Outside the window of the dormitory, Jue Chan stood holding Xianghe's hand, she heard that Concubine Wen had fallen and wanted to visit, but she heard such words when she walked under the window, and she inevitably felt that Concubine Wen was pitiful, a love word was so heavy, she could never talk about love in this life, but she still regarded love as the most beautiful existence in the world, although she hoped that Concubine Wen could belong to her, but she was as smart as her, how could she not know how easy it was to talk about love in this deep palace.

"Master, let's ......"

"Come back, Niangniang must not want to see anyone now, if you just now, we haven't heard anything."

Jue Chan led the Xianghe to turn back, now she is out of confinement, although the fat body when she was pregnant is slowly decreasing, but it is no longer the thin and slender as before, no more than a little less than a plump figure, plus her beautiful face, it is really enough to stand out in this palace, but she doesn't care about it, she is willing to live this life in the side hall of Xianfu Palace, and she has no feelings for the eighth elder brother, and even feels that he is Concubine Wen's child, as if she wants to use cold-blooded ruthlessness to commemorate her lost love.

Back in the hall, Jue Chan sat back on the kang to embroider her purse, needlework is the only thing she can use to pass the time now, as for reading and writing, she and Rong Ruo were together at that time, without Rong Ruo, it is meaningless to hold a pen and hold a book.

Xianghe went in and out, and soon brought in a handful of pear blossoms, and said with a smile: "Sent by Chengqian Palace, should the master be left in the house?" ”

"Take that plain white amphora and give me a pair of big scissors." Jue Chan came to be interested, and when the fragrant lotus was ready, he carefully served the flower branches, and in the click, a bottle of pear blossoms came out slim, and the fragrant lotus admired, "The master will also arrange flowers, and you are really good-looking." ”

"I don't know much about the doorway, I think it's probably the same as embroidery and tailoring, everyone's gestures are different." Juezen sat quietly admiring the flowers, and his memories slowly drifted back to the old days.

Shocked and leaked, protecting spring sleep, especially delicate and only self-pity. Message: The wind is good, and the green window comes with the strings. On the days when the pear blossoms are like snow, she will inevitably be with Rong Ruo, writing poems under the willows in front of the flowers, and now she recalls it bit by bit, for fear that time will pass and she will forget the beauty of the past.

"I heard that all palaces have pear blossoms, do you think there will be Yikun Palace? Yi Concubine Niangniang is sick like that, do you still have the heart to enjoy the flowers? Xianghe was a little gloating, and said hatefully, "So, God has eyes, and the things in this world are not unreported before the time comes." ”

Xianghe's words, naturally by Juechan blame don't talk much, but her words may not be unreasonable, the former scenery of Yikun Palace is now such a field, when Queen Niu Hulu was still Concubine Zhao, she also lingered on the sickbed, as if the women who live here have to experience ups and downs, and now the spring is blooming, and the concubines are like flowers, but they are silent and stay at home.

At this time, the pear blossoms rewarded by Chengqian Palace were also sent to Yikun Palace, and Taohong took over and thanked the master, but the master didn't like it, so he only let the palace maid go elsewhere, and when she came back, Yi Concubine drank the medicine and was crookedly recuperating, and when she came back, she asked: "What are the people from Chengqian Palace doing?" ”

Taohong responded: "Chengqian Palace rewarded you with pear blossoms for you to enjoy, only to hear that Concubine Wen went there to cut the flower branch and fell and injured herself, and the concubine Niangniang came to enjoy the flowers, and said very unceremoniously, please don't worry about the pear blossoms there there, you don't have to hurt a few more people." ”

"Concubine Tong is very happy." Yi Concubine was embarrassed, but after saying two words, she felt an itchy throat, coughed violently for a while before she recovered, leaned softly on the big pillow, and said with teary eyes, "Am I not getting better from this disease?" After so many pills every day, there is no improvement. ”

"Master, you have to be relieved, the doctor said that after typhoid fever, you will have to cough and wheezing, and you will have to raise it for a month or two, you have to be patient, aren't these days much better than the previous days?" Peach twisted a handkerchief to wipe her and comforted, "It's just like the catkins are flying outside, so it's better if we don't go out." ”

Yi Concubine sighed, rubbed her forehead and said, "Fortunately, Long Live Lord is still worried, otherwise my heart would be cold." ”

Speaking of which, Taohong was very worried before, worried that the emperor would ignore everything that happened in the Yikun Palace after returning to the palace, if she didn't care about Guo Guiren's death, if she didn't pay attention to the serious illness of Concubine Yi, her master would definitely be heartbroken, but fortunately, the emperor sent someone to inquire about the condition the day after he came back, and also sent a lot of things brought back from outside.

"On the day of spring, I should have let others come to my place to gather, but now it has become a place of bad luck." Yi Concubine sighed, opened her eyes and looked into the room again, "Let's have any flowers and grass here?" They should forget my sister, but they don't want me to forget me. ”

Taohong persuaded her: "Guo Guiren has not passed seventy-seven, he is always a person from our Yikun Palace, or your own sister, and the slave maid thinks that what you are kind to give out, others may not appreciate it." You take care of your body with peace of mind, and when your body is better, Guo Guiren's seven days have passed, how good is it for you to visit each palace and courtyard in person? ”

"Yes, it's too late for people to hide from us now." Yi Concubine thought of her sister's death, her heart was uncomfortable, not for the deceased to grieve, but not for the living how to live in the future, I thought that the emperor would really forget her when he returned this time, but people sent people to ask for warmth, and the emperor could not come to the door in person when he was sick, so he finally met a thing that made her feel comfortable, and she was full of hope that after she recovered, she could revive the scenery of Yikun Palace.

At this time, the palace maid in the small kitchen came, Taohong went to the door to listen to a few words, and came back to ask Yi Concubine: "The dry goods sent by Concubine Rong in the morning have been soaked, do you want to stew soup or boil porridge?" ”

Yi Concubine has no appetite, and said lazily: "Let's stew soup, just pour it down as medicine, I really don't want to eat." ”

Taohong went to instruct again, and when she came back, she said: "These days, Concubine Rong is still thinking about it, and she sends some things from time to time, and our Yikun Palace is not short of this bite to eat and drink, but it is her heart." ”

Yi Concubine sneered: "Mind or scheming, who knows, you remember these good things for me, and I will return favors in the future." ”

Before the words fell, the little eunuch in front of the door came in again, Taohong went to support, and when he came back, he held a food box, opened a can of soup inside, and said with a smile: "The imperial meal of the Qianqing Palace was rewarded, and the little eunuch sent it passed on the words of the Lord Long Live it, saying that I remember that you sent soup every day in the summer of the old year, and asked you to take good care of your body, and this summer, the emperor is still waiting for the soup you send to drink." ”

Yi Concubine's eyes were red, as if she was moved, watching the peach soup delivered to her, and then swallowed it in one gulp, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes, and sobbed: "Sending soup soup in the old year is also my sister's idea, the emperor is talking like this now, I am panicked in my heart." ”

Peach has nothing to say, now it's not good for the top to care, it's not good not to care, only when the master recovers from his illness, she should fight for what should be robbed, let her calculate it herself.

And a few days after that, the Qianqing Palace still rewarded Yikun Palace soup every day, and the emperor saw the favor of Yi Concubine for all to see, and felt that she still had holy grace on the sickbed, and she would come back from illness in the coming day, and I don't know what the situation was. But in the good spring of March, the palace was sick and injured, and the emperor had just returned from the mausoleum of the two queens.

In the blink of an eye, the injury on Lan Qi's knee has long been healed, as before, she serves in Cining Palace every day, and the Empress Dowager relies on her very much, although the discipline is very strict, just like she once taught the young Xuan Ye, but she loves Lan Qi the most in her heart, and there are not too many rules for speaking on weekdays, just like the intimacy of grandchildren.

Su Mala also has to be idle all the time, and many things are also handed over to Lan Qi to be the main cook, and now Concubine De is like the number one in the Cining Palace, and everyone is muttering behind her back, fortunately, she has not been involved in the affairs of the Sixth Palace, otherwise no one in this palace can restrain her.

In the first half of the month, the guests from Horqin from afar finally entered Beijing, the emperor was happy for Grandmother Bo, and held a feast to entertain those princes and nobles, who came were the fresh blood of the Horqin Borzigit family, the young princes and princesses, although the empress dowager did not recognize them, in the end, she could never go back to the grassland at this age, and she was very happy to see the breath of the grassland on the children.

It has been so lively for several days, and the old people have not seen mental fatigue, and there are more Mongolian women in the palace, and different costumes shuttle between the palaces and pavilions, which has a unique scenery. However, when the concubines got together, they set their eyes on the princesses Gege from the grassland, and when they heard that the emperor had ordered them to come, the women began to wonder if the emperor should accept a few Mongolian Gege into the palace.

Concubine Hui died early, and there were no more Mongolian concubines in the palace, and the first emperor was the most Mongolian concubine in the palace, and the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager were also people from Horqin.

Looking at the young Gege who accompanied this trip, most of them were fourteen or fifteen years old, although they were young, but they were enough to enter the palace, from the moment they entered the women's sight, they became the concubines' after-dinner conversation, saying that this is good-looking, saying that the temperament is wild, and when it comes to the situation of most of the month, at the end of April, the emperor only gave one of the girls to Prince An as a daughter-in-law, as for whether he himself is included in the palace, there has been no clue, and these rumors have gradually stopped.

On this day, Xuanye rested in Yonghe Palace, and when the night was quiet, Huanchun came in to change the candles, and saw the emperor and his master standing in front of the table writing together, whispering with their ears and temples, she smiled happily and quickly retreated, but before she walked out of the door, she heard the master inside shouting, came in and asked what was the matter, saying that the emperor was hungry and wanted to have a supper.

Huanchun hurriedly went to Zhang Luo, the two of them put pen to paper, Lan Qi brought water to let Xuan Ye wash his hands, and was spilled with water on her face, she squinted her eyes and said angrily: "This matter is left in the house of the flat-headed people, and when I meet a tigress's housewife, I must have a basin of water on Xianggong's head." ”

"Nonsense, do you dare to go to the imperial grandmother and say this?" Xuan Ye scolded her, but she was in a very good mood, held up the words written by the two, and said, "You can be taught, your words are getting more and more beautiful, and I thought that now you are serving the emperor's grandmother and taking care of Yinzuo, and these are all wasted." ”

"What the emperor taught, do the concubines dare to be wasted? I'm not looking for a scolding. Lan Qi smiled and washed her hands, tired of reading together, but heard the emperor say, "It's a pity that those cousins of mine can't speak Manchu and Chinese well, why don't they teach them now?" ”

Lan Qi didn't understand for a while, her brain turned, and a spirit pouted and asked, "Could it be that the emperor wants to admit someone to the palace?" ”

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