"You came here pregnant, but you have to let the palace people around you take care of you." Concubine Rong frowned and said: "When the news of the Queen Mother reached the palace, the palace was also shocked, why was she seriously ill." ”

Concubine Liang has always been silent, and when she saw Shen Qingjiao saluting her, she bowed her head slightly, and Shen Qingjiao talked to Concubine Rong in a low voice: "Why don't you see the concubine and the queen?" ”

Concubine Rong glanced at the curtains: "The saint is in it with the queen and the concubine." The queen mother and the queen mother are blood relatives after all, and when the queen mother came, her face was unusually white, which made people unbearable to look at. ”

Shen Qingjiao nodded, and didn't speak again, there was only the sound of everyone's breathing in the hall for a while, everything was silent and terrible, a few people who were close could faintly hear intermittent cries behind the curtains, and not long after, the queen and the concubine came out, as Concubine Rong said, the corners of the queen's eyes were red, and the tears on her chin had not been wiped clean, and on the other hand, Jiang Guifei, except for her haggard face, could not see a little sadness on her face.

Shen Qingjiao consciously took a step back and retreated behind Concubine Rong, and she was unwilling to pretend to be Jiang Guifei, so she could only say that she couldn't blame Jiang Guifei.

Time passed, when everyone came, there were still a few lights in the hall, and now, the spring outside the hall was bright, and it was a sunny day.

The queen was silent, Jiang Guifei was not idle, let everyone sit in turn, and sent the palace people of Ci'an Hall to send refreshments in, it is not good to make people hungry and wait, waiting, after another half an hour, the two medical officers also came out, everyone glanced at each other, and did not understand what it meant, only Shen Qingyao's heart fell.

After another cup of tea, there was a cry behind the curtain, everyone stood up, and the queen helped the palace people to hurry inside, as expected, the queen's earth-shattering cry confirmed everyone's speculation.

Soon, the curtains were lifted from both sides, revealing the situation behind, and some palace people covered a white veil on the queen mother's face, the queen knelt on the ground, crying uncontrollably, and Xiao Qi was gray and blue, and the tiredness in his eyes could not be covered, he lifted his robe and knelt down. 𝙈.🅅𝙊𝘿𝕋𝕎.𝙘𝙤𝙈

In this scene, everyone still didn't understand anything, and they all knelt together with solemn expressions, and for a while, the cry of the concubines sounded, indicating that the current queen mother of the Dafu Dynasty had passed away.

A tear slid down her jaw, blurring the smoky purple begonia flowers on the palace costume, making the color even deeper, Shen Qingjiao wiped away the tear with an expressionless face, but the tears in her eyes seemed to be unstoppable, she didn't understand why she cried because of the death of the queen mother, and even her heart was slightly painful.

Shen Qingjiao closed her eyes, and in the hazy eyes of the rain curtain, she quickly flashed the scenes of herself entering the palace, becoming a palace maid, a palace official, a nobleman, and now Ji Zhaoyi.

Maybe it's okay to cry, for such a long time, from being timid and cowardly at the beginning and not daring to cry, to not being able to cry later, so that Shen Qingjiao almost forgot what it was like to cry.

That kind of sourness surged from her heart, and then spread all over her body, and she couldn't vent it from anywhere else, so she could only return to her eyes and turn into drops of clear tears rolling down, Shen Qingjiao bit her lip hard, as if only in this way could she swallow the sorrow in her mouth, she cried the queen mother, and also cried herself, and cried to relax her heart.

On this day, due to the death of the Queen Mother, the spring light was quickly replaced by a white stripe, and the palace people replaced all the festive things in the palace in an orderly manner, and even the sheepskin palace lamp hanging high at the palace gate was covered with a layer of white paper, and everything seemed extremely depressed.

Shen Qingjiao instructed Honeysuckle to put away all the bright things, and even the palace clothes were changed to plain colors.

Fortunately, Shen Qingjiao usually wears a lot of plain colors, so she doesn't have to think much about the palace clothes, and Honeysuckle hurriedly put away the flower hairpin earrings in the makeup drawer, and replaced them with white flowers sent by the secretary's room.

The queen mother's funeral does not need to worry about Shen Qingjiao, the harem has a good concubine and Jiang Guifei to manage all the affairs of the harem, she only needs to take care of herself, and then go to the palace to cry three times a day in the mourning hall for the queen mother, and abide by the rules.

I don't know if it was because of the sudden death of the Queen Mother or the weather changed too quickly, the sky was gloomy these days, Shen Qingjiao glanced at the appearance of the rain that was about to rain, and walked a few steps with Honeysuckle, but the pain in her knees made her frown and returned to the palace, Honeysuckle hurriedly pulled up Shen Qingyao's inner skirt, and her knees were really bruised.

Every day adds up to two and a half hours of kneeling, good people can't stand it, not to mention that Shen Qingjiao is pregnant, and her body is heavier than others, Honeysuckle is worried about using a hot cloth to drive swelling, and she doesn't dare to rub Shen Qingjiao's red oil to promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis, so she can only use this simple method.

Shen Qingjiao frowned, and urged Honeysuckle and said, "Just rub it when it's almost done, just rub it." ”

"Yes, the slave knows." Honeysuckle looked at Shen Qingjiao like this, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart, but the long pain was better than the short pain, she gritted her teeth and rubbed it for a long time, but fortunately, the blue and purple faded a lot.

She slapped a thin fan at Shen Qingjiao's knee and said, "The saint secretly sent knee pads, why didn't Niangniang wear them?" If you wear it, you don't have to suffer like this for a few days. The slave and maid looked at it, and the sweat on the mother's forehead came out, which showed that it was extremely painful. ”

The wind from the fan made Shen Qingjiao's knees itch, and she pressed it lightly and said, "So many people, so many pairs of eyes staring, how can I use knee pads?" The queen mother died, the concubines should cry spirits, and it is also a rule, if someone catches the handle, then I don't respect the queen mother, such a crime does not say myself, just