Court eunuch

The mid-autumn wind is bleak.

In the warm afternoon, Wei Yanwan teased Jing Yan, the child was more than one year old, just when it was restless, Wei Yanwan held the little baby in her arms and listened to her babbling.

Lan Cui laughed and said, "The Seventh Princess is smart, not only knows how to shout, but also knows how to respond."

Chunchan also laughed: "Princess Seven is so smart, I can't blame the emperor for thinking about it every day."

Wei Yanwan hugged the child in her arms, and smiled warmly: "Your concubine is cute, so she naturally pleases the emperor."

The master and servant were joking, when suddenly a palace official came to report: "Pure Concubine is dead."

Wei Yanwan was startled, and paused holding the child's hand, "Do you know why?"

The palace said humanely: "I heard that he contracted the wind and died of a sudden illness."

Wei Yanwan frowned and said nothing, Lan Cui ordered people to step back, took the Seventh Princess and said, "Master, what are you worrying about? Let's live our lives."

Wei Yanwan shook her head: "It's not that I'm worried, it's that this pure imperial concubine really went strangely." She has been in charge of the Six Palaces for a long time, and she has never heard that pure imperial concubine has had a cold, so it's strange to go suddenly today.

"No matter how strange it is, it's just a matter of course." A man came in and sat beside her.

"You know?" Seeing that it was Jinzhong, Wei Yanwan raised her eyebrows slightly, and leaned on his shoulder.

"I don't know." Jin Zhong smiled, "But I know, when I entered the palace with Princess Jing yesterday, I met the emperor first, and then went to Concubine Chun."

"Hejing..." Wei Yanwan seemed to realize something, "So that's how it is."

Thirty, cause and effect

The weather was fine that day, and Ulanara was sitting in the courtyard looking at a pot of green plums with a calm expression.

The palace door opened slowly, the light in her eyes jumped for a moment, then dimmed again.

Looking at the person coming, she was still sitting without saying a word.

"Madam is well." The visitor greeted her with a smile on his face.

Ulanara cast a cold glance and got up to leave.

"Madam has been imprisoned in Jingren Palace for many years, do you ever regret it?" The eunuch's voice rose slowly, like silk strings.

"Regret?" Ulanara seemed to have been stimulated by something, and his body trembled slightly, pointing at the person who came and said sharply: "Go back and tell him, I have never regretted it! He was the one who betrayed me ruthlessly, and now he wants to turn around It's impossible, our husband and wife's love is exhausted here, if he wants to have a trace of old love, he can come here by himself!"

"This is Madam's chance, go to the imperial court and say it yourself." The visitor sneered, "The servant just asked casually, and the emperor would naturally not come here. If Madam is proud, she would disdain to rebuild the old one."

Ulanara was teased by him and said angrily, "A slave dares to talk to me like that."

"Jinzhong is indeed a slave, but—" he twitched the corner of his lips, with a smile that was not a smile, "Living like a madam without a name, like an abandoned wife, what's the difference compared to a slave?"

The word "abandoned woman" really pierced my heart, Ulanara's body swayed, and she almost couldn't stand upright. She closed her eyes to stabilize her figure, and said bitterly: "But he asked you to come and see me laughing?"

"A joke?" The fox glanced, and said leisurely: "Murdering the emperor's heir, being selfish, cutting off curses." He lowered his head and straightened the cloud pattern cuffs, and sneered: "Madam is a joke when she is alive, why do I need someone to come?" see?"

Ulanara felt that the words were extremely harsh, she clenched her palms, tried her best to maintain her flattery, and said in a deep voice, "What are you here for?"

Jin Zhong chuckled, "I'm here to report the funeral for my wife."

"What..." She was shocked but also sad, "Could it be that the emperor..."

"Tut tsk tsk." Jinzhong shook his head, "It turns out that Madam only has the emperor in her heart, and she doesn't care about other close relatives." Seeing that Ulanara's face was pale, he said slowly: "Madam's parents passed away one after another last month. gone."

Uranara felt chills all over her body, and her mind went blank. Her voice was like a chill, trembling slightly: "They... have gone?"

His voice was soft and slow, but his words were like a knife, "Cheng Enhou was imprisoned because of his corruption of ink. He was left alone in the prison because of his old illness and no one to take care of him. The emperor has stripped him of his title. His descendants will never be employed."

Ulanara's heart sank little by little, she could almost imagine the tragedy at home, "Ama..."

"Poor thing." Jin Zhong raised his sword eyebrows slightly, with a smile that was not a smile, "A well-behaved Marquis of Cheng En, died in prison at the end of the night. Even the old lady, who was detained for several days, was shocked and frightened, I was sick all over, and I went to the Huotou Temple in the suburbs of the city, because of the strong wind at night, dizziness and bone pain, and I went there in less than three days. Tsk tsk tsk, there is no one to take care of me. And the twelfth elder brother, He was cowardly since he was young, but because of this matter, he went to the imperial court to beg on his own, violated the power of heaven, and was reprimanded by the emperor in front of all the officials, tsk tsk, he really lost his face, I am afraid that there will be no chance of heirs in this life."

Ulanara has collapsed to the ground.

Jin Zhong still refused to let go, and his voice was like a ghost: "The emperor issued an order that the family of criminal officials is not allowed to delay medical treatment. Guess how long your brothers can last in prison?"

Ulanara stared bitterly at the far palace wall, "It's because I don't know people clearly, and I spent half my life wrong!" As he spoke, he struggled to get up from the ground, and was about to hit the wall.

The palace servants had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and had already pinned him down. Ulanara's hair was disheveled, his face was ferocious, and he wailed bitterly: "Your Majesty! You have caused me so much suffering!"

Jinzhong had her tied up, and said in a cold voice, "Treat her like Keliette."

A few people took the order, and poured the medicine juice after taking it.

Ulanara struggled for a while, but finally stopped moving.

Jinzhong walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, and said in a low voice: "This medicine is taken three times a day, don't slack off, I want her to live for three months."

In Yongshou Palace, Wei Yanwan was sleeping on the beauty's couch, and there was an unfinished embroidery pattern on the tables beside her. The sunlight shone on her cheeks, making her complexion like jade fat.

Jinzhong put his hand on her face and stroked it gently.

Unexpectedly, Wei Yanwan woke up faintly, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with steam, she frowned and looked at him, and whispered: "You are here."

Jinzhong paused with his fingertips and smiled: "Yes, I'm back."

He went round and round, reincarnated for a lifetime, and finally returned to her side.

The summer sun is scorching hot, and the capital has not rained for a long time.

Wei Yanwan knelt on the ground, feeling uneasy.She is approaching her age, and although she is still beautiful, she is no longer new. In recent years, there have been many new favorites of the emperor, and she has long been an old person in the harem.

"Yongyan is a good boy." The emperor smiled peacefully as he looked at the beautiful woman kneeling in front of him, "You, what are you afraid of?"

"The concubine knows." Wei Yanwan kowtowed her head, "but he is neither the first son nor the eldest son. If the emperor loves him, he will be named Prince of Baylor and let him have a place to go. This crown prince...he can't afford it. I beg the emperor Mingjian."

The emperor coughed and said in a deep voice, "Imperial Concubine, I didn't come to discuss with you."

Seeing this, Jinzhong hurriedly winked at her to subdue her first, but Wei Yanwan ignored his gesture for the first time and insisted: "Your Majesty, Yan'er's qualifications are mediocre..."

"Presumptuous!" The emperor interrupted her, and Wei Yanwan was startled, "What do you think this is? This is a state matter! I have made up my mind. If you say more, it will be the harem meddling in politics. Imperial concubine, you are confused now ?”

Wei Yanwan knew that this matter could not be changed, so she kowtowed again, and said softly: "It's my concubine who is confused, I beg the emperor to forgive me."

The emperor helped her up, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? Yongyan is neither a heir nor an elder, but a talented person. Besides, it's easy with this background." He said holding her pair of catkins, "Isn't it the queen?" position?"

Wei Yanwan only felt that her palms were cold, and she had vaguely foreseen her own future. She forced a smile and said in a low voice: "Chen Qie...understood."

The emperor laughed and walked away.

It was night, slightly cold.

Wei Yanwan sat in front of the window, stitch by stitch, embroidering a picture of two swallows piercing willows, and did not say a word until Jin Zhong approached.

Jin Zhong squatted beside her, quietly accompanying her.

She didn't raise her head until the pair of swallows were embroidered, and smiled at Jin Zhong, "This is for you, don't snatch it away like last time. After two days, I'll finish it and send it to you." go."

Jin Zhong recalled that square handkerchief. He took it by force to amuse her that day. At that time, he only cared about his own happiness. He never used it, let alone returned it to her. The embroidered picture on the handkerchief was double Yan wears willow, but because he snatched it halfway, he couldn't finish the embroidery.Now that the handkerchief is still there, the world has changed, and I couldn't help feeling a pain in my heart, holding her hand holding the embroidered picture, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay..."

Wei Yanwan smiled and said, "Look at you, why are you crying..." She stretched out her hand to wipe it for him, but she didn't realize that her vision was blurred. Wei Yanwan couldn't find the towel for a while, so she wiped the unfinished embroidery in her hand. Suddenly he laughed again: "I'm confused again, I got dirty, and I have to embroider with you again."

Jin Zhong held back his tears, and said in a low voice: "Don't...do this to hurt your eyes, you don't need to embroider any more..."

Wei Yanwan simply put the embroidered picture aside, buried her body in his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "I just want to leave you a thought..."

Both she and he understood what the so-called "empress seal" meant.She was born in a Han nationality, her family background was not obvious, so it was impossible for her to be formally conferred as queen, and the emperor wanted to establish Yongyan as his heir, so she would have to lift her position.

On the ninth day of the eighth month, the imperial concubine died of illness, and she was crowned Empress Xiaoyichun, and the fifteenth elder brother was appointed as the crown prince.Next year, Shangchan is located in the crown prince.Another three years later, the Supreme Emperor died.

Dynasties changed, and all the old people in the palace were dismissed and returned home. Jin Zhong, the former head of the respect room, asked himself to guard the mausoleum, and he was approved.

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and Yuling is already lush.

A carriage stopped at the foot of the steps, and the guard stepped forward to inquire.

The servant seemed to take out something, and shook it at the guard, the guard stepped aside, and all the servants