Yuan Qingling shook her head and said, "I'll stay here and give her a ride instead of Lao Wu."
Gu Si nodded, "That's good, so there won't be no one around."
Outside the palace, a palace official took down a red lantern, and darkness suddenly swept over. Yuan Qingling stretched out her hand to hold the column and almost fainted.
Gu Si walked past her, and she seemed to hear Yu Wenling's cry, as if she saw Lao Wu's sad eyes, and her heart suddenly felt painful.
Her whole body was so weak that she had no strength at all. If a palace maid hadn't come over to support her, she would have almost fallen to the ground.
Seeing Gu Si come in, Concubine Xian's eyes broke with fear, and she shouted excitedly, "I want to see the prince, I want to see the emperor, I want to see the queen mother..." Gu Si said: "Mother, please choose one.
Bar!"
"No, it's not yet fifteen, it's not the princess' wedding yet... The princess cannot get married during her mother's death. This marriage is cursed, so don't come!"
Concubine Xian's voice was as shrill as a night owl flying in the night sky, with an aura of despair.
Mu Rugong said: "My dear concubine, don't worry. The princess has recognized the imperial concubine as her mother. Naturally, she will have her mother's blessing when she gets married. This is a great marriage. The princess will be happy. Please go on your journey with peace of mind."
Yuan Qingling slowly walked back to the palace, nestled next to the curtain, and watched Concubine Xian excitedly knocking over the wooden tray placed next to her. The poisoned wine spilled on the floor, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang, except for the white stripe.
Ling was blown up by the wind and rolled up on her knees. She stretched out her hands to push it away, with a look of fear on her face and screamed at the top of her lungs.
Eunuch Mu Ru immediately said: "Since your Majesty has chosen Bai Ling, I will help you!"
He raised the white silk, and saw that the white silk swam up like a snake, passed through the beams and hung down. Eunuch Mu Ru tied a knot behind it, like a concubine's neck.
Concubine Xian frantically pulled Bai Ling and cried, "Yu Wenhao, come quickly, the concubine is going to be killed by them, come quickly, save the concubine, the concubine doesn't want to die..." Gu
Si used a dagger to cut off the restraints on her body. Eunuch Mu Ru pulled Bai Ling with his hand, and Bai Ling lifted Xian Fei up.
Her feet had just become free, and now they were kicking around in the air.
Yuan Qingling slowly knelt down and said hollowly: "Yuan Qingling, on behalf of Yu Wenhao, pays homage to my mother and concubine, and asks her to rest in peace!"
Two lines of tears fell on her face. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the feet kicking in the air. The embroidered shoes were kicked off and fell in front of her. She saw the exquisite embroidery on the embroidered shoes, which seemed to depict a plant.
Dancing orchid.
The roaring and crying had disappeared, and all she could hear was the gurgling sound in her throat. She didn't dare to raise her head and looked up. She only felt that her whole body was cold and weak, and she almost fainted.
It seemed like she was reminded of the time when she was imprisoned in the palace and saw the young concubine die in front of her. The arrival of life was full of miracles, but the disappearance of human life was such a child's play.
I don't know how long it took, but Concubine Xian was untied and placed on the Arhat bed. Gu Si and Eunuch Mu Ru treated the body of Concubine Xian politely for Yu Wenhao's sake.
Yuan Qingling knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to her as a filial piety to Yu Wenhao and the triplets.
Yu Wenhao was sitting in the Qiankun Palace waiting. Suddenly he seemed to hear his mother and concubine's cry for help, and he finally couldn't help but ran out.
He ran all the way to Qingyu Palace and saw Yuan Qingling being helped out by the palace maids, while Gu Si and Eunuch Mu Ru were following behind. His footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked hastily into the palace.
Now there is only one candle lighting the temple, the light is dim and nothing can be seen.
His breathing was very rapid, almost like crying. Sweat fell from his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears that fell from his eyes. He slowly knelt down.
His heart was empty, as if his life had suddenly disappeared. There was a whistling wind in his ears. He raised his head and saw Yuan Qing staggering over. He subconsciously reached out to support him, but his body went limp.
Just fall back.
He hit a sharp stone on the back of his head. He felt some pain, so he reached out and touched it, and his hand was covered with blood.
Yuan Qingling hurriedly reached out to help him, and he reached out and grabbed Yuan Qingling's arm, his eyes hollow and said: "Old Yuan, my mother-in-law is dead."
Yuan Qingling hugged him and cried.
He looked at Eunuch Mu Ru and Gu Si blankly, then stood up with Yuan Qing Ling in his arms. He whispered: "I should go see her for the last time."
Yuan Qingling supported him, and the two of them staggered in.
A strong wind swept in from outside the palace, causing the curtains to fly all over the sky, hitting the face and body with a crackling sound.
Yu Wenhao walked over slowly, holding his breath completely, and then took a deep breath, as if he was using all his strength to take a breath in from his belly, and then exhale slowly.
The condition of Concubine Xian's death was not terrible, but was much more peaceful than when she was alive. Naturally, Eunuch Mu Ru had taken care of her remains. She couldn't close her eyes, but her hair and clothes were all done.
Yu Wenhao's eyes were hazy, and he slowly stretched out his hand from Concubine Xian's face, covering her eyes with both hands, and tears finally fell from the corners of his eyes.
Yu Wenling ran in crying, threw herself on Concubine Xian, and cried loudly.
Ronghe Hall.
The Queen Mother had already fallen asleep. She suddenly woke up from her dream and sat up. She suddenly opened the curtain and asked, "Who is crying?"
Grandma walked over quickly, knelt on the ground and said: "Queen Mother, no one is crying. Are you having a nightmare?"
"It's the Concubine Xian, it's the Concubine Xian who's crying."
The Queen Mother hurriedly wanted to go to the ground.
Mammy supported her and sighed softly, "I just got the news that Concubine Xian hanged herself."
The Queen Mother's hand froze in mid-air, and she slowly retracted it, her eyes filled with pain and tears, "Dead?"
"Already gone."
Grandma said.
The Queen Mother pressed her chest, feeling like she couldn't breathe, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
"It doesn't matter if she's dead...if she's dead, the living people will suffer less."
The Queen Mother fell on the bed and murmured, her messy gray hair covering the pillow. She suddenly covered her face and started crying.
Royal study room.
Eunuch Mu Ru came back to resume his duties.
Emperor Ming Yuan sat on the dragon chair with a solemn expression and a tired face.
He listened to Eunuch Mu Ru quietly, then suppressed the memorial with paper, and looked at the thin smoke emitted from the mouth of the carved and hollowed-out three-legged golden beast incense burner, his eyes were a little hollow, "In a flash, twenty-five years have passed.
Yes, I still remember what she looked like when she entered the house."
“Your Majesty’s condolences!”
Eunuch Mu Ru said softly.
Emperor Ming Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed it, "It doesn't matter, I don't feel that much sadness. It's just that as I get older, I always like to think about things when I was young. I still remember that she especially likes to wear lotus-colored clothes and her dancing posture is ugly.
, I play the piano well...what else?
Hey, I can’t remember it either, maybe I really mistreated the Su family and her, that’s why I forced her to do this."
"Your Majesty, you have already indulged the Su family very much. You must not doubt yourself because of Concubine Xian."
Eunuch Mu Ru knelt down and said.
Emperor Ming Yuan's voice was caught in Chang Feng's voice, "But I even treated myself badly. I said on the day she entered the palace that the people of the royal family are not proud and happy. If they carry too many burdens on their shoulders, they are doomed.