The cool breeze in September, rich with the fragrance of cinnamon and red with frost on maple leaves, also blew away some of the sadness of my strong thoughts, and my body gradually got better. Swallowing Novel www. Sometimes when I have free time, I might as well think about it.
I went to see Xuan Ling. After all, he was unhappy because he lost his child. Besides, the one who is favored now is also my sister after all.
So Liu Zhu was sent to find out whether Xuan Ling was in the Yiyuan Hall. Liu Zhu came back and said: "Eunuch Li said that the emperor was reading memorials in the imperial study. The servant has asked the small kitchen to prepare snacks, and the young lady also went to prepare the snacks as before.
Your Majesty, please send some food."
I don’t know why, when Liu Zhu was about to answer me, he suddenly felt a little nervous. He just expected Liu Zhu to say that Xuan Ling couldn’t see me. It seemed that he felt cowardly about being close to home and didn’t want to see me. Now I heard Liu Zhu say this
I said it myself, but I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought about how I would feel if I went like this, if the meeting was awkward, or if I smelled or saw the private belongings and scent of another woman in his palace. If so,
Still missing.
So he said: "It's okay to prepare some snacks. Let Jingqing deliver them to the young master of Meizhuang."
Liu Zhu asked anxiously: "Miss, aren't you going to visit the emperor?"
I said calmly: "The emperor is busy with state affairs, how can I disturb him."
Liu Zhu said: "But in the past... the young lady could enter and leave the imperial study room..."
Feeling a little sad in her heart, she cut off her words and said, "Is this still the same as before?"
Liu Zhu was stunned for a moment, his expression dimmed along with mine, and he stopped talking.
I looked up and saw the beautiful autumn light outside the window, so I took Jinxi with me to relax. In the early autumn in Shanglin Garden, a thin mist of water often condenses on the Taiye Pond. After the frost, a pile of lupine maple trees are as red as weeping blood, leaving only
A little bit of blue. The flowers in Shanglin Garden have withered, as if to dispel the cold depression of autumn. The garden is filled with blooming autumn chrysanthemums, golden peonies, yellow crane feathers, jade exquisites, a ball of snow, rouge fragrance, brocade
Lychees, Xi Shi powder, Jade House Spring, splendid flowers are in full bloom, and the colors are all extremely rare and beautiful. Such gorgeous appearance, there is a kind of beauty that is not like spring but is better than spring.
I smiled slightly. No matter how precious and beautiful the chrysanthemums cultivated in the palace were, they had lost the coolness and pride of the chrysanthemums planted by Tao Yuanming. The beauty of chrysanthemums lies more in their charm rather than their color. The so-called good chrysanthemums are white chrysanthemums, followed by yellow chrysanthemums.
In short, the red and purple first-class people have finally lost their character.
Walking along Taiye Pond, looking at the beautiful autumn colors, I gradually walked farther and farther. The surrounding vegetation was sparse and deserted, and there were even unknown autumn insects chirping, which made people feel that the autumn atmosphere was getting thicker. I saw only a solitary one.
The palace garden is far away from the palace where the beloved concubines lived by the Taiye Pool, but it has red walls, golden ridges, and sparse tung locust trees. It is also very tall and not suitable for ordinary concubines to live in. I couldn't help but feel curious, so I asked Jinxi: "
What is this place?"
Jin Xi said: "That is the Pixiang Hall where Concubine Duan lives."
I nodded silently. Although I had some personal contact with Concubine Duan, I had never visited her palace. To avoid suspicion, she didn't like it either.
She was also very warm-hearted when I was pregnant, and even struggled to make two pairs of shoes for my unborn child despite her illness. I was very grateful to her for her kindness, but Concubine Duan didn't like my visit. I had a miscarriage.
She fell ill again before, and I heard that her illness was serious. However, she still told me to live well and rest well during her illness. Later, I encountered all kinds of difficulties, and I couldn't care about her anymore.
Now that she was passing by like this, and she was sick, she naturally couldn't pass through the door without entering. So she said to Jin Xi, "You can go and knock on the door." Although it was noon, the palace door was closed and couldn't be opened, and it looked a bit mottled.
After holding the copper lock for a long time, I heard a creaking sound and the door opened. Jixiang came out. When he saw it was me, he was a little surprised and said: "Mother Jin An."
I was a little suspicious. Ji Xiang and Ruyi were the personal maids around Concubine Duan. She was very dignified and never left her. How could she come to open the door? So I asked, "Where is your empress?"
Ji Xiang's eyes turned red, and he said with tears in his eyes: "It will be good if the queen is here."
I was shocked, and hurriedly followed Jixiang into the inner palace. The palace was spacious, but deserted, and I didn't see a single person serving in the palace. I couldn't help but ask: "Where have everyone gone?"
Jixiang answered the question unreasonably: "Since our queen became ill a few years ago, the queen moved out the few mistresses who lived with her in order to allow her to rest and recuperate. So no one is here."
I looked at her and said, "What about the palace attendants? Did they also move out together?"
She hesitated slightly: "The empress sent them out. There is Ruyi cooking medicine outside the palace."
It was not convenient for me to ask again, so I stepped into the palace. There was a strong and bitter medicinal smell that had not dissipated. The walls outside the palace were covered with ivy, blocking a large area of sunlight. The light became darker and darker, making the palace seem too quiet and quiet.
The concubine was sleeping on the bed, seemingly sound asleep. An older palace maid was boiling medicine on a small silver basket in the stove outside. It was Ruyi. Ruyi suddenly saw me, and was surprised and happy.
, shouted: "Empress."
I saw Concubine Duan asleep, her face as pale as paper, and asked, "What does the imperial doctor say about your empress's appearance?" Ruyi choked up and said, "I have always been under the care of Imperial Physician Pang. He only said that it was an old problem and she was eating the same food as before."
Just a few herbs."
I sighed and said angrily: "What a quack doctor. If the disease is not cured, how can we just take the old medicine?" Ping Yiping replied breathlessly: "I don't think it will work like this. Ruyi took the medicine and went to Taiyuan Hospital auspiciously.
Invite Dr. Wen to come and take a look. How can this be done without diagnosis and treatment? Since Concubine Duan has sent the people in her palace out, it won’t work if there is no one around to serve her. Jinxi, go and choose some safe people from our palace to come here.
Serve." Jixiang and Ruyi were already smiling after hearing what I said. I sent them off to do it and stayed alone with Concubine Duan.
I folded a few more chrysanthemums and put them in the vase, and the palace became a little more alive. After a while, Concubine Duan woke up with a groan, saw me by the bedside, and said, "You're here."
I put a soft pillow under her neck and said, "I passed by your residence by chance and heard that your Majesty is not well."
She smiled bitterly: "It's an old problem. It happens every autumn and winter. It's okay."
I said: "The disease has been treated with traditional Chinese medicine, so my wife should take good care of herself."
She opened her eyes slightly: "It's been a long time since I last saw you, and you've become so thin. Are you feeling better?"
When I heard her speak like this, I was suddenly surprised. Then I thought about the fact that there was no one waiting in her palace. I quickly understood and said, "My queen has a sharp ear and eyesight. She knows everything about the palace without going out."
She smiled faintly: "What we can know is only superficial things, such as changes in people's hearts. How can we know it through inquiring? These trivial tricks are nothing."
Hearing the word "people's heart" touched her heart, so she remained silent. Concubine Duan had some difficulty speaking while she was ill, and slowly said: "The child is the mother's lifeline. Even if it is not born from the mother's womb, it is still the love of her darling. You lost your child so suddenly,
Of course it's even more sad." Concubine Duan seemed very sad when she said these words. And her words emphasized the word "suddenly".
Of course I knew what she meant, but the matter of "Huan Yixiang" was of great importance, so how could I say it out loud, so I had to say: "I took bad medicine when I was a child, and I'm afraid it may hurt my body."
Concubine Duan nodded: "That's all." She took a deep breath, "I'm afraid you are more sad about the emperor's treatment of Murong Shilan."
When I thought about this incident, I suddenly felt new and old grudges in my heart. I couldn't help but feel sad and angry. I turned my head and said nothing. Concubine Duan also sneered again and again: "I see that she wants to imitate the way the former empress punished the virtuous concubine!"
Her life is really not that good. I thought the emperor would kill her because of you, or at least deprive her of her position and send her to the cold palace."
After hearing about Concubine Xian twice, I couldn't help but ask: "Did Concubine Xian in the past also kneel for a long time before giving birth?"
Concubine Duan gave a soft "hmm" and said: "When the late empress was here, Concubine Xian was often disrespectful. One day she bumped into the empress for some unknown reason. At that time, the empress was pregnant and her temper was inevitably a bit irritable, so she asked Concubine Xian to go to Weiyang.
Kneeling outside the palace, who would have known that Concubine Xian became red after kneeling for two hours. Only then did she realize that Concubine Xian was almost two months pregnant. Unfortunately, Concubine Xian did not know she was pregnant so she was kneeling.
The empress has outstanding virtues, and few in the harem are dissatisfied. She has been feeling regretful and guilty for this matter for a long time." She added: "It's no wonder that the late empress did so. How could the virtuous concubine know that she was neglectful and neglectful of others?
It's not stable, how can it stand up to kneeling for two hours?" Concubine Duan recalled the past with a lot of sadness.
After a while, Concubine Duan's tone became calm: "However, in my opinion, Murong Shilan is not that stupid to let you have trouble when she is in charge of the harem. With her arrogant temper, she just wants to suppress you to establish her power." She said softly.
Qingyi hummed: "I'm afraid she is more afraid than anyone else when she finds out you have had a miscarriage. But this time it is self-defeating."
I was filled with cold anger and said slowly: "Whether it is self-defeating or intentional, my revenge for losing my son cannot be avenged now."
After talking for a while, Ji Xiang ushered Wen Shichu in. I looked at him and stood up to leave. Concubine Duan was already tired after talking to me, so she just nodded briefly and closed her eyes to rest.
Slowly walked outside the Pixiang Hall, found a stone chair and sat down, recalling what Concubine Duan said for a long time. I had always thought that the sudden loss of my son was due to the influence of Huan Yixiang, which caused me to have a miscarriage after kneeling for half an hour.
.And this medicine uses musk, which will definitely cause some damage to my body. But I have only been in Murong Shilan's palace for three or four hours. Is the medicine so powerful?
Thinking about it carefully, I already had slight symptoms of discomfort a few days before going to her palace. Where did this start? Is it really because of all kinds of fear of her that led to mental and physical exhaustion? But I use silverware for food and drink, naturally.
It is impossible that there is something wrong with my diet, so where does my discomfort come from?
Not long after Wen Shichu came out, I stopped talking to him and asked straight to the point: "Why is Concubine Duan so seriously ill?"
He didn't answer, but asked: "Have you ever heard of the medicine safflower?"
I was horrified and blurted out: "Isn't that an abortion drug?"
He nodded and said, "Yes. Safflower can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It can be used for amenorrhea, dysmenorrhea, lochia, lumps, bruises, and bruises. Pregnant women will indeed experience miscarriage if they take it." He raised his head, his eyes brightening slightly.
A trace of compassion flashed, "But if you are not pregnant or suffering from any illness and suddenly take a large amount of this substance, it will damage your skin and blood vessels, and you may even be unable to have children."
I shook my head, my eyes filled with unspeakable surprise. After a while I asked, "Can Concubine Duan's illness be cured if I leave it to you?"
He looked down at the toes of his shoes and said: "I'm afraid not. I can only ensure that Concubine Duan lives." He paused and then said: "Even if there are national soldiers here, Concubine Duan can't do anything anymore."
Out."
No wonder she loves children so much! When Wen Shichu was entrusted by me, he would definitely try his best to save Concubine Duan. But what he said showed that Concubine Duan's body was severely damaged and was beyond his power.
The various reasons for Concubine Duan's physical damage are unknown to me. And I, grateful for her many reminders to me, can only do this, so I said: "I just hope you can let her live, don't
Suffering from too many illnesses.”
He nodded, "Weichen will do his best."
I thought of my own question and said: "I avoided favors back then, could the medicine you gave me be harmful to my body?" After a slight hesitation, I said directly: "Will it make my body weak and prone to miscarriage?
"
He was a little shocked, and after thinking carefully for a long time, he said: "Weichen was very careful about the dosage of the medicine at that time, and the empress did not feel any abnormality or discomfort after taking it. As for the miscarriage, it is generally impossible. It's just... my personal constitution.
It’s hard to tell if it’s different.”
My mood is desolate. In any case, this child is gone, so what's the use of dwelling on the past? His father has long forgotten that he once lived in my body.
Wen Shichu looked at me deeply, and I felt quite uncomfortable, so I didn't want to say more to him and walked away.
Jinxi hasn't come back yet, and she is bored when she returns to the palace. She can walk around casually, but she can also worry less about some troubles. In this way, she is lost in the flowers and leaning on the rocks, and turns to the stream in the rockery, listening to the chirping of orioles and the gurgling stream.
After a few turns, I came out from Taihu Shiping Peak and realized that I had reached the woods behind Yiyuan Hall.
Xuan Ling had been reviewing memorials and thinking about state affairs in the imperial study room of Yiyuan Hall. However, looking at the mountains of memorials and the rigid Chen Council for a long time gave him a headache, and he became more and more greedy for the pure and clear air and the singing of birds. So he went to Yiyuan Hall
Such a forest has been repaired behind the palace for more than ten years. The trees are very lush and make a sound like waves when the wind blows. The birds roaming among them make a gentle sound.
I used to accompany him to review memorials. Sometimes when we were both in the same mood, he would walk with me in the jungle, hand in hand, whispering softly and softly. The attendants and maids would not disturb me, so it would be quiet and beautiful.
Time. It seems that in this world, there has always been only me and him, not a king and his ministers, a husband and his concubine.
Now, how long has it been since I set foot in Yiyuan Palace? He almost never comes to my Tangli Palace. When was the last time we met.
It seemed to be the evening of that day - no, it seemed to be the early morning. I was in good spirits. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I was depressed and emaciated due to sadness.
He came in from outside, sat down to drink tea, and looked at my face in the mirror. He stood up and rubbed my cheek repeatedly, saying, "The scar on your cheek is no longer visible. Fortunately, it's not serious."
I was saddened by my own haggardness, and I also thought about the reason for this haggardness, and felt sad. Then I heard him say: "What should I do if there are really traces left? It is really a white jade with only a few flaws."
He couldn't help but feel bored, turned his head and smiled: "Your Majesty really cherishes my concubine's appearance."
Xuan Ling smiled: "How can we live up to Huan Huan's beauty?"
I sneered in my heart, it turned out that he cared so much about my appearance, so I waved his hand away with a bang, walked away, and fell asleep facing the wall, ignoring him no more.
He didn't come to comfort me like he usually did. He seemed to be angry and just said: "My concubine, you are too stubborn. I miss you and I won't come to argue with you soon after you lose your son. You can just calm down for a while."
Then he walked away and never came back.
Afterwards, I asked Jin Xi, "Does the Emperor only care about my appearance?"
Jin Xi answered cautiously: "Your Majesty's appearance is so impressive that no one can turn a blind eye to it."
Huanbi on the side smiled bitterly: "It turns out that a woman's appearance is more attractive to men than her character. It can be seen that men all love beauty."
I shook my head: "Actually, that's not necessarily the case. Appearance is on the outside, but character is on the inside. Naturally, it is more obvious than character. Without appearance, I'm afraid few men will be willing to understand your character. But without character, how can you get along with others happily for a long time? In the world.
It is true that there are many men who love beauty. But Zhuge Kongming and his ugly wife Huang are in love with each other, which shows that there are also refined men in the world."
Huanbi said: "But how many Zhuge Kongming are there in the world?"
This time it was my turn to smile bitterly. Indeed, in this world, after all, there are many men who use sex to get others. But how long can a woman get good results from using sex to others? I always thought that he has some affection for me after all, and he also has some feelings for me.
But when he came by chance, what he focused on was my appearance and whether it was still good.
Thinking like this, I felt a little sad in my heart. What's more, facing such old scenery, those joys were vividly in front of my eyes. So I didn't want to stay any longer and turned around to leave.
However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard someone talking. His heart moved and he subconsciously ducked behind a tree. The people walking in front of him were not Xuan Ling and Ling Rong. Although Ling Rong kept a step away from him,
The words were spoken with a smile, very intimate. The situation was the same as before, the only difference was that Xuan Ling and I were walking side by side.
Lingrong, she always looks so humble. Because of this humility, she makes people feel more compassionate.
At this moment, the mausoleum is wearing a fine magenta peach-patterned brocade pipa top with gold threads, and a silver-white satin skirt with glittering beads underneath. On her head is a long golden hairpin with beads and tassels. She is delicate and yet has a gorgeous style.
Her expression was even more intoxicating. Her words were gentle: "Your Majesty has not been to Sister Zhen's place for several days. Are you going to go to Sister Zhen's place tonight?"
Xuan Ling looked hesitant and said sadly: "It's not that I don't want to see her. I'm also sad that she lost her child, but her temperament is really too stubborn. It's not good for a woman to have such a stubborn temper."
He said with a slight smile: "It would be great if she had half the peace you have."
When these words fell upon my ears, I was almost stunned. My eyes seemed to have been stabbed hard by something, and I felt sore and uncomfortable. My eyes were white and blurry, and I could see that the straight tree trunks were also twisted. He actually thought that I was too stubborn.
I became tactful and submissive. It was not easy to hear his dissatisfaction with me so suddenly. What's more, he accused me of my fault in this way in front of his beloved concubine.
Lingrong thought for a while and whispered: "If there is anything about my sister that makes the emperor dissatisfied, please forgive her for the pain of losing her son. In fact, my sister is also very hard-working."
Xuan Ling was a little dissatisfied: "She worked hard, and so did I. Why didn't she think about me? I lost two sons in a row, and there were so many disputes in the palace. It was difficult to even look at her smiling face. After all, it was I who abused her in the past.
broken."
I laughed silently, as my pain of losing my child turned out to be his fault for spoiling me.
Lingrong was frightened and said hurriedly: "I don't mean this, I am my concubine."
Xuan Ling sighed: "Actually, Huan Huan looks pretty when she smiles." However, hearing her blame herself, she consoled her: "It's none of your business. In fact, I miss her a little. I'll go see her again when I have time."
After thinking about it, he added: "You and Huan Huan are sisters, and you also know her temperament. Now that she is sad, I am actually embarrassed, and I can't bear to see her."
Lingrong whispered: "Yes. My sister has a good family background and is good at learning. I admire her very much, and I hope the emperor still likes her as he did in the past. But I think again, my sister has not figured it out now, so
I have been sad and unable to serve the emperor well. If my sister figures it out in the future, she will naturally be able to come around. It is better for the emperor not to see her now, in order to avoid some conflict in words. When I go to persuade my sister, my sister wants to
See you again when you understand. Aren't we all happy?" As he said this, he carefully looked at Xuan Ling's expression and said, "This is just my humble opinion. Your Majesty, don't hate me for talking too much."
Xuan Ling said: "You are so considerate of me and my concubine Wan, how can I say anything bad about you?"
Lingrong's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and she said with a slightly sad expression: "The emperor has thanked you. I only like the emperor to be happy all the time. In fact, I have no virtue and incompetence. I am not as good as my sister who can always help the emperor to solve his problems."
Xuan Ling said: "Rong'er, why do you need to belittle yourself like this? You and Guan Guifei are just like spring flowers and autumn moon, each with its own merits."
Lingrong then showed her face, her smile was light and delicate: "Then does the emperor like me more, or does he like my sister more?"
Xuan Ling hesitated for a moment, then said with a half-smile: "At this moment, I naturally like you more, Rong'er."
My throat tightened, as if I couldn't breathe. Such words turned my sadness on the verge of tears into sadness and disappointment on the verge of tears. It was like a pair of hands grabbed my heart and rubbed it,
I squeezed it. The wind was hot and cold, and my face seemed to be itchy as bugs crawled over it. I just felt that all the efforts and affection I had put in before were not worth it! Not worth it! But I stood there in a daze,
Can't take a step to escape.
Xuan Ling was about to say more and coughed two or three times. Ling Rong hurriedly touched his chest and said with concern: "Your Majesty, you have worked hard on state affairs. I personally picked the loquat leaves and asked someone to stew them with rock sugar. Your Majesty, wait a minute.
Drinking it can relieve cough and phlegm, and the taste is not bitter."
Xuan Ling said with a smile: "It's hard for you to do these things yourself, but then again, if it weren't for you, how could I cough?"
Lingrong was surprised and a little aggrieved: "Yes, it's my concubine's fault. Please tell me where I made my mistake."
Xuan Ling showed a faint smile, pinched her earlobe and said: "I just asked you 'did you lose it' last night in vain, but you struggled and refused to tell the truth. If not for this, how could I have caught the cold?"
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Lingrong was greatly embarrassed, and his face was as red as blood. He looked around hurriedly, and when he saw no one there, he whispered coquettishly: "Your Majesty, please don't say anything inappropriate." Such shyness was so heartbreaking that Xuan Ling laughed loudly.
, the laughter frightened the birds in Lin Shao, and also frightened my heart. I just felt that it was so numb...
After a long time, Xuan Ling and Ling Rong were far away. The setting clouds hung down from the treetops, as red as blood-splashed paint, filling half the sky. There was only silence and silence around them. Occasionally, birds flew up, and they were very quiet.
Soon it flew far away with a strange "swish" sound.
I walked numbly, with no tears in my eyes. My heart ached, and I felt so empty. My hands and feet were getting cold, and I didn't know where I was going. It would be natural for Liuzhu and the others to go back to the palace like this.
You have to worry about me. But if I don’t go back, where can I live in such a vast palace?
My feet were weak and feeble, as if I were stepping on heavy piles of cotton. I walked slowly for a long time before I stepped onto the smooth and hard bluestone slabs of Yongxiang. I met Jinxi who came up to me with an anxious look on her face. She was greatly relieved when she saw me.
She took a breath, hurriedly put the brocade cloak in her hand on me, and said: "It's all my fault, the coming and going has delayed the time. I asked the queen to wait." She saw that I was lost, and her hand trembled when she touched mine.
She was so cold that she became even more anxious and frightened: "What's wrong with you? I just went somewhere and made this slave very anxious."
I wiped away the dried tears from the corners of my eyes and said reluctantly, "It's nothing, the wind blurred my eyes."
Jinxi didn't dare to delay, and said worriedly: "I'm afraid the cold wind has hit me to warm up my body. I'll wait for you to go back and rest."
Back in the palace, Huanbi and Liuzhu were frightened when they saw me like this, and they didn't dare to ask any more questions. I didn't even allow them to ask for an imperial doctor, so I sent them out one by one. It was getting late, and the candles were not lit in the palace yet.
Fire is the deep and dark silence. The heart is also the color of existence.
I covered myself with the quilt and held back the tears for a long time before they fell. A little bit of them wetted the thick and soft quilt, making me wet and hot.