Concubine Biography

Chapter 117

"Empress, the emperor ordered you to prepare, and I will take you out later." Xiao Qinzi came to Fengyi Palace to deliver a message.

Fu'er just finished her breakfast, she nodded and said, "Okay, got it."

Changing into her traveling clothes, Fu'er was driven to the Xuanming Hall in a sedan chair, and before entering the hall, she heard Li Jiarong's coughing.

It's already April now, and I suffered a bit of wind and cold during the Chinese New Year, and it's still not healed until now.A few children who should marry wives, who should marry, Li Jiarong's body has gotten worse since Li Peixiang's accident... but it has gotten worse.

Thinking of this, Fu'er's heart felt tight.

"You're here...cough cough...." Li Jiarong was lying on the table and writing something, when she saw her coming, she closed it and put it in a box next to her.

Fu'er never asked about court affairs, so naturally she didn't care about such things.

"Why did you remove the brazier in the room?" Fu'er looked around.

Xiao Fangzi glanced at Li Jiarong and lowered his head.

"I told them to keep it. It's getting warmer, why do we need a brazier?" Li Jiarong stood up.

Fu'er said disapprovingly, "Although the weather is getting warmer, the spring breeze is expected to be chilly, and it's still cold in the morning and evening. As the saying goes, the emperor should cherish his own body." He picked up the cloak beside him and put it on Li Jiarong superior.

Li Jiarong stood obediently in front of her and let her serve her. After carefully tying the knot with Fu'er, she naturally held her hand, "Let's go, I will take you somewhere."

"Okay." Fu'er nodded, and after getting into the carriage, she helped Li Jiarong gather her clothes.

"Cough cough..." Li Jiarong turned his head slightly, coughing incessantly.

Fu'er frowned, "How did the Tai Hospital prescribe the prescription? The emperor has coughed for so long and still hasn't recovered."

Li Jiarong patted her hand and said comfortingly, "It's like this when I'm old, I take medicine on time every day."

"It's been so long..." Fu'er said dissatisfied.

"Okay," Li Jiarong interrupted her with a smile, "It's rare to come out for a walk, don't talk about this."

Fu'er shook her head helplessly, and changed the subject, "Where are you going?"

"You'll know when we arrive." Li Jiarong looked at her with a smile.

It's still a trick!Fu'er turned her head away, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

After leaving the palace, Fu'er raised the curtain slightly.

When the emperor and empress went out, the streets had already been cleared away, and Fu'er could only see shops that were open or closed, but not a single commoner.

"It's rare to go out of the palace once, and no one can see it." Fu'er couldn't help but put down the curtain in frustration.

Li Jia smiled and said, "The rules are like this, and it is also for the sake of safety."

After leaving the city, through the curtain of the car, Fu'er looked faintly at the green hills in the distance, and said enviously, "The last time I saw it was more than ten years ago, and the concubine went out of Beijing twice, and it was more than ten years apart. It’s really aging people.”

Li Jiarong touched her hand, "There are more people who have never left Beijing in their lives."

"That's true." Fu'er turned her head and smiled contentedly.

The farther you go, the more beautiful the scenery on both sides is, and you can see several exquisite statues behind.

This……

"Why did you come to Zuling?" Fu'er turned her head and asked Li Jiarong curiously.

Li Jiarong opened the curtain and took a look, sighed, "After I ascended the throne, I started to repair the ancestral mausoleum, so I must come and see where I will live in a hundred years from now."

"Your Majesty..." Fu'er suddenly became nervous.

Li Jiarong patted her hand, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to see."

How could Fu'er not be nervous?Visiting Zuling always gave her the feeling that Li Jiarong would soon die...

"Come with me to have a look." Li Jiarong looked at her and smiled, but his eyes were firm.

The carriage walked for a while before stopping. Li Jiarong went out first, and Fu'er followed Xiao Shanzi's arm to get out of the carriage, and Li Jiarong stepped onto the ancestral mausoleum one after the other.

"Your Majesty, this way please." Xiao Qinzi bent down to guide the way.

Li Jiarong didn't go in immediately, but took a look at it, and said to Fu'er, "This blessed land was chosen by the founding emperor Taizu, who invited an expert from outside the world. It can protect my Xi Dynasty’s foundation forever. Now it’s almost 300 years since my Xi Dynasty’s founding of the country, what the expert said back then is really effective.”

Fu'er looked around for a week, and saw that this place is really strange and beautiful, and under the special protection of the royal family over the years, it is even more beautiful.

She couldn't help laughing, "The concubine can only see the picturesque scenery, it's really embarrassing."

Li Jiarong laughed loudly, "It's not bad to see the picturesque scenery."

The two followed Xiao Qinzi all the way down the underground palace.

"This is where I will live in a hundred years from now. It's not bad, but it's a bit dark." Li Jiarong's tone was relaxed, but Fu'er listened with an incomparably heavy tone.

"Be careful." Before going down a step, Li Jiarong turned around and helped Fu'er, and Xiao Shanzi took a half step back knowingly.

Li Jiarong simply took Fu'er's hand, and the two walked forward step by step, Fu'er looked around the underground palace curiously, "This place is like a maze, if no one leads the way, the concubine will never be able to get out. "

"Piracy has been rampant since ancient times, how can we not be careful. There are many traps here, as long as you touch one, the entire underground palace will be burned to death by the fire dragon."

Fu'er was extremely surprised, "Burned to death by the fire dragon? Then...."

"This place is ours, how can I tolerate thieves' defilement. You are the queen, and the queen is a phoenix. The phoenix is ​​reborn from the ashes, and I think it is better than quicksand."

Fu'er looked at Li Jiarong in shock. After being a queen for so many years, she is no longer an ignorant little girl. When she was idle and ignoring, she also thought about the theft of the imperial tomb. Looking at the books left by the ancestors, only All kinds of methods are used to prevent theft. How can an emperor choose to burn everything with a fire dragon as soon as someone steps into the imperial tomb?Even the most drastic methods are just quicksand.

The fire dragon... There is nothing left after this burn.

"Your Majesty... how can you use a fire dragon? This is not a good idea, let's think about other things..." Fu'er said anxiously.

The body is the home of the human spirit, if there is no body, it will only become a wandering ghost in the future!

"Why not?" Li Jiarong raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Once the fire is completely burned, I will be safe forever."

"Absolutely not, the concubine will never agree." Fu'er's attitude was also very firm.

Li Jiarong was more determined than her, "I am the Son of Heaven, and the Son of Heaven is a dragon. After a hundred years, I will definitely return to the Heavenly Court. If you are reborn as a phoenix, I will look for you in the next life. Isn't that good?"

Fu'er was at a loss for words for a while, what Li Jiarong said seemed to be right and wrong, she couldn't think of anything to refute Li Jiarong for a while.

"Fu'er," Li Jiarong's tone was a bit depressed, "I have read the history books. Since ancient times, countless emperors have worried about their funerals. They are always afraid that the thieves in the world will disturb their peace for money. Which underground palace is not built like a copper wall and an iron wall?" , but it hasn’t been stolen repeatedly.”

"Why? Because of fear. People who are afraid have weaknesses. Everyone is afraid that their bodies will be destroyed by thieves in a hundred years, but they don't know that thieves also know what the people in the tomb are afraid of! This is weakness."

"Only if you are fearless, you will live forever. I am not afraid, it will only look like a dry bone in a hundred years. But I am also afraid, I am afraid that those filthy bastards will blaspheme you, as long as I think of it, my heart will be twisted like a knife, and I will have nightmares again and again. How can I bear it? I have thought about it for a long time, and I only feel that burning the fire dragon is the best way!"

Fu'er looked at Li Jiarong in shock, she had always known that Li Jiarong had a ruthless side, but...

Clutching Li Jiarong's hand, Fu'er didn't speak again.

Even if she becomes a ghost because of this and can no longer be reincarnated as a human, she is willing!

Walking all the way to a place, Xiao Qinzi retreated a few meters away with a group of servants, Li Jiarong took Fu'er's hand and carefully stepped into the room.

"Are these murals beautiful?" Li Jiarong pointed to the colorful patterns on the wall.

Fu'er looked at the colorful paintings on the wall. The round-faced beauties in the paintings were either smiling cleverly or meditating, always accompanied by a thin and handsome man.

"This is when I first entered the palace... This is in Nanxia County... Lantern! Maomao! This, this is the day the earthquake..."

Fu'er's tears welled up, the picture of Earthquake showed a big crack in the ground, the woman fell to the ground unconscious, and the man beside him was weeping heartbroken.

Li Jiarong embraced her from behind, "I was frightened at that time."

Following closely one after another, she saw Feng Fei, Sheng Peiling, Peiyan, Lihou... Scene after scene, it was all about what she and Li Jiarong had experienced in this life.

The last picture is of the two people dressed in the empress's service painted with dragons and phoenixes, sleeping together in the same coffin.

"This……."

Li Jiarong gently wiped away her tears, and said with a smile, "Do you like it? Every one here is painted by myself and handed over to the craftsman to paint."

"emperor……."

Fu'er put her arms around Li Jiarong's narrow waist, and hugged him tightly.

Li Jiarong circled her with his backhand, put his chin on the top of her head, and said in a low voice, "This is where we will live in the future, are you satisfied? I have thought about it. After a hundred years, if I don't turn on the mechanism, I will I'm waiting for you here. Don't come to me in a hurry, I'm not going anywhere, and I will definitely wait for you. "

"You helped me, watching our grandson get married, watching our great-grandson get married, and then watch our great-grandson get married and have children... You are so much younger than me, I want to see you with white hair, you must be beautiful.... "

"emperor……."

Li Jiarong kissed her hairline lightly, lowered her head and slightly pulled away the teary-eyed Fu'er, and took out an old sachet that she had been wearing around her waist, "Tie hair as a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love."

"I ordered people to make a coffin for two people, and I will use it for future burials..."

"Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense. Your Majesty lives a long life. Let's value our grandsons marrying wives and having children..." Fu'er choked up and shook her head, saying in a panic.

Li Jiarong sighed, "Seventy is rare in ancient times, and the one who lives a hundred years is a goblin. I was just talking about my plan for a hundred years, why did you make you cry, stop crying."

Fu'er threw herself into his arms again, crying bitterly, "Your Majesty..."

Li Jiarong hugged her tightly, and sighed helplessly in a low voice, "The one I can't bear the most... is you..."

"I love you……."

In the 28th year of Yongqing, the emperor Zen was located in the crown prince, becoming the first and last emperor in the history of the Xi Dynasty.The new emperor respected him as the Supreme Emperor and the empress as the Empress Dowager, with the emblem of Chunde.

In the same year, the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager moved to the palace to recuperate. Three years later, the Supreme Emperor died at the age of 58. Two months later, the sad Empress Dowager Chunde passed away at the age of 48.

Respecting the last will, the emperor and the empress held concentric knots and were buried together in the same coffin.

(End of this chapter)