My emperor loves thin waist

Chapter 217

He took Guo Fugui out of the palace gate and was about to go towards Yixiang Palace when he saw a little eunuch trotting over. The little eunuch noticed his figure and was so frightened that he 'thumped' and knelt on the ground.

Guo Fugui frowned and scolded, "It's unseemly, what should I do if I startled the holy car?"

The little eunuch trembled and said tremblingly, "Slave, I'm convicted, I only have to report to the emperor for important matters!"

Zhao Hongyou waved his hands impatiently, "If you have something important to report, tell me!"

The little eunuch kowtowed a few times, then swallowed and said, "Return to the emperor, the imperial concubine of Renkang Palace is dead!"

Zhao Hongyou's breathing was stagnant, his eyelids twitched unconsciously, and then he stared at him closely and asked, "What did you say? Concubine Yu died?"

"Yes, people from Renkang Palace reported it, and now some palace people have also gone to Prince Jing's Mansion to report the news."

Concubine Yu swallowed gold and died. When the maid came in to wait on her, she found her writhing in pain on the bed. Although she tried her best to get someone to call the imperial physician, she could only watch her gradually dying in tears and horror.

When Zhao Hongyou arrived at Renkang Palace, the court ladies and eunuchs knelt all over the ground, crying everywhere. On the contrary, it was Zhao Hongjin, holding Concubine Yu's still warm body with a dull expression, sitting on the bed without saying a word. Yang Tingrou, who was pregnant with Liujia, had already cried to the point of tears.

He stared at the mother and son, who had been in the way of his eyes for 20 years, and his eyes gradually shifted to Concubine Yu, who looked peaceful and sleeping in Zhao Hongjin's arms, and his eyes became more and more complicated.

In his memory, the woman who always dressed up brightly to show off her power in front of her mother would choose such an ending. I have to say that this shocked him very much.

He thought that when she learned the truth, she would at most be depressed from now on, and then he would trap her in the Renkang Palace with the excuse of being sick and recuperating, so that she would no longer be able to make trouble in the palace.Who would have thought that she would choose to kill herself!

"Today is the maidservant's duty. Early in the morning, the concubine tidied up the little clothes she had made during these days, and opened the storeroom to pick up a lot of jewelry, as well as a century-old ginseng, and sent them to Prince Jing's mansion. Afterwards, the empress said that she felt a little tired, and asked the servants and others to leave..." The maid who was the first to find out that Concubine Yu was inappropriate said to Zhao Hongyou, choking.

"After half an hour, the servant came and called out, and saw the empress rolling on the bed in pain, talking, talking..." When she said this, she hesitated.

"What is the concubine talking about?" Zhao Hongyou frowned and glared at her.

The palace maid trembled with fright, and cried, "Your Majesty kept saying, 'I am Yu Shaofu'!"

Zhao Hongyou's heart froze, and a strange sense of heaviness gradually arose.

Zhao Hongjin, who was holding Concubine Yu, also reacted at this time. He slowly lowered his head, staring blankly at the biological mother who had already lost her breath in his arms. After a while, big drops of hot tears fell on Concubine Yu's face. , and soon half of her face was wet.

I'm Yu Shaofu... not Zhuang Fuyan, she used her own death to justify her name.

She is Yu Shaofu, just Yu Shaofu, not anyone's substitute, but the unique Yu Shaofu in the world!

If time could turn back, she would not go to Beijing with her father when she was 15 years old; if time could turn back, when the noble man asked her name, she would answer loudly——'My name is Yu Shaofu, I am young, Fleur of Hibiscus'!
If time can turn back, her greatest hope is that she never met him...

As Emperor Wenzhao's favorite concubine during his lifetime, Concubine Yu's funeral was handled in a very decent manner. After death, even if Zhao Hongyou didn't want to see her again, she would not make her descendants look bad with these funeral affairs.

Logically, Concubine Yu should be buried in the second closest place to Emperor Wen Zhao, but Zhao Hongjin begged Zhao Hongyou before the burial, hoping to keep her biological mother away from the concubine's mausoleum.

Zhao Hongyou looked at him silently for a while, then said slowly, "You should be clear, this is against the rules!"

"What are the rules? In terms of rules, it is in compliance with the rules if Empress Wen Chun does not bury her in the imperial mausoleum?" Zhao Hongjin said coldly.

The sudden death of his biological mother made him unable to keep calm anymore, and the person in front of him was directly related to the death of his biological mother, so he always felt a little resentful.

Zhao Hongyou was startled for a moment, and then said more forcefully, "Are you blaming me? Blaming me for not telling her the truth? But I tell you clearly, based on what happened to her in the palace for so many years, I will never forgive her !Even if she doesn't kill herself today, maybe tomorrow I will kill her with my own hands!"

"The death of Empress Xianmin back then was certainly caused by other people's means, but if Yu Shaofu hadn't instigated it several times, Xia Xinya might not have been so cruel! No matter how far away there was the death of the emperor, the sudden death of the concubine Wen Gui, and the near For example, Liu Guipin died, Yu Zhaoyi was poisoned, one after another, where is she not there?!"

"Even if I don't mention these things, during the lifetime of the empress mother, Yu Shaofu held the favor of the emperor, provoked the empress mother over and over again, sowed discord, told stories, and the wicked first sued. There are countless things like this, even if the empress does not care. But how can I tolerate her!" The more Zhao Hongyou spoke, the more angry he became, and a layer of frost gradually formed on his face.

The relationship between parents is deteriorating day by day, why is there no role of Yu Shaofu, even if the queen mother doesn't care about it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care or hate!

Zhao Hongjin swayed, closed his eyes in pain, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "The only thing I love in my father's life is not my concubine, nor Zhuang Fuyan, but his wife, Empress Wenchun of Daqi! "

Without looking at Zhao Hongyou's reaction, he said again with tears in his eyes, "Father mistook me for you when he was seriously ill, held my hand tightly, and begged me to cremate him after he left. Gu Mie sprinkled into the Ding River and followed his mother. He said that what he regretted the most in his life was that he did not see his heart clearly early, thus missing the only love in his life. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that his mother would leave too quickly. , so that he can never catch up again!"

It's not that he doesn't complain, his mother and concubine have been infatuated all his life, but in the end it was like a joke. The emperor never had her in his heart, and she targeted Empress Wenchun for most of his life, so she was the No. 1 in his heart!
Zhao Hongyou didn't know exactly when Zhao Hongjin left. The huge hall was silent, and he sat there in a daze, his face full of confusion.

Love, what is love?

Xia Xinya said she loved him, so she killed the eldest sister who had been close to her since she was a child; his father said that his mother was the only one he loved, but he gave his favor to Concubine Yu Gui and hurt his mother.

In this world, what is love?

(End of this chapter)