The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 539 Absolute Sunflower ([-])

Originally, Rong Yue only thought that Jue Kui was no longer fertile, but that her body was already half useless, so if she lost hope from now on, then she lost it, it was better than looking forward to something fruitless day in and day out.

About a month after this happened, in October, Rong Yue's cold aversion reached its peak, and she wished she could not even get out of the couch in winter, and her appearance was rapidly aging.

Her tight skin gradually slackened into a pool of soft, boneless flesh without any elasticity, and the lines on her neck gradually appeared.Like a withered tree in winter.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and saw that the white hair was gradually becoming unbearable, and the sadness in her heart became even worse.

Quezhen carefully hid her white hair under the blue silk, but it was in vain to work for a long time.

Such a fine silvery white, no matter how you cover it, you can still see the clues.

So later the emperor accidentally called her to sleep with her, and she had no choice but to excuse herself because she was unwell.

The daily greetings to the six palaces are the most difficult thing for Rong Yue to face now. She always has to get up an hour earlier than before, apply egg white to the neck to smooth out the wrinkles, and then pour four or five layers of gouache to see Nothing to worry about.

The heavy makeup is one aspect, but the silvery white hair on the forehead is even more difficult to conceal.

It was Ruge who came up with the idea, asking her to grind black sesame seeds into rice paste to replace the hair comb.Although this method is good, it is even more uncomfortable to wash my hair at night. I often wash it three or four times, and there is still a layer of greasy rice paste stuck to the hair that cannot be removed.

Because of my poor health, I used bird's nest, donkey-hide gelatin, fish maw, and ginseng soup in the running water every day. I wish I could replace them with the staple food.

But these nourishing ingredients are just to replenish qi and blood, once the signs of aging appear, it will be irreversible.

Rong Yue's eagerness for quick success and quick profit eventually led to her weakness, and her nosebleeds couldn't stop flowing down when she greeted the six palaces a day.

When De Ruge and Luo Fu helped her back to the bedroom, she shouted to the palace servants: "Where's the ginseng soup from this palace? Go and get it!"

Que Zhen hurriedly knelt down when she heard the words, and said with a sad face: "Mother, that thing is very angry, you can't eat it anymore!"

Rong Yue's face became more and more ferocious, she pointed at Que Zhen and cursed: "You son of a bitch! If I want you to go, go! Go quickly!"

Ru Ge and Luo Fu saw her as crazy, and no one dared to persuade her.

Only after Rong Yue drank the ginseng soup like a treasure did she hear a violent sentence in her words: "I was in danger just now, and when I entered the palace, I seemed to see a few people outside the door who promised to be there." They covered their mouths and snickered. Are they laughing at me for getting old?"

Ru Ge heard the words and said hurriedly: "How can it be, the empress is too careless."

Rong Yue slammed the warm white jade bowl on the ground, and shouted: "Find an excuse to ask someone to slap their mouths! I see that they can still smile with two pieces of flesh!"

Furious, Shuangfu hurried inside to report: "Your Majesty, the emperor's royal driver is coming to Chengqian Palace, you should be ready to pick him up."

Rong Yue became anxious, and hurriedly stroked her withered face, Ru Ge and Luo Fu asked in a daze, "How does this Gong look? Can't you tell?"

Luo Fu wanted to speak, but Ru Ge lightly touched his arm, and then fell silent.

Ru Ge took gouache to add new make-up to Rong Yue, and took a thin layer of rouge to refresh herself, which made Rong Yue look good when the emperor arrived.

The three of them saw the emperor kneeling in unison to give blessings, the emperor ignored Luo Fu and Ru Ge, he just lifted Rong Yue up and asked concerned: "How is your body?"

Rong Yue forced a smile and said: "The concubine is fine, the emperor is concerned."

The emperor was silent for a while, as if he had something to say to Rong Yue alone, he waved his hand and ordered Ru Ge and Luo Fu to retreat, and when there were only two of them left in the palace, he said: "I have obtained the permission of the two empress dowagers to add eight concubines The matter is set for the first day of next month."

There was a flash of light in Rong Yue's eyes, and she said happily: "This is a good thing, seeing how others dare to talk nonsense about the Emperor in private!"

"That's good, but" the emperor sighed helplessly and shook his head again and again: "Wan'er doesn't seem to understand this matter very much. Since she gave birth this time, she always feels that she is quite estranged from me."

The emperor's words were like sharp thorns, piercing into Rong Yue's heart.

She thought that the emperor rushed over, because after all these years of getting along, she still had some concern for herself.

But he didn't know whether caring was fake, and thinking about his favorite concubine who refused to get close to him was real.

Rong Yue looked at the man in front of him who was no longer handsome, and sneered secretly in her heart.

He has always been a self-proclaimed affectionate person, such a lie has been deceiving others for a long time, and now he may even believe it.

She didn't argue with him, but only responded with a smile: "Don't worry, the emperor, the concubine will persuade the concubine sister well. She has the emperor in her heart, and she will understand this truth sooner or later."

How can she persuade?Now, in this deep palace, she has only endless hatred towards anyone.

On that day, under the cold and snowy weather, the concubines of the six palaces gathered in Chengqian Palace early to complain about the weather. She: "The imperial concubine's makeup looks inappropriate today."

These words attracted everyone's attention, Rong Yue quickly turned away to avoid everyone's eyes.But at this moment, Concubine Rong Xiuyan called out: "That's right, seeing that my mother has been sick and weak recently, she looks a little older."

Appearance is the most important thing for a woman, and it would be really embarrassing if she showed timidity in front of everyone.

So Qiangqiang calmly smiled and said: "Recently, I have been plagued by a serious illness, and I can't sleep peacefully at night. My complexion is a little worse. Please worry about me, sisters."

All the concubines advised her to take care of her body, but only Wannai and Lin Lan knew what was happening to her.

Qiu Qiyi had already reported the destruction of Rong Yue's body to Wannai, she saw Rong Yue's black hair falling down like a waterfall, she was surprised and said: "The maids in the empress's palace are not dedicated, so today's hair bun is combed. The ones are not exquisite." Speaking of getting up, she stepped forward gracefully to recomb Rong Yue's hair.

If the rice paste on her head is touched by others, it will surely fade and reveal silver threads, so she raised her face in fright and said: "How can such a thing bother the imperial concubine? You can sit down with peace of mind."

Wan Yu stayed where she was, her white teeth were slightly exposed, she smiled and nodded: "That's right, everyone is watching, the empress is always embarrassed."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Lan, who was sitting beside her, suddenly coughed twice, and then gagged.

Concubine Yi Roujia looked down on her hypocritical appearance, and said with disdain: "Concubine De has been suffering from the cold for so long and hasn't recovered yet? Cough and cough, don't spit out the filth of the imperial concubine's palace."

Lin Lan ignored her, she only squinted at Rong Yue, and said angrily: "Your Majesty, listen to what Concubine Yi said, the concubine is pregnant and feels uncomfortable, so she can't even vomit?"

The whole hall was in an uproar, none of them believed that she had such a good fate, but after a few times of bedtime, she appeared again quietly?

Luo Fu glanced at her, and said with displeasure: "Is it true? Don't be happy in vain."

Lin Lan smiled contemptuously, and said calmly: "Can there be any falsehood about the emperor's heir?"

With a faint smile, Wanyu slowly responded to Lin Lan's words: "The imperial doctor came to see her yesterday, and she is about two months old."

(End of this chapter)