dead! She hugged the child in her arms tightly, "He can laugh, he can cry, he can move, he will call me my mother." My child won't die! Won't die! ”

Her cry was mournful and whimpering, like the mournful cry of a mother beast to the moon, resounding through the palace and not dispersing for a long time.

Hailan hugged her shoulders and cried: "Sister Shufei, the tenth elder brother has really passed. If you have the heart, let him see him one last time. This child, after all, is the only child between you and the emperor. ”

Xu is the "only" that Hailan said moved her, and the tears that Yi Huan had endured for a long time finally erupted. Ruyi took her hand and went out: "Remove your tears and show them to the emperor, your pain of losing a son should also be his heartache." ”

Yi Huan rushed out with the child in her arms, and Hailan snuggled beside Ruyi, like a tactful female di, and said strangely: "Niangniang's move, it seems that she deeply resents the emperor?" ”

There was a wry smile on the corner of Ruyi's lips: "Maybe it's because the palace is immersed in the palace day by day, and all the palace can think of is that this child can't die in vain, and Yihuan can't be sad in vain." And the child's death, isn't the emperor involved in it? ”

Hailan smiled lightly, like a river that had just melted spring water: "Niangniang is like this, the concubine is very happy." Her eyes lit up slightly, like an iridescent light, "This is the way to survive in the deep palace!" ”

Brother Shi's funeral has passed the first seven days, and Yihuan is still indulging in the pain of losing his son and can't extricate himself.

Xu is the miserable appearance of the tenth elder brother after his death stimulated the emperor as a father, and the emperor allowed the tenth elder brother to be buried with the prince of Duanhui in the garden. Such an honor can also show the emperor's sadness for the death of the tenth elder brother.

After Yihuan was deeply grateful, he was still sad and couldn't get out of bed. When Ruyi went to visit, she was lying on the bed with only a layer of plain white as frost, holding the belly pocket of the tenth elder brother in her hand and sticking it to her cheeks, the blood color disappeared from her lips, and the green silk was like a withered grass winding down from the pillow weakly, and she was as fragile as a spring snow about to be melted away by the warm sun.

Ruyi leaned on the door, remembering the day when she first saw Yihuan when she came out of the cold palace, her ink pupils were faint like floating waves, and her smile was as soft as a flower in the water. Such a bright face, almost like a snow-purple electric light, pierced the dark sky, making it impossible to force people's eyes.

Ruyi knew that she couldn't persuade her, and she couldn't bear to watch, so she had to put the bird's nest soup she brought in front of her and feed her half a cup before leaving silently.

After leaving the spring rain and comfort, Ruyi was depressed, so she helped Rong Pei to Siyi Bookstore to visit Yongqi who was studying.

At that time, it was late afternoon, most of the people in the palace were sleeping soundly, and the courtyard was extremely quiet. The sky is sparse and falling, and the rain line is like white silk, which entangles the sky and the earth in this infinite distance, and it is difficult to isolate it. Ruyi wore a half-worn moon-white lotus dark pattern thin silk robe, covered with pearl silk shoes, and slowly walked through the long and winding corridor with her waist up. The raindrops hit the green tiles of the heavy eaves, hit the new tender and broad green leaves of the plantain in the atrium, and the sound of Qingyue is like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate.

When bypassing the spring of Wuling, Ruyi was still sullen. Wuling spring is surrounded by thousands of mountain peaches, mixed with the foothills of the forest. If you stay in March, the falling flowers are colorful, floating on the water, or the morning sunset, the dazzling trees, and the snow is baking, its beauty is indescribable.

At this time, it is not the peach blossom season, no matter how good Wuling people are, it is also empty in spring.

What attracts Ruyi is the sound and rhyme of a string of beads.

It's obviously a very good voice, if you get time to adjust, it will naturally be more beautiful, and what is sung one by one is a song by Extreme Yanna:

There is no chaos in the spring, and there are resentments in the ground. It is my birth Xiao Chanjuan, and the gods and goddesses in one case of the famous family. Very good fate, throw youth away. Whoever sees my sleep will be shy. I want to dream of whom, and the spring is dark. Delay, where is this heartfelt. Drowning and frying, splashing the remnants of life and asking the sky.

In the quiet afternoon, the sound of rain continued, and the voice was as clear as the warbler Yanyanchun said Guanguan. After a while, the woman's voice was soft, and she sang:

The sun is shining, and the purples and reds are blooming all over. Full of carved columns, the clouds are fresh. The spring supervisor cherishes Fangfei so as not to be blown by the wind. So that the beautiful people are less concerned, and they are also very happy in their dreams.

Although no one responded, the song was accompanied by the sound of the rain, like a stream flowing at the bottom of the spring flowers, which was very emotional.

Ruyi sank her face and said coldly: "Brother Shi's new funeral, the emperor and Concubine Shu are both depressed and unhappy, who is singing such a glamorous tone here?" ”

Sanbao stepped forward and said: "If you go back to Niangniang, Wanchunxuan is Concubine Ling's residence. I heard that the emperor rarely summons Concubine Xingling these days, so she is idle to learn Kunqu opera lyrics from the kataka in Nanfu. ”

Ruyi's face was expressionless: "Sanbao, go to Wanchunxuan to check, no matter who sings these happy songs in the funeral of the tenth elder brother, they will all slap fifty, and let her go to the tenth elder brother Zi Palace to kneel for a day and a night." ”

On the second day, when Ruyi was incense for the tenth elder brother, she saw Yinwan, whose eyes were red and swollen, and her cheeks were high and swollen with red marks.

When Yan Wan saw Ruyi, she was a little timid, and shrunk her body to the ground: "The concubine greets the queen." ”

Ruyi didn't care about her, she only paid tribute to her. After a long time, she said slowly: "This palace punishes you, which is considered light." ”

Yin Wan wept and wept, very respectful: "The concubine forgot her feelings for a while, and she knew that she shouldn't sing during the mourning period of the tenth elder brother." No matter how the queen is punished, the concubines are willing to bear it. It's just that Niangniang ......" she raised her dark jade eyes with tears in her eyes, "I don't know why, the concubine always feels that the concubine is not as good as before." Whether the concubine was reckless and inadvertently did something offensive to the mother, and asked the mother to make it clear that the concubine was willing to bear all the consequences, but begged to treat the mother as before. ”

Her pitiful look instantly aroused Ruyi's deepest disdain and disdain, however, she didn't think it was necessary to say more about it, so she only said indifferently: "Don't you know all these things you've done in the past two years?" ”

Yin Wan bowed down, like a frightened little beast groveling, bowed her head and lowered her eyebrows, and said: "If what the queen mother said refers to the fact that the concubine was confused and failed to persuade the emperor to drink deer blood wine that day, the concubine really knows her mistake. If the mother is still angry, the concubine is punished by the punishment. ”

Ruyi looked at her beautiful face, which was somewhat similar to herself, and shook her head and said: "The punishment that this palace has done to you is only a matter on the surface, and you should be clear about what you do in private." If you live in peace in the future, this house can not worry about you; If you want to use any means, this palace will not tolerate you. She said so, brushed her sleeves and left.

After she left, she immediately leaned up. Chunchan hurriedly helped Yinwan to get up and said, "Little master, kneel carefully until your knees hurt." ”

Yin Wan sneered a few times: "What a powerful queen! What a big breath! She was a little uneasy, "Chunchan, what do you say, what does the queen know?" ”

Chunchan said softly: "The queen's mother's move is probably just because she is friendly with Concubine Shu and sympathizes with her for the loss of her son. If you really know something, with the attitude of the queen mother today, where can the little master be tolerated? ”

Yinwan's face was like the thick sky before the cold wave was coming, and the gaze that looked at Ruyi's back contained a trace of untamed yin owl look, like a lonely owl in the cold forest at night.

Compared with being heartbroken, what worries Ruyi more is Yihuan's complete numbness. Yi Huan seems to have lost all awareness of the world, can't cry, can't laugh, and ignores anyone's words. When Yi Huan could barely get up a few days later, he only spent all his thoughts and energy on copying the emperor's imperial poems.

The emperor also came to visit her several times, and even had to forcibly take away the pen and ink from her hand. However, she just looked at the emperor in a daze, stretched out her hand and said, "Give it back, give it back to me!" ”

The emperor couldn't help but hold her and weep: "Yihuan, you are still young and will have children." ”

She only held the child's clothes in her arms and murmured, "I only want this child, only this!" ”

Then, in addition to grief, he immersed himself even more frantically in paper and pen and ink.

At first, no one dared to move the imperial poems that were copied by hand, until in the end, everyone gradually understood that she was looking for traces of her love and survival and the short and bitter results brought by those loves in the imperial poems made by the emperor in his early years.

Yi Huan quickly became haggard, like a withered flower that had lost its moisture, just waiting for the day when it would completely wither.

On several occasions, Ruyi and Hailan accompanied her by her side, and she could not feel any other traces of her copying. Even every time she went to the Tenth Elder Brother's Zigong Palace to burn relics and scriptures, she did not shed a single tear, and she was not allowed to be accompanied, she was the only one who guarded the child's coffin and confided in a low voice.

The palace people privately discussed that Concubine Shu was like a madman because of the death of the tenth elder brother, and she didn't even care about the persuasion of the queen mother, and turned a deaf ear. Only Hailan whispered to Ruyi, it was a mother's biggest heartbeat, irreparable.