Long Harem Road

Chapter 92

The autumn wind is cool, and the colorful colors have gradually turned yellow and withered. The palace people waved brooms to clean up the path full of fallen leaves, leaving only the poignant and bleak sound of "rustling".

There were mournful screams from the side hall of Yong'an Palace, and the harem, which had been dull for nearly 20 days, was once again rippling. Yang Meiren, who temporarily lived in the side hall of Yong'an Palace, was about to give birth. The concubines who did not have to ask for peace since the empress was grounded for the first time Once gathered in Yong'an Palace.

Concubine Xian paced back and forth anxiously, clasped her fingers tightly, stared at the inner room with a pair of clear eyes, watching the maids bring out pots of blood, a trace of tension and excitement appeared on her usually indifferent face.

Concubine Wei Gui, who hadn't seen her face for a long time, sat on the grand teacher's chair with a calm expression, drinking tea quietly. During this time, she looked ten years older due to the incomprehensible care and worry for the third prince.

At this time, she didn't understand Concubine Xian's nervousness and the envy and hatred of other concubines, she only thought about the third prince who was lying on the hospital bed and was weak, and hoped that a miracle would happen and the third prince would recover soon.

Concubine Zhang Shu looked at the inner palace with a complicated expression. She couldn't help but think of the unlucky child, her heart ached. She watched the new concubines looking out of the palace from time to time, secretly tearing the plain hand of the brocade handkerchief, the corners of her mouth hooked There was a touch of sarcasm.

They are doomed to be disappointed if they want the emperor's mercy. The emperor may not show up today, even if the women in the palace desperately want to give birth to his blood.

In the harem, except for the concubine Xian, no one cared about the life and death of Yang Meiren and the emperor's heir in the inner palace. One dead body and two lives were the most genuine cry in their hearts. They came here just to seize the opportunity and meet the emperor.

As night fell, time passed slowly amidst everyone's anticipation and jealousy. No matter how miserable the screams in the inner room were, the emperor never showed up.

As Concubine Wei was worried that the third prince would get up and leave, more and more concubines gave up their fantasy, only hating that they had no excuse to leave.

With a loud cry of the baby, the midwife joyfully took out a swaddling baby, "Congratulations to the concubine Xian, you are a healthy little prince! Mother and child are safe!"

Concubine Xian, who insisted on guarding the entrance of the inner hall, carefully stretched out her arms and hugged the swaddling clothes in front of her, as if she had received a rare treasure. Looking at the red face in the baby, Concubine Xian's eyes were filled with tears, filled with tears. Joy, "Good, good, good, reward!"

All the concubines looked at Concubine Xian, who was crying with joy in her arms, and jealousy flashed in their eyes. This is the prince directly recorded in Concubine Xian's name. Now Concubine Xian is in charge of the harem, and her status is naturally different from before, so she has to smile and congratulate , "Congratulations to Concubine Xian for her precious son!"

Concubine Xian doesn't care about her insincere words, at the moment her heart is full of the child in her arms, she just stares at the little person in her arms, turning a blind eye to everything around her, all the concubines are making fun of themselves, but After a while, they got up and left.

In just a moment, the news that Yang Mei gave birth to the sixth prince spread throughout the harem.

Qingfeng Palace, Baozhu smiled when she got the news, and murmured softly, "Concubine Xian, I have not misjudged you!"

The cold wind roared, and the goose feather-like snow was flying all over the sky. The full moon banquet of the sixth prince also came as scheduled in this first snow. concubine.

Yang Meiren sat quietly at the bottom, her soft eyes stuck to the swaddling clothes in the hands of the concubine Xian, turning a blind eye to the other concubines' gloating, she only had the sixth prince in her eyes.

It's not that she hasn't thought about fighting against the injustice of fate, but she has no family support, and no emperor's favor, how can she compete with the concubine Xian?How to protect the sixth prince to grow up safely?Besides, how can Concubine Xian be someone she can manipulate?

Since Concubine Xian can seek a better future for the sixth prince and protect him to grow up healthily, why bother?Concubine Xian is not unreasonable, she is satisfied to see his smile every day, so why dig her own grave and expect too much?
Concubine Xian nodded and smiled with the baby in her arms. She entered the Prince's Mansion and lost her qualifications to be a mother.

However, the arrival of the sixth prince gave her new hope. Concubine Xian lowered her head and kissed the soft face inside her baby, smiled softly, and whispered softly: "Baby, concubine mother will do everything in her power to keep you healthy and happy for the rest of your life."

The arrival of the sixth prince was like a whirlwind, the emperor did not show too much attention, and the concubines gradually woke up from the successive shocks. They realized that except Qingfeng Palace, the emperor had not turned over other concubines for three months. Concubine brand.

Lian Yue's monopoly finally caused a backlash. A large number of officials in the court complained, asking the emperor to spread the rain and dew evenly, and spread the branches and leaves for the royal family, but Zhao Zhen strongly suppressed it. Afterwards, the concubine who led the official's clan secretly inquired about the emperor's whereabouts , was thrown into limbo.

The harem fell into a short-lived calm after the shot was fired, but everyone knew that this was only the superficial calm, and the turmoil in the dark only waited for an opportunity to erupt.

The sixth year of Yuanqing ended when the emperor favored concubine De only, and the other concubines were gnashing their teeth. The brand new seventh year of Yuanqing came as scheduled amidst the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers.

The emperor took pity on Baozhu's growing belly, and felt sorry for his little princess. He deliberately canceled Baozhu's kneeling ceremony on the grounds of Defei's poor health. Defei's absence again finally aroused the suspicion of all the concubines.

Now that the Empress Dowager who ordered De Concubine to be restrained is paralyzed in bed, and the Empress is imprisoned, with the emperor's love for Concubine De, it is not strange that Concubine De, who should have appeared in time, has never been seen.

There were different opinions in the harem for a while, but the rumors that Concubine De was seriously ill and dying soon or the cries from the hearts of the concubines quickly spread throughout the harem.

In Qingfeng Palace, Baozhu in the center of the vortex rested comfortably on the soft couch. She had a ruddy complexion, round and jade-like pearls, and pure white fox fur covering her high protruding abdomen.

"Bao'er, Bao'er, she's moving." The owner of the big hand said excitedly when he felt the fetal movement coming from his stomach with a wide palm lightly pressed against his abdomen.

Baozhu curled her lips helplessly, this kind of scene happened frequently these days, the excited Zhao Zhen couldn't help touching his nose, and smiled dryly, "Hehe, my little princess, come out sooner, father is waiting for you Woolen cloth."

"Your Majesty, you say this three times a day."

Bao Zhu lazily leaned on the soft couch, and she accepted Zhao Zhen's exclusive favor without any psychological pressure. She didn't expect Zhao Zhen to be unswerving until death, but she also enjoyed this love. Although she didn't know how long it would last, at least she had time. To know how to enjoy.

"Hehe!", Zhao Zhen laughed twice, with a soft smile on his handsome face, enjoying the coquettishness of the woman in his arms, and he was completely different from the decisive attack in the court.

"Your Majesty, my concubine is seriously ill and dying." Baozhu glanced at Zhao Zhen angrily. Now she is more and more bold, and getting along with the emperor is more natural. She doesn't believe Zhao Zhen Don't know the source of the rumor.

"Bao'er, are you angry? Don't worry, they can't make waves anymore, these women, hmph, I will never tolerate it again." A stern look flashed across Zhao Zhenjun's face, and he has always been worried about the incident on the eve of 'Christmas' Yu Huai, what has not been dealt with so far is once and for all.

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath, he knew very well that there were many right and wrong when there were more women, and he would no longer underestimate the cruelty and destructive power of a woman.

The Shangyuan Festival in the seventh year of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties was a day when all the concubines in the harem hated their teeth when they thought about it. In the following decades, whenever they thought of the scene of that day, they still could not help but feel resentful. On this day, they For a lifetime.

This year's Shangyuan Festival Lantern Festival is jointly organized by Concubine Xian and Concubine Zhang Shu. After receiving the news of the emperor's participation in advance, all the concubines put forth all their efforts, not only graciously dressed up, but also came up with various ingenious tricks, just to win the emperor's attention.

As night falls, a bright moon hangs high, and all kinds of lanterns bloom one after another, making people overwhelmed. The concubines, whether elegant, deserted or lovely, are more beautiful and moving under the light. Their beauty will be fully enjoyed by one person tonight. bloom.

"The emperor is here! The imperial concubine is here!" The eunuch's chanting attracted everyone's attention. Zhao Zhen was dressed in a dragon robe against his stalwart figure.

However, this most excellent ninety-five-year-old respected the woman beside him carefully. The woman was petite but graceful and luxurious, with an elegant temperament. match made in heaven.

The concubines felt ashamed for a moment, but turned to be jealous. The charming smile on the woman's pretty face, the high swollen belly, and the closeness and care of the man beside her were all things they dreamed of but couldn't get. Yes, this scene deeply stimulated their fragile nerves.

That's how it is... If the empress dowager and empress, who were plotting against Concubine De, knew that Concubine De didn't show up for half a year for the sake of confinement, and her stomach was already seven months old, wouldn't she be so angry?
"All the concubines are flat, today's family banquet, all the concubines are welcome!" Zhao Zhen waved his hand, carefully took care of the woman in his arms and sat on the high seat, leaning against Baozhu's ear and whispering, "Bao'er, sit by my side, you I have a big belly, so it's convenient here."

Baozhu was held by Zhao Zhen's waist all the time, and she was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside the emperor, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your mercy!".

This action caused the concubines at the bottom to hold their breath, and their eyes showed shock. In that seat... Concubine Wei tightened her hand holding the teacup, her fingers turned white without knowing it. Concubine Zhang Shu smiled at Baozhu, Concubine Xian Getting what he wanted, he nodded slightly at the orb.

Baozhu glanced at her lower head lightly, and the shock of the concubines was naturally seen in their eyes. It really is a good seat, and this Palace is bound to get it!
The melodious silk and bamboo, beautiful singing and dancing, Yao Jieyu's zither music, Gu Jieyu's dancing posture like a fairy, Zhou Jieyu's soul-stirring poems... have never been favored by the emperor. Hope is completely shattered.

The lantern festival was over, and as the emperor left with his arms around Concubine De's waist, the concubines couldn't hide the jealousy in their hearts, their eyes were burning with flames, as if they were about to burn a hole in Baozhu's back.

That night, a large number of porcelains were missing in the harem, and the Yongshou Palace once again announced the imperial doctor...

(End of this chapter)