No matter how harsh and harsh she was, Yutang remained firm and unmoved, "Sister Rong's position in the middle palace is as solid as a rock, and she is a model for all the mothers of the country in the past. If she wants to be easily shaken, I'm afraid the empress is still a little short of the firepower."
He glared at her fiercely and ignored her.
The palace banquet ended very late, and Rong'er was in a bad mood, so he left Yutang in Changchun Palace and talked at night. She shook Yongxi's small wooden bed and said leisurely: "Yutang, do you know, this one
In the past month, Hongli only came to my place three times, all for Xi'er. Each time he sat there until midnight and left. Now I truly understand what it means to be a middle-aged man and what it means to be virtuous. He spends every night with other women.
On the bed, I still have to maintain the posture of the mother of the country and the magnanimity and virtue of the middle palace. I am so tired..."
Yutang held her hand: "Sister, I understand your suffering. These days when Fu Heng is away, I am also worried all day long. I often dream of him on the battlefield. If sister finds this long night difficult, I
I just want to stay a few more days and chat with my sister!" Rong'er nodded: "Well, I couldn't ask for more. Speaking of Fu Heng, I seemed to have heard Hongli mention it a few days ago that the army was fighting with the Yili soldiers in a certain place.
The battle has been going on for almost a month. The mountain roads in those places are rugged and difficult to attack. However, Fu Heng is fine. If you are thinking about him, write him a letter and I will find a way to send it along with the emperor's order!
"
"I know that sister is always thinking about us, so I'm going to the study right now." Rong'er warned from behind: "Please slow down, don't scare the grandson of our Fu family!"
It was the same night, but the master of Qixiang Palace was restless. Xintong held a handful of almonds and squeezed them squeakingly. "He ran into the palace with a big belly. I really don't want to be lonely. Fortunately, the emperor is here today."
My son was discussing matters in the Imperial Study and did not go to the Queen's Palace. If he had gone, wouldn't he have allowed her to succeed!"
Bian Xiang'er: "Master, you are also pregnant with a dragon seed now. From what I can see, Yi Nu, your weight in the emperor's heart is no less important than hers!" Xintong: "As long as she is in the palace, I will not be able to feel at ease." Trembling.
He stroked his lower abdomen, "It would be fine if this piece of meat is really a dragon species, but he..." Bian Xiang'er interrupted: "The Queen and the Holy Emperor will be happy for a long time. The Queen must firmly believe that the Emperor's flesh and blood is in her belly! With Hai
Lord Fang has nothing to do with it!"
"After all, it happened, but it was at that time! How could I remain indifferent to you! Now when I think of him, I am like!" She held her breath and forced herself to calm down: "That's it, you go down! Leave me alone!
Be quiet."
Now that the emperor's love for her is at its peak, the presence of the Hai family and the knowledgeable Lu Qiao is the root of her disaster. There will always be someone who can use this to expose everything about her. She wants to sleep peacefully and be with Guar without any scruples.
Jia Dou, the only long-term solution is to find a way to turn all of this into dust.
She took advantage of the moonlight and walked out of the corner door. There were still candles in the bedroom of Xianfu Palace, and it seemed that a pair of women were cutting candles and embroidering in front of the window sill. After a while, one of the women got up and left, Xintong
Fang gently walked to the outside of the dormitory and whispered: "Sister Luqiao, have you gone to bed?"
When Lu Qiao opened the door, there was a look of surprise on her face, "Your Majesty, why are you here so late?"
When Xintong came, her makeup was deliberately bleak, and she had the most playful eyes at the moment. She lowered her eyes and said silently, "Sister, can you let me come in?" Lu Qiao made a gesture of invitation and led her to the small
Take a seat in front of the Xuan window.
The color of her lips was white, not as energetic as the pregnant concubines in the palace. She hesitated to speak. When Lu Qiao asked, her grievances came flooding in like a flood that broke the embankment. She twisted the handkerchief in her hand and said, "Sister, I said strangely."
People say that evil will be punished, and now, I have also suffered the consequences! I was an accomplice to my sister's humiliation that day. I thought that the matter was over, but I didn't expect..." Speaking of this, I stopped talking in shame.
.
Lu Qiao didn't believe her at first, so she couldn't help but pity her when she saw this, "But did he embarrass my sister because of what happened last time?" "He...he repeatedly forced me to expose my sister's affairs. My sister graciously let me go that day, and I...
How can we repay kindness with enmity! He did such unbearable things to me in the Buddhist hall in the southwest corner. If it were not for the deep love of the Holy Spirit, I would not be able to live long ago. It happened that I was pregnant now, and he
He uses this as a threat. Every time he comes, he forces me to serve him. If I don't obey, he will go to the emperor to frame me and others. Sister, I really can't stand it anymore..."
Lu Qiao couldn't help but feel moved by her sob words. She was born in a religious school, so she understood the feelings of her daughter's family in this situation. She said indignantly: "This is simply unreasonable! How does he treat the harem like this? Even though we are chess pieces,
But it’s not something he can humiliate arbitrarily. Don’t be afraid, sister, I have a way to deal with him!”
Xintong suddenly took her hand and asked, "Sister, can you save me?" Luqiao's eyes showed an unprecedented coldness, and she said decisively: "You called me sister, but you and I are in the same situation.
, how can I see you being tortured by him at such a young age? Tomorrow's second update, you will ask him to meet at Zhenshun Gate, and then I will go and end it with him!" Upon hearing this, Xintong's eyes showed a trace of light.
With a vague smile, "Sister, you are the only person Xintong can trust in the palace!"
There is no pure land in the deep silence of the palace. Even if they are as close as relatives, they will inevitably take advantage of each other at best, or kill each other ruthlessly at worst.
The most gorgeous strategy is to take advantage of people, but the people don't know it. Qu Ru waited for the queen to go to bed and asked: "Master, Tang Fujin has agreed to stay in the palace for a while, what are you going to do next?"
arrange?"
"With Yutang here, the emperor will go to Qixiang Palace less often, and can spend more time with Yong Xi. A fake is a fake after all. I can make her famous for a while, but I can't let her be on the stage. I
The palace can tolerate anything, but the child in her belly must not be allowed to threaten the status of my son Yonghuang. I have no intention of hurting Yutang, I just want to lend her hand to help me clear out the treacherous and sycophant in the palace, when the time is right
, I will make Su Wani Xintong suffer a complete defeat, and she will never be able to recover!"
Being in this deep palace, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. From the initial pure love to tolerance, to the current forbearance and planning, for status, for honor and favor, for the sake of children, it seems that even she has forgotten when she started to change.
, it was when Feng Luan's chariot passed by the Changchun Palace and the shrill silver bells sounded, or when she was pregnant with Yong Huang and the persecution around her, but all these can never go back.
Zhenshun Gate is adjacent to the Imperial Garden. The garden is a beautiful and lively scenery, but not far away from the Zhenshun Gate, there is the Tomb of the Maid and Slaves where the lonely souls mourn every night. This is probably the most ironic thing in the Forbidden City.