The queen wants to run away every day

Chapter 351 The Fatal Blow

The palace was originally a wall of ventilation, and the concubines wished to spread the matter of Yongrong to Xianfu Palace as soon as possible. When the imperial concubine heard about it, she felt like a blow to the head and fainted immediately.

When I woke up again, it was already evening two days later.

Winter nights are especially cold and freezing to the core.

Princess Hejia stayed at the head of the imperial concubine's bed, and took a nap on the bedside when she was sleepy.

"Yun Yin..." When the imperial concubine woke up, she reached out and touched her head, her heart felt sour, and her eyes were slightly red.

Princess Hejia woke up suddenly, and called out with surprise on her face: "Er Niang, you finally woke up, Honglian, go to Xuan imperial physician."

"Yes." Honglian was overjoyed, and the people in Xianfu Palace seemed to wake up following the imperial concubine in an instant.

The imperial concubine struggled to hold her eyelids, but closed them feebly.

He Jia called cautiously: "Emiang."

The imperial concubine rested her mind, opened her eyes again, looked around for a while, and said: "Er Niang had a very long dream. I dreamed of you when you were young, and dreamed of Er Niang's most beautiful place in the palace." When you open your eyes, everything from the past is like a cloud of smoke in the past, you can't see it, you can't grasp it."

Princess Hejia said in relief: "Er Niang, you just woke up, don't think too much, how about my daughter serve Er Niang with some millet porridge?"

The imperial concubine struggled to nod her head, so she could only smile and wink at her.

Princess Hejia carefully helped her to sit up and fed her a little bit.

The imperial concubine ate reluctantly, but it tasted like chewing wax, she frowned and asked, "Did Yong Rong enter the palace these two days?"

Princess Hejia paused, and said: "Brother just came here yesterday, Er Niang, you are asleep, he came to greet you and returned home."

The imperial concubine coughed softly, her eyes full of regret, and said: "Even if I am in my current position, I am still inferior to one person, and I will never have a chance to stand up. My Yong Rong..."

Originally, she had hoped that Yongrong would have a bright future. If she wins the Crown Prince, she will be honored by mother and child, and even after death, she will be crowned queen.

But at this time, such thoughts are gone!

Life seems to suddenly lose all hope, and there is no meaning to live.

Princess Hejia's hand holding the spoon trembled, and the golden spoon hit the mouth of the bowl with a crisp sound, which was especially heart-wrenching in the dead of night.

Queen, she was too ruthless, this knife was pierced hard in the heart, a fatal blow!
"Emiang!" Princess Hejia resisted the pain in her heart, and was about to persuade the imperial concubine, but she saw the imperial concubine suddenly coughed violently, and suddenly vomited out the filth in her stomach, spraying it all over the bed.

Princess Hejia was caught off guard, and her body was also stained with blood. The smell of blood was wrapped in the millet porridge she ate before, and the smell could make people sick.

When Princess Hejia came to her senses, the imperial concubine had already collapsed on the bed, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was silent.

"Emiang?" Princess Hejia called out, but there was no response.

"Mother!"

With the heart-piercing cries coming from the bedroom, everyone knew that the imperial concubine might die.The imperial doctor who came after him took a pulse, knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "The imperial concubine is dead."

On a lonely night, on the long road to Huangquan, before she died, only Princess Hejia saw her off for the last time. Even the high position of imperial concubine was still extremely bleak.

After all, the imperial concubine did not make it to the Spring Festival, did not see her marriage with Princess Jia, and passed away with regret.

(End of this chapter)