When Ulanara left, it was evening, the candlelight was slightly cool, the palace servants were guarding the pavilion, and medicine was still boiling on the small red stove beside it.
Rong promised to be standing on the steps, explaining something to the young eunuch in a low voice, when suddenly he heard the palace maid inside running out in a panic and knocking over a low stool.
"The Queen...the Queen has collapsed!"
Rong promised to act as if he didn't understand the words at first, but when he realized what he was saying, he rushed in. The queen's bed was already full of wailing palace ladies kneeling in front of her.
"Go to the Yangxin Palace, go to the Chengqian Palace, and report to the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine."
Rong agreed and said with a trembling voice.
When Ulanara left, his expression was very calm. He put his hands on his chest and closed them slightly, as if praying for a never-satisfied dream.
In the Chengqian Palace, Ji Ling was sitting under the window teasing the seventh elder brother. When she heard the funeral announcement, her expression changed and she immediately handed her little son to the wet nurse and stood up.
The queen was seriously ill, so the hospital went to Kunning Palace all day long. In fact, everyone in the palace had a vague premonition of this day coming.
But the queen has been ill for so many years, and it seems that illness has become a habit. In everyone's impression, it seems that Kunning Palace is just lying on the bed for a long time, unable to afford lingering.
Who knew his condition would take a turn for the worse.
The death of the queen is a national mourning. According to the rules, the Ministry of Internal Affairs should be the one to specifically organize the royal funeral.
As for the host of the queen's funeral, it can be the Son of the Emperor or the emperor himself.
Since the queen had no children, the main mourner was the Yellow Emperor.
But as the concubine with the highest status in the harem, the burden of making decisions, directing the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and taking care of the queen's affairs naturally fell on the imperial concubine Ji Ling.
Ji Ling raised her hand and pulled out the jewelry hairpins from her ears and hair, wiped off the lipstick on her lips, and glanced down at herself again.
Today's clothes are just plain and simple.
"Call the third princess. Inform my elder brother. Give it to the emperor, the East and West Palaces, and report the funeral." Ji Ling ordered the servants while wiping the blush on his face.
When the third princess heard that her aunt had passed away, she was also shocked.
Like a big baby, she was put into plain clothes by her nanny and came out in a daze. Ji Ling was already waiting at the gate of the palace. When he saw the third princess coming out, he held her hand, and the mother and daughter started talking.
Got on the sedan.
In Kunning Palace, the concubines heard the news and had already arrived in twos and threes. According to their rank, they knelt in the front hall of Kunning Palace. Each of them had red eyes and kept wiping the corners of their eyes with a handkerchief, but they couldn't shed tears.
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Rong agreed, and knelt down in front of the queen's bed, crying so hard that she almost fainted.
Ji Ling stepped forward.
When everyone saw the imperial concubine arriving, they immediately stood up to make way for Ji Ling, and then knelt down and said: "Greetings to the imperial concubine, may the imperial concubine be blessed!"
Ji Ling walked to the queen's bed and saw Ulanara's face - there seemed to be a faint smile on her face.
No matter how noble her status was, there was still a separation between yin and yang. Qixi felt horrified when she saw the unpredictable smile on the queen's face.
Seeing that Ji Ling was still going forward, she stretched out her hand and tightly grasped her master's sleeve.
Rong promised to be supported by others and kowtowed to the imperial concubine. He sadly said a few words about the empress's life, and then said: "I just went out to give some instructions about getting medicine, and I didn't stay with the empress for a moment."
In front of the queen's bed, when she came back, the queen was already...already..."
When she said this, she began to cover her face and cry bitterly.
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After the queen performed the summoning ceremony, her death was a foregone conclusion, and then the personal maids who used to serve the queen bathed her, changed her clothes, combed her hair, and gave her a meal.
To hold rice in your mouth means to hold precious pearls and jade in your mouth. It means that when the deceased passes away, you cannot bear to see her mouth empty, so you fill her mouth with rice.
During the funeral of the empress, the emperor ordered his ministers to announce to the whole world that he would stay away from court for five days.
Concubines, concubines, princes and princesses, princes and princes, princes and princes in Beijing, hundreds of officials, clan members, Jueluo, women of second rank and above entered the palace in plain clothes, knelt down and cried in mourning. Women in Kunning Palace and the internal prisons had their hair cut and plaited.
Looking out from the gate of Kunning Palace, everything is completely white.
The fourth elder brother knelt in front of his aunt's hall, clenching his hands into fists and crying until his eyes were red.
He was the elder brother, and Hongxin also knelt behind him.
Ji Ling looked over from the side and saw that her son was crying very sadly, his shoulders were shaking, and he didn't even know that his knees had slipped off the futon.
If the fourth elder brother acted very sad, then the sixth elder brother showed the state of "even if he is very sad, he is still trying to endure it".
Look at the concubines again.
While Concubine Qian was crying, she secretly took out some eye drops from her sleeve and put it on the back of her hands - this was an ointment left over from her previous dynasty. While not hurting her eyes, it also kept her tears flowing. She could cry as long as she wanted.
Until when.
Li Guiren really couldn't cry and kept howling softly.
The position where she was kneeling was right at the corner. If the emperor and others moved around, they would easily notice her.
Li Guiren had been covering his face with the handkerchief for a long time. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Concubine Qian's little movement. He knelt down and stepped forward. When no one was paying attention, he tugged on her sleeve and handed her handkerchief over to her.
Concubine Qian thought her move was too big, so she cursed silently and quickly smeared some ointment on Guiren Li's handkerchief.
Li Guiren raised his hand and put the handkerchief on his eyes. He only felt a slight soreness in his eyes, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
The handkerchief instantly became wet. Li Guiren looked down and realized that it was his own tears.
There is such a good thing. If I had known about it, I wouldn’t have put any chili pepper on it!
The seventh brother was young after all. He was hugged by his wet nurse and knelt on the futon. After kowtowing for a while, he finally became impatient, his little face wrinkled into a ball, and he began to cry anxiously.
Originally, crying was the most common sound during a funeral, but Brother Seventh's cry was very sharp and irritable. This sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.
While the seventh brother was crying, he twisted his little body and stretched out his hand towards Ji Ling. When the wet nurse saw his action, she immediately panicked and said anxiously: "The Imperial Concubine, the young master is going to..."
Before she could finish her words, she felt her hands were warm and a stream of warm water was already flowing down her arms.
Brother Seventh is in urgent need of urination.
It's been here since night before dawn, and the diaper has been full.
As soon as he peed, he probably knew it was not the right place, so he cried even louder and kept waving his fists. There was a bit of shame and anger in his cry.
Ji Ling felt extremely distressed when she saw her son in such discomfort. She raised her hand and asked the wet nurse to carry him to the side hall to change his diaper.
The wet nurse looked at the scene in front of her and didn't dare to move. Ji Ling glared at her and then stared at her.