Eunuch Gao saw that Hong Tao was scared out of his mind, so he stepped forward and said.
Is she dead?
After quite a while, Han Junrong could not recover. He felt as if someone had hit him hard on the head. The pain was sudden, numb, and he had no consciousness at all.
The blood on Han Junrong's face seemed to have suddenly faded away, and his feet could not help but feel weak. He staggered and leaned on the edge of the imperial case, as if he could not support his body and needed to rely on the imperial case.
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"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body." Eunuch Gao was frightened. He had been serving Han Junrong since he came to the throne. He had never seen any big scenes, but he had never seen his master look so pale.
It seemed that Concubine Chen's death was a real blow to the emperor, and he couldn't help but worry.
"Everyone, get out, get out for me." Han Junrong suddenly roared loudly, his hoarse roar was like a wounded beast, which frightened Eunuch Gao and quickly left the imperial study room while pulling the red peach. Now the emperor was in
On the verge of becoming furious, it would be better for them to leave first.
Han Junrong stood in front of the imperial cabinet, looking at the jade jar on the imperial cabinet motionless. He wanted to go forward and touch it, but he was worried that it would confirm his doubts, so he retracted his half-stretched hand.
Ten days ago, she was still wrapped warmly around his body, but what he didn't expect was that what she got in exchange now was a jar of ashes.
Why? Her beautiful image still lingered in his mind, but where is the trace of the beauty now? Where is she? Han Junrong's heart felt as if someone had taken away a corner of it, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
Her voice, face, and smile seemed to be reflected on the shiny jade jar. It was really ridiculous that he didn't dare to step forward and touch it, as if he was worried that he would scare her away.
In the past few days, there were a lot of discussions in the court, and suddenly a gloom and mist enveloped the entire palace.
The ministers were talking about the death of their favorite concubine Ming Xiaochen, and how the emperor felt completely wrong after seeing her ashes. He hid in his palace and saw no one, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
Perhaps it was Concubine Chen's ghost that caused the emperor, who had been diligent in government affairs since he ascended the throne, to miss the morning court for seven days in a row.
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The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks are descending from Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
——Li Bai
It turns out that this place is the so-called Yangzhou. The scenery is really beautiful. Willows are hanging on the bank and flowers are in bloom. It is wonderful and beautiful. On the street on the bank, people are coming and going, and hawkers are standing close together. The scenery is beautiful.
It’s beautiful, prosperous in business, and it’s indeed a great place.
Ming Xiaochen, no, it's Yun Feifei, who just got off the boat. She has now adopted the identity of Ming Xiaochen. Although she is still using Ming Xiaochen's body, when she gets here, she has decided to give herself a
Given the chance to be reborn, she wants to return to Yun Feifei.
It's so lively here, and she will live here in the future. Looking at this bustling scene, Yun Feifei feels that her choice is right. When she was in the Ming Mansion, she faked her death to escape from the capital, and then
I chose to live here without hesitation.
Yun Feifei raised her head and squinted at the sun in the sky, then took a deep breath of air, and a joyful smile curved her lips,