The emperor was stunned, he looked at Concubine Yu in disbelief, looking at the first woman to appear in his life, he couldn't believe that Concubine Yu would betray him, and after a long time, he laughed like a crazy demon: "Okay, good, you are all in a group...... The former dynasty and the harem are all held in your hands, very good......" A vicious light burst out of his eyes, and he asked without a word, "Is it the Queen Mother, or the Queen Mother?" ”

Concubine Yu knew the emperor too well, so she naturally knew what he was asking at the moment: "No one instructed the concubines, it was the concubines themselves." Her eyes seemed to be frozen with cold ice, forcing the emperor to have no way out, "You shouldn't let down Shu Yao." ”

The emperor grabbed the hand of the yellow belt and slapped it hard, and countless words rolled in his throat, but he couldn't spit out a word.

At this moment, the emperor suddenly remembered the scene when he first met the queen. She stood under the peach blossom tree, tiptoeing, reaching out to pick a peach blossom, but couldn't reach it, so he stepped forward and folded one for her, and when he looked back, he clearly heard his heartbeat - he also really liked Shu Yao, but after all, the love between men and women could not withstand the majestic imperial power, he was trapped in the cold golden lumps, and gradually forgot how to love someone.

The cold wind outside the window was cold, like crying, and only the emperor's weak panting was left in the empty dormitory, he struggled and struggled, and finally gave up everything, leaving only endless unwillingness and resentment: "I ...... I am the first emperor of the ages......" He collapsed on the bed without strength, watching Yu Concubine write the edict of succession on the holy decree one by one.

The young emperor was not taken seriously, so there was no master to teach him homework, Yu Concubine can be regarded as his first teacher, and even the practice of calligraphy was taught by her, so she imitated the emperor's handwriting, which can almost be fake and true. After she finished writing the edict smoothly, she walked up to the emperor with the seal, forcefully stuffed the seal into his hand, and pressed a touch of bright red on the edict.

"Does the emperor remember the booklet that Concubine Zhe said?" Concubine Yu stared straight into the emperor's eyes, "That booklet has been burned to ashes by the concubines." ”

The emperor opened his eyes, not knowing where to look, and his long breath slowly returned to nothingness.

He didn't close his eyes until he died.

On July 17 of the fourth year of Qianlong, Hongli died at the age of 28, and his name was Fa Tian Longyun Zhi Cheng Xianjue Ti Yuan Li Ji Fu Wen Fen Wu Qin Ming Filial Piety Divine Pure Emperor, and the temple name was Gaozong.

On July 27 of the same year, Zhang Tingyu read the edict of succession in the Yangxin Palace, and on the first day of August, the emperor's younger brother Honghao ascended the throne at the age of 11.

On the day of the enthronement ceremony, the sky was cloudless and the sky was clear. The officials shouted long live, looking forward to ushering in a Ming monarch, the people celebrated together, looking forward to ushering in a prosperous era, in the blooming scene, An Lingrong and Zhen Huan sat on the back of the dragon chair on the left and right, through the curtain, watching Honghao walk up to the Taiji Hall step by step, watching the courtiers kneel down and bow nine times, and watching the light and misty sunlight shroud the Forbidden City in a golden light......

At this point, the dust has settled.

The harem has been chaotic for several months, and the concubines of the first emperor finally moved to Ning'an Palace in accordance with the holy decree, which is a remote palace near the cold palace, which has been in disrepair for a long time, and this time it has only been slightly repaired, and it still looks dilapidated, but they have no choice but to lose the brightness of the second half of their lives in this ruin.

However, An Lingrong's Cining Palace was renovated extensively, she took back Roujia and Rouyi from Ningshou Palace, and rejected Zhang Tingyu's suggestion to let her hang the curtain to listen to politics, Zhen Huan also resigned from illness, and only took care of Lingxi with peace of mind, and Haoyue was finally reunited with her on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"E-niang!" I haven't seen her for a few years, Haoyue has grown up, but her admiration and dependence on Zhen Huan have not changed, as soon as she entered the palace, she rushed into Zhen Huan's arms.

Zhen Huan's heart ached, hugged Haoyue tightly, and burst into tears.

"It's a good thing to see each other again, why cry?" Concubine Jinggui wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice was slightly choked, and Concubine Xingui on the side echoed continuously.

Roujia Rouyi held hands and surrounded Haoyue, Lingxi was slightly bigger, and took Haoyue's hand.

Seeing that several children were as intimate as back then, An Lingrong couldn't help but have red eyes, only she knew how many difficult nights she and Zhen Huan had endured for this reunion.

"Empress Dowager, Concubine Yu asks to see." Dill combed the woman's hair in a bun, and the people in the palace should call her aunt respectfully when they saw her.

An Lingrong glanced at Zhen Huan, winked at her soothingly, and said in a low voice: "The mourning family saw her in the side hall." ”

"Yes." Dill was ordered to retreat.

The sunlight was cut into lonely pieces by the shadows of the trees, and the little spots of light fell on the couch, the breeze calmly blew through the eaves, and the windows gently snapped, accompanied by the footsteps of Concubine Yu, came slowly, as if hitting the heart, one after another.

"Concubine, please say hello to the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is blessed with peace and security." Concubine Yu's figure fell, but in the next moment, she raised her sharp eyes and drew a sharp golden light from her palm.

An Lingrong sat firmly on the couch, sipping tea slowly, the golden hairpin didn't have time to get close to her half an inch, Concubine Yu was pressed to the ground by the shoulder of the loft, only a few breaths before and after, and when the tea lid was re-covered, the matter was already over. She raised her eyes to look at Concubine Yu, and said lightly: "The mourning family knows what you are for, but Yonglian is not the hand of the mourning family and the queen mother. ”

Concubine Yu stared at An Lingrong deadly, the hatred in her eyes was as strong as a knife, and the knife cut people's lives.

"The mourning family and the queen mother only did one thing, that is, after Hongli ascended the throne, he was given the medicine of the heir, and nothing else was done." An Lingrong's face was as calm as water, and he raised his hand to signal Dill to let go of Concubine Yu, and a trace of sadness spread out of his eyes, "Yonglian's matter is indeed an accident. ”

"I don't believe it......" the corners of Concubine Yu's lips twitched.

An Lingrong looked at the chrysanthemums blooming outside the window with amazement, in the distance, Haoyue Lingxi and Roujia Rouyi were having fun, Zhen Huan and others were also laughing and laughing on the side, those voices drifted in the wind, it seemed so unreal, the daylight was so quiet, as if this moment was engraved into eternity, and in the hall, the light was dim, as if someone had been covered with a dark veil, and no matter how bright the sun shone in, it looked so dim.

She blinked her misty eyes slightly, a faint white shadow blurred in front of her, and said in a trance: "Haiyuan, I know what you really care about is Shu Yao's death, but her death cannot be attributed to someone, feudal etiquette, respect and humility, these thousands of years of rules and regulations are the culprits who killed her - you and I are both tragedies in this era." The pain in An Lingrong's eyes touched Haiyuan fiercely, "Women in the world are born with broken wings, wrap their whole lives around another person, live by men, follow men and die, no matter how noble, they can't escape the cage called 'man'." ”

The light in Haiyuan's eyes slowly extinguished, she stood blankly in place, her hands hanging weakly, An Lingrong's voice seemed to float from a long distance: "The mourning family is now honored because of Emperor Sejong's favor and the benevolence and filial piety of the current saints, how could it be because of myself?" ”

Under the torrent of the times, they have never been able to help themselves - if it is a prosperous era, they are the icing on the cake, if it is a troubled era, they are the sins of the country and the people.

In the harem, they fought and fought day after day for the king's love, but in the end they were all big dreams, because they had never lived for themselves.

An Lingrong got up, reached out and gently held Haiyuan's hand, and said softly: "Haiyuan, let yourself go, this life is already so difficult, why bother to push yourself to a dead end." ”

The golden hairpin fell to the ground suddenly, making a crisp sound, Haiyuan collapsed to the ground, and finally couldn't help crying.

The cry is desolate, like the cold wind of the wasteland blowing into the bottom of my heart.

That's how their lives ended.

In the second year of the emperor's accession to the throne, the name of the era was officially changed to Apocalypse.

In the second year of the Apocalypse, the emperor quelled the Miao rebellion and Jinchuan in the same year.

In the third year of the Apocalypse, civil strife broke out in Junggar, and after Dawazi ascended the throne, he asked for a decree to marry Princess Duanshu as his wife, and the emperor was furious and sent 50,000 troops to attack Junggar.

In the fifth year of the Apocalypse, the emperor pacified Zhungeer, and took advantage of the situation to crusade against the size and Zhuo of the rebellion on the South Road of the Tianshan Mountains, and in the same year, the rebellion was pacified.

In the ninth year of the Apocalypse, the Burmese army pressed the border, and Prince Run led the troops to the battle.

In the twelfth year of the Apocalypse, Burma was defeated and bowed down.

In the thirteenth year of the Apocalypse, the emperor appointed Narbu's daughter, Nala Jingshu, as the queen and ordered the draft.

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On February 12, the 18th year of the Apocalypse, the Empress Dowager An Jia died of illness in Cining Palace, and was named Empress Xiaochun, Ci'an, Kangde, Yizhenzhe, Shunren, Wensu, Shengzhao, Mingxian.

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On the 23rd day of the first month of the 38th year of the Apocalypse, the Empress Dowager Niu Hulu died of illness in Shoukang Palace, and was named Xiaosheng Ci Xuankang Hui Dun and Chenghui Renmu Jing Tianguang Shengxian Empress.

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Hehe, I didn't expect it~ It's going to be an extra tomorrow!