little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 2 Crossing
The sixth day of March in the 14th year of Wanli is destined to be a day that needs to be remembered.

On this day, Concubine Zheng was officially promoted from a noble concubine to the title of Imperial Concubine. On this day, the eldest son of the emperor Zhu Changluo officially announced that he was dying of illness.

Regardless of high or low or rich or poor, everyone's children are the heart and soul of their parents.

Seeing the dying child, Concubine Gong cried until she passed out several times. She had such a child in her life. Because of her humble status, she was not liked by the emperor, and even the child was not liked by others. The emperor only cared about it. Having fun with Concubine Zheng, I don't even bother to look at my son, thinking of this, why not let Concubine Gong feel cold.

The painted paintings of the palace maids from the Yonghe Palace outside cried out, and hurried in, with a pungent smell of medicine on their bodies, "Ma'am, but is your Highness alright?"

Concubine Gong was blinded by crying, she ignored her and just shed tears.

Caihua knows the rules in the palace, if there is something wrong with the little highness, then all the slaves in this palace, including herself, will end up being buried as a martyr!

Thinking of this, I felt sour and hated. The master I follow eats food, drinks spicy food and wears gold and silver. I dare not think about the glory and wealth of this master I follow. I just want to live a peaceful life. Whether his life can be kept or not, he is hanging in the air.

Cai Hua also wanted to cry, but now is not the time to cry.

It was a matter of her own life, and at this moment, she didn't care about overstepping or not, she stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Zhu Changluo's hand, and tried to feel her pulse.

The little prince's small wrist was as skinny as dry wood, his tentacles were cold, and he couldn't feel his pulse even after touching the colored painting a few times, his heart felt half cold.

Suddenly, joy flashed in his eyes, and Caihua let out a long breath. Although his pulse was weak, he was still alive after all, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness is safe and sound... This servant is bold enough to beg Your Highness for a favor. Don't cry any more. Today is a good day for the one in the east, and you didn't go to pay homage, which is already a disrespect. If you If we cry like this again, if it reaches that ear, I'm afraid..."

To be honest, this is a few words that can be counted on the fingers of Caihua in this life, but it is a pity that it is a charming eye for the blind, and Concubine Gong is completely ungrateful.

"Afraid of what?"

She raised her head suddenly, different from her previous weakness and incompetence, at this moment Concubine Gong was gnashing her teeth, and her eyes shone coldly.

One word at a time: "How far has Zheng's slut abused our mother and son! For Luoer's sake, I have been swallowing my anger, and I only hope that there will be a way to survive."

"But Luo'er is about to die now, and I, the mother concubine, can't do anything for him. Do you want me to go to her Chuxiu Palace to see her beauty, and let her abuse me for fun?"

The shrill voice echoed in the empty Yonghe Palace, it was extremely desolate and bluffing.

The frightening words of the colorful painting knelt down straight, if this reached Concubine Zheng Guifei's ears, with her ruthless temperament, it would be bad luck for everyone in this palace to count as one.

"My good lady, please don't shout any more! I often hear people say that I have a knife in my heart, and I don't care about other things in front of me. Even if it is for your little highness, I beg you to take care of yourself. You have to think about your Highness, don't you?"

Concubine Gong's crying stopped abruptly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

For her, this life like a living dead has already been passed, but what should her son do?But there is nothing to be afraid of now, because...the son is dying, so what else can I worry about?
He took his son's cold little hand and put it on his face: "Luoer, don't be afraid of anything, you are fine, mother and concubine will accompany you through the day. Mother and concubine will stand in front of you with thousands of knives! You are dead, mother concubine The imperial concubine will also accompany you to go down to Jiuquan and pass through the underworld... In short, I won't let you be alone without company."

Concubine Gong laughed and cried at the same time, muttering to herself as if she was stupid, while the colorful paintings beside her were terrified.

"It's so noisy..."

After waking up, Zhu Changluo felt dizzy and confused, and there seemed to be 1 frogs opening their mouths in his ears and shouting in unison: "Crack! Crack!"

He was so annoyed that he tightly covered his ears with his hands, seeking a moment of peace.

"Your Majesty, don't cry, your Highness is awake!"

Cai Hua, who had been paying close attention to Zhu Changluo's life and death, suddenly yelled.

"Here is there? Why am I here?"

Gradually waking up, Zhu Changluo shook his heavy head. The first thing that came into view was the roof of the main hall... Well, the colorful decorations are pretty, but it's a bit old.

After a closer look, not only the old parts have turned yellow and even cracked and peeled off, it can't be said to be old, it looks old, but the patterns are extremely complicated and beautiful, and there is a strange sense of familiarity.

At the moment, his mind was in a mess, and Zhu Changluo couldn't remember when he had seen something similar, so he tried to tilt his head, not only his head was heavy and anxious, but even his body seemed to be weighed down by a thousand weights. I tried to move a few times, but nothing but pain, so I had to give up.

Out of the corner of my eye, the windows, curtains, and even the tables and furniture, like the roof, are all decorated with complicated patterns, and the overall furnishings are simple and rough. After looking at the surrounding environment, Zhu Changluo's attention is drawn to herself, this woman Attracted.

"Who is this woman who hugged herself and cried bitterly?"

The woman in front of her doesn't look very old, her appearance is very beautiful, it can be seen that she was a beauty when she was young, but the corners of her eyes and brows are full of sorrow, it seems that her life is not comfortable.

In fact, he was wrong. Concubine Gong’s family is only in her twenties now. In terms of her age, she is a few years younger than Concubine Zheng. It is the best time in a woman’s life. Unfortunately, life is too difficult and tortured. Much older than Concubine Zheng.

"Hey, do you want to hug her so tightly, I'm almost out of breath."

Zhu Changluo struggled desperately with all his strength, but with his small body and strength, Concubine Gong, who was in a state of frenzy, basically didn't notice it.

Finally, the sky is full of people, seeing the pale face of the little highness, Caihua hurriedly pulls away the ecstatic concubine Gong.

"Your Majesty, let go quickly, your highness just woke up and your body is still weak."

One sentence awakened Concubine Gong, and she hurriedly let go, which made Zhu Changluo, who was about to roll his eyes, let out a long breath. Fortunately, he did not die just after he came back to life. At the same time, the intermittent memory in his mind seemed to open the gate came out like a tide.

Zhu Ming is a student under the red flag, grew up in the new society, ate KFC, and beat little monsters, but all of these things in front of him are telling him with iron facts: You... wear it!
After realizing the seriousness of this problem, the blood-headed student Zhu looked at the world he was in again with desperate eyes. The result was the same, except that he was unfamiliar, and the student Zhu Ming who almost wished to die again opened his mouth a few times. Zhang uttered a word weakly.

"That... who can tell me, where is this place, and who are you?"

"??..." Concubine Gong.

"!!..." Cai Hua.

The tears that had just subsided in Concubine Gong's eyes rushed up again, and they were choked up, "Luoer, are you uncomfortable there, why don't you even recognize Concubine Mother?"

Suppressing his uneasy mood, Cai Hua cautiously said from the side: "Your Highness, do you still recognize your servants?"

The self-indulgence of color painting has no effect, the answer is naturally the same, and the same shakes his head three times.

Concubine Gong and Cai Hua's master and servant looked at each other for a full three seconds, and Concubine Gong burst into tears.

"I often hear people say that if this person burns for a long time, he will become a fool. Could it be that your highness... ah!"

There was a crisp sound, but it was already slapped on the face!
Although Concubine Gong is the lord of the first palace, she is extremely lenient, and in fact, she can't be lenient, because no one listens to her.

But this is really the first time in my life to beat someone with my hands, and it is also the painting that deserves it. I ran in front of the child's mother and said that the child is stupid, let alone a maid, even if Zheng Guifei is here, the concubine Gong who is eager to protect her son dares to do this at this time one time.

"Mother concubine... the imperial palace?"

Everything that happened in front of him made the reincarnated Zhu Ming feel that pots of blood were being poured down his head.

In a daze, I seem to have a little understanding of my current situation. I dare to feel that God is taking care of me, and I didn’t let me wear it to be a beggar or something. It seems that my starting point is quite high... …

Before he could be happy for a long time, Classmate Zhu became a little unhappy. Based on the knowledge he had gained from the TV series he watched a lot in his previous life, he immediately concluded that his own prospects were not optimistic... How could this dilapidated palace have such a gloomy atmosphere? What's going on?
Before he had time to figure it out, his stomach made a rumbling sound, and the feeling of hunger reminded him that all this was not a dream, and dreaming would not make you hungry.

Classmate Zhu sighed deeply helplessly, and closed his eyes tiredly, "I'm hungry."

"Oh, I'm so happy and confused, Luo Er, take a good rest, and my concubine will cook porridge for you." After finishing speaking, she hurriedly dragged the colored painting out.

The hall, which was noisy just now, suddenly became silent. In the silence, Zhu Ming closed his eyes, thinking of his parents and friends, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The past is the past, the past is the past, and all I can do in front of my eyes is to live.

A sound of footsteps interrupted Zhu Changluo who was in sad meditation.

Looking up, I saw that it was Caihua who had been beaten just now, coming in with a plate.

It should be said that Caihua girl is in an extremely bad mood at this time, but there is no other way, she can only come in with porridge to serve her with an unhappy face.

It is said that the eyes of this person are the windows of the heart, the eyes are upright, and the mind is straight, and the eyes are slanted, and the heart is deviated.

As soon as the eyes of the two met, Cai Hua suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

How dare the former Zhu Changluo look at people?Normally, he either hides behind Concubine Gong and watches people secretly, or he doesn't have the slightest upright bearing of the eldest son of the royal family, and some of them are a bit wretched and pitiful.

After being stunned for a moment, Caihua felt that she finally understood what was different there, yes...it was the eyes!

The eyes that are facing me now are so clear that they seem to be able to reflect people's shadows.

But it was also the clear, innocent, innocent eyes that made Caihua's heart tremble, as if all the twists and turns in his heart had been seen through.

How can a five-year-old see through the heart?How can Cai Hua believe this!
But the strange thing is that she felt a little guilty for some reason, and quickly turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him.

Suddenly, I feel that today is really not a good day, and everything that happened is a little weird in the normal.

Caihua's intuition is not wrong, she just doesn't know that the five-year-old child in front of her is no longer the little master Zhu Changluo she was familiar with, no longer the 39-year-old unlucky guy who just made a living The emperor who was a month old was devised by someone to take poison and die...

The Zhu Changluo in front of me is that Zhu Changluo, not that Zhu Changluo...

An accidental act by God created the great world in the future, and since then the rivers and seas have been turned upside down, and the situation has risen again.

(End of this chapter)