On the same day and night, in the palace of Prince Rui, Qi Qige came out of the bedroom wearing a windbreaker, and the messenger hurriedly entered the inner courtyard and saluted Fu Jin.

"What's the matter with the prince?" Zizig was nervous, and the couple rarely corresponded when Dolgon was out fighting, so whenever there was a letter, Dolgon was nervous, and Ziziger was nervous.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and Dolgon just told her that he was going to attack Matsuyama Castle soon, and that his return was just around the corner.

However, the most important thing Dolgon said was that the death of Concubine Chen was a great blow to Huang Taiji, and he was already in a trance when he left Songshan, although he couldn't see the emperor's current appearance thousands of miles away, he estimated that Huang Taiji could not be good.

The letter said: "Huang Taiji is already old and frail, just in case, at the critical moment, self-protection is the most important." ”

Ziziger lit the letter on the candle flame and watched them burn to ashes, her heart calming as the flames of her teeth and claws died down.

Huang Taiji is old and weak, Hai Lanzhu's death is a fatal blow to him, Qi Qige only saw the emperor on the day of Concubine Chen's funeral, and the tall and mighty man in the past has indeed lost a lot of weight. And Dolgon's meaning is very clear, to prevent Huang Taiji from following Concubine Chen.

Will it? Will this generation of emperors who are all over the world give up the great fortune that is about to come for a woman?

Zizig returned to the bed and gently patted the little tungor.

Her heart is very heavy, time has changed, Yu'er now has Fulin, when that day comes, what will Fulin do, will Dorgon kill Fulin?

In the palace, in the middle of the night, Niman carried a lantern and the emperor alone, coming from the Chongzheng Palace, as if he had returned to the inner palace after finishing court affairs, and went straight to the Guanju Palace.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, exactly the same as when Hai Lanzhu was there. After Hai Lanzhu's body was asked to leave, the earth dragon began to burn again here, and in this late autumn season, it should be warm and reassuring.

Only Baoqing was there, and she hadn't seen her for a few days, and the poor girl was guarding the incense burner in front of the spiritual platform, so that the incense would not be extinguished. When he saw the emperor enter the door, he froze in a daze, and then bowed to the ground, gradually trembling and crying, and couldn't get up.

Niman stepped forward and said, "Good girl, don't cry, go and rest, leave it to me here." ”

He picked up Baoqing and took her out of the door, Huang Taiji walked to the couch and saw the fan spike that fell on the pillow, sure enough, nothing had been moved in this room, and it still retained its previous appearance.

"Lan'er ......" Huang Taiji stepped forward quickly, holding the fan tassel in the palm of his hand, and the breath of Hai Lanzhu seemed to be wrapped between the silk threads, he put the fan tassel to his lips and lay on the kang head.

When Niman came back, he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the emperor like this, he had followed the emperor all his life, and he had never seen him shed tears a few times. ”

"Your Majesty, the minions are just outside the door." Niman whispered, "What's the matter, you command the minions." ”

Huang Taiji didn't make a sound, and Niman saw that the room was as warm as spring, and he didn't worry about the emperor catching a cold, so he quietly retreated.

He lowered the curtain and closed the door, and before he stood still, he saw Su Mala coming from behind with a small and delicate glass lamp, and said kindly, "You can rest, the slave and maid are guarding here." ”

"This?"

"I'm young, it's okay, you rest, the emperor can't do without you during the day."

Su Mala sent the glass lamp to Niman, and sent the elderly away, and she moved a small stool to sit in front of the door to watch the night for the emperor.

Huang Taiji was lying on the couch where he used to lie with Hai Lanzhu, even though his body was warm, his hands were empty, and his heart was as cold as winter.

He stroked the bedding inch by inch, looking for Hai Lanzhu's breath, tears kept pouring out of the corners of his eyes.

"You're so ruthless, leave me ......"

Su Mala outside the door couldn't hear these words, but she could feel the sad breath coming from inside through the door, she looked back at the scene of Yongfu Palace, curled up, and didn't know when it would get better on this day.

However, at this moment, a pair of gloomy eyes were looking from the window lattice of the Lintoe Palace opposite, and Namu Zhong was wearing a thin bedrobe and standing barefoot in front of the window.

Lixin, who was dozing off on her footsteps, woke up, suddenly saw someone in front of the window, and was bluffed, and when she saw that it was her master, she quickly took Namu Zhong's soft shoes and put them on for her: "You are careful of catching a cold, it's not a joke to be sick." ”

Namu Zhong sneered: "You and I are like Hai Lanzhu, a little headache and brain fever can kill you?" ”

Li Xin cautiously persuaded: "Don't say such things now, Niangniang, it will anger the emperor." ”

Namu Zhong glanced at her: "I always told you in the past, but now you have learned well." Yes, I can't say that, even God helps me, I can't do it myself. ”

Su Mala kept watch all night, and the next morning, when the emperor was supposed to go to the morning court, Niman came with people. Huang Taiji was changing his clothes inside, and when he heard Niman talking to Su Mala outside the door, he called them all in.

"Were you guarding last night?" Huang Taiji asked.

"If you go back to the emperor, you are a slave." Su Mala said, "Is it that the slave didn't hear your orders and failed to serve you well?" ”

Huang Taiji shook his head: "I slept well. ”

I don't know when I fell asleep last night, although the tears were dried before falling asleep, it was the most stable night since returning to Shengjing, and I felt better at the moment.

"You're guarding outside, what should Yu'er do?" Huang Taiji said, "Her body is not well yet, you have to worry more about your master, let's go and rest now, don't be exhausted one by one." ”

"Yes." Su Mala didn't say much, and helped quickly, and when the emperor was dressed and went to the Chongzheng Hall to listen to the government, Baoqing also came back.

The two sisters spoke in front of the door and comforted each other, and Baoqing continued to guard the Guanju Palace.

Naturally, no one dares to casually break into Concubine Chen's bedroom at the moment, except for Zhezhe and Yu'er, who will come to incense during the day, everyone is well-behaved, and no one dares to get along with the emperor at this juncture.

Huang Taiji handled court affairs as before, discussed military affairs with the military generals, and seemed to have woken up from the grief of Concubine Chen's death, but only those who followed him knew that the emperor's grief had not diminished in the slightest.

Every time he went to the imperial mausoleum to pay tribute to Concubine Chen, he would sit alone in the main hall for a whole day, and in October, the emperor issued an order to posthumously pay homage to Concubine Borzigit Hailanzhu, for Min Huigong and Concubine Yuan.

The hidden meaning behind the title of Concubine Yuan attracted a lot of discussion among the courtiers and the people.

Huang Taiji's harem has long been controlled by Horqin, even if Hai Lanzhu is posthumously crowned queen, Horqin will not have any objections, and Lintoe Palace Yanqing Palace is not a climate, to put it bluntly, this is the emperor's own family matter, even the queen of the middle palace did not frown, who would have nothing to do in this matter, and the emperor can't get along.

It is undeniable that Huang Taiji once again put his beloved woman in the position of the emperor's wife, and the minister of civil and military affairs did not dare to criticize it openly, but he still used it as a gossip after tea and dinner behind his back.

said that Hai Lanzhu snatched her sister's grace, snatched her aunt's dignity, and robbed all the harem women's husbands, so much glory and such heavy blessings were pressed on her body, and she deserved her short life.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and these unpleasant words have not escaped the ears of Huang Taiji.

During the mourning period of Concubine Chen, despite the ban of the imperial court, Zahana, the auxiliary prince who enjoyed a banquet at home, was robbed of his lord and his house. The county king Adali, who was talking about the rights and wrongs of Concubine Chen, was imprisoned, the palace maids who ran and frolicked in the palace were whipped, and the emperor did not let go of any of those who were disrespectful to Concubine Chen.

Wu Keshan sent many letters, asking Zhezhe and Da Yu'er to comfort the emperor more, not to make a big deal for Hai Lanzhu, he didn't want Horqin to stand on the opposite side of the court ministers, and he didn't want to offend too many people because of Hai Lanzhu's death.

But Zhezhe burned these letters in private, did not let the emperor know, did not mention it to Da Yuer, she silently gave time in her heart, after this year's Chinese New Year's Eve, Hai Lanzhu should really turn the page.

In a blink of an eye, in late October, Shengjing City was holding a first snow that did not fall, and the emperor planned to hold a big sacrifice for Hai Lanzhu thirty-five days after her death.

Yu'er did not follow the emperor, and sent Su Mala and Baoqing to serve with her, she was in the palace, helping her aunt to prepare for her sister's memorial, and on this day, Su Tai Fujin, who was seriously ill in Chahar, finally came back.

The eldest princess came back with her mother-in-law, and the widowed little woman was already depressed, and she was also loved by Hai Lanzhu, so she cried heartbroken in front of the spirit of Guan Ju Palace, and was persuaded by Zhezhe.

Su Tai Fujin followed behind with a haggard face, but when she looked up and saw the Lintoe Palace, she was like crazy and rushed over.

Before everyone came back to their senses, there was already a noise inside, and they hurriedly followed, only to see Su Tai Fujin pressing Namu Zhong on the ground, Na Mu Zhong struggled desperately, better than being young and strong, Su Tai Fujin was sick and weak and gradually unable to support, and the palace maids were busy pulling forward, in the end, it was pulled away.

"Slut!" Namu Zhong, who stood up, rushed over and rewarded Su Tai Fujin with an ear scraper.

Not to be outdone, Su Tai Fujin raised his leg and kicked her knee, Namu Zhong suddenly rolled to the ground in pain, and Su Tai Fujin was about to pounce and tear again, but was scolded by Zhezhe.

"Niangniang, Niangniang......" Su Tai Fujin was heartbroken and collapsed on the ground crying, "It was this slut who killed Ezhe, Niangniang, Namu Zhong killed my son, my child." ”

The eldest princess was on the side, and when she heard her mother-in-law crying about her husband, she was immediately sad, and she was even more strange, pulling Su Tai Fujin and asking: "Eniang, what did you say, who hurt Ezhe, who hurt Ezhe?" ”

Shocked by this, Namu Zhong couldn't even care about the sharp pain in his knees, and struggled to get up.

She did everything she could, but she didn't expect Su Tai Fujin to come back alive, and she didn't expect that she would have the courage to say this kind of thing in public, and Ezhe really told his mother that a man who didn't have a seed was not worthy of being Lin Dan Batur's son at all.

Da Yu'er came in from outside the door, and when she saw this posture, she knew that her and Su Mala's inference was correct, so she immediately ordered someone to take Su Tai Fujin and the eldest princess away, and said to Zhezhe: "Auntie, leave it to me here." ”