The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

It was already early winter, and the deep palace where the spring flowers were ruthlessly buried was much more bleak. Only in Fengyi Palace, the frost and winter plum blossoms in the courtyard were extremely beautiful, unwilling to fall into mud.

In the messy hall, the imperial concubine led the servants in the palace to kneel on the ground, and the empress sat in the front seat, squinting.

The attendants of Fengyi Palace were all trembling with fright, but the imperial concubine's face was calm and her eyes were not disturbed.

The empress looked at her, saw her face was like peach blossoms, and her wrists were like snow, she thought that it was this alluring appearance that caught the emperor's eyes, which made this girl uniquely favored for so many years, but she also became a thorn in the eyes of all concubines because of this. How many people have disfigured her and killed her.

But fortunately, after the imperial concubine gave birth to Fu Ji'an's son, she could not conceive a dragon fetus for decades, so the emperor had to favor others, which gave the imperial concubine a lot of breathing room.

It's just that no matter how much the emperor dotes on other concubines, it's just a matter of a moment. After going around and around, he will eventually come to Fengyi Palace, hold the hand of the imperial concubine, and call her affectionately: "My little Wan'er."

The Qingxu Yuehui will disappear, but it will exist forever and be indelible.

The hall was so quiet that needles could be heard. The red sandalwood box found by the palace people was placed on the desk. Inside the red sandalwood box lay a small black pill. He said a few words in the empress's ear.

"What?" The Empress was stunned, "Is this pill really effective?"

The imperial physician nodded: "I have absolutely no lies."

Just at this time, the voice of the eunuch announcing the emperor's arrival came from outside the hall, and the empress quickly got up and walked to meet him.

The emperor stepped into the palace with strides, looked around, and his eyes fell on the silent and kneeling concubine. He shook his sleeves and said angrily, "Queen, I ordered you to be in charge of the sixth palace. You should have shared my worries, The important task of maintaining the peace and tranquility of the harem, is this how you perform your duties?"

"The emperor calms down." The empress hurriedly said after saluting, "Some people in the palace said that they saw the imperial concubine hiding medicines outside the palace. Unidentified pills were found out, the harem is a clean place, how can there be any filth, please the emperor to see clearly."

"Medicine?" The emperor frowned, "What kind of medicine?"

"Look, Your Majesty." The empress pointed to the small pill in the red sandalwood box on the desk, "This is the medicine."

The emperor was puzzled, turned his head to look at the imperial concubine, and said in a softer voice: "Concubine, what kind of medicine is this? Is it some kind of medicine for healing? Don't worry, just speak carefully, and I will make the decision for you."

The imperial concubine shook her head calmly. Although she lowered her head, deep in her eyes was Ling Ran's aloofness, which was the spirit that had not been extinguished after living in the deep palace for many years.

"What do you mean by shaking your head? Why don't you speak?" The emperor didn't know why.

"Your Majesty." The empress said, "I dare not blame the imperial concubine lightly, and wondered if this medicine is just a tonic for strengthening the body and protecting the mind, so I called the imperial doctor to check it."

As the empress spoke, she winked at the imperial physician at the side.

The Imperial Physician hurriedly stepped forward, kowtowed and said, "My minister pays homage to the Emperor."

The emperor frowned, and asked annoyedly: "So what kind of medicine is this?"

The imperial doctor: "Return to the emperor, this medicine is made from an extremely rare soul-locking herb in the desert of the northeast border, women take it..." He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that only in this way could he muster up the courage to say the rest, "One grain can make it sterile for three years."

The inner hall of Fengyi Palace was silent for a moment, and the east wind howled and swept past, blowing away the cold plum blossoms in the courtyard, and pieces of remnant red fell to the cool snow.

The imperial concubine is the only one who is favored, but she has not conceived a dragon child for more than ten years.

After all, there is a reason for this matter.

The emperor was stunned, he looked at the silent concubine kneeling on the ground, and remembered the year when he first met her, the spring scenery of Jiuqu Mountain was as thick as wine, he was not wearing a dragon robe but only ordinary clothes, seeing her riding a horse galloping through the forest, Even brighter and brighter than the mountain deer.

She tightened the rein and reined in her horse to stop in front of his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

It was this smile that made him fall for the rest of his life.

He once asked her: "There are the most pleasing garden flowers and trees in the world in the imperial palace. I can take you in for a walk. Do you want to go?"

At that time, she didn't know that the person in front of her was the emperor, so she answered decisively and firmly: "No, what kind of palace is obviously a place where people are trapped. The tall red wall is like a coffin to a woman. I, Mu Qingwan, must be free in this life. Freedom, I don't want any glory and wealth, I just want to roam the world and make friends all over the world!"

But she later entered the palace.

Because he can't let go of her.

He is the emperor, how simple and easy it is to trap a woman.

Companionship in the palace for decades, he tried his best to spoil her and make up for her, and she never talked about wandering around the world in front of him, and she always smiled at him.

He thought she had forgiven him.

But today, he just knew.

She laughs, just because she loves to laugh.

I don't know how long the Fengyi Palace has been quiet, the emperor spoke slowly, his voice could not hear joy or worry: "You all go out, I have something to say to the noble concubine alone."

Not long after, all the people in the inner hall withdrew, leaving only the emperor and the imperial concubine in the huge Fengyi Palace.

The emperor's eyes fell on the noble concubine, he gritted his teeth angrily, finally couldn't bear to see her suffer, and felt sorry for her first: "Get up, don't kneel, your body is precious, kneeling like this will hurt your knees."

The imperial concubine said calmly: "The concubine is guilty, and she is willing to be punished."

The emperor didn't answer, and asked, "Who gave you this medicine?"

The imperial concubine asked back: "Your Majesty, is this question really important?"

The emperor: "You really have always hated me, hated that I didn't want to let you go back then."

The imperial concubine said calmly: "Your Majesty, I don't hate you. I know how well you treat me."

The emperor suddenly became violent, and the years of wishful thinking and pleading that were not allowed were suddenly revealed, blatantly placed on the bright side, tearing his last face: "If you don't hate me, why do you want to take this medicine, why don't you want to be with me?" I share the family happiness with my children and grandchildren around my knees!"

The emperor's face changed suddenly, because the fury of thunder made people extremely frightened, but the imperial concubine was still calm as usual, she said softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine is just a child who doesn't want to be a concubine, and she is also trapped in this cold palace."

"Sleepy? Where is the sleepiness?!" The emperor walked up to the imperial concubine in a few steps, knelt down and held her arms with both hands, and asked unwillingly, "You and my children, I will pamper them well." , put all your heart and soul into pampering, look at Ji An, did I treat him the slightest bit badly? After so many years, you can't try to like and admire me, even a little bit?"

The noble concubine's eyes that were originally as agile as deer are now full of sadness, she smiled: "Your Majesty, this concubine has changed from Mu Qingwan to a noble concubine for you, please forgive me for not being able to do more for you .”

In Fengyi Palace, the bright yellow dragon robe and the crimson Chinese robe overlapped because of their kneeling posture, the emperor slowly withdrew his hand holding her arm, his head drooped and his body trembled slightly, as if he was laughing but more like crying However, when he raised his head and stood up, there were no tears in his eyes. The emperor hid the desolation in his eyes, walked away from Fengyi Palace, and said coldly to the queen standing outside the palace: "The imperial concubine has privately stored medicines outside the palace. Selfishness violates women's morality, and she is punished to be imprisoned in a cold palace and face the wall to think about her mistakes. Without my will, the confinement cannot be lifted."

Misfortunes are subtle and never come singly.

The story of the noble concubine in the palace has not yet spread, and outside the capital city, Mu Zhiming rushed to the Duke of Yan's mansion when the night was quiet and the moon and stars were thin.