The night was deep, the moonlight was like clear frost, and on the silent and unmanned long street, a small sedan chair walked slowly, and Su Peisheng carefully escorted it all the way, until the sedan chair was carried into the Yongshou Palace, and he did not leave with confidence.

As soon as Su Peisheng walked on the front foot, An Lingrong arrived on the back foot.

There was not a single person serving in the Yongshou Palace, even Liuzhu and Xiao Yunzi were temporarily detained, except for the one-star candlelight lit up in the main hall, this palace that was once favored was as cold as a cold palace.

Approaching the main hall, An Lingrong heard Cui Jinxi whispering: "...... The emperor must still want to listen to Niangniang's words, so he ordered to go to the Palace of Nourishing Heart tomorrow to meet her, and Niangniang must make plans early......"

An Lingrong didn't hear Zhen Huan's answer, she walked slowly into the side hall, and after letting Dill put out the pastries and food she brought one by one, she asked her to retreat outside and wait, and after a long time, Zhen Huan walked in with a body of moisture.

Seeing each other again, it's like a world away.

An Lingrong and Zhen Huan looked at each other, couldn't help but blushed slightly, and their tightly clasped hands silently told each other that they missed each other.

"In the year that you have been unconscious, the life in the palace has been really boring. Concubine Jin has been disheartened since she lost her child, chanting all day and night, accompanied by green lanterns, originally thought that her life was short, but now it seems that in the end, it is still God's favor that left her alive. Zhen Huan slowly talked about what had happened in the palace in the past year, "The noble man was young and vigorous, she couldn't bear the loneliness and the guards, she was caught red-handed by the imperial concubine, in order to save face, the imperial concubine let her strangle her, and only said to the outside world that the noble lady died violently, but for this matter, the imperial concubine's body became worse and worse." Kang Guiren has a lot of peace, but now he can talk to Concubine Xin, and he calls Shangfu Guiren and Sun to go to Chuxiu Palace to play leaf cards together, Concubine Jing takes care of the sixth elder brother wholeheartedly, and Shun Concubine guards you every day, but Ning Concubine serves more in front of the palace. ”

"My sister said so much, why didn't she mention herself at all?" An Lingrong took a piece of golden silk fish paste to Zhen Huan, raised his eyes with a light smile, tilted his head slightly and said, "My sister will come to see me every ten days, and I sit in the Chengxi Hall for a day, Honghao has always been carried by my sister, in order to take care of him, my sister also sent Yang'er to Concubine Xin, as well as my mother's house, since my father died of illness, Uncle Zhen has taken care of Xuan'er a lot......"

Zhen Huan ate slowly, and couldn't help but look up when she heard the end: "Have you already seen your wife?" "It's okay to do things in the palace, Concubine Shun and Dill will always say, and things outside the palace are not so easy to inquire about.

"The day after I woke up, my wife came to visit me in the palace and told me a lot." An Lingrong lightly brushed it aside, in fact, Zhao Xuan didn't know much, most of it was the news that Zhou Nan got from Jihe.

Zhen Huan nodded knowingly, and said with a smile: "Actually, I didn't take care of much, with your father in front, Lord Xiao'an is very valued by the emperor, and he will definitely be an important minister in the court in the future." After a slight pause, he said again, "I finally waited until you woke up, but I didn't want you to work hard for my business as soon as you woke up." ”

"If you sleep for too long, people will stiffen, just use my sister's activity to move your brain, otherwise you will become a fool." An Lingrong joked, making Zhen Huan smile, and then said, "Now that the matter is over, has my sister ever thought about Prince Guo?" ”

Zhen Huan was slightly stunned: "Prince Guo? ”

"Today afternoon, Meng Guogong entered the palace with a gold medal to avoid death, and the emperor forgave the king of Guojun for the crime of rebellion, and named him the prince, and led the troops to garrison Yanming Pass, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict." An Lingrong said slowly, "Meng Guogong can make this decision, presumably for the sake of Meng Jingxian, it is rumored that he loves this daughter very much." ”

"Seventeen Fujin has a deep affection for the prince, and the Meng family does their best for the prince, this is the real golden and jade relationship." Zhen Huan's face was indifferent, shallow tears flashed in her eyes, but there was a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth, "Rong'er, the world is so big, and the years are so long, but the time that belongs to me and him has long come to an end, there is nothing to be attached to, my happiest time stayed at Lingyun Peak, whether he is sincere to me or not, I have a clear conscience." ”

"This is the Zhen Huan I know." An Lingrong nodded, smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her, "The deep palace is cold and lonely, but my sister has me and children, and I can always live this life." ”

Zhen Huan smiled, and was finally able to face everything calmly, whether it was Prince Guo or the emperor.

"This matter started because of the concubine, and the concubine is willing to accept the emperor's punishment." The next day, Zhen Huan came to the Heart Cultivation Hall dressed up neatly, and the conversation was as calm as water.

The emperor's voice seemed to come from a long distance, I don't know if it was Zhen Huan's illusion, I always felt that there was a little unbearable and pity in this voice: "Of course I want to punish you, but I want to punish you not only one thing, but to punish you for several crimes, but to make me embarrassed where to start." He sighed softly, "I saw that you have lost a lot of weight, so I must have thought about it in the Old Summer Palace." Su Peisheng, take Concubine Xi back to the palace. ”

He didn't say anything, but it was as if he had said everything.

Zhen Huan raised her eyes and looked at the emperor in some surprise, she really couldn't understand the emperor. On the one hand, he gave up her cruelly and made her commit herself to marrying Moge, but on the other hand, he let the sedan chair go and return, trapping her in Bitong Academy for more than a month, and before coming today, Zhen Huan was even ready to be abolished again, but the emperor, who should have been angry, let go of this matter so lightly, which made her feel a little guilty.

Zhen Huan was stunned in place, and suddenly heard the emperor speak: "You have been sick these days, your children miss you very much, and Rong'er, she is not yet well, so she is full of thoughts about you, go and see them." ”

In a trance, Zhen Huan seemed to see a little love in the emperor's eyes, and her heart suddenly hurt densely.

The emperor pursed the corners of his mouth, looking at Zhen Huan's stumbling back when he left, the look in his eyes was inexplicable, and he always felt panicked in his heart, until he chatted with An Lingrong at lunch: "I forgave Concubine Xi like this, will I be arrogant to her?" ”

"Does the emperor regret forgiving his sister?" An Lingrong slowly served the emperor vegetables, and joked with a smile, "If the emperor regrets it, just don't go to see her for this period of time, why bother to drill the horns yourself, isn't the affairs of the government enough to worry the emperor?" It's the matter of the fourth elder brother's marriage and Wen Yi's choice of son-in-law, and the emperor should be concerned. ”

"Yes." The emperor exhaled heavily, took the lettuce and duck soup handed over by An Lingrong, "In order to keep filial piety for the Queen Mother, the wedding of Hongli and Fucha has been delayed for a year, and it should be done, if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid that the concubine will be born." ”

An Lingrong blinked lightly and asked, "Is the Wulanala clan pregnant?" ”

"It's not Ulanala Qingying, it's the trial marriage sent by the Fucha family, the good news that came in February this year is almost seven months now." Speaking of this, the emperor was not necessarily very happy, but a little angry, "The wife has not passed the door, but a concubine is pregnant first, in the end, Hongli has lost her proportion." ”

"The concubine thinks that Fuchagege has some ability, and he can conceive a child in just a few months, so he thinks he is a good child." An Lingrong laughed twice, "When the child falls to the ground, the emperor is afraid that it will be too late to love." ”

The emperor couldn't help but laugh twice: "Speaking of the child, I think of our Honghao, that child is very stable, not yet enlightened, when it comes to poetry and history, but he does not lose his two elder brothers, I think he will be canonized as the prince in a few years, Rong'er, what do you think?" ”

"Your Majesty, Honghao is not a grandson, he is not yet six years old, and he can't judge whether he is virtuous or not, and the concubines are only afraid that he can't afford it." An Lingrong was not overjoyed, nor was he too cowardly, he just said on a case-by-case basis, "Your Majesty, in fact, the fourth elder brother is the most suitable candidate. ”

The emperor was silent for a while, and then put the topic away: "Let's wait, it's not in a hurry." ”

The cold wind of autumn blows into the Forbidden City in a thousand turns, the moon circles and circles, alternating with bright sunshine, and the days go by, and the life of the harem seems more and more calm like water in the passage of time.

Occasionally, Zhen Huan will also imagine how cold the wind should be in Yanming Pass, and how lonely the scenery outside the plug should be, in addition, there is nothing else, more often, she is in front of the bookcase to deal with the trivial matters of the harem, and now the Duanhuang concubine is sick in bed, she is in charge of the six palaces alone, under the shroud of power, she is no longer obsessed with the emperor's love, nor does she rely on the emperor's favor, although she is still in the position of the concubine, but she is already in the same position.

And An Lingrong is more and more favored by the emperor, in the harem, no one can shake her status, unlike Zhen Huan, she prefers to drink tea and chat with the concubines she knows in her spare time, watching the children frolic and play, as if watching the children grow up day by day, you can count the days day by day.

It wasn't until the early winter came, and the news that An Lingrong was pregnant again and the imperial concubine was seriously ill and dying came at the same time, and the harem set off a storm again.

"The imperial concubine's body is not good, and she has been carefully recuperating over the years, but when the mother just fell ill, Xi Guifei couldn't stand the blow, she couldn't afford to get sick, the palace was in a mess, Concubine Jing was soft-tempered, Concubine Xin was angry, and the nobles and Kang Guiren jumped up and down in the palace without a day of peace, and had no choice but to hand over the matter of the emperor to lead the six palaces to the imperial concubine for the time being, and her body was dragged down at that time, since this year, she has been lingering on the sickbed, and she can't even get up." Cardamom helped An Lingrong and slowly walked towards Yanqing Palace, "Now that Princess Wenyi's marriage has been decided, the imperial concubine probably has nothing to worry about." ”

An Lingrong only felt sad, she caressed her flat lower abdomen, closed her eyes, let out a long sigh of relief, and slowly walked into the Yanqing Palace.

"You're here." The imperial concubine was leaning on the bedside to drink medicine, and when she saw An Lingrong coming in, she immediately raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Sit down." ”

"My sister looks much better today, but I'm afraid it's going to be better." An Lingrong smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The setting here is to give the Queen Mother a year of filial piety.