The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 533 Avoiding Misfortune ([-])

Wan Lai's delicately made-up face was a little tense, her eyebrows were furrowed like a crescent moon, her breathing quickened slightly and she asked, "How did this person die?"

Shen Ye sighed helplessly: "The imperial physician reported that he died of heart palpitations and died suddenly. There is no reason for such a hidden illness, so it just goes away."

The long street in winter was already very windy, and before I could say a few words, the wind suddenly picked up again. The guard carrying the stretcher couldn't help pressing the white cloth covering the corpse, and hurriedly urged: "Master Shen, let's go quickly. If Waiting for the downwind to blow away the mourning cloth and reveal a human appearance, but this is a big taboo in the palace."

After returning to the palace, there were dark clouds covering the sky, and the clear sky suddenly turned cold.

Shuangruo lit a candle, Yunchan added new charcoal to the stove, Wanyu took a futon quilt and put it on her body, with an embroidery of 'Moon Shadow on the West Mountain' on her hand.

Candlelight projected from the lampshade, scattered light spots on Wanyu's fingertips, the embroidery needles were so thin that they almost pierced into someone's nails if they were not careful.

With a stab, Wanyu let out a soft 'hiss' with a sharp voice, Shuang Ruo hurriedly called the palace servants to get the medicine box, and Yun Chan also rushed to the back hall to look for Bai Changqing.

"Stop it all, I'm dizzy from too many people." Wan Yu put her index finger between her lips and sucked it, and when the bleeding stopped, she picked up the embroidery needle and continued to embroider.

"Your Majesty has been bored since you returned to the palace, but do you feel that what you saw today is unlucky?" Shuang Ruo held a candle lamp in front of Wanyu, illuminating the embroidered cloth for her: "I am afraid that you can see it too. Yes, the guard."

Without raising her head, Wan Yu asked calmly, "Tell me, how did Concubine Yi get the child in her womb?"

Shuang Ruo was startled: "Your Majesty, we can't say that."

Yun Chan said: "Where is the only one in the palace who has this idea? It's just that the servants are thinking that if she really did something wrong, she would definitely not dare to give birth to the child in her womb. With all these gossips, the emperor In the future, I will test it with a drop of blood, how can paper cover the fire?"

Wan Lai smiled contemptuously: "If her child can't be kept, she will die well."

"Your Majesty is saying." Shuang Ruo and Yun Chan looked at each other, frowned and shook her head lightly: "She is on good terms with the imperial concubine, if she doesn't get along well, she will use the fetus in her womb to frame Your Majesty."

Wanyu embroidered a few more stitches, felt bored, so ordered Yunchan to take it away and put it away, and raised her face with a slight smile: "It's cold in winter, I'm going to pay my respects to the imperial concubine's palace these two days, the charcoal fire in her palace is the best. , Chengqian Palace is as hot and stuffy as midsummer. People will always get sick when it's cold and hot."

There was a glimmer of light in Shuangruo's eyes, and she immediately understood Wanyu's meaning: "The empress is sick, and she is taking care of her in Changchun Palace every day. The servant girl will return to the queen mother of the two palaces tomorrow, and she will say that on the day the holy car returns to Luan, the empress is afraid I can't welcome the emperor into the palace."

Wan Lai nodded and smiled, Xin walked into the bedroom, and fell asleep under the quilt.

The news of her illness spread throughout the six palaces, and all the concubines came to Changchun Palace to see her, but she locked the palace door tightly, avoiding even Lin Lan who had always been close to her, and was determined to make this sickness a reality. Enough to go.

On December [-]th, when Shengjia returned to Luan, the emperor heard that Wanyu was ill, and hurried into Changchun Palace after finishing state affairs.

When she came, she saw that Wanyu's face was as dry as wax, and she was very distressed: "I also said that I want to be at ease, but I have been away from the palace for two months, why is my body like this?"

Wan Lai forced a smile, stood up and leaned against the emperor's arms: "Ever since the birth of Yin, her body has always been weak, and she went to Chengqian Palace every day to pay her respects to the imperial concubine, the emperor knows the warmth of her palace. , it's hot and cold inside and outside the palace, and the body will naturally be overwhelmed."

The emperor touched her forehead, and compared his body temperature: "Fortunately, she didn't have a fever, what did the imperial doctor say after seeing it?"

Shuangruo freshly brewed Longjing tea and gave it to the emperor, and replied: "The imperial doctor said that my mother had entered the body due to wind and evil, and asked my mother to go out as little as possible before the Spring Festival."

The emperor nodded, and said with concern: "Then I will take good care of your mother and raise her in the palace, and don't go anywhere on weekdays if you have nothing to do."

"Your Majesty, it is the duty of a concubine to greet the imperial concubine, my concubine."

"What kind of duty do you want when you're gone?" The emperor's expression was not hesitant, obviously annoyed: "I asked Concubine De, the imperial concubine herself was afraid of the cold and burned enough charcoal, but she often called the concubines of the six palaces into her palace. Gossiping for several hours, this cold-hot person's brain hurts, how can he still be healthy? I will order it tomorrow, and all the concubines should avoid going to Chengqian Palace if they have nothing important to do in winter."

Wanyu sneered secretly in her heart, but her face was filled with sadness: "It's my fault for the concubine, I want the emperor to worry about it. I haven't congratulated the emperor yet, Concubine Yi is pregnant, can the emperor visit her?"

The emperor said disapprovingly: "It's not the first time she gave birth, how can she be so delicate? I remember that you are sick, and you haven't even been to the empress dowager's place."

Wannai was startled, and hurriedly pushed the emperor: "The emperor is embarrassing the concubine more and more. The queen mothers of the two palaces are much more important than the concubine. In addition, Concubine Yi is pregnant, the emperor must take care of her mind, right?"

The emperor held her by the hand that was on his chest, and said with a smile, "So you drive me away? Don't you regret it?"

Wan Yu pretended to be shy and turned her face away: "What are you regretting, the emperor can just leave."

The emperor scratched the tip of her nose, and said with a hearty smile: "You will still fight with me, and I don't think she is too sick. Let's take care of her well. I will go to visit the Queen Mother and see Concubine Yi. I will come to see you at dinner. you."

After sending the emperor out of the palace with a smile, Wan Lai's expression suddenly turned cold.

Shuang Ruo saw it in her eyes and tried to persuade her: "Your Majesty, the Emperor treats you very well."

Wan Yu shook her head coldly, and did not reply to her words, she just said: "My face is sore from laughing for a long time, go get a basin of hot water, and serve Bengong to wash up."

In the days that followed, according to the emperor's order, the concubines rushed to the Rongyue Palace for a day in the winter.

And Wanyu's illness has not improved, Rong Yue deliberately tried it out, and brought Quezhen one day to choose the best nourishing food to visit in the palace.

When Rong Yue came, she was lingering on the couch. Seeing that Rong Yue was considered respectful after all, she struggled to prop up half of her body and nodded slightly to express her blessing: "The imperial concubine is Jin'an, and the concubine is sick. I am afraid that it is inconvenient to stay with the empress. Gossip."

Rong Yuexiao's hypocrisy stepped forward to hold her hand, pretending to be concerned and said: "If you are sick, take good care of it, don't let the root cause of the disease fall. It won't be good in three or five years, so staying here in Changchun Palace will not be successful. Half a useless person?" She said with a light smile, shaking her head and blaming herself: "I am joking with my younger sister, and my younger sister should not be offended."

"How could it be?" Wan Yu also laughed: "No matter how weak the body of the concubine is, she can't compare to the imperial concubine or empress."

At the end of the sentence, imitating Rong Yue's movements, she sighed again and again, shook her head and said: "My sister is not afraid of the cold, and there is less charcoal burning in the palace. Thinking about my sister's body, I am afraid that it will be too much for me? Yunchan, move ten or eight charcoals quickly." The basin is placed by the side of the imperial concubine, so it is easy to serve her."

When Rong Yue heard the words, she was secretly angry, and Dao Sheng left without flicking her sleeves.

(End of this chapter)