The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 483

The morning light was faint, and the sky was gray, as if it had been wrapped in a densely woven net, which filled the entire sky, and then scattered from the sky, covering the mourning Forbidden City.

Wan Yu walked alone on the cool and lonely long street, exhausted and sad all over, not knowing where to go.

She tried her best to move forward, her eyes suddenly blurred, thinking how great it would be if she could get out of this square cage all the way forward?

But at the end, the only thing she could face was the towering red walls and green tiles blocking her steps.

In the distance, the death knell sounded dull and lengthy throughout the palace, accompanied by the hazy color of approaching white, making everything in front of us seem somewhat unreal.

Wan Lai's chest heaved vigorously, taking a deep breath of the cool air unique to the early autumn morning.

It is mixed with a little floral fragrance, but it makes her restless for a moment.

Finally, she couldn't restrain her emotions any longer, and leaned against the wall on the long street, covering her face and weeping.

It was not only the fifth princess who cried, but also herself.

In this palace, she was really exhausted.

Suddenly his shoulders sank, and he looked at it with dim tears, seeing that Shen Ye put his hands on his thin shoulders, or felt rude, and then withdrew them for a moment: "Young concubine, it's cold and cold in the early autumn morning, after a tiring day, morning Go back to the palace and rest."

After crying for a long time, when I opened my eyes again, even the faint light felt burning.

Wanyu opened her eyes slightly, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, frowned and said, "Am I not even qualified to cry secretly?"

These words were like a blunt knife stuck in Shen Ye's chest, somehow, he felt sorry for the person in front of him for a moment.

Although she is an unattainable noble concubine, in his heart, Wannai is still the weak woman who lived together in the mansion in central Beijing and called her elder brother.

To what extent has this red-wall forbidden courtyard forced people to be so cautious even when they cried bitterly?
Shen Ye turned her back and said in a soft voice, "Your Majesty is suffering, so let me cry to my heart's content."

The wind blew, and the hair on the forehead was blown, sticking to the greasy cheeks, whether it was tears or sweat.

She really wanted to cry again, but she tried hard for a long time, only Yu sneered.

Shen Ye turned his head slowly, he really wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears for Wan Yu, but rationally controlled his restless heart.

"Your Majesty, hurry up and go back to the palace. The fifth princess has passed away, and the funeral ceremony still needs to be arranged by your Majesty." After saying this, Shen Ye turned around to leave, but Wan Yu who was behind her said coldly, "Why do you always have something to do?" , you will always appear in front of this palace?"

Shen Ye stopped in her tracks, looked back at Wanyu, her eyes trembled slightly, and a warm smile rose from the corner of her lips: "It's just a coincidence."

"I have never believed that there are so many coincidences in this world. The so-called coincidences are probably due to other people's intentions." Wan Yu's eyes met Shen Ye's four eyes coldly: "Do you still remember that the Japanese palace was trapped in the Yanxi Palace in the past, Concubine An Li's assassination attempt to take my life at night, when my lord rescued me, what was the first sentence I said?"

Shen Ye shook his head: "I don't remember what happened more than ten years ago."

"I remember." Wanyu stared at her with a little chill in her eyes: "I asked you, but it was Lingyou. You answered, 'My minister Shen Ye'. From that moment on, you are Shen Ye, It's not Lingyou anymore. The Lingyou whom the Japanese Palace knew in the past has died, and now you and this Palace are just the most ordinary master-servant relationship."

She paused, and deliberately said cruelly: "You are not even a master and servant. You are the imperial bodyguard in front of the emperor, and I am the emperor's favorite concubine. There is nothing between you and me."

The sun was just rising, and the first ray of yellowish sunlight shone on Shen Ye's handsome face. His eyes were a little lost, but the corners of his lips just smiled: "What the imperial concubine and empress said is true. The humble minister and the empress have never Never been involved. Just."

"Nothing but." Wanyan's tone was unusually blunt, trying to create a gap between her and Shen Ye's fingertips: "Nothing. Bengong is very grateful that you saved Bengong and elder sister's life. Master Shen spent It took nearly twenty years of hard work to climb up to the current official position in the palace. You have a bright future. If you have a wrong mind about other things, it will be a pity. I hope that in the future, my lord can spend all his thoughts on On the emperor, as for this palace, if your lord sees it, just take a detour."

Shen Ye's eyes gradually dimmed, his smile was still there, but his warmth was gone: "This minister only wishes for your mother's well-being, and never asks for anything else."

"If the emperor is well, then the palace will be well."

After saying that, Wan Yu turned around resolutely, without looking at Shen Ye again, she hastened her pace and left.

Every step she took after turning around felt like a thorn in her step, a pain that went straight to her heart.

She didn't understand why this feeling came from, she was afraid it was because of Shen Ye
In this palace, any friendship that does not belong to the emperor will kill him and that loving person.

She wanted Shen Ye to live.

She had never had such a strong idea, wanting any man other than Ama, younger brother, and the emperor to live safely.

Even she herself doesn't know, what is this?
In fact, there is no need to know.

In her whole life, she was destined to be a royal pot narcissus for people to watch and play in the Forbidden City, but it was just a noble and decent plaything.

Where can playthings have their own thoughts and emotions?

After returning to the palace that day, after a quick wash, she asked Yun Chan and Shuang Ruo to put on her makeup.

The fifth princess's funeral needs to be properly arranged, if he falls asleep now, then this matter will naturally fall on Rong Yue.

If this is the case, if the fifth princess has knowledge under the spring, she will not be at peace.

After a night of sleepless nights, he entered the Chengqian Palace with great energy. The expressions of the concubines were gloomy, and the atmosphere was really depressing.

Rong Yue was talking about what happened last night, before she could say a few words, she became dizzy for a while, and she slumped on the chair with her hands on her forehead.

Wan Yu was thinking about how she would come here because of Lin Lan's child, but this doubt was answered for her after a moment when the imperial physician entered the palace.

After taking Rong Yue's pulse, Zhang Kui, the imperial physician Zhang Kui who had always been by Rong Yue's side, was surprised for a moment, and knelt down overjoyed and said: "Congratulations to the imperial concubine!"

Hearing these words, Rou Jia frowned and reprimanded: "Stupid things, the five princesses are newly mourned, and the imperial concubine and empress are injured, what's the matter?"

Zhang Kui hurriedly said: "The pulse of the imperial concubine is strong, and she is already nearly two months pregnant!"

When the words fell, the four people were frightened.

Even Rong Yue herself was frightened when she heard this.Although she knew that taking the medicine would give her a complexion, but after all her body has been debilitated for many years, she didn't have much expectation in her heart.

But she didn't think that she could really have such a beautiful time.

So he urgently summoned the court judge Fu Zhuo and imperial doctor Liu to go to the palace together for pulse diagnosis.

The three of them were in the same clinic, and they all expressed their happy pulse, and her joyful eyes narrowed into a slit.

All the concubines knelt down to congratulate Rong Yue Xinxi, but Wei Wannai was full of suspicion and thought secretly.

With her body, how could she still conceive?
Thinking of this, he looked down at his flat stomach again, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

(End of this chapter)