My palm print is a bit flirtatious

Concubine Shun's death happened strangely, the late emperor had no other heirs, only concubine Shun's son was the most suitable age and talent.If the future is too great, Concubine Shun should be promoted to the empress dowager, but now she ascends to heaven in the middle of the night in a daze, and everyone will naturally complain in their hearts.

In the middle of the night, the bell in Fengxian Hall rang three times. Daying had a saying that the bell should ring at night when a person dies, and the soul can only be buried in the earth when it returns.

The cause of Emperor Daxing's death is not known outside, it is only said that he died suddenly in a hurry, but when the little eunuch of Qianqing Palace went in to serve at dawn, he was already completely cold.

Ruan Lanye called the imperial physician. The imperial physician diagnosed and treated it as hot flashes, diarrhea, and suffocation of spleen yang. This symptom has not lasted for a day or two. It happened once in the beginning of spring, and he vomited and diarrhea. He has been recuperating for more than a month.Now that things are getting worse, it's useless to be persuaded by others. In the final analysis, it's because of excessive indulgence that the body was hollowed out and it didn't hold up all of a sudden.

It's a strange thing to say, Daying was founded more than 100 years ago, and it was considered benevolent and virtuous at the time when the emperor Gaozu was born, and the later ancestors were not very troubled.Take Renzong as an example, he has not been in court for many years, and he is obsessed with alchemy and immortality all day long. He almost doesn't even have a successor to the great line, and in the future it will be worse than the next generation.

Ruan Lanye turned and went into the left door, followed by an eunuch wearing the uniform of an eunuch with a blue collar, trotting all the way behind him, panting: "Godfather, Your Highness is making a fuss in Qixiang Palace, the scum is gone!" Broken face, a group of slaves are kneeling in the hall, my son has nothing to do..."

"What are you eating!" Ruan Lanye was furious, "Your Highness is young and ignorant, are all the people here dead?"

His Royal Highness is the son of Concubine Shun, his real name is Sima Yu, and he is also the most important successor. If everything follows the regulations, he should be the one who will ascend to the throne tomorrow.Now that everything inside and outside the palace is in chaos, if something happens at this juncture, everyone will die!

Fu Shun hurriedly bowed his waist and said damn it, and took advantage of the opportunity to step forward, but he stopped him.

There are prominent eunuchs in the palace, and there is a custom of Zuoxing to accept godsons. Ruan Lanye also has a godson who was sneaked out of the imperial horse prison years ago. He is clever and loves flattering. .It's not for anything else, according to his power, what kind of order he wants, and the survival in the palace must always be in accordance with the time, so he should be kept by his side like a cat or dog, just for fun.

Entering the Fengxian Hall sideways, white flags fluttered inside, and the Buddhist scriptures burst out. The body of Emperor Zi Shigao had already been carried into the Fengxian Hall.The Supervisor of Ceremonies was in charge of all affairs in the palace. When Emperor Gao passed away, all the big and small matters in the palace had to be dealt with by the Supervisor of Ceremonies himself. Naturally, Ruan Lanye was very busy.

Fu Shun drooped his head, and wanted to go forward to answer, but he raised his hand to stop him: "Find someone to look after the other side of Qixiang Palace, if something happens, you won't live until dawn, and our house can't move your feet." , Qixiang Palace will be handed over to you and Yang Ping."

"It's godfather, son understands." Fu Shun just turned around, took two steps and then came back, "Godfather, the master at the other end of the Luan Palace is awake, what do you plan to do?"

Ruan Lanye just remembered that it was Chu Jinyu who was talking about it. She paused, raised her chin slightly and laughed, "I thought I couldn't survive, but I'm a lucky man. Didn't there be a saying 'big disaster' If you don't die, you will have future blessings, don't you know if you can have this kind of luck in the future?"

Fu Shun was a little confused, suspicious and bowed his head and dared not answer. Godfather always had a reason for doing things, never did business at a loss, and saving people from white silk strips was a great kindness.

It's just that Emperor Gao is gone, so what's the use of keeping Empress Gao?

"Let her live there for the time being, find an imperial doctor to go and have a look, and we can discuss it after finishing the Fengxian Hall." After finishing speaking, Fu Shun walked into the corridor without waiting for Fu Shun to reply. Floating on the soles of the feet, the sky suddenly changed at nightfall, and there was a light rain. This happened before the cleaning eunuch had time to take care of it. It was really unpredictable.

The cool breeze was blowing on the face, and there was a round of crying at night, and the sound of wailing came from the hall, listening to the heart-piercing crying, I don't know if it's the same thing?When Emperor Gao was alive, he didn't have any concubines that he loved very much. Only Sun Zhaoyi, who had only entered the palace in the past two years, was still favored.

Raise your hand to lift the curtain on the porch, your bare hand has clear bones, your little finger is slightly raised, against the curtain on the dark green twig pattern, there is a different style.

Ruan Lanye has always had this cold appearance, he treats everyone like this, and everyone in the palace knows it well, even though he is only an eunuch after all, his power should not be underestimated, and His Majesty also attaches great importance to it, he comes and goes, only as the throne People with high weight are probably a little different.

The coffin of Emperor Gao was placed in the main hall. The lid of the coffin was not closed, and the coffin could not be sealed until after the funeral.The concubines kneeling on the ground on both sides, these are the daughters of heroes who have not been buried, no matter what their status in the past, they will all be called concubines in the future.Those who have children live in the palace, and those who have no children will go to Tailing to guard the mausoleum.

Ruan Lanye sized up the main hall, her brows raised slightly, she couldn't tell whether it was joy or sorrow, and there was a sense of contempt for everything.

Sitting on the upper left is Concubine Zhou, the daughter of Duke Zhou.The person with the highest rank in the harem had been taking care of the harem until now. If Chu Jinyu hadn't entered the palace, she would have been the queen.

Covering his hands and stepping forward, Fu said: "Your Majesty, it's important to take care of yourself."

Concubine Zhou raised her hand to wipe her tears, opened her eyes to look at the person in front of her, there was no sadness in her eyes, as if the person who died was not her husband, but an irrelevant person.

In fact, who in this hall is sincere, and it is really sad to think about it. The Ninety-Five Lords of a country will not even have a sincere person to accompany him when he dies. Sure enough, it is useless not to die.

"You're here." She said calmly, stood up, Ruan Lanye hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and the two went to the side hall together, he raised his hand to lift the curtain for her, cautiously.

There is a place for people to rest in the side hall. At the moment, everyone is in the main hall. There is no one here. There is a ticking sound coming from outside the window. Drop by drop hits the edge of the window eaves, and the dense water vapor splashes on the face, which feels wet and greasy.

"You put down the people in the Zhongzheng Hall?"

Ruan Lanye naturally knew who she was referring to, she nodded and stepped forward and said: "It was discussed by the elders in the pavilion, and the minister is also acting according to orders."

Concubine Zhou groaned, as if she didn't quite believe what he said, she lifted her skirt and sat on the chair ring, and looked back at him, "I thought it was you who advocated it on your own, and that the idea of ​​burying the new empress came from the elders. Now they are the ones who are going to save them, isn't that just a self-inflicted joke?"

He pursed his lips and paused before saying: "Don't worry, empress, that one won't be able to do anything, now you are still in charge of the palace, and besides, there are ministers to help, what are you afraid of, empress?"

She smiled, like a sweet flower, took the teacup he brought over, took a sip and put it down, "I don't care about the title of Empress Dowager, it's just that someone is pressing on top of my head, so I'm naturally a little unhappy. "

This is not self-assertion, Concubine Zhou's family has real power, even the ministers in the court have to be courteous.Since she holds real power in her hands, she naturally doesn't care about those false titles.

"Your Majesty, what's your displeasure? Now that Concubine Shun is gone, the road ahead will be much easier, and I will leave the rest to the servants." He made a vow, and his loyalty was all shown on his face, but sometimes, The more inscrutable a person is, the least believable is what is revealed on the surface.

She listened to his flattering words, she was naturally pleased, and waved to her.

Ruan Lanye understood, bent down and lay between her knees, like a lap dog, didn't speak, and let the hands on top of her head fiddle with her.

The crooked cap was taken off, and fingers were stroking the hair. Only one copper hairpin held the three thousand strands of hair. With a slight twitch of the hands, the strands of hair poured down like a waterfall, resting on the knees, long and meandering. And to the ground.

Ruan Lanye has long been used to it. She has this special habit. As long as she wants to, a slave must always come forward to please her.

A voice came from the top of the head: "How many years have you followed me?"

"The minister entered the palace in the winter of the 13th year of Chengzhi, so it has been six years."

She sighed deeply, her thoughts drifted far away, listening to the sound of the rain outside the house, whispering his words, "Six years, six years..."