The fifth day of December in the eleventh year of Yongzheng.

The heavy snow has been falling for several days, and Prince Heshuo Hengke's mother-in-law, Tatara Wankey, is lying on the bed weakly, and the heavy snow sporadically pounces on the window, making a rustling sound. Wanyue looked at the sky outside through the window, her eyes were a little dizzy, she saw that the sky was very overcast, although the wind was not strong, but the cotton robe on her body seemed to have a fluttering sense of immortality, the hand stove had no residual temperature, the room where she lived was quiet, and the two mothers-in-law who served her had long since disappeared.

Wanyue moved her body, ready to stand up, her body was soft, and she trembled a little. There was a cane standing on the edge of the bed, and Wanyue walked over slowly, picked it up, and put it on her wrinkled hands. The crutches were cold in her hand, and a chill came from her palm, giving Wanyue the feeling of holding an ice cube.

Wanyue came to the dresser tremblingly with a cane, looked at herself in the mirror, and laughed self-deprecatingly. The woman's hair in the mirror has thinned a little, her goose-egg-shaped face is much thinner, and her face is covered with fine lines.

The rouge gouache on the dresser that had not been used for a long time had bottomed out, and her eyes were instantly moist. Wanyue knows that since his husband Jun Yinqi passed away a year ago, there is no place for her in this mansion. In addition, Yinqi's mother-in-law, her mother-in-law, and the former Kangxi's favorite concubine Yifei Niangniang also passed away three months ago, and there was no one to protect her, and these maids in the house unscrupulously bullied her, the old woman.

Thinking of this, Wanyue's heart was sad, and tears welled up. After calming down, he wiped the tears on his face, spread a light layer of grease powder on his face, and applied a thin layer of lipstick on his dry lips.

Even if she is in her last years, she wants to maintain her dignified and decent dignity as a concubine, this palace, she wants to take one last look. She sat up with her hands on the edge of the dresser, and there was already a trace of warmth on the stool.

She shuddered, then clenched her crutches with all her strength and walked out of the door.

The snow in the palace had not yet been swept away, and the ground was still covered with snow, and as soon as you stepped on it, you sank half a foot deep. She walked slowly, took a few steps, and when she turned back, the path she had just taken was blurry again.

She stood in the snow on crutches, and looked at every brick and tile, grass and tree in this palace with a look of pity.

Suddenly, her eyes turned and she saw a familiar figure walking through another corridor, and the dazzling court clothes made him look particularly conspicuous.

Among these children of Yinqi, his second son Aixinjue Luo Honghui looks the most like him, and it is no wonder that he will love the side Fujin Guerjia Yinan so much. Honghui also inherited the title of prince and was canonized by Emperor Yongzheng as Prince Heshuo Hengke.

Wanyue secretly sighed, Guerjia Yinan's life is better than her, Yinan gave birth to four sons and one daughter, and two sons have survived to adulthood. But Wanyue's eldest son died early, her second child was miscarried, and now she is old and feels lonely.

When Wanyue was young, she was the daughter of Zhang Baozhu, a foreigner who was a five-grade civilian Beijing official in Beijing, and Amma's official position was in the middle, so she was dressed and fed since she was a child, and she looked good. When relatives saw her, they praised her for growing up to be a rich and noble life.

Sure enough, when she reached the age of talking about marriage, she was given to the fifth son of Emperor Kangxi, Aixinjue Luo Yinqi, as her concubine.

On March 15, the thirty-sixth year of Kangxi, Wanyue married Yinqi, and the daughter of the five-grade member Wailang actually married the fifth son of the emperor, which was destined to cause a sensation in Beijing, and they all said that she had a good fate! After all, the other princes of Emperor Kangxi have a much more noble status than her.

Although she has the life of a noblewoman, she did marry the prince and became the daughter-in-law of the royal family. But she was timid and cowardly, and she didn't dare to accept the favor, thinking that she would be able to protect herself by being a quail in the backyard, but she didn't even protect her own children, and she just regretted this marriage.

In the huge palace, more than 30 years, at this moment, Wanyue only felt that she was afraid that she was powerless to resist this life-threatening winter, she barely struggled with her eyelids, she couldn't explain the complicated feelings in her heart, she only felt that this life was too aggrieved.

She shifted her somewhat empty steps, and the snow was still falling, each piece falling abruptly, and her feet were on the snow, and gradually there was no sound......

Her eyes gradually closed. If there is an afterlife, I only wish that the two love each other and give birth to a pair of women's football women.

In a daze, Wanyue felt that a maid next to her pushed her twice. But she didn't pay attention, she felt really tired, even if she died, she just wanted to close her eyes and sleep well at the moment.

The maid next to her saw that she didn't move, but stood aside and looked at this side Fujin who was sleeping with a red hijab upside down, she couldn't believe that this young lady was so behaving on such an important day.

It wasn't until the young lady's dowry, Mama Wang, pushed the door in that she stopped her careful movements.

Mama Wang didn't blame her, even she, the mama who accompanied the marriage, was also caught off guard by her young lady's behavior of falling asleep on her wedding day.

She frowned and pushed her young lady's back, "Miss, don't sleep yet, you haven't picked your hijab yet, and after a while, Wubeile will come over and see you sleeping first, I guess I will be unhappy." ”

Wanyue slept hazyly, and a sudden sentence made her sit up in her dying dream.

She sat up slowly, but the scarlet satin covered her head, and she raised her hand and threw it aside. She looked at the furnishings in amazement, the red silk satin all over the room, the red candles flickering, the vermilion brocade quilt and bed curtains, the exquisitely made rosewood tables and chairs, and the word "happiness" pasted on the window lattice......

The layout of this room made her a little familiar and strange, she didn't understand what was going on, thinking that she was still in a dream, she raised her hand and pinched her arm, it hurt a little! This is not a delusion!

She tilted her head, and the two people next to the bed looked at her with puzzled eyes. After seeing one of them clearly, her hand began to tremble slightly, "Mama Wang, why are you here?" ”

Wanyue remembers very well that Mama Wang died of illness within a few years of following her into the palace. Being here at this moment made her feel uneasy.

Mama Wang was looking at her, and when she heard Wanyue ask, she hurriedly replied: "Miss, the slave maid is your maid and maid, and today you are married, and the slave and maid have to serve you on the side." ”

The word big wedding reached Wanyue's ears, and she was scared.

"Big wedding?" She looked incredulous, walked up to Mama Wang, and wanted to ask for proof with doubts in her eyes, "This is the Fifth Elder Brother's Mansion?" ”

Mama Wang looked at her young lady's stunned appearance, nodded woodenly, I don't know why the young lady asked like this, "Miss, the fifth elder brother has sealed Baylor last year, and now this is the mansion of Wubeile, today is the day you enter the mansion, have you forgotten?" ”

The corners of Wanyue's mouth twitched slightly, and a thought flashed in her mind, could it be that the dead can still be reborn as in the play?

A glimmer of light flashed in her dark eyes: I'm reborn?!