Biography of Concubine De of Emperor Kangxi

Outside the window of the dormitory, Jue Chan stood holding Xianghe's hand. She heard that Concubine Wen was injured and wanted to come and visit, but when she walked under the window, she heard such words. Words are so heavy, she can never talk about love in this life, but she still regards love as the most beautiful existence in the world, although she hopes that Concubine Wen can have love, but she is as smart as her, so how can she not know how easy it is to love in the deep palace .

"Master, let's..."

"Go back, the empress definitely doesn't want to see anyone now, we didn't hear anything just now."

Jue Chan took Xianghe back and turned back. Now she is out of confinement. Although the body that gained weight during pregnancy is slowly reducing, it is no longer thin and slender as before. The figure, coupled with her beautiful face, is really glamorous enough to stand out from the others in this palace, but she doesn't care about it, and is willing to spend the rest of her life in the side hall of Xianfu Palace, which is nothing to the eighth elder brother Feelings, he even felt that he was Concubine Wen's child, as if he wanted to pay homage to her lost love with cold blood and ruthlessness.

Back in the side hall, Jue Chan sat back on the kang to embroider her purse. Needlework is the only thing she can use to pass the time. As for reading and writing, she was with Rong Ruo at that time, without Rong Ruo, holding a pen There is no point in holding a book.

Xianghe came in and out, and soon came in with a handful of pear blossoms, and said with a smile: "Sent by Chengqian Palace, should the master keep it in the house?"

"Take that plain white amphora, and give me a pair of big scissors." Jue Chan became interested, and when Xianghe was ready, he carefully handled the flower branches. He admired, "Master can also arrange flowers, you are so beautiful."

"I don't know much about it. I think it's the same with embroidery and tailoring. Everyone's gestures are different." Jue Chan sat aside and quietly admired the flowers, and his memory slowly drifted back to the past.

Surprised at dawn, guarding spring sleep, extraordinarily delicate and lazy, only self-pitying.Send a message to make flowers, the wind is good, the green window comes and the strings.In the days when the pear blossoms were like snow, she would definitely be with Rong Ruo. Before the flowers, Liu Xia wrote poems, and now she reminisced about them, for fear that time would pass and she would forget the beauty of the past.

"I heard that all the palaces got pear blossoms. Do you think there will be one in Yikun Palace? Is Yipin's wife so sick that she still has the heart to enjoy the flowers?" Xianghe gloated a little, and said bitterly, "So, God has eyes, things in this world are not not reported before the time comes."

These few words of Xianghe were naturally blamed by Jue Chan for not talking too much, but her words may not be unreasonable. The formerly beautiful Yikun Palace is now in such a state. When Empress Niu Hulu was still Concubine Zhao, she was also lingering on the sick bed It seems that every woman who lives here has to go through ups and downs. Now that the spring is warm and flowers are blooming, the Yipin is like a flower, but she is silent on the sick bed and stays at home.

At this moment, the pear blossoms rewarded by Chengqian Palace were also sent to Yikun Palace, and Taohong took it and thanked the master, but the master didn't like it, so she just let the maids put it elsewhere, and when she came back, Concubine Yi drank the medicine. Resting his mind, when he saw her come back, he asked: "What are the people from Chengqian Palace doing here?"

Tao Hong replied: "Chengqian Palace has rewarded you with pear blossoms, please enjoy them. I heard that Concubine Wen went there to cut flowers and injured herself. Empress Guifei came here to enjoy the flowers, and said very bluntly, please don't miss her place. The pear blossoms, I don’t have to hurt a few more people.”

"Concubine Tong Gui is very cheerful." Yi Pin was sleepy, but after saying a few words, her throat felt itchy, she coughed violently for a while before recovering, she leaned softly on the big pillow, and said with tears in her eyes, " Is this disease going to get better? I take so many medicines every day, but there is no improvement."

"Master, please be at ease. The imperial doctor said that after typhoid fever, you will definitely cough and wheeze. You will have to take care of it for a month or two. You have to be patient. Aren't these days much better than the previous few days?" Tao Hong twisted the veil and wiped it for her, comforting her. He said, "It happens that catkins are flying outside, so we don't need to go out."

Yipin sighed, rubbed her forehead and said, "Fortunately, Lord Long Live is still thinking about it, otherwise my heart would be cold."

Speaking of it, Tao Hong was very worried before, worried that the emperor would ignore everything that happened in Yikun Palace after returning to the palace, if he didn't care about Guo Guiren's disappearance, it would be fine, but if Ke Yi concubine was seriously ill and ignored it, her master would definitely It was heartbreaking, but fortunately the emperor sent someone to inquire about his condition the next day after he came back, and he also sent a lot of things brought back from outside. Because of this, the master's illness quickly improved, and it really came from the heart.

"In the days of spring, people should come to my place to get together, but now it has become an unlucky place." Yipin sighed, opened her eyes and looked around the room, "What kind of flowers do we have here? What a fool to give it away? They should forget my sister, but don't let them forget me too. "

Tao Hong persuaded her: "Guo Guiren is seven or seven years old, and he is always from our Yikun Palace, or your own sister. The slaves think that others may not appreciate the things you give out with good intentions. You should take care of your health first, and wait for your health to recover." Now, Guo Guiren’s seven days have passed, how good would it be for you to visit the various palaces and courtyards in person?”

"That's right, it's too late for her to hide from us now." Thinking of her younger sister's death, Yipin felt uncomfortable, and it wasn't because she was sad for the deceased, but because she didn't know how she, a living person, would live in the future. She really wanted to forget her when she came back, but they sent someone to ask her about her health. It is also possible that the emperor could not come to the door in person because she was sick. At least she finally met something that made her feel at ease. She was looking forward to revitalizing the Yikun Palace scenery.

At this time, a maid from the small kitchen came, Tao Hong went to the door and listened to a few words, then she came back and asked Concubine Yi: "The dry goods sent by Concubine Rong in the morning have boiled, do you want to make soup or porridge?"

Concubine Yi had no appetite and said lazily: "Let's make soup, just drink it as medicine, I really don't want to eat."

Tao Hong went to ask again, and when she came back, she said: "These days, Concubine Rong is still thinking about it, sending some things from time to time, our Yikun Palace is not short of this kind of food and drink, but it is her heart."

Yipin sneered: "It's intentional or scheming, who knows, just remember these for me, I will return the favor in the future."

As soon as the words fell, the little eunuch in front of the door came in again, and Taohong went to help. When she came back, she took a food box, opened a can of soup inside, and said with a smile: "The imperial meal from the Qing Palace was rewarded, and the little eunuch who sent it was passed on to Long Live Lord." In other words, remember that you sent soup every day in the summer of last year, and I want you to take good care of your body, this summer, the emperor is still waiting for the soup you sent."

Yi concubine's eyes were red, as if she was emotionally moved, seeing the peach red soup delivered to her face, and then swallowing it, she couldn't help the tears in her eyes, and sobbed: "The soup that was sent in the old year was also my sister's. My idea, the emperor said this now, and I panicked in my heart."

Tao Hong has nothing to say, now it's not good for her superiors to care, and it's not good for her not to care, the only way is to wait for the master to recover from illness and let her figure out what should be fought and what should be robbed.

And in the next few days, Qianqing Palace still rewarded Yikun Palace with soup every day. The emperor's favor for Concubine Yi was obvious to all.But in the beautiful spring of March, the palace was full of illnesses and injuries, and the emperor had just returned from the mausoleum of the two empresses. Except for Chengqian Palace, they were not too close to women. spring.

In the blink of an eye, the injury on Lan Qi's knee has long since healed, and she continues to serve in the Compassionate Ning Palace every day. The Empress Dowager is very dependent on her, although the moral discipline is very strict, just like she once taught the young Xuan Ye loves Lan Qi the most in his heart, and he doesn't have too many rules in his daily speech, as if he is as close as a grandparent.

Aunt Su Mala also has to be free and does not have to be in front of her all the time, and many things are also left to Lan Qi to take care of. Now, Debi is like the leader of the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and everyone is whispering behind her back. Fortunately, she has not yet got involved in the affairs of the Six Palaces Otherwise, no one in this palace can restrain her.

It was the first ten days of the month, and the guests from Horqin who came from afar finally came to Beijing. The emperor was happy for Grandma Bo, and held a big banquet to entertain those princes and nobles. Although the empress dowager didn't quite recognize them, she was blood relatives. At her age, she would never go back to the grassland again. She was very happy to smell the grassland breath on the children.

It has been so lively and lively for several days, and the old man does not feel mentally tired. There are more Mongolian women in the palace, and they shuttle between the palaces and pavilions in different attires, which is very beautiful.However, when the concubines got together, they focused on the princesses from the grassland. Ever since they heard that the emperor ordered them to come, the women began to wonder whether the emperor should invite several Mongolian princesses into the palace again.

Concubine Hui passed away early back then, and there were no more Mongolian concubines in the palace, and the most numerous concubines in the late emperor's palace were Mongolian concubines. At the beginning of the year, there should be newcomers coming in.

Looking at the young princesses who accompanied this trip, most of them were fourteen or fifteen years old. Although they were young, they were old enough to enter the palace. From the time they came into the eyes of the women, they became the talk of the concubines after dinner, saying that they look good, Talking about the wild nature, talking about half a month's time, at the end of April, the emperor only married one of the girls to be Prince An's daughter-in-law. Stop these rumors.

That day Xuanye was resting in the Yonghe Palace. When the night was quiet, Huanchun came in to change candles. Seeing the emperor and his master standing at the table writing together, whispering to each other, she smiled happily and hurried out, but just walked out the door. Hearing the master calling for someone inside, he came in and asked what was the matter, saying that the emperor was hungry and wanted to have supper.

Huan Chun hurried to Zhang Luo, and the two of them put down their pens. Lan Qi brought water to let Xuan Ye wash his hands, but was sprinkled on his face narrowly. At home, the mistress who met a tigress must have put a basin of water on the husband's head."

"Nonsense, do you dare to say this in front of the emperor's grandmother?" Xuan Ye scolded her, but he was in a good mood. He lifted up the words written by the two of them, and said, "You can teach me, your words are getting better and better. I thought that now you are serving the imperial grandmother and taking care of Yinzuo, and you have left all these in vain."

"The emperor taught me, do my concubines dare to waste it? I don't want to be scolded." Lan Qi smiled and washed her hands, and came over to read the words together, but the emperor said, "I'm sorry for those cousins ​​of mine, You can’t speak Manchu and Chinese well, why don’t they teach them anymore?”

Lan Qi didn't understand it for a while, she turned her head, and asked with her lips curled up, "Could it be that the emperor wants to accept someone into the palace?"