Rebirth · Mausoleum

"Greetings to Queen Mother."

"Get up." The queen mother stopped chanting and asked the emperor to sit opposite her, "After the Ai family heard that Concubine Mu passed away, you gave the sixth elder brother to Concubine Yao."

"Yes. My son thinks that the best friend in the palace with Concubine Mu is Concubine Yao. She has a good temper and raises her children well. Besides, the children of Concubine Mu and I have suffered many times. We should find someone who can protect Hongxu. "Yongzheng patted his knees, and said with some regret, "I am just afraid that if I give her the prince, the rare cleanness of the harem will be gone in the future."

The queen mother glanced at the emperor, "You have done a good job in this matter. What is needed in the harem is balance. Only when the harem is balanced can you concentrate on watching the front court."

"What the Queen Mother said is true."

"By the way, do you know about Concubine Xi's horoscope."

Yongzheng hesitated for a while, "You can't believe everything about astrology."

The Empress Dowager snorted coldly, "Concubine Mu usually has a stable fetus, but this time both mother and daughter died, there must be some astrological reason. Fortunately, Concubine Yao's mother and daughter were hard-fated at the beginning, so they can be safe."

"Emperor Niang said that my son will let Concubine Xi live in peace before going out." Yongzheng got up a little cautiously, "I agreed to go to Concubine Xi's for lunch yesterday, so my son will leave first."

"Go."

Zhu Xi looked at the empress dowager's complexion, and said, "Didn't the empress dowager say that the emperor did a good job, why are you unhappy?"

"It's not easy for the emperor to want a clean place? Look at Concubine Duan, Xingui, which one is not a clean place."

"But Concubine Yao is young, and being young naturally has the advantages of being young." Zhu Xi reassured.

"Hmph, she doesn't have a good family, and she is not unknown. She can sit on the imperial concubine position. Apart from having two princesses, I am afraid that the emperor really likes her twice." It’s not enough to like Concubine Xi better than Concubine Xi. It’s not that Ai’s family is taboo, Concubine Xi has restrained Concubine Mu, and the Emperor still favors her so much, and let Zhen’s family enter the palace. I really failed that child Miaoqing.”

"Sister Xin."

Xin Gui hurriedly wiped away her tears and bowed, "Wan An, Concubine Yao."

"Sister, you don't need to be too polite." An Lingrong supported Xin Gui, "I just sent Miao Qing off, I'm afraid the only one who is as sad as Bengong is Sister Xin."

"The concubine is just a noble person, how dare she call her a sister." The nobleman looked mournful, "It's just that the concubine has stayed in the palace for a long time, watching Concubine Mu enter the palace, watching her walk step by step Today. In fact, it is not easy for her. Her heart is in the palace, and she is already a rare sincerity. It is a pity that such a person..."

"What my sister said is true." An Lingrong tried to smile, "Miaoqing has a heart for the emperor, so she blindly gave everything to the emperor. She recognized me as a sister, and no matter what I said or did, she would trust me blindly. Yes I didn't protect her well."

"Your Majesty's words are wrong. If there is no Majesty, I'm afraid Concubine Mu will disappear in the palace without a sound. Besides, Concubine Mu's death is really unexpected."

"Accident?" An Lingrong raised the corner of his mouth, "There is no real accident in the palace."

"What do you mean, madam?"

"Sister, if you can trust Miaoqing's vision of seeing people, then trust me. Miaoqing's death and the death of her unborn child are not accidental."

"Today is the day for Sister Mu Concubine's funeral, so I want to express my condolences."

"I'm a little sad after all, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of it for the rest of my life." An Lingrong was melancholy immersed in those prettiest eyes on weekdays, "Sister Jin has been in the palace for many years, and I heard from Doctor Jiang that you have been taking care of your body."

"Yes, my concubine is really envious of my sisters having sons and half daughters." Fucha Chenling said cautiously when he saw An Lingrong mentioning it.

An Lingrong still saw longing in Fucha Chenling's eyes, "There is nothing impossible in this world, it just depends on whether you are willing to seize the opportunity."

Fucha Chenling was excited, Sun Miaoqing died, concubine Yao is going to help her instead, but her face is still calm and composed, "Please give me some pointers."

"I have always been good at mixing fragrances. Some fragrances are good, so they will naturally help you." An Lingrong took out a small box, opened it, and there was a small piece of spice in the box, exuding an inexplicable and alluring aroma. The fragrance is exactly the spice used by An Lingrong in the previous life to retain the emperor. "This fragrance can be blended into other fragrances at will. It has no peculiar smell. It only works when men and women are happy, and others will never find it. And This fragrance does not harm the body of those who are happy."

Fucha Chenling's expression changed, only to hear An Lingrong continue, "I know that my sister's mind has never been on favor but on whether she can have an heir. If my sister agrees, I will take this. Even if my sister uses it, As long as the disposal is clean, the younger sister has no half of the blame in the elder sister's hands. If the younger sister refuses to agree, it will be just as if she has never seen this thing, and the elder sister will also dispose of this thing."

This temptation is too great, Fu Chachen has been in the palace for many years, although the grace has been flowing, but it is not much, and the appearance is only a matter of these few years, when the new wave of women enter the palace, there will be nothing about her.She wholeheartedly wanted to find a way out for herself, and the child would be her best way out.

"Is it true that no one will find out and there will be no bodily harm?"

"Yes."

Fucha Chenling took a deep breath before he could bear the thought of taking the spice, "What do you want my concubine to do."

"Bengong is right that you are a smart person." An Lingrong looked at the north through the palace wall of Yanxi Palace, "Bengong wants you to help me check some things."

"Is that all?"

"That's all."

"Okay." Fucha Chenling took the box of honey incense.

"I will ask Jiang Cheng to change the prescription of the anti-abortion medicine for you, which will complement this fragrance. By the way, I will arrange an opportunity for you to make my sister's wish come true as soon as possible."

After Fucha Chenling left, An Lingrong got up and went to the side hall, where Hong Xu was drawing something with his head propped up.

An Lingrong walked to Hong Xu's side, "Xu'er moved here today, is she still used to Mrs. An's place?"

Hong Xu heard An Lingrong's voice, put down his pen, stood on a large chair, hugged An Lingrong, "Ms. An's place is very good. It's better than Chuxiu Palace."

An Lingrong stroked Hongxu's head, and saw a crooked portrait of a woman drawn on the paper, "Who is Xu'er painting?"

Hong Xu was still hugging An Lingrong, his voice tinged with tears, "I'm drawing a portrait of Erniang, but I can't draw it well."

Mentioning Sun Miaoqing, An Lingrong felt a pain in his heart, "Xu'er is only four years old, it's not uncommon for her to draw pictures that don't look good."

"Xu'er is afraid that she will be able to draw in the future, but she has already forgotten Erniang's face and can't draw it. But now Xu'er finds that even if Xuer remembers, she still can't draw Erniang's face."

"Good boy, Mrs. An asked the artist to draw a picture of your mother, please. This way Xu'er will not forget your mother in the future." An Lingrong said softly.

"Okay!" Hong Xu smelled An Lingrong's familiar fragrance in An Lingrong's arms, "Miss An, they said that I'm already the child of Madam An. Should I call you Erniang instead?"

"In front of outsiders, because of the rules, you have to call Mrs. An Erniang. In private, if you want to call Mrs. An Erniang, you can call her Erniang, and if you want to call Mrs. An, you can call her Mrs. An."

for a while,

"Xu'er won't be able to change it for a while. Yes, can I still be called Lady An?"

An Lingrong could imagine Hong Xu saying this carefully in her arms, feeling sore in his heart, and said, "Naturally. No matter what Hong Xu calls Lady An, Lady An will treat Xu'er as well as Lady An can. "

"In the past few days, rumors have been circulating that Concubine Rong's younger brother is seeking personal gain and fighting outside, and even reported that his own sister is the emperor's favorite concubine. The emperor was furious, and blamed Concubine Rong's Ama godson for not being good at official positions. , downgraded to rank three."

An Lingrong fiddled with the newly made incense in the censer twice to let the fragrance spread out, "Concubine Rong has been out of favor for a while, I'm afraid she is very anxious now, trying to find a way to quench the emperor's anger."

"What could be easier than regaining favor." Concubine Duan sipped the premium Junshan Silver Needle from Anlingrong with the tea brewed in old water last year.

"No, I heard people say that these days she is always practicing Bingxi in a place where no one is around, and the Bingxi she practiced is somewhat similar to Jinghong Dance." An Lingrong took the chrysanthemum and dipped it in rose juice handkerchief, wiped his hands carefully.Fang Chunyi unexpectedly embarked on the road of ice play just like her in the previous life.

"Since she entered the palace, she has been unable to get rid of this frightening dance." Concubine Duan took another sip of tea slowly, the tea from Concubine Yao's place is really good tea, "But I'm afraid this ice play is not so easy to practice."

"That's right, most of Bingxi's skills are childish skills, but it's much harder than her last water dance." An Lingrong walked to the seat opposite Concubine Duan, "A few days ago, the Tai Hospital didn't even say that she was because of Passed out on a diet."

"What she does is because she doesn't care about her body. That's right, she can't have children anymore, and I'm afraid she doesn't care about her body anymore." Concubine Duan carefully looked at An Lingrong's indifferent expression, "But sister Since Concubine Mu passed away, the emperor came to my sister's place five times, twice to Mr. Jin's next door, and once to Mrs. Lan's. My sister was not like this before."

"I'm already the mother-in-law of two princesses and an elder brother, so I don't need too much favor." An Lingrong smiled, "Besides, the queen mother said that the most important thing for the emperor is to be exposed to rain and dew. I might as well kill two birds with one stone."

Concubine Duan also laughed, "I think my younger sister is not killing two birds with one stone, but killing three birds with one stone. In the past, my younger sister was comparable to Concubine Xi's favor, but now, only Concubine Xi is left to share nearly half of the favor. But it's all on Concubine Xi."

"She is the daughter of a sinful minister. In the harem, she is only with three concubines, Concubine Jing, Concubine Hui, and Ning Guiren, who don't care about favors. The child is still young, so naturally she has to firmly grasp the emperor's favor to support her side."

"Sister is still the same as before, silently counting everything in."

"Isn't my sister the same as before, seeing everything through a pair of wise eyes?"

"It's just that my sister never cared so much about Concubine Xi in the past, but my sister can't understand it."

An Lingrong poured herself a cup of tea, and the hot mist filled her eyes, making it hard to see her expression clearly, "I just didn't want to be with her, but now she is sorry for me first, so I naturally want to repay her." Give it back."

In the twelfth lunar month, Mrs. Jin received the good news that she was pregnant for one month. The emperor was overjoyed. Because Mrs. Jin had been in the palace for many years, she was immediately promoted to Concubine Jin. Palace of Fortune.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Jin is also pregnant."

"She has been in the palace for many years, isn't it common for her to be pregnant?"

"But the last time the empress didn't mean Concubine Yao and the others..." Noble Qi didn't understand.

"Then I ask you, can you get in on Concubine Yao now?" The queen raised her eyebrows.

"Confessions are useless." Qi nobleman lowered his head.

"So I arranged the pregnant Concubine Jin in the Yanxi Palace before she gave birth. It has nothing to do with us. Concubine Yao is too busy taking care of Concubine Jin. Good life. I also said that Concubine Xi is only temporarily safe. These days, the emperor doesn't care much about Concubine Xi's celestial phenomena, and still favors Concubine Xi. Taking advantage of Concubine Xi's decline, let's tear down a simple one. It's good too."

"This pill is very effective. Your Majesty has indeed lost a lot of weight these days. However, this medicine is too powerful. My Majesty's body..." Ying'er persuaded.

"Bengong's body?" Fang Chunyi played with Xijiwan, "What do I need my body for? From the moment Hongyuan was born, what is the difference between this body of Bengong and a crippled one?"

"My lady..."

"Look at my father urging me in with letters from home, but he didn't ask me about my situation at all. I should have seen through when my father was willing to let me enter the palace at the age of 14. I didn't live for myself in the first place. "Fang Chunyi put down the Xiji Pill, "Speaking of which, the empress has fulfilled my wish."

The Eight Banners Ice Show on New Year's Eve was as good as in previous years, and it was also as boring as previous years.

The empress sat on the left side of the emperor, followed by Concubine Yao, Concubine Duan, and Concubine Jin.Concubine Jing is sitting on the right side of the emperor, followed by Concubine Xi and Concubine Hui.The rest of the concubines were arranged to sit on both sides according to their positions.toasting

"Last year's Bingxi was still pretty good, and the one that came out of Nezha's mind really pleased me." The queen said.

Yongzheng sighed, "The emperor is good at walking on ice, and he leads people to battle on ice faster than cavalry."

Concubine Xi smiled slightly, "I heard that when the emperor was still the fourth prince, he won a lot of money in riding and shooting on the ice every year."

When Yongzheng heard it, he smiled comfortably even though he didn't speak.

"It's a pity that the concubine was not born a few years earlier to see the majesty of the emperor, but just like the empress, it's good to just look at Bingxi." Concubine Yao said.

Yongzheng nodded, "Naturally, you are the one who makes me feel most at ease."

The queen was not surprised to see An Lingrong helping her speak to suppress Zhen Huan, and she was not too unhappy to hear the emperor speak according to An Lingrong's wishes, she just smiled generously.Instead, Zhen Huan took another sip of wine.

After the performance of the Eight Banners, many court ladies wore beautiful palace clothes, and each of them entered the center of the arena holding a bunch of red plums.Yong positively thinks of Chunyuan's favorite red plum with nostalgia, and inevitably thinks of Zhen Huan, who is similar to Chunyuan, in Yimei Garden. The song that sang.

Yongzheng said, "I, Huanhuan, and Rong'er are all bound by plum blossoms."

"The emperor still remembers." Zhen Huan murmured softly.

"There is a unique rhyme in the fragrance, and it's so clear that I don't know the cold. Against the wind, it's easy to understand, so it's easy not to destroy it." The queen recited it slowly, "The emperor still remembers that when my sister first entered the mansion, she often chanted this poem."

The emperor looked at the queen, and nodded in response with a smile.

"Speaking of which, I haven't heard Rong'er sing for a long time."

"The emperor is joking, how dare the concubines not sing to the emperor." An Lingrong smiled slightly.

"If I don't say anything, you just hum to Yan Xu and the others."

Zhen Huan's smile froze a bit.

While speaking, a red figure slipped from behind the maid and fell into the center of the field. The maid closed and opened layer by layer like petals, and the person who exposed the core was none other than Concubine Rong who had fallen out of favor for a long time.

All the concubines present held their breaths to watch Fang Chunyi's figure dance gently on the ice, even though Fang Chunyi's face was not the best in the palace, her figure was enough to attract the emperor's attention.

An Lingrong suddenly saw Fang Chunyi's appearance in her previous life, the self who danced on the ice and was called the flying swallow on the ice by the queen, and the self who tried her best to be charming in the eyes of others.

After the dance, Yongzheng stepped down from the stands, and Fang Chunyi also slowly slid in front of Yongzheng.

"All blessings, Your Majesty." Fang Chunyi saluted.

"Didn't you always ask for sick leave? It's freezing cold, and you came out in such thin clothes."

Fang Chunyi's eyes were moist, "The concubine hasn't seen the emperor for a long time, and she misses the emperor in her heart. Yuan'er is the same. So the concubine thinks it's good to see the emperor from a distance."

Yongzheng nodded, and shook Fang Chunyi's hand, "Hands are so cold, Zeng Lixin, bring me my sable fur."

Zeng Lixin handed the sable fur in his hand to the emperor.

Yongzheng personally helped Fang Chunyi tie up the sable fur, "The love of my concubine is rare, so don't freeze your body."

"Your Majesty, Concubine Rong not only has a rare heart, she danced on ice just now, and she can beat flying swallows. I see, Concubine Rong called it 'Flying Swallows on Ice'."

"The concubine thinks of the Jinghong Dance performed by Concubine Xi back then, and she looks like a heavenly being." Concubine Jing said.

An Lingrong said, "Looking at it today, the concubine only saw Miao Qing's Drunken Sword on the Water, and it's a great pity that she didn't see Rong Concubine and Miao Qing's sword dance."

"Back then Concubine Xi danced in shock, and Concubine Mu danced with her drunken sword on the water. They danced with Concubine Ai today. Each has its own merits. It is my blessing." Yongzheng said to Fang Chunyi.

"How can a concubine be compared with Sister Zhen and Sister Sun, they are nothing more than imitations."

Yongzheng chuckled, held Fang Chunyi's hand, and took the table together.

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