Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Concubine Xi stared at Hongli's back. After a long time, she slowly shook her head.

"Jin Xi, this is the good son I taught you. As expected, the adopted son is unreliable."

Jinxi is an old man in the palace, and she can see more clearly. It is no use for Prince Bao to go there, but even Shoukang Palace will be reprimanded.

"The emperor has already made the decision, and Prince Bao can't dissuade him, my empress."

"That's all, let's have Hongli's Fujin pay us a visit in two days."

Concubine Xi sighed and stood up. She was Longyue's biological mother, so she naturally wanted to comfort her.

In the past, she had threatened Cao Guiren about Princess Chaogui's marriage to Zhungeer, and asked Cao Guiren to prepare the dowry for Princess Chaogui. Things have changed, and now it is her turn to prepare the dowry for Longyue. Thinking of this, Concubine Xi's tears I couldn't help but shed tears.

Within two days, the imperial edict was sent to Yongshou Palace, and Concubine Xi accepted the edict despite much hesitation.

Out of guilt, the emperor made some extra money from his private treasury to add to Longyue's dowry. One month after Longyue left, the emperor became seriously ill and could not get up. Hongli was always in the Imperial Study Room and Yangxin Hall. Serve.

Until one day in September, the dragon bed was completely lifeless.

In September of the thirteenth year of Yongzheng's reign, Emperor Yongzheng died, and his fourth son, Hongli, inherited the throne.

The eunuch's voice was loud and he repeated it over and over again.

“Kowtow once…kowtow twice…kowtow three times…xing…kneel down.”

Xiyue knelt down behind Fucha Langya in plain clothes according to her position in Qiandi. She didn't feel much sad and pretended to squeeze out a few tears.

She was concentrating on crying, and there was some commotion in front of her. A maid exclaimed, "The mistress has fainted."

Xiyue hurriedly supported Fucha Langhua who was about to faint, "Sister, I have been kneeling all night. Please speak to the Emperor and the Queen Mother quickly.".

I looked at Princess behind me, but there was no one to host it. "That's all, go talk to Yu Princess and let her host it. I'll be with my sister."

Xingzhu got the order, walked to Yuyan's side and whispered a few words. Yuyan's lips curved, with a smile that couldn't be concealed, and she knelt down where Xiyue was just now, while Xiyue supported Fucha Langwa. Step by step towards the side hall.

She didn't want to make trouble for herself. Why did she kneel when she could feel more comfortable?

Xiyue quickly ordered the work she was doing, "Where's the imperial doctor? Mo Xin, go and urge him. Lian Xin, go get a basin of hot water and wipe Fujin's face."

"And Fujin knelt all night last night, and Xingxuan gave Su Lian the ointment he had prepared."

"Yue Fujin, please sit down and have a rest first. Your health is not good to begin with, and you have been kneeling with the mistress for so long." Su Lian was also anxious. One person had already fainted. If Xi Yue fainted again, she would also Can't tell clearly.

Xiyue Shishiran sat on the chair and waited for Fucha Langhua to wake up. Xingzhu applied medicine to Xiyue's palm and wrapped the wound.

"Master, I don't know how to be more careful. My palms are full of wounds. I will apply medicine on your knees in the evening."

Just as Lian Xin wiped Fucha Langhua's face with hot water, Fucha Langhua had already woken up and coughed a few times, "Sister... the mistress is awake."

Xiyue immediately came over and looked at Fucha Langhua with concern, her eyes looking at him were extremely sincere.

Fucha Langhua looked around and found that they were all close to her and Xiyue, so she asked, "Master? Is it too early to address her now?"

Xiyue then expressed her loyalty, and Fucha Langhua's weak smile became even better. She saw the wound on Xiyue's hand and expressed some concern.

The two of them were talking in a low voice, and the sound of communication outside gradually started. As soon as the emperor came in, Fucha Langhua lay weakly on the bed and called out softly.

Xiyue bowed and saluted. "Greetings to the Emperor, may your Majesty be blessed with peace and blessings."

The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at Xiyue. He hadn't seen her in the past ten days. She was thinner and more haggard. He quickly helped Xiyue up. "Get up."

Lian Lian glanced at them twice, then walked to the couch and said some words of concern. Fucha Langhua was a little jealous when she saw the little actions of the two of them. Those were things she never had.

Whether it was due to misunderstanding or being too tired, Hongli didn't care about her as much as before.

I don’t know which day started, but there was an indescribable alienation between the eyes.

Even the current concern is so ruthless, as if it is just a political matter that has to be dealt with for Hongli.

Could it be that the emperor found out about Fu Cha Chu Ying? Chu Ying said a few words to the emperor alone after the heavy bleeding. Could it be that time?

It shouldn't be, Wang Qin told her, the emperor never told him about the investigation.

Could it be that because he has become an emperor from a prince, he must be indifferent to anyone or anything?

"Your Majesty, the imperial doctor is here." Wang Qin came in from the outside, knelt on the ground, and said.

The emperor saw several imperial doctors paying their respects respectfully, and the small room was packed with people. He walked in front of Xiyue, held Xiyue's hand and walked out.

"Since the imperial doctor is here, I won't interrupt you. Xiyue will accompany me for a couple of walks outside."

The palace people behind did not dare to follow closely and kept a distance.

Xiyue stood on tiptoes, held the emperor's face, and said distressedly, "The emperor's beard is very prickly, and he looks haggard. I will ask Xingzhu to stew some tonic soup in the evening and send it to him."

The emperor's eyes were bloodshot and he said quietly, "Those people can't hear the sound. They still call me Yuanshou when no one is around. My relationship with you is different from others after all."

"Forget about me, why is your left hand injured? Does your knee still hurt? I specially asked Wang Qin to put some extra things on your futon, just because I am afraid that you are weak and will break your legs when you kneel down, which will make me feel bad for you. "

"Zuo Guo knocked on the ground twice and there was blood. Xingzhu was worried, so he not only applied medicine but also wrapped it carefully."

"Xingzhu is attentive. I feel relieved that she is waiting by your side."

The emperor looked at Xiyue tenderly, held hands and continued walking. Everything now seemed unreal. Only a few months after the late emperor's illness and death, he ascended the throne of his dreams.

From the previously neglected elder brother to Prince Bao, and then to the emperor, the journey was so smooth that the moment the late emperor died, he was not too sad. Even the sixth elder brother cried more sadly than him. .

Also, he has never acted coquettishly under Emperor Ama's knees, and his sixth brother was born with everything. The sixth brother has enjoyed so much from Concubine Xi and Huang Ama's favor, so he should be more sad.

The funeral ceremony came to an end slowly, and Hongli had a problem when he saw the former ministers dealing with the former emperor's concubines.

Zhang Tingyu was the one who paid the most attention to rules. Seeing that no one mentioned the Ulanara family in Jingren Palace, he quickly knelt on the ground.

"Determined by etiquette, the emperor ascends the throne. The one in Jingren Palace is the emperor's aunt and should be the queen mother. The concubine Xi is the emperor's biological mother and should be named the queen mother."

"After all, the late emperor did not depose the queen. After the funeral ceremony, we still need to rectify her name."