The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 389 The Secret of Violent Illness (1)
Little Xiangzi went out early in the morning to inquire about the news, but there was still no movement in the imperial study room. Qingchen's heart became more and more heavy, and finally he said to Yunlan in a dismal tone: "Help me change into lighter clothes. I have never liked the bright red and purple in this palace, and I have never been suitable for such a lively and prosperous color, so it is good, the concubine who has been convicted will not be buried in the imperial tomb, and I should be free in the next life."

Jin Xin couldn't help crying loudly, she was just sad, but she didn't know what to say to comfort her, "Ma'am, maybe the emperor won't be so heartless, Madam, wait a little longer?"

"Don't make things difficult for him." Qingchen sat in front of the dressing table and began to comb her long, smooth hair. Hetian Yu's crested hair comb with beads felt slightly cool from her fingertips. She always liked to hold this comb in her hand. With a warm feeling, combing carefully, without any mess, he forced a little smile and said: "Maybe this is the best, the emperor doesn't have to be embarrassed, as long as he announces to the public that Tonghua Palace Concubine Rong died of a sudden illness, then he will be happy in his heart." Will it feel better? After all, I am not Xie Wanyi, and if I made a big mistake, he will not tolerate me without the bottom line."

Yun Lan heard her despair, and hurriedly persuaded her with heartache: "Mother, you must not give up on yourself like this. The emperor has no order, but it doesn't mean that the mother-in-law should commit suicide. Maybe the little father-in-law who delivered the order is already on the way. You must know that when a person is defeated, it is not because of her situation, but because her heart is broken, and this servant never felt that the empress is such a weak person."

Qingchen took out a hairpin of silk juniper flowers from the dowry, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He might not have the chance to wear this set of jewelry. Even if she died, Xiao Jun would never allow her to wear his once full of affectionate jewelry. Hit the road, she's not eligible.

She put the hairpin into her bosom very preciously, this small action hurt Yun Lan's heart, and made her shed tears no longer.

"Yun Lan, don't try to persuade me. I know very well that framing the concubine, deceiving the emperor, and falsely preaching the imperial decree are all unforgivable crimes. The emperor has no reason to keep me. Save face for me, I should be content."

Jin Xin knelt beside her and wept unwillingly: "Your Majesty, this is unfair. It is obvious that others framed us first, so why should we be bullied and unable to resist? Isn't the Emperor always the one who loves His Majesty the most? Don't you understand your mother's difficulties?"

"What are you talking about at this time? Get up and wipe your face and help me comb my hair."

Yun Lan took the comb, combed her a simple and refreshing lily bun, and said with tears: "The empress is a beauty, even if she doesn't wear any jewelry, she is still elegant and pleasant."

Qingchen looked at the pair of absent-minded eyes in the mirror, although she was so discouraged, she still had a beautiful face at this age. The most indispensable thing in this palace is beautiful women, with all kinds of flowers, she is the most beautiful woman. The one who stands out, the emperor will soon forget her existence, and she will forget him in the next life, right?
Forget it all, wouldn’t it be pure?She lightly ordered: "You all go down, I want to be alone for a while."

"Mother..." Yun Lan knelt down with tears in her eyes, but was choked up and unable to speak. The meaning in these words made everyone feel like a knife was piercing her heart. On the way to Huangquan, she didn't want anyone to accompany her...

Jinxiu had been waiting anxiously at the gate of the palace, the more she waited, the more panicked she became, the despair spread little by little, it would be better to stab someone.Even if she is like this, one can imagine the mood of the people waiting in the room?

　There will be 12 shifts today, 45 shifts in the morning, 15 shifts from noon to [-] in the afternoon, starting at [-]:[-] at noon, every [-] minutes.If the tickets are strong, there will be more changes tomorrow, asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)