As soon as he entered the door, he saw the aunt in charge crying in front of the corridor of Changmen Hall. Yuan Qingling strode in and asked with a white face: "Where is the empress?"
The aunt in charge choked and said: "Have a rest in the palace. Princess, please go in quickly."
Yuan Qingling took a deep breath. The exhaustion of these days of running around made her a little out of breath just like Concubine Hu said.
As soon as I stepped into the hall, I smelled a rotten and moldy smell. There were not many furnitures here, but they were already moldy and hairy. The slaves wiped them for a long time, but they still couldn't get rid of the stains.
The light was dim, and Yuan Qing entered the bedroom. There was still a musty smell here. The imperial concubine sat in front of the newly made bed, arranging the small clothes herself. These small clothes were made by her for the child in her belly. Now
After moving here, it naturally needs some tidying up.
Seeing Yuan Qing coming, she smiled and said, "Coming?"
His tone was light and breezy, as if he was not unhappy at all.
"Move out, you can't live here!" Yuan Qingling coughed for a while. The smell was very pungent, and the air seemed to be wet.
"It's nice here!" She glanced sideways and smiled, wrinkles raised at the corners of her eyes. It didn't look old, but gave people a quiet elegance. "It's just a little tidying up, but you shouldn't have come!"
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Yuan Qingling almost cried, "I'm so tired of you, how can I just watch you wrong yourself?"
The imperial concubine patted the bedside and said softly: "Sit down and talk, don't get excited."
Yuan Qingling sat down, took a breath, and felt that the musty smell got into her nose again, which made her very uncomfortable. "It's really uninhabitable here. It's very decayed. There's no telling when this palace will collapse."
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"Okay, okay!" The imperial concubine smiled and patted her hand, "Then I will truly live and die with this palace."
When she patted Yuan Qingling's hand, her face was facing her, and there was no way to hide the fingerprint marks on the right side of her face.
Yuan Qingling felt a pain in her heart, and her eye circles suddenly turned red. She looked at her face and asked hoarsely: "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts!" The imperial concubine lowered her head, gently swept her fingers over the small clothes, and said softly, "It hurt before, but now it doesn't hurt anymore."
"I'll go find him!" Yuan Qingling was so angry that she didn't even want to call her father. She couldn't let the imperial concubine suffer for her.
"Don't look for it!" The imperial concubine stretched out her hand to hold her wrist, her eyes were deep, "This is good, I can't see anything, I just live my own pure life, who cares about the affairs in the harem?
,I’m tired.”
"Concubine," Yuan Qingling choked up. Her words were so heartbreaking to listen to. "If you don't want to go back, then go to Prince Chu's Mansion and live with me and Lao Wu. We will take care of you."
The imperial concubine smiled and said, "That's also good, but don't worry, wait until I give birth to the baby. This baby will be born in the palace."
Yuan Qing Ling knew that she was trying to make excuses. She would not go to the Prince of Chu's Mansion. It would be much better for her child to be born in the Prince of Chu's Mansion than in this dilapidated place.
"Don't be like this. I'm not sad anymore. Why are you sad? By the way, how is Concubine Hu?"
Yuan Qingling sighed and said, "The child is gone, but she is very worried about you."
The imperial concubine showed a sad look on her face, not for herself, but for the child in Concubine Hu's belly, "Although I am mentally prepared, I still feel very sad when I hear what you said. I am actually ashamed of Concubine Hu. If I
I really thought about her, and I should have asked someone to find you at that time, but in my heart, I would also consider who is less important and who is more important. Concubine Hu trusted me very much, and I let her down."