Seeing this, Ning Guiren hurriedly said: "I have no intention of taking away the eighth prince. I am humble and not worthy of raising a prince. I just want to see the eighth prince once in a while."
Concubine Dun gritted her teeth and couldn't help but retorted: "As a biological mother, who doesn't want to raise her own children? Why would Ning Guiren tell such a lie in public? What's more, Ning Guiren may not have a good memory, but the emperor has never disliked it.
Due to your origin and status, the eighth prince is entrusted to me to raise you because you have lost the heart of a loving mother!"
Ning Guiren was choked by these words, her face turned purple, and she could only say: "I have already realized my mistake. Please ask Madam Dun to give me another chance. I will definitely make up for my eighth prince."
Concubine Dun turned away and looked at the emperor: "Your Majesty, I am still saying the same thing. As long as the Emperor speaks, Mr. Ning can take Hong Chao away today. I will never say 'no'. But I can't bear it."
Such a soft knife cuts flesh!”
The phrase "a soft knife cuts flesh" really hits the nail on the head.
Meeting once a month is just a stop-gap measure for Concubine Xi and Ning Guiren. If they meet once, there will be a second and third time. Things like regaining the child must be done little by little.
It's a pity that the little rice cake saw this and simply did it in one step.
In this case, it would be difficult for the emperor to open this mouth.
Because it was Ning Gui who made the mistake first, and it was Ning Gui who was unkind to Eighth Prince.
Yong Zheng sighed, "I am about to hand Hong Chao over to you to raise, then this child will belong to you alone."
Hearing this, Concubine Dun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty!"
Ning Guiren, who was kneeling on the ground, had a look of despair.
Concubine Xi sighed, she had clearly used the same method to get Hongli back bit by bit, but unexpectedly it failed with Ning Guiren.
Returning to Jingren Palace, Ning Guiren burst into tears on the spot, "Concubine Xi——"
Concubine Xi waved her hand, "The matter is now over, and the Eighth Prince cannot take it back. You are still young, and if you take good care of your health, you can still have children."
Although Concubine Xi did not want to accept such a result, the emperor said so in front of all the concubines, which completely left no room for change.
Ning Guiren's heart ached like a knife for a moment, "Even though I'm still young, Your Majesty——"
The emperor is already over forty years old. Even if she can still get pregnant, can the emperor still do it?
Concubine Xi immediately glared at Ning Guiren and said, "Don't talk nonsense. In the late years of the late emperor's life, there were still princes born."
In Chengqian Palace, the guests and hosts were seated, and Shu Jin drank a cup of snow pear soup leisurely. Concubine Mao sighed, "Concubine Dun is really favored. The eighth prince will be hers from now on."
Concubine Mi whispered: "I see that the emperor seems to like the eighth prince very much. In the future..."
Shu Jin waved his hand: "My eighth brother is still young, so we don't have to worry unfoundedly."
Concubine Mao thought for a while and said: "I noticed that the eighth elder brother seems to be a little slow to speak. I remember that the fifth elder brother would call Ama Eniang at this time."
Shu Jin couldn't help but think about the appearance of the eighth prince again when he was just born. He had been held in the mother's body for a long time, I'm afraid...but it's hard to say now.
"Maybe there are so many people today, and the children are inevitably a little scared." Shu Jin said with a smile.
Concubine Mi looked a little mean: "Ning Gui is so stupid that I'm afraid he won't be able to give birth to any smart children."
Shu Jin: This is not a genetic problem...
Shu Jin hurriedly said seriously: "Don't say this randomly, otherwise Concubine Dun and Guiren Ning will be in trouble with you."
Mi Concubine smiled and said, "I only dare to tell the truth in front of the Queen. When I get outside, my mouth is tighter than a gourd with its mouth cut off."
At this time, Zhang Shoufa walked in quickly, bowed and said: "Empress, the one from Zhongcuigong... is sick again."
Shu Jin rubbed his eyebrows. He finally recovered a few years ago, but fell ill again in the blink of an eye.
Concubine Mao snorted coldly: "How many days have you been better? I look at it, I'm afraid this Ulanara clan will die!"
Concubine Mi hid her lips: "It's really unlucky in this first month!"
Both of these two had a grudge against the Queen, and when they spoke, one was more bitter than the other.
Shu Jin couldn't say much. The Queen's body and bones... were indeed in bad shape.
Next, Concubine Mao's crow's mouth was right. The queen's condition suddenly relapsed and became violent. Although Shu Jin immediately called the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment and prescribed the best medicine, it was indeed almost ineffective.
The heavy medicine used years ago may have further damaged the Queen's roots.
This time... I can no longer use heavy medicine.
There are gentle and soothing medicines, but they are ineffective.
The illness was delayed until February. Although the weather was getting warmer, the queen's condition worsened. Even the hospital judge issued a message, saying that the queen... I'm afraid it will only be these two days.
Such news made many concubines in the harem secretly celebrate.
After all, when the empress was in power in the past, she was very mean to her concubines.
The three concubines all hoped that she would die soon.
Knowing that the queen's time was running out, Yongzheng was a little surprised, "Is it true that the queen is gone?"
Shu Jin bent his knees and said: "The medicine and stone have no effect, I'm afraid it won't last for a few days. The Ministry of Internal Affairs has already prepared the coffin, it's just a rush."
Yong Zheng frowned, "She was only forty years old, how could she-" She had obviously lived fifty-one years in her previous life, so how could she suddenly die?
Shu Jin was speechless. In this life, even Kang Mazi could die ten years early. The queen has suffered so much from you, and it is not easy to survive until now!
Shu Jin did not dare to criticize the emperor openly, so he said: "Li Guiren's red flower soup has damaged the queen's roots, and these years..." During these years of imprisonment, although she did not treat the queen harshly, the queen's
Life is still difficult. She is being bullied and cowardly, and cannot be free. She cannot even see her mother after she dies. The queen is being driven to death by the dog emperor!
Yongzheng was silent for a long time before he said: "It's because of her bad luck."
She is indeed unlucky to be with a bitch like you.
Shu Jin asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, do you want to see the Queen?" - Over the years, the Queen had actually been looking forward to seeing the Emperor again.
Yong Zheng rubbed his brows, showing an impatient expression, "I'm not an imperial doctor!"
Your wife is almost dead! You are really a scumbag!
"I understand, I will take good care of the queen." Shu Jin sighed and said.
After seeing off the emperor, Shu Jin rushed to Zhongcui Palace - she couldn't remember the last time she came to Zhongcui Palace. This originally majestic and gorgeous palace now exudes an atmosphere of decay, unlike the queen.
Generally speaking, they are all dying.
The Queen has been sleeping a lot and waking up less in the past few days. This time she came at the right time. The Queen is awake, "Is that so... The Emperor doesn't even want to see me for the last time..."
The last glimmer of light in the Queen's eyes completely dissipated. Suddenly she looked at Shu Jin and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does your concubine still remember my name?"
I just remembered that it was a very long Manchu name, and Shu Jin shook his head in embarrassment.
The queen said quietly: "It's appropriate to congratulate Fennie."
Shu Jin: So...who remembers it?
There were vague tears in the queen's eyes, "That's what Yuanyang means."
As she said this, the queen gave a "haha" wry smile, "I once expected love to be like a mandarin duck, but it didn't come true... My life is just a joke."
Shu Jin was speechless for a moment.
The queen closed her eyes and let the turbid tears roll down, "I am afraid that the emperor has forgotten the name of this palace. You... must not forget it."
Shu Jin nodded quickly, she still remembered Yuanyang.
Late at night on the fourth day of February this year, Queen Uranala died of illness alone in Zhongcui Palace.