The Concubine's Biography of the Concubine Seizing the Palace

"You...【 】" Concubine Xian never imagined that the princess would treat her like this. She was anxious and angry, and more humiliating. She was so anxious that she raised her hand and wanted to slap the princess back.

Wei Ning'er took a step forward and pulled the princess back.

"Why, you still dare to hit the princess? The princess looked at Concubine Xian, her eyes were full of provocation and contempt.

"He Jing, you are so courageous, I am your elder no matter what!" Concubine Xian took a deep breath and shouted.

"Elder? Are you worthy? Since I was a child, this princess has respected you and called you Empress Xian, so you think you are so great? To put it bluntly, you are just Huang Ama's concubine. Afraid of you, this princess is not afraid of you, now that Yong Cong died young, and Huang Erniang is unconscious, but you stop Huang Ama from going to the Changchun Palace, what is your intention?" Princess Hejing was furious and shouted angrily.

Concubine Xian's face twitched violently a few times, trying to hold back the anger in her heart and not go wild.

The princess was not relieved, and stepped forward and shouted: "It would be cheap to give you a slap. I heard that you are now in the palace. You have many eyes and ears. You can be as proud as you are, but... you give this princess Remember, if Yong Cong's death has anything to do with you, this princess will definitely kill you."

"You are spitting blood! He Jing, don't think you are a princess so presumptuous!" Concubine Xian took a deep breath and shouted.

"Presumptuous? This princess is even more presumptuous. Don't think that with the support of the emperor's grandmother, this princess will be afraid of you. If you want to know whether you, your irrelevant daughter-in-law, or this princess is more important to her, you You can try it, it's best not to let this princess catch you, otherwise it will be the Buddha's manifestation, and this princess will still kill you!" After the princess said, she pushed her away abruptly, and stepped forward to the bed Then he wanted to drag the emperor up.

Wei Ning'er was startled again, and immediately stepped forward to help. The two of them worked for a while before waking the emperor up.

Perhaps it was because of two hours of rest, the emperor was no longer drunk when he woke up. Naturally, the emperor was also very surprised to see Wei Ning'er and Princess Hejing.

"Why are you here?" An ominous premonition suddenly rose in the emperor's heart, and he suddenly became sober.

"Huang Ama, Yongcong...he is dead." After talking with Princess Hejing, tears came down.

Hearing the words, the emperor was stunned on the spot, only to come back to his senses for a moment, and grabbed the princess: "What do you think happened to my Yong Cong?"

"Huang Ama, Yong Cong is dead." The princess wept.

The emperor stood up, he was wearing pajamas, and he galloped outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation without even putting on his shoes.

Wu Shulai waited for the servant to be shocked, and chased after him holding the emperor's clothes.

Wei Ning'er and the princess froze for a moment, then followed.

For a moment, there were only two masters and servants left in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Concubine Xian.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing her master standing beside her in a daze, Mu Yun couldn't help but feel a little worried. The slap that the princess just gave must be a great shame to the master.

"This slap, I will remember it, I will definitely remember it, He Jing, since you are disrespectful to me, one day, I will give it back to you a hundred times and a thousand times!" Concubine Xian's eyes were burning with rage, There is a trace of killing intent.

"Your Majesty!" Mu Yun was startled.

"Go back to the palace!" Concubine Xian said and left in a huff.

Although it was winter, the sky was about to dawn, and the emperor's anger seemed to flood the Forbidden City. Because of the Chinese New Year, all the red lanterns hung in the palace disappeared at dawn.

Looking at the mourning emperor sitting next to the queen, Wei Ning'er didn't know how to comfort him. At this moment, in Wei Ning'er's eyes, he was so fragile. After all, the emperor is also a human being, and he also has emotions and sorrows.

The princess tugged Wei Ning'er's sleeve lightly, and the two slowly exited the bedroom.

It was almost noon when she brought Bing Ruo back to Yanxi Palace, what surprised Wei Ning'er was that Concubine Chun and Concubine Jia were waiting for her.

At this time, Wei Ning'er was exhausted physically and mentally, so she didn't want to talk to them. Concubine Jia and Lu Yunxi naturally saw her exhaustion, and they left after exchanging a few pleasantries.

For more than ten days, Wei Ning'er has been restless in Changchun Palace every day, and she has been busy all night yesterday, but now she has no sleep at all, and the deep sadness seems to wipe her out, even she can't accept Seventh Brother The fact that is dead, not to mention the emperor and empress.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, but there is no joy in the palace at all, the sky is gray, and in the afternoon, it snows heavily, the overwhelming snow soon buried a thick layer, Wei Ning'er stood in front of the window for a long time. language, as if to use this endless coldness to freeze the sadness in my heart.

After being approved by the Ministry of Rites and other yamen, a funeral proposal was drawn up. Just after the first day of the first lunar month in the 12th year of Qianlong, the palace began to handle the funeral for Yong Cong.

On the second day of the first lunar month, the body of Yong Cong, the seventh son of the emperor, was put into the "golden coffin", and all the kings, ministers, princesses, Fujin, etc. gathered to mourn.

On the fourth day of the lunar new year, the "golden coffin" was moved to Caobalitun outside the city for a temporary security, and the prince's guards were set up along the way.

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, it was a special case that the seventh son of the emperor was given the posthumous title of "Prince Mourning Min".

These days, the queen has been ill due to the pain of losing her son, and the emperor has been by her side, comforting the queen,

On the 27th day of the first lunar month, after the "Full Moon Sacrifice" was held, Yong Cong's funeral came to an end. In addition, the empress recovered from a serious illness, and the cloud that had been hanging over the palace finally slowly dissipated.

On this day, Wei Ning'er went to Changchun Palace to visit the Empress as usual, the Empress was in good spirits today and had a lot of conversations with Wei Ning'er, not long after, the Emperor came to Changchun Palace.

"My Majesty, I wish you peace and prosperity!" The Empress and Wei Ning'er stood up and greeted each other.

"Excuse me!" The emperor helped the queen to sit down, and seeing that she was in good spirits, his heart that had been suspended for a long time finally fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, I heard that on the fourth day of February, you will go on a tour to the East." The Queen smiled softly.

"Yes, it's just the queen's body..." The emperor hesitated a little. The east tour was scheduled last year, and he had already made it known to the world that if he didn't go, he couldn't do it, but he was worried about leaving the queen in the palace.

The empress naturally knew the emperor's concerns, and said softly: "Your majesty, this tour to the east is for the emperor's wife. Your majesty is taking care of everything every day, so it is inevitable that you will be negligent. Let the ministers and concubines go together to serve the emperor's mother. Filial piety."

"No, now that you are recovering from a serious illness, you need to take care of yourself, and you can't work hard!" The emperor didn't want her to take risks, and the empress was so weak now, how could she bear it.

"Your Majesty, my concubine is now fully recovered. It's okay. When I was sick, I often dreamed that Lord Bixia Yuan was calling for my concubine. I had already made a wish. After recovering from illness, I will go to Mount Tai to fulfill my wish." The queen said. With a hint of pleading.

Seeing that the emperor seemed to be hesitating, Wei Ning'er smiled and said, "Your Majesty, since your majesty was protected by Bixia Yuanjun in her dream, she naturally has to fulfill her wish. The ministers and concubines heard that they were going to pay homage to the Bixia Palace on this east tour, not to mention that your majesty was seriously ill when she first fell ill. Yu, staying in the palace for a long time will hurt the scene, please let the emperor grant your empress a tour east!"

The emperor naturally knew that the Bixia Yuanjun mentioned by the queen was the legendary Goddess of Mount Tai, and this time the east tour was indeed going to the Bixia Palace on Mount Tai. After thinking about it, the emperor nodded slightly and smiled: "Since it is Bixia Yuan Your Majesty protects the Empress and makes her phoenix body heal, I will accompany her to the Bixia Palace to offer incense and pray for her.”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The queen's eyes glistened with tears.

Because of the death of the seventh elder brother and the serious illness of the empress, the emperor did not enter the harem for a month, and only on the first day of February did the eunuch in the respect room bring the green head card.

That night, the emperor went to Wei Ninger's Palace of Yanxi Palace.

"Your majesty, why are you here?" Wei Ning'er looked at the emperor in surprise.

"I didn't let those servants come to deliver the decree." The emperor helped Wei Ning'er up, looked her over carefully, and said softly, "You have lost weight these days, thank you for your hard work, Ning'er!"

Wei Ning'er shook her head lightly, seeing that the queen is getting better now, she is happy even though it is hard.

The emperor hugged her tightly, and the two didn't speak for a long time.

On the fourth day of February in the 13th year of Qianlong, before dawn, Luan Yiwei, who was in charge of the emperor's ceremonial staff, had neatly displayed the riding stew book outside the forbidden gate. The fourth day of February was selected by the Qin Tianjian On an auspicious day, the emperor made a decree to go out today.

The big yellow dragon banners and five-color dragon flags fluttered in the early wind, and the golden melons, silver axes, bows and arrows shone coldly in the hazy night.The deacon's military lieutenants, flag lieutenants, and civilian lieutenants recruited from the common people in the five cities of the capital all solemnly waited for the emperor to go out.

At daybreak, the empress served the empress dowager and got into the car. The car drove from the capital Qiluan, with the Kowloon Huagai as the forerunner, and drove forward in sequence.

The emperor was dressed in clothes and sat in a light-footed vehicle, followed by two phoenix vehicles, carrying the empress dowager and the queen, followed by the wife's car, and all the ministers of civil and military affairs who accompanied them all collected their clothes and rode, in order. At the same time, the princes and officials who stayed in Beijing knelt down in colorful clothes in the cold wind.

Wei Ning'er gently lifted the curtain at the side, and she who was a little drowsy suddenly regained her spirits, and the haze that had accumulated in her heart for many days seemed to be swept away.

"Bingruo, you were born in Anhui, have you ever been to Jinan?" Wei Ning'er smiled.

"No, the slaves entered the palace as soon as they reached their age!" Bing Ruo shook her head lightly.

"So does this palace. I heard that Jinan is beautiful, and Mount Tai in Shandong is even more majestic." Wei Ning'er's eyes were full of longing.

Seeing that the master finally beamed with joy, Bingruo was naturally happy, and replied repeatedly: "Yes, it is said in the book, slaves can follow the master to see new things!"

When Wei Ning'er heard this, the smile on her face deepened. She was very happy to be able to leave the palace, no matter where she went, even if she was just traveling with the emperor, she was always more comfortable outside than in the palace.

The crowd was exhausted all the way. On February 22, they drove to Heyuantun, which was two days away from Qufu. It coincided with the Queen's birthday.

All the concubines and concubines accompanying the emperor and empress were all dressed in splendid attire, and all the servants and princes and officials all took off their conquest clothes and put on resplendent python robes to mend their clothes, creating a festive atmosphere.

As usual, the queen led the princess, wife, Heshuo Fujin, and even Dutong and Shangshu's wife to the empress dowager to salute and say hello. After returning to the queen's walk to receive the congratulations from the princess, Fujin, and wives, her body was already exhausted.