Huanzhu's love life

When Fujin came to his senses, he would immediately go to the palace to visit Concubine Ling.

Qing'er chatted with several women, such as "It's getting late today, the palace gate is about to be locked", "Leaving after a hasty meeting, it can't comfort the heart of the imperial concubine Ling. Why don't you go tomorrow morning."

After talking like this for a long time, Fujin was stopped.

In the early morning of the second day, Fujin entered the palace with swollen eyes.

Seeing Concubine Ling, she also looked like she hadn't slept all night, her eyes were bloodshot.

Fujin was heartbroken and remorseful, fell on his knees, and cried, "Mother!"

Seeing this posture, the serving ladies all left in a hurry.

Lamei and Dongxue stayed outside with sullen faces, and no one was let in.

Concubine Ling still couldn't get out of bed, she lay on the bed, looked at Fujin wearily, and said: "Sister, get up quickly."

Fujin wiped his tears by himself, but he was still thinking about Concubine Ling, and said: "Although the empress is sad, she must exercise restraint, and she cannot cry during confinement."

The noble concubine smiled instead of sadness, and said: "I don't cry. But not for confinement."

Seeing Concubine Ling like this, Fujin was terrified, as if seeing a hysterical lunatic, everyone else was crying, but she was the only one who laughed.

Concubine Ling contemptuously said: "Sister, don't cry too. Have you forgotten all the things that happened to our sisters since childhood? Some things, the more you cry about them, the more you value them; The more you think highly of it, the more rampant it will be, and it will despise you and spoil you even more in the future."

Fujin didn't dare to talk to them, and only thought about their childhood.At that time, their parents, not to mention serving in the army, could not even find a decent job that could support themselves.

The family of them huddled together, listening to the greetings of the masters above every day, so that they dare not go east to west.

Concubine Ling said: "We are clothed warmly, fed enough, and have enough food and clothing, but we were doomed to be servants in the womb. I don't know much about the earlier things, but I have seen it with my own eyes since my grandfather's life." Yes. He is like an old donkey pulling a mill, blindfolded, turning the mill, and can’t make any progress for the rest of his life. When it comes to our father, it’s still the same.”

Concubine Ling said again: "Our whole family is slaves, we have exhausted ourselves for the rest of our lives, we can do nothing except give birth to a child and continue to grind for others, and we can't leave anything behind."

Fujin tentatively, with a soft voice, coaxing the imperial concubine Ling, said: "Not all the people around us are as lowly as you said, and, no matter what can be done, everyone is thinking about it. Walking down the street..."

Concubine Ling smiled and said: "Do you still remember, when I was young, a fortune teller came to my family and wanted to tell our family's fortune. I wanted to do it too, but the fortune teller refused to show it to me, and kept saying that the girl's family I’m not married, so I’m not interested in fortune-telling. I regretted something that day.”

Concubine Ling shook her head and smiled again: "Now, I'm a married woman, but I don't want to tell my fortune at all. Do you know why?"

Fujin still didn't dare to speak, so he could only shake his head.

Concubine Ling sneered and said, "I was born in a reincarnation, so I was given the surname 'Wei'. I don't need to calculate my fortune. I also know the fortune inherited from my grandparents and parents. I only hate my father and my father." Our father is worthless, while grinding the mill, he still fantasizes about that carrot."

Fujin tentatively said: "But the empress has caught that carrot now."

Concubine Ling raised her eyebrows and said: "If I catch it, I won't be what I am today. I just caught a shadow. Yes, it just made me seize that opportunity. But it didn't fall from the sky! These dozen or so Over the past year, how many times have I been stared at and bullied openly and secretly, and how many times have I listened to good and bad words."

Concubine Ling calmed down her fluctuating breathing, and then continued: "All of these can be counted. I understand that I have robbed people of their mouths, and I deserve to suffer those poor treatment. But fate treats me really well. Is it fair? It is said that I should be thankful for climbing here as a slave, but how much effort I have spent..."

Speaking of this, Concubine Ling choked on her own saliva and coughed dryly.

Fujin hurriedly poured a glass of water for Concubine Ling.

When a glass of water was poured down, it seemed that even Ling Guifei's resentment and anger were wiped out.

Ling Guifei smiled bitterly and said: "Last night when I was alone, I suddenly realized that I had fallen into a trap of fate without knowing when. That trap was like digging it myself. Same. Every time my position in the harem is promoted, and every time I have a little hope for a little elder brother in my heart, it means that I have shoveled a handful of dirt in that trap. The more I think about it, the bigger the trap is. The harder I try to get closer to that goal, the farther away I am from that goal, and the more I find that things are counterproductive. It was like this when I was fourteen, but it is still like this when I am fifteen. Here comes an irony of life."

Concubine Ling said again: "The moment I figured out this truth last night, I felt like I was thrown out of this cold world. Any hope of eternal life and bright future are all self-deceiving nonsense."

So Concubine Ling smiled at Fujin again, and said mischievously: "Life is so absurd. There is no reason for fate, it is a lunatic. It wants me to cry, but I smile instead. No matter how much it torments me, I will never look down on it. What's so great about me, I'm just a little ant, and it's worth nothing to die. If I can't even bear this blow, then I will die at this moment, and I will never have the face to see those of us who suffer and suffer. Ancestors who are still looked down upon."

Fujin didn't understand what Concubine Ling said.

Just now it is foolish for the imperial concubine to say "hope will last forever", but if hope is false or non-existent, what beliefs can Fulun, Erkang, including Fujin himself, rely on to keep going?

Fujin had a vague feeling that for Concubine Ling, this "hope" was reduced to the same kind of thing as the "carrot" of his grandparents.

Fu Lun Fujin no longer had the courage to let himself continue thinking deeply.

Fujin had no choice but to make the imperial concubine feel depressed and depressed, so he grabbed himself to vent his anger.

She somewhat understands the sulking in the imperial concubine's heart.

Over the years, the concubines in the palace and the wives outside the palace have all been respectful and respectful in front of her sisters, as if honey had been smeared on their lips.But behind their backs they scolded their sisters for their humble origins.

Yanxi Palace and Fulun, if they were inconsiderate in handling any matter, they would indiscriminately blame it on their humble backgrounds.

It's rare that the imperial concubine and Fu Lun can survive until today, welcoming people with smiles every day, and rarely complaining.They swallowed insults and grievances that others could not bear.

Thinking of this, Fujin's feelings for his sister and husband deepened.

A few days later, news came from Chengde that the Seventh Princess of Concubine Ling had been canonized as Princess Gu Lun and Princess Jing, and that she would stay in the capital after marriage.

Fu Lun Fujin felt at ease, thinking that Qianlong really still missed the old love, and did not forget Concubine Ling.

She rushed into the palace to visit Concubine Ling, trying to make her happy.

Unexpectedly, when Fujin went to the Palace of Yanxi Palace and took a look, the imperial concubine was sitting up with a calm expression and eating tonics.

Seeing that it was Fujin who came, the noble concubine raised her head and said with a smile: "I don't like the taste of these, so I won't let my sister."

Fujin wanted to ask something, but he didn't dare to ask.

Concubine Ling saw through her thoughts, and said with a smile: "I have to take care of my body quickly, and in a month, I will go to Chengde Li Palace to accompany me."

Fujin felt a pain in his heart.But she dared not and could not persuade the concubine to cherish her body.Because Concubine Ling has no room for "a long future".

Concubine Ling had already passed her 36th birthday, and she would be 37 in the blink of an eye.Seeing that there is almost no chance of having another child.

The current situation in the harem is no better than when Concubine Ling was just pregnant.The beauty of Concubine Rong has spread throughout the capital, and the new beauty who entered the palace is also very favored.But this year, the queen somehow became enlightened, not only stopped being jealous, but also arranged new and old people for Qianlong from time to time.

When the autumn wind was bleak last year, the imperial concubine was pregnant with a child. Although the wind and sand were heavy and the weather was cold, the sisters were full of hope and had no sense of death; now it is May, the sun is like fire, The trees are full of shade, but she only sees a vast expanse in her eyes.

An opera is being performed in Qingyin Pavilion of Chengde Li Palace.

Taking advantage of Princess Jia's birthday, the Empress Dowager performed the play for three days in a row.

On the second day, that is, on the day of Princess Hejia's birthday, Qianlong also came to Qingyin Pavilion to watch a play.Everyone is very happy.

Qianlong lost his fifteenth elder brother, so he was naturally depressed for a few days.

But on the one hand, he has never seen this son; on the other hand, in this day and age, the death of a child is unavoidable. He has experienced it several times since his youth, and there have been two more painful experiences than this one; Three, Ling Guifei's fourteenth elder brother didn't take care of her, maybe she didn't have a son; four, the fifth elder brother was promising and reliable.

And now, Fukang'an has also arrived in Chengde.

Little Swallow only saw the play when she first came to Chengde Palace.

She couldn't understand the performance of Kunqu Opera, and she was impatient. Every time she heard the babbling of the instruments for a long time, there was still no human voice, and only a few actors were shaking their heads and tails on the stage, but they didn't open their mouths. Go up and press fast forward.

Qianlong seemed to understand this quite well, but unfortunately he didn't have so much free time, so he didn't have much time to watch it often.

The Empress Dowager led the female relatives to play this often, not in a hurry, and sang a story for several days.

Little Yanzi didn't go and no one noticed, so she often slipped away.

But on this day, she dressed up beautifully and went to the big theater.

Ziwei made fun of her and said, "You have seized the opportunity."

Little Yanzi proudly said: "Of course."

Today is "The Story of the Purple Hairpin".

Fu Long'an is Princess Hejia's brother-in-law, so he will naturally be present.He was originally sitting in the outer room, but the Empress Dowager said, her children have known each other since they were young, why bother to be heretics, let Fu Longan come in, and sit with Princess Shou Xing to watch a play.

The fifth elder brother, who had just finished the funeral of the fifteenth elder brother, also appeared in the theater building. He sat next to Qianlong and the empress dowager.

Ziwei, the seventh princess and the ninth princess are together with the queen.

Seeing Ziwei coming again, Rong Momo smiled and said, "Little Yanzi plays truant again."

Ziwei smiled and said: "The weather is fine today, maybe Little Swallow will come to play tricks."

Little Yanzi pretended to be unbearably hot, and didn't go in when she stood outside. Seeing that everyone was sitting still, she pleaded guilty and looked around for Fu Kang'an's shadow.

Fukang'an couldn't be found anywhere, but Fukang'an found her instead.

Fukang'an took the little swallow and went straight in from the backstage, all the way up to the second floor.

The little swallow ran so fast that her heart was pounding.Running upstairs, poked his head and looked out first, it turned out that they were right on top of the group of people.

Fukang'an said: "It's hot here, no one wants to come here. But you can see it better than below."

Little Yanzi smirked at first, then woke up and complained: "I don't want to watch a play."

Fukang An said: "You don't even want to sing "The Story of the Purple Hairpin"?"

Little Swallow made a "cut", picked up the handkerchief, held it in both hands, first made a charming gesture that is common on the stage, then waved the handkerchief, changed his facial features, rolled his eyes, and said bluntly: "Li Jun, Li Your Majesty, now I will die forever~!"

Fukang'an laughed heartily, and said straightly: "Huo Xiaoyu doesn't have that word."

Little Yanzi said stubbornly: "My Huo Xiaoyu has this word."

After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes and said with a ghostly smile: "Since you said no, then sing me Huo Xiaoyu's lyrics."

Fu Kang'an laughed and said, "I can sing Huo Xiaoyu well, but I'm afraid you can't sing Li Yi."

Little Swallow said: "Hmph, look down on me. Listen, 'It turns out that the flowers are blooming everywhere, but they are all ruined like this. What a beautiful day, what a beautiful day, who's house is a pleasure to enjoy.'"

Fu Kang'an covered his face with a suppressed smile and complimented him: "You are too good. What a Li Yi, the little student below will not be able to mess around."

Little Swallow smiled and said, "Well, you Zhao Gao, you are calling a deer a horse. I don't know if this is "The Peony Pavilion", and this line is sung by a woman."

Fukang'an looked up and considered seriously, and said: "The female role of Peony Pavilion is really worth singing. The love doesn't know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper. The living can die, and the dead can live."

Little Swallow said: "'Love doesn't know where it started, it goes deep', this is true, it can happen to anyone at any time and place, but for some reason, many people don't believe it. As for 'the living can die, the dead can die' It can also be born', but it is very fake, it is a pity that everyone is moved by this."

Fu Kang'an said unconvinced: "So many dramas are nonsense that can only rhyme. It's rare that there is a sentence that moves people. You are still picky."

Little Yanzi said harshly: "Soldiers and soldiers have to sacrifice their lives for the country, why bother to talk about life and death."

Fukang'an was choked up, so he simply pulled Little Yanzi over and kissed her on the eyebrows.

Little Yanzi's face flushed suddenly, wishing to lower her head downstairs, but also feeling unwilling to admit defeat, she bit her lip and raised her face, raised her feet, straightened her arms, and hooked Fukang'an's neck, waiting to continue , only heard a thud on the stairs, Little Swallow couldn't do bad things, so he could only hug Fukang'an and lay down.

Fukang'an couldn't help laughing, and the little swallow was so angry that he didn't dare to make a sound, so he had to bite his teeth against each other.

After a while, there was no movement outside again.

Little Yanzi scolded angrily: "I stole your chicken and touched your dog."

Fukang'an spread his hands and said, "Then take it in broad daylight."

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