His life span was shortened by two years in one fell swoop. There was nothing strange about it and no one would believe it.
But Song Qinghuan didn't dare to talk about these doubts to others. She had never seen the remains of Empress Dowager Jiang this time, so she didn't know what was going on, so she just thought about it in her heart and had no choice but to find an opportunity to talk to Xiao Ci again.
Empress Dowager Jiang was in a state of decline when she was ill, and the wings she had cultivated were dispersed among various parties. The gates of Cining Palace were closed all year round. Even Emperor Chengxing did not go to Cining Palace for leisure, let alone the concubines in the harem and her grandchildren.
She said that it was Queen Wang who came and went to visit her more often.
When you are healthy, you are prosperous and wealthy, and you are surrounded by flowers. When you are sick all year round, you are deserted. However, after your death, you are buried with splendor and splendor.
Emperor Chengxing was just such a mother. No matter how many complaints and dissatisfaction he had during his lifetime, he still thought of her well after his death.
She was granted the posthumous title of Empress Dowager Xiaoyi, and her body was laid to rest for seven days. The whole country observed mourning for twenty-seven days, and she was buried in the imperial mausoleum and slept with the late emperor and Empress Dowager Xiaoren.
Empress Dowager Jiang had a low status in her early years, and such a grand burial was considered against the precedent. However, she couldn't bear the Emperor Chengxing's insistence on doing so, so she still followed the advice of the ministers.
It was not until Empress Dowager Jiang was buried seven days later that Song Qinghuan had time to return to the palace from the palace.
In the past few days, the two children had been mourning in the palace. They couldn't eat well or sleep well, and they both lost weight.
Xiao Jingrou was fine, she had just lost weight, but Xiao Jingtong was sluggish and in poor spirits.
People are subject to birth, old age, illness and death, and Song Qinghuan had no choice but to go along with everything and coax her, waiting for time to pass so that she could think better of herself.
In a few days, the Chinese New Year will begin. Empress Dowager Jiang passed away, and the whole of Dali followed her in mourning. Naturally, this year cannot be celebrated happily.
There were no banquets in the palace, and civil and military officials did not dare to hold banquets. Even at family reunion dinners, only vegetarian dishes were served.
Emperor Chengxing was immersed in the grief of losing his mother for a while, and no one dared to make mistakes.
It was originally agreed that Wei Yutang and Brother Xu would come to the palace to celebrate the New Year, but when Empress Dowager Jiang came out, it was no longer possible.
On New Year's Eve, several children gathered together for the New Year's Eve dinner. Seeing that they were not allowed to play or set off fireworks during the period of mourning, Song Qinghuan simply sent the children back to sleep, and he and Xiao Ci stayed up to watch the New Year's Eve.
Xiao Jingtong was not in good spirits, so Xiao Ci took her back to Hanliyuan and asked Xiao Jingrou to coax her more.
Xiao Jingrou was very sensible. After hearing this, she nodded her head, turned around and took out all the candies she had hidden and gave them to Xiao Jingtong.
Xiao Jingtong watched Xiao Jingrou grow up. He was such a big person, but he couldn't speak. He only knew how to eat and sleep all day long, and he would always feel uncomfortable.
It was like a dumpling at that time, but now it has grown so big all of a sudden, and he still knows how to use his own hidden things to coax her.
Xiao Jingtong felt something strange in his heart and couldn't describe what it was like. When his nose became sore, he held Xiao Jingrou in his arms and cried: "I don't have the imperial grandmother anymore..."
Xiao Jingrou patted Xiao Jingtong's back sensibly, and said in a sweet voice: "Sister, dad, mom, brother, and me."
After a pause, he added: "Everyone said that I was picked up. I have no biological father or mother, but my mother said that my biological father and mother love me very much, and my sister's imperial grandmother must also love me very much."
Love sister."
The whole Ruizhou knew that Xiao Jingrou was picked up by Xiao Jingchuan from the flood. No one in Prince Rui's palace dared to say it in front of her, but it was rare for someone to say such harsh words outside.
Xiao Jingrou is only over two years old and can't tell the difference between good and bad, but she will be unhappy when she hears others say that she has no biological father or mother.
Song Qinghuan noticed that something was wrong with her for a while, and when he asked her about it later, he found out what was going on.
After thinking about it, I felt that there were some things that I couldn't hide forever, so I simply told her about her life experience, and what happened next was what Xiao Jingrou said.
The two sisters hugged each other, and Xiao Ci couldn't hear what they said in detail, but they still couldn't help but sigh, and then walked out.
Empress Dowager Jiang did indeed do a lot of evil things when she was young. Most of her brothers were killed by her hands, and the only ones left were her own son Emperor Chengxing, him and King Wu Xiao En.
Such an abominable person will not be able to survive well when he dies.
Think about it, life only lasts a few decades, and no one can say whether we will see the sun tomorrow.
When returning to Yilanju from Hanliyuan, snowflakes started to fall in the sky again. Xiao Ci was alone and did not hold an umbrella. When he returned to Yilanju, his head and body were stained with moisture.
Song Qinghuan was wearing homely clothes and sitting in front of the desk. When he saw him return, he quickly got up and helped him take off his thick clothes. He also brought a clean cloth to twist his hair. Texue served him freshly brewed tea and left.
Only two people left.
Xiao Ci still let Song Qinghuan twist his hair, holding a tea bowl in his hand to warm his hands. He thought for a while and then said: "I think it will take some time for Sister Tong to recover. I'm afraid you will have to worry too much these days.
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Song Qinghuan moved her hands neatly and said after hearing the words: "I know, she is a child after all. She will remember whoever treats her well."
After a pause, he said again: "Chuhan brought the things."
Xiao Ci looked stern and asked, "What's going on?"
Song Qinghuan was not in a hurry to respond to him. He threw away the cloth in his hand and led him to the desk with a newly opened paper package on top.
If you don't look closely, you won't be able to see anything in the paper bag.
Song Qinghuan pulled out a silver hairpin from her bun, scratched it, and held it up to the lamp. Xiao Cicai saw some white flakes on the tip of the hairpin.
He frowned and said, "It's cotton wool."
Song Qinghuan nodded: "The imperial doctor said that the Queen Mother went because she was old and could not breathe."
She pointed to the thing on the paper bag: "This thing was picked out from the Queen Mother's nose. How she got there is obvious."
After finishing speaking, he sighed again and said in confusion: "It's just that I don't know, what is the purpose of this move? People are already like this, and they have to do it so cruelly. If it is for revenge, she also lies like this
"It's long past time to take action."
Xiao Ci took the hairpin from Song Qinghuan's hand and looked at the lamp for a long time without saying anything. After a long time, he said: "Maybe, the hatred is too deep."
If he remembered correctly, that person's biological mother died in the same way as Empress Dowager Jiang. Empress Dowager Jiang had been lying on the bed for so long, and his biological mother had also been on the bed for a long time before her death, and her death was not a normal death.
Song Qinghuan knew who Xiao Ci was talking about, but there were some things that she knew, but she wasn't very clear about it, so she didn't say much, not to mention that this was someone else's grudge and had nothing to do with them.
The old year has gone and the new year has arrived, but this year is much heavier than previous years.
I only entered the palace to pay New Year greetings on the first day of the Lunar New Year. I never thought that Princess Yuyin would fall into the lake in her back garden and drown on the second day of the Lunar New Year. Although she was still breathing when she was rescued, when she woke up, she was already unconscious and had an IQ.
