"Am I incompetent?" There was a kind of eerie and poignant beauty on Concubine Mei's bright red lips lined with pink frost on her pale face, and she sighed to herself gloomily, "Yes! A lifetime of being driven by others and used by others is incompetent. However, then again, someone with a little bit of value is better than nothing. When you think about it this way, I'm not incompetent to the end. She bowed slightly, "Queen Mother, please come not for anything else, just to be in the palace for more than ten years, and you are about to die, and you are the only one who owes favors after thinking about it." ”

"Do you want to thank Bengong for burying your child for you?" Ruyi smiled miserably, "This palace is destined to be a childless woman in this life, and she has done things that others are taboo to do for your child, so she became the fate of seeing him back then." ”

Concubine Mei's eyes were filled with a little sad crystal: "I know." My child was born a monster, but thank you for being willing to do these things for my child. ”

"He's not a monster, he's a nice kid." Ruyi's voice was extremely soft, as if soothing a helpless child, "He is very delicate, like you." ”

A slanting wind swept by, Ruyi unconsciously gave birth to a layer of sympathetic cold, and stretched out her hand to cover the fluttering window. Concubine Mei sat stupidly, unable to move, unable to speak, only the tears in her eyes became more and more full, and finally a teardrop fell from under the long eyelashes, clear as morning dew, and disappeared in an instant. For a moment, she tried her best to calm down: "Thank you, only you will tell me that he is a good-looking child." However, no matter what others say, in my heart, he will always be the best child. ”

Ruyi stared at her knowingly: "Your child can't enter the genealogy jade, and when he dies, he can only be silently thrown into the mass grave." Hongu once wanted to do this, but he didn't dare after all. Now that you have chosen a feng shui treasure to be reburied, and you have spent a good time with your child, it should be regarded as a ride for you, so that your mother and son can meet underground, and you don't have to live and die apart. ”

Concubine Mei let out a long sigh of relief, and the thin layer of tear stains on her face instantly condensed into frost, and she burst into a cold and snowy smile: "Yes! I'm a mother, and when I go underground, I can finally have a face to see my child. In the first years of his departure, I was really afraid, afraid that he was lonely underground, and there was no brother to accompany him. Guess what, at this time, will my child be with Empress Xiaoxian's second elder brother Yonglian, or will he prefer to be with his younger seventh elder brother Yongcong? ”

Seeing her cold and determined smile, Ruyi suddenly remembered something, and her heart twitched fiercely: "Yongcong? She couldn't help but approach Concubine Mei, "Yongcong has a good pox plague, and it has nothing to do with you, right?" ”

As if she had been whipped heavily, Mei Concubine raised her head: "Naturally! Empress Xiaoxian killed my child, and I will pay for her son's life, one life for another, which is very fair! ”

Ruyi tried her best to suppress the surging tide in her heart, and asked quietly: "How did the seventh elder brother die?" ”

Extreme relief and satisfaction permeated Concubine Mei's face, just like the Ruizhi flowers embroidered on her auspicious clothes, unreal and complex flower branches, the color was as bright as jade, blooming arbitrarily and gorgeously, it was real joy. She fiddled with the fine rice beads and tassels hanging down from her chest, and said slowly: "Queen Mother, not only have you seen Mo Xin, but I have also seen it." She couldn't ask for you, so she came to me. ”

Ruyi was stunned: "Moxin begged you?" Her brows furrowed slightly because of doubt, "You are just a little concubine, it is not easy to get close to Empress Xiaoxian's Changchun Palace, and you may not be able to do these things, how could Mo Xin come to beg you?" ”

Concubine Mei's tone was stagnant, and she didn't answer, but only looked at herself and said: "Why did I give birth to such a child, and how did my child die, I am in the dark." At that time, you were accused of harming me and Concubine Yi's children, but in fact, I didn't believe it in my heart! But only when you enter the cold palace, the emperor will see my pity, see the suffering of me and my children, and see that our mother and son are not demons! So I beat you, and I pointed at you and cried to the emperor! No way, I came out of Nanfu, and it was easy to get to that day, I had to save myself! I can't go back to Nanfu and live that kind of lonely and lowly life! She was a little apologetic, "Queen Mother, I'm sorry!" ”

Ruyi didn't take it to heart, and said softly: "This palace knows." At that time, everyone thought that this palace had harmed you. Whether you are angry, protect yourself, or do it. But after the palace came out of the cold palace, you didn't feel sorry for the palace. ”

Concubine Mei bowed her head and said, "Yes." God has eyes, I think about it day and night, and finally know who the enemy is and how to take revenge! I didn't hesitate at all, and immediately asked people to secretly take the underwear that Chunniang sent to wash for Mo Xin to wear for a few days and then send it back. When Mo Xin was wearing those clothes, the acne on her body turned into pus, and she was afraid that it would be insufficient, so Tetel punctured the pustule and smeared it. I asked someone to clip it back with a clip and mix it into Chunniang's clothes. That's great! Chun Niang was dressed without noticing, holding Yongcong to feed every day, and unknowingly, Chun Niang was infected with the pox epidemic, and Yongcong was also infected. She shrugged softly, shaking her shallot-like nails, and leaned back with a smile, "Poor child, it's in the hands of her cruel mother." She smiled happily, a vicious and pleasant light flashed in her eyes, "When Empress Xiaoxian was alive, she hurt you and Concubine Yu so badly, and you are afraid that you also hated her. ”

Ruyi opened her plain white palm: "Because the hands of this palace have been stained with blood that shouldn't be stained." Because the palace found that some things seemed to be done by Empress Xiaoxian, but in fact they may not have been done by her. There are many strange things that Hongu himself does not understand. ”

Concubine Mei glanced at Ruyi fiercely: "If it's not her, who else would be so protective of our children?" One life for one life, my heart is very happy! ”

The pavilion was unusually quiet, and the four eyes were like-eyed, and each understood what kind of complex feelings were engraved in each other's eyes.

Ruyi is like in a dream: "Now, is my heart happy? ”

Concubine Mei stroked her heart, tightly clutched the falling snow beads and jade tassels, and said freely: "Very happy!" But it hurts even more! My child was calculated in vain and died so miserably! Even, Fucha was much luckier than me, at least she watched her son die. And I, I don't even know what my child looks like! ”

Concubine Mei's feverish pain silently evoked the hidden pain of Ruyi's past years, the person who had harmed herself, the person who might still be hiding in the depths of the smoke and stretching out her claws, and the young life that was quietly hidden by herself, Hailan and Luyun. Her hands are not as clean as Concubine Mei. Sometimes, when people are quiet, looking at their well-maintained snow-white and delicate hands and translucent pink nails, they will suddenly be frightened, and suddenly see the dark red blood stains and fragments of flesh remaining between the nails. That bloody breath can't be washed away no matter what. She had to paint herself in bright colours, with sharp, elegant armor, with the cold brilliance of precious stones and gold, and with the cold hardness of armor, to make herself seem indestructible. Breathing slowly, she said in a deep voice, "Rui Ji, it's all over. At least the pain of losing your child, that person has already felt it, and even watched his own child die. Her misery is no less than yours! ”

Concubine Mei's originally delicate and haggard face was hideously distorted because of strong hatred: "Fortunately, I saw Mo Xin, otherwise my useless Eniang wouldn't be able to do anything, and I would have been kept in the dark until death!" ”

Ruyi calmed down and asked softly: "This palace heard that the jasmine pox epidemic broke out, and he knelt on the ground and died in the direction of Xianfu Palace. ”

Concubine Mei bowed slightly: "I ordered someone to send her to be burned, and she was loyal!" She clenched her hands tightly until her knuckles turned white, "In those days, listening to the cry of Changchun Palace, I was so happy!" I've never heard a better sound. One retribution and one retribution, this is the queen's retribution! The corners of her mouth were filled with resentful pleasure, and every word was like a sharp blade, rustling across the skin, cutting into the flesh, and glowing with dark red foam, "I thought that in this life, I didn't even know how my child died." But at that moment, the moment she killed her son, I was so happy! My hard-working child, E-Niang has finally avenged you. E-Niang has never been so happy in her life. The tears in her eyes became more and more, surging out, like a river bursting its banks, flowing wantonly, "But, my child, E-niang has never even seen what you look like." When the coming day goes underground, how can we see each other as a mother and son? E-Niang is so afraid, how afraid she won't be able to see you, she won't be able to recognize you. ”

There is a moist and soft place in the bottom of the heart that is gently touched, like a child's soft hand gently brushing, pulling up the deepest sourness. Ruyi said softly: "Mother and son's blood is thicker than water, he will recognize you." ”

Concubine Mei's eyes were almost crazy, full of love and compassion, and she whimpered, "Maybe." Child, others dislike you, but E-Niang won't. E-Niang loves you, E-Niang loves you. She stretched out her trembling withered hand into the void, as if holding her long-lost child, revealing a sweet and gentle smile, "My good boy, no matter what others think of you, you are Eniang's favorite good child." ”

Ruyi looked at her, as if she had swallowed a green plum raw, so sour that the tip of her tongue was bitter. In this gorgeous palace, although they are as beautiful as flowers, they are fierce, and they are ruthless, like the asuras of hell, but in the bottom of their hearts, there is always a trace of indescribable tenderness, or persistence, or madness. Ruyi couldn't help bending down and reaching out to support her: "Rui Ji, why are you doing this? ”