The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 149
Even if the concubine concubine really can't make it through today, it will take a while before the news of her death can be made public.

In the Forbidden City, even death is involuntary.How sad.

After Nian Yaoyue and Su Peisheng explained clearly, they hurriedly walked to Concubine Zhang Jiashu's palace.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw the beautifully dressed Concubine De holding the concubine's hand.

At this time, Concubine Zhang Jiashu's face was haggard, her eyes were extremely bright, and she was already dying.

"Where are people! Where are the thirteen elder brothers!"

Concubine De looked behind Nian, but she didn't see Yinxiang.

"My lord, forgive me. The thirteenth elder brother and the fourth elder brother are dancing together with the Long Live Lord to celebrate the birthday of the empress dowager. This servant has the guts to ask Su Peisheng to wait for the two elder brothers to tell the concubine Zhang Jiashu about her illness!"

Nian Yaoyue knelt at Concubine De's feet and explained.

"Concubine De, after the Lord Long Live and the princes present gifts, it's the turn of the women in the harem to present their birthdays. Please go back immediately, Concubine De. The servants will take care of this."

"Slave dog, when will it be your turn to be the master of this palace!" Wu Ya was already depressed because of the sad news that Zhang Jia's sister was about to pass away.

At this time, seeing that Nian Shi was bossing around arrogantly, he suddenly became angry, and he just slapped him when he waved his hand.

"Your Majesty, today is the Empress Dowager's birthday, let's celebrate it together!!"

Nian Yaoyue held her cheek scratched by Concubine De's sharp armor, and emphasized the words "Putian Tongqing".

"Cough cough cough sister Ma Yu, this girl is right, today is a day of universal celebration, don't let the news of my death be a disappointment, no, I can't die today!"

Zhang Jiashi supported his sick body, struggling to sit up.

For the sake of Xiao Shisan and the two little princesses, even if she died, she couldn't die today.

She can't drag the children down, and let the children be rejected because of her death.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Wu Yashi choked up and held Zhang Jiashi's hand.

"Sister Zhang Jia!"

At this moment, a beautiful woman in a palace dress with sad eyes came outside, Nian Yaoyue recognized this as the Ding concubine Wanliu Hashi.

In the past, when I heard that Concubine De was fine, she would talk about how when she was young, she entered the palace with her two good sisters as a rough envoy serving tea and water.

Concubine De and Zhang Jia's grandfathers both worked as cooks in the imperial dining room, so they were squeezed out by the court ladies, and it was the hot-tempered and warm-hearted Wanliu Hashi who stood in for them.

She retreated to the door silently, allowing the three good sisters to get together at the last moment.

After a while, Concubine De and Concubine Ding were persuaded by Zhang Jiashi to return to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.

"Nianshi.. I was a little more aggressive just now. You are a good girl who understands the general situation. Take good care of the concubine."

Wu Yashi looked at Nianshi with eyes full of guilt, reached out and pulled out a white jade hairpin from the bun, and stuck it in Nianshi's bun.

Nian Yaoyue watched Concubine De and Concubine Ding leave, and turned back to the hall to take care of Concubine Shu.

At this moment Zhang Jia's concubine was crumbling even when she was sitting, Nian Yaoyue rushed to her in a hurry to support the concubine.

"Let Xiao Shisan take good care of his two younger sisters, let Xiao Shisan follow his fourth brother, and live in peace, don't fight for those terrible things"

Nian Yaoyue nodded with a sob.

How could she have the heart to tell the dying Zhang Jiashi that after a few years, Brother Thirteen would usher in the dark Kowloon to seize the throne.

The kind-hearted little thirteen was imprisoned twice by Lord Kangxi, and the second time he was imprisoned in the beekeeping lane for ten years
Forcibly persecuting a vigorous and desperate Shisan Lang into a sick child who only promises to age before he gets old, and also paves the way for Yinxiang's early death in the later period.
However, the two princesses that Concubine Zhang Jia and his wife longed for, all married to Fumeng, died in a foreign land, and became the dead daughters of Beimo.
Nian Yaoyue was very upset.

Sometimes I really want to ignore it, just like the time-traveling girls in those novels, use my golden finger to predict the future to kill all directions and change everyone's fate.

"Concubine Concubine, don't worry, Brother Thirteen will have a good life in the future, he will be the wisest Prince Yi...cough cough cough ~ he..."

Nian Yaoyue was almost suffocating, as if someone was grabbing her throat hard, making her unable to breathe.

The dog system frantically reminded her that she was being punished by electric shock, and she rolled on the ground in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Jiashi supported the sick body and rolled to the ground, wanting to help this kind servant.

"It's all right, it's just a slave's old disease. Madam, you just need to remember that brother Thirteen is a good boy, and good people will be rewarded with good things."

Nian Yaoyue wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of her lips, and helped Zhang Jiashi to lie down on the bed.

At this time, magnificent fireworks illuminate the night sky of the entire Forbidden City.

Nian Yaoyue pushed open the window, but saw Zhang Jiashi struggling to pull off the hairpin on her head.

"Niang Niang?" She stepped forward quickly, but saw Zhang Jiashi gritted her teeth and poked the hairpin into her palm.

"I can't hold it anymore, I can't die! Don't implicate the children! Yinxiang! My mother can't hold it anymore!"

Zhang Jiashi, who was already delirious, wailed loudly and pierced her hairpin hard into the palm of her hand. At this time, her hands were covered with blood.

Whenever her eyes were about to close, she gritted her teeth and poked the hairpin towards her palm until the palm was pierced.

"Is it time?"

Every once in a while, Zhang Jiashi would ask repeatedly.until the voice is getting weaker and weaker
Seeing her gradually dilated pupils and slipping arms, Nian Yaoyue choked up and wrapped the dead concubine in a quilt, and took the hot soup lady and stuffed it into the thick quilt.

There is still an hour before Zishi. After the concubine dies, the imperial physician will come to check and confirm the time of death.
After all, the Forbidden City is an impersonal and indifferent hell. She can't let this great mother die coldly and be worthless.
She hugged the corpse wrapped in a thick quilt until there was a sound of beating outside, and two lines of tears fell silently.

"Ma'am, child time is over"

"Auntie!!"

At the same time, she saw the thirteenth elder brother rushing into the hall crying and staggering, behind him was the fourth master with a sad face.

"The concubine concubine, died at the moment of the child."

She drooped her eyes and suppressed tears of pity, and silently took away Tang Pozi who was hidden under the quilt.

"Brother Thirteen, we have no more mothers, woo woo woo. Mother, look at my daughter."

Seeing the thirteenth elder brother and the two little princesses crying with the concubine's body in their arms, Nian Yaoyue didn't know how to comfort the three children who had lost their mothers.

"Yinghe." Wu Yashi trotted all the way over, the head of the flag was crooked.

"Sister Yinghe, woo woo woo..."

There was only one bottom of the flowerpot under Dingpin's feet. At this time, the two old sisters supported each other into the hall to see Zhang Jiashi off for the last time.

After all, the emperor was ruthless, and the concubine Zhang Jia was unconfessed all her life, and was named Concubine Min after her death by Lord Kangxi.

(End of this chapter)