"Okay!" Hongli knew that the longer he delayed, the more Xianyue would sink into the mud, and even fall into it unable to extricate himself, so he made up his mind, took Xiayue's hand again, stretched it under Changle's nose, and said sternly: "You
Tell me yourself, does Changle still have breath, is it there?"
"I...I..." Xianyue wanted to pull her hand away, but Hongli held her hand so that she could not move. She could only be forced to perceive the fact that made her panic.
"Is it clear? Changle is dead. She is already dead. She will never open her eyes again, laugh or cry!" The autumn rain that kept hitting his face allowed Hongli to shed tears without any scruples, without fear of being caught.
See, don't be afraid of losing your etiquette.
Xianyue trembled and begged: "Stop talking, please stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"
"Xiayue!" Hongli said hoarsely: "Although Changle is gone, you still have me, and I will be by your side. Even if you can no longer have children in the future, it will just go back to the way you were before. It doesn't matter.
"
Xianyue said sharply: "I can't go back. From the day Changle was in my concubine's womb, I can never go back! I only want Changle now, I only want her!" At this point, she knelt down.
In the torrential rain, he looked up at the dark sky and wailed: "Chang Le only
She is a newly born child who has never done anything evil. Why should she suffer such pain and torment? If this is my retribution, please come to me. Even if it means going to the eighteenth level of hell, I will not do it.
I am willing, but I just ask you to return Changle to me! I beg you!"
Not far away, when A Luo and others heard Xianyue's wailing, they all covered their mouths and cried bitterly. Even Si Xi and Xiao Wu also shed tears.
"The gods and Buddhas in the sky are full of spirits, and they will definitely give you my child again." Hongli knelt down, held Xianyue, who was crying silently, in his arms, and said softly: "Let's go, I will accompany you back."
Xianyue returned to Yanxi Palace half-supported and half-carried by him. At Hongli's signal, she finally let go of her hand reluctantly, thinking that her tears had dried up, but when the child left his arms, her tears
He fell down again, lowered his head, and kissed the equally cold forehead with his cold lips. It was a mother's true and deep love for her daughter, but in the future... there would be no chance...
In the royal family, if a princess died as a child, there would be no title, but for Changle, Hongli made an exception. He personally drafted a title for Changle - Hejing, and was buried as the eldest princess Hejing. It can be said to be an infinite sorrow and honor, but again
No amount of sorrow or glory can make up for the sadness in Xianyue's heart.
For two days and two nights, Xia Yue did not drink any water. She stayed in front of the coffin all day long. No one could persuade her to do anything. Ling Ruo sighed after learning about this. She also liked this eldest granddaughter very much, but it was a pity that her fate was shallow.
I only have a 20-day relationship with them.
On the day of sealing the coffin, Xianyue was so sad that she stopped everyone from sealing the coffin. She wanted to see Chang Le one more time, but from now on...she would never see Chang Le again!
Hongli forcibly pulled her away and persuaded: "My concubine, if you don't want to feel uneasy after Changle's death, please stop crying. Although she is gone, you and I will always remember that we had this daughter."
Xianyue grabbed his clothes and kept crying. At this moment, she really wished that she was crazy, so that she would think that Changle was still alive and wouldn't have to bear this heartbreaking pain.
After Xianyue fell asleep, Hongli gently put her on the bed. Looking at Xianyue who was also sobbing in her sleep, Hongli sighed silently and said to A Luo and others: "It's a good life to take care of the imperial concubine. If the imperial concubine
If anything happens, come and tell me immediately."
After A Luo responded, Hong Li wanted to leave. When he saw Yong Huang kneeling outside the palace door, he paused and sighed: "How long are you going to kneel like this?"
"Kneel down until my aunt is willing to forgive you." In the past few days, Yonghuang has been kneeling and refusing to eat anything. His lips are chapped and peeling.
"Oh, you didn't mean to harm Changle. Your concubine will understand. Get up." Faced with Hongli's words, Yonghuang did not get up. He only said: "I will not get up without my aunt's personal forgiveness."
Hongli said in a deep voice: "Why are you so stubborn? Kneel down like this. Do you still want your legs? Or do you think there are not enough things in the palace?"
Yonghuang lowered his head and said nothing. Hongli stroked his head and said, "I know you feel uncomfortable, but what can you do if you kneel like this? Even if you kneel through the stone bricks, Changle will not be able to come back."
"Huang Ama..." Yong Huang couldn't stop crying. He hadn't cried for a long time, but since Changle's accident, he had cried often.
"The only thing you can do now is to honor the imperial concubine well. Not only you, but also Changle's share. You must also help honor her, do you understand?"
Yonghuang wiped away his tears with all his strength, nodded and said, "I know that I will honor my aunt well in the future."
Seeing that he had listened to his advice, Hongli said happily: "Okay, get up and go down to eat something. Otherwise, how can you honor the imperial concubine so feebly?"
When the Yanxi Palace was shrouded in misery, Mingyu was in a better mood than ever before. She finally waited for this day and repaid all the pain that Nala Xianyue had inflicted on her. However, this was not enough.
, she wants not only Chang Le's life, but also Nala Xiayue's life. Jingxuan said that as soon as Chang Le dies, she can start to implement the next plan.
Mingyu thought she was about to get what she wanted, but little did she know that she was just a pawn in Concubine Yu's hands, and everything she did was basically making wedding clothes for others.
A few days after Xianyue washed her face in tears, a rumor began to appear in the palace. Some people said that Changle's death was not an accident, but someone deliberately did it. This person was Yonghuang. He was worried that he was not Xianyue's biological child. After Changle was born,
, would make Xianyue ignore him, so he deliberately caught poisonous butterflies and kept them in a glass cover. Even if the previous incident had not happened, he would have looked for opportunities to break the glass cover and attract those butterflies to harm Chang Le.
No one knew where these rumors came from, but they spread overnight, and everyone in the harem was discussing whether this matter was true or false.
Concubine Yu also heard it. She put down the half-drunk ginseng soup and chuckled: "This queen is really obedient. She will do whatever she is told."
Dongmei chuckled and said: "The queen has no ability at all, but she still harms others. She is basically seeking death. If the emperor had not been protecting the queen and being tolerant in all these years, she would have been kicked out of the palace long ago."
Concubine Yu gently stroked the sunflower-laced gold armor on her finger and said quietly: "She has a good life, but even her best life has been polished off by herself. Just watch, she will soon be with Nala Xianyue.
We will fight to the death, and I will be able to enjoy the benefits of being a fisherman!"
Dongmei bowed and said: "My master has a clever plan. Concubine Xian is no match for you."
Concubine Yu's expression turned cold and she said: "Don't underestimate her. The queen is incompetent, but this woman is very capable. Keep an eye on Yanxi Palace for me. I want to know her every move."
"My servant knows." After Dongmei agreed, Concubine Yu stood up and walked to the long window, raised her hand and pushed it open. The autumn rain was pattering outside, her red lips were slightly curved, and she gave a faint smile...