"It's nothing. She is the queen. No matter how she punishes the concubine, she should be punished. There is no grievance or grievance. Besides..." She smiled lightly and said: "Isn't there still the emperor helping the concubine?"
"If you have never done anything, I will naturally help you. Unfortunately, the queen doesn't believe anything she says." He smiled bitterly: "I don't know why I feel resentful at this moment."
Xianyue comforted: "The incident with Brother Seven has hit the Queen hard, so it is inevitable that she will be a little agitated. I believe it will be fine after a while."
Hongli sighed again: "I hope so, I..." He shook his head, as if he didn't know how to continue. After a long time, he said: "You stay here with me tonight."
Xianyue nodded tenderly and agreed. The night passed in the swirling snow. When the sky lit up again, there was already a thick layer of snow on the ground. Palace officials wearing thick cotton clothes could be seen everywhere sweeping the snow from the road.
go.
As soon as Concubine Yu woke up, she heard about what happened yesterday, and said with an ugly face: "So, Nala Xianyue was unscathed?"
"Yes, the Queen has been banned by the Emperor. I heard that the Queen made a violent fuss yesterday. Unfortunately, the Emperor insisted on protecting Concubine Xian, and the Queen had nothing to do in the end."
Dongmei said doubtfully: "It's really strange. Why did she catch a cough that day and didn't hug Brother Seventh? Is it possible that even God helped her?"
Concubine Yu sneered and helped Bu Yao by her bun and said, "In my opinion, it's not God who helps her, but someone who helps her!"
"Human?" Dongmei and Xiao Quanzi glanced at each other and asked in confusion: "Who is the master?"
Concubine Yu's eyes flashed, and she said coldly: "Besides us, who else knows about the whole plan?"
"Wei Jingxuan!" After saying these three words, Dongmei reacted and said in shock: "Master, are you saying that Wei Jingxuan betrayed us?"
Concubine Yu didn't say a word, she just said: "That day, when Nala Xianyue said those words to me, I already felt a little strange, and now I avoided the matter, you
Do you think it’s such a coincidence?”
When she said this, Dongmei also felt that something was wrong. She thought for a while and said, "But why does Wei Jingxuan have to help Concubine Xian? She was almost killed by Concubine Xian, or..." She lowered her voice.
The voice said: "Has she figured out the master's thoughts?" Dongmei was referring to the fact that Concubine Yu did not intend to sincerely support Wei Jingxuan's rise to power.
"Impossible!" Concubine Yu said immediately: "Although she deserves a high look from me, she only goes so far. Her current thoughts are not enough to guess my true intention!" After a pause, she
He said coldly: "Why on earth did Wei Jingxuan do this... Just wait until Kunning Palace lifts the ban and find an opportunity to ask her."
On the twelfth day of the first lunar month of the tenth year of Qianlong's reign, Yong Cong's coffin was moved to Cao Balitun outside the city for temporary resting. Prince's ceremonial guards were set up along the way, indicating that the funeral ceremony was equivalent to that of the prince.
On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, the emperor's seventh son was given the posthumous title of "Prince Moumin", which was an extremely rare exception since the founding of the Qing Dynasty.
On the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the "First Sacrifice Ceremony" was held, and the imperial concubines and ministers' wives gathered at the sacrifice place; on the eighteenth day, the "Year Sacrifice Ceremony" was held; on the 23rd, the "Great Sacrifice Ceremony" was held, and Hongli personally visited the shrine place to offer libations to the three nobles.
; After that came the Zhou Yue Li; it can be said that although Hongli did not make Yong Cong the prince, he gave him the same mourning and honor as Yong Lian. Unfortunately, no amount of mourning and honor can bring Yong Cong back to life.
The three children that Hongli cared about the most all left him and turned into pieces of their souls, leaving indelible scars in his heart.
This year, the Forbidden City and even the entire capital were cast a shadow because of Yong Cong's death...
After performing the "Zhou Yue Ceremony" in Yong Cong, Hongli came to Kunning Palace. As soon as he stepped through the palace gate, his chest felt like a big stone was pressing down, and even breathing became difficult.
In Dongnuan Pavilion, he saw Mingyu. Compared with before, she was much thinner. She looked frail and her face was abnormally pale.
Seeing her like this, a trace of unbearability flashed in Hongli's eyes. He walked up to Mingyu who stood up and wanted to speak, but didn't know how to speak. After a long time, he whispered softly: "Are you okay?"
Mingyu smiled sarcastically: "Yong Cong is dead, and my concubine is banned here again. Does the emperor think it will be okay?"
Hongli sighed and said: "I didn't want to do this, but at that time... I could only do this. Queen, I know that Yong Cong's death has dealt a great blow to you, but I believe that the imperial concubine would not do such a thing.
"After a pause, he looked at Mingyu and said helplessly: "When will your misunderstanding about the imperial concubine be solved?"
Mingyu secretly clenched her hands, lowered her eyes and said: "Thinking about what happened before, it was indeed my concubine who was reckless. As the emperor said, I had a misunderstanding about the imperial concubine, so it was inevitable that I was a little paranoid. Please forgive me.
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"I hope the queen can really untie the knot in her heart and stop being paranoid." The big stone in Hongli's heart did not disappear because of her words, because he had heard the same words too many times, but the result every time
All disappointed him.
Mingyu saw the doubt in his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, you don't believe me?"
Looking at Mingyu's thin face, Hongli finally couldn't bear to be harsh and said softly: "I believe you."
After being silent for a while, Hongli said: "Years ago, officials from Jiangsu and Zhejiang came to me and hoped that I could patrol the south. I also agreed. Hongzhou and Zhaohui have been preparing for this matter. It should be done again
Two or three months will be enough. I plan to wait until Yong Cong performs the 'transfer ceremony' before leaving for the southern tour. By then, the Queen will also go with her. How about the Queen going with her?"
Mingyu was quite surprised and said: "Southern tour?"
"Yes, I remember you said that you have never been to the south. It's just a good time to go and see the scenery there and relax." He raised his hand, stroked Mingyu's cheek, and said softly: "Look at you,
We are all so thin that we are almost out of shape. Yong Cong is gone, so we still have to continue to live, right?"
Mingyu nodded slightly and said softly: "Just follow the emperor's arrangements in everything."
"Okay, starting from today, I will evacuate the people outside, and your movements will no longer be restricted. But I don't want to see what happened last time again, do you understand?"
Mingyu said silently: "I know that I will not embarrass the emperor again."
Hongli took a deep look at Mingyu and said, "That's good. I still have something to do and will come see you another day."
After the door of Nuange was closed again, Mingyu loosened her tightly clenched hands. In the palm of her hand, there were several dark red nail marks, which she had pinched out herself.
Wei Jingxuan said cautiously: "Master, are you okay?"
Mingyu sneered and said: "Does this palace still have the word "good" now? I can't avenge Yong Cong, and I have to watch the Emperor and that bitch flirting with each other every day. If this is also called "good", I'm afraid there will no longer be the word "bad" in the world."