Bian Xiang'er came to Changchun Palace as an errand for a few days and performed his duties well, which was highly appreciated by the queen.
That night, Yonghuang, the eldest son of the emperor, avoided his wet nurse and came to the middle palace noisily by himself. Rong'er saw him mumbling, his eyes watery, and felt extremely distressed. He hurriedly put down the book at hand and stepped forward to pick up his precious son.
He picked him up and said, "What's wrong, my Huang'er, who bullied you?"
The eldest son of the emperor buried his little head in her neck and held her neck tightly, "Empress Huang's mother! Do you have a sister, so you don't love Yonghuang anymore?" Rong'er touched his little head and coaxed: "Yes.
Who said it, E Niang loves Yonghuang the most, you are the pride of E Niang and your emperor."
"But, then why don't you come to see Yonghuang? Every time I come to say hello, E Niang doesn't leave Yonghuang to eat, but she hugs her sister!" Hearing this, Rong'er felt sour in his heart. It's a rule of the Tian family,
In order to prevent the harem from intervening in politics and being close to his mother, the little prince had to move to his elder brother's house after he was half a year old to be cared for by a wet nurse and a nanny. There was a fixed number of visits from his biological mother every month, and even greetings had a specific time limit. But his own son was like this
Xiao, how can I explain this inhumane rule to him?
The queen tried her best to hide her sadness, and sat on the small couch with her son in her arms, "It's your mother's fault. Your mother will definitely spend more time with Yonghuang in the future, okay?" The little prince stretched out his little finger, "Eniang, let's hold on to each other for a hundred years.
Don’t change, otherwise you’ll be a puppy!”
"Okay, pull Gou Gou!" The two hands touched, Xiao Yonghuang held her hand and said happily: "Then I want E Niang to hug me to sleep today, and I also want to listen to E Niang's piano." Rong Er hugged him and couldn't bear to refuse.
, I secretly made a decisive decision in my heart, just punish me. If my son breaks the palace rules, I will let myself be willful again.
Finally, he ordered the little palace maid next to him: "Go to the library and get the music score of the nursery rhyme!" After saying this, she was very worried, "It's late at night, and the palace has not been very peaceful recently, so you can go with me as a companion.
Come on!" The little palace maid looked around and didn't know who to call. Bian Xiang'er took the initiative to step forward and said, "I'll let you go."
The little palace maid was overjoyed, "Okay, with Guard Bian accompanying you, you don't have to worry about anything."
In the library pavilion of the Zhenbao Building, there are not only unique copies of famous ancient books from past dynasties, which are used to facilitate the emperor's understanding, but also copies of archives of major cases of the current dynasty. Except for the order of the emperor and empress, ordinary concubines have no right to view them.
The little palace maid is also unfamiliar. Normally, Aunt Qu takes care of such matters. But today, Qu has to take care of the little princess and has no time to spare to make it easy for herself. She couldn't help but sigh: "Where on earth is it? Such a big library, how long does it take to take care of it?"
When will you find it?" Bian Xiang'er was walking through the library. From the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but glance at the name of the volume on the Yongzheng period. His heart suddenly moved and he couldn't help but reach out to touch it. The little palace maid suddenly called out: "Bian Guard, have you found it?
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"Oh, no, I'm looking for..." Her heart tightened, and finally she couldn't resist her curiosity, so she took out the file. In the file, in the first year of Yongzheng's reign, a bright red ink pen marked the words "Rebellion Case": Bian Yunjing, Academician of the Imperial Academy, Yu Shishu
The annotation was suspected to have the intention of resisting the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty. The vice-president sentenced him to participate in the performance and sentenced him to death. The name on the column of the executor shocked him. It clearly stated that the vice-president sentenced Haiwang. It turned out that he
He actually loyal to his enemy and was deceived for more than ten years. Xiang'er's hand holding the file couldn't help but tremble. Thinking of the life lost in his own hands, he felt that he was riddled with sin and it was difficult to redeem him.
"Guard Bian, I found it, let's go!" The little palace maid approached her without knowing it, holding the music score. She was startled, and hurriedly stuffed the file into the bookshelf.
When the two returned to Changchun Palace, the little prince had fallen asleep soundly in the queen's arms. The queen smiled slightly and said, "This child is obviously very sleepy, and he still wants to come over to hate my mother-in-law. Xiang'er, can you please help me?"
It is against the rules to escort the prince back to my brother's house and stay in my palace."
"Yes, I will take the prince back with you now!"
Seeing her walking away, the little palace maid replied to Rong'er: "Master, just now I deliberately asked her to go to the archives to look for books. I am sure that she already knows the truth."
The queen took a sip of tea and said leisurely: "You have done a great job in this matter. Go down and receive the reward!"
Listening to the little palace maid's voice of thanks, Rong'er leaned on the couch, relaxing and feeling comfortable. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly raised. As early as the morning after the palace change, when he went to Qixiang Palace, Jia Jinlu asked
He submitted a book, which he found when he searched Haiwang's mansion. The book recorded in detail the life experiences of all the dead soldiers raised by Haiwang, and Bian Xiang'er, one of the leaders of the dead soldiers, had particularly detailed records.
And precisely that point can be used to one's own advantage. For the stubborn Bian Xiang'er, recognizing a thief as his father is the most unbearable thing. Her repentant heart and her status as a former maidservant of a noble lady are undoubtedly the most unbearable thing.
The best weapon to defeat Su Wannixintong.
She never liked to be scheming, but the current situation forced her to do the things she least wanted to do time and time again. She thought that after this time, the biggest worry in the palace was eliminated, and she could be her former self and do what she wanted.
Back to the virtuous queen in Hongli's heart, she dedicated herself to caring for her husband, raising her children, and serving her husband.
Both were orphans. After Bian Xiang'er sent the little prince back to his elder brother's house, he was alone on the corridor, like a wandering ghost. Xiao Hu was huddled in the corner, looking at the black line of poison that spread to the meridians of his wrist,
Lonely and desperate, knowing that it is a puppet show with no ending, but still obsessed with it, should I die purely like this, or should I let it go and take a gamble, drink poison to quench my thirst, stay by the side of the one I love, and spend a lot of time thinking about it.
Yutang looked at the haggard appearance of his good sister outside the window, and couldn't bear the sadness. Fu Heng gently held her in his arms, "Tang'er, everything will pass. Didn't Brother Lu already figure out a way to extend his lifespan?
, until the last moment, no one can determine the outcome." Yutang hugged him tighter and tighter, grabbed his waist, and sobbed, "Fu Heng, Xiaohu and I grew up together, I can't
Seeing her continue to suffer like this, even if she can only live for one day, she should have a loved one by her side, don't you think?"
"you mean?"
She nodded, "Although I know that if I do this, Xiaohu may blame me, but I really don't want to see him give up on himself and give up his only chance of survival. The prince has the right to know the truth. This is between the two of them.
You will support me, right?"
Fu Heng held her hand and said, "Well, of course I will support you and I will accompany you tomorrow. But now you promise me to go back to your room to rest. If you are not tired, our son will be starving."
At this moment, Yutang remembered that she had only fed her son once today, and she couldn't help but become anxious, "I'm really not a good mother, let's go!"