As soon as I walked in, I saw Aunt Zhang weeping on the porch of the Longmen Temple. Yuan Qing stepped forward and asked with a pale face, "Where is the empress?"
The aunt in charge said with a choked voice: "Repose in the hall, the princess, please go in."
Yuan Qing Ling took a deep breath. The exhaustion of these days of rushing made her feel a little out of breath just like Concubine Hu said.
Stepping into the hall, you can smell a rotten and moldy smell. There is not much furniture here, but it has long been moldy and hairy. The servants and maids wiped it for a long time, but they still couldn't get rid of the stains.
The light was bleak, Yuan Qingling entered the bedroom, where there was still a moldy smell. The imperial concubine was sitting in front of the newly made bed, and personally arranged the little clothes. These little clothes were made by her for the child in her womb. Moving over will naturally require a good tidying up.
Seeing Yuan Qingling coming, she smiled, "Here?"
The tone is light and breezy, as if not unpleasant.
"Move out, you can't live here!" Yuan Qingling coughed, the smell was so bad that the air seemed to be wet.
"It's not bad here!" She glanced sideways, smiled, wrinkles raised at the corners of her eyes, not looking old, but giving a calm elegance, "just a little bit of tidying up, it's you, you shouldn't come! "
Yuan Qingling almost cried, "I'm tired, how can I just watch you wrong myself?"
The imperial concubine patted the bed and said softly: "Sit down and talk, don't get excited."
Yuan Qingling sat down and took a breath, and felt that the moldy smell had penetrated into her nose again. She was very uncomfortable, "I can't live here, it's so rotten. I can't tell when this palace will collapse." !"
"Okay, okay!" Huang Guifei smiled and patted her hand, "Then I will truly live and die with this palace."
When she patted Yuan Qingling's hand, she was facing her directly, and there was no way to hide the few fingerprints on the right cheek.
Yuan Qingling's heart ached, her eyes flushed suddenly, she looked at her face and asked in a dumb voice, "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts!" The imperial concubine lowered her head, gently swept her fingers across the clothes, her voice was soft, "It hurts, but it doesn't hurt now."
"I'm going to find him!" Yuan Qing was so angry that she didn't even want to call the emperor.
"Don't look for it!" The imperial concubine stretched out her hand and held her wrist, her eyes were deep, "This is good, I can't see anything, I just live my clean life, who cares about things in the harem? ,I'm tired."
"Mother concubine," Yuan Qing Ling choked up, her words sounded too heartbreaking, "If you don't want to go back, then go to the Chu Palace, live with me and Lao Wu, and we will take care of you."
The imperial concubine smiled, "That's fine too, but don't worry, and wait until I give birth to a child, this child will be born in the palace."
Yuan Qing Ling knew that she was an excuse. She would not go to the Chu Palace. It was much better for her child to be born in the Chu Palace than in this ruined place.
"Don't do this, I'm not sad anymore, what are you sad about? By the way, how about Concubine Hu?"
Yuan Qingling sighed and said, "The child is gone, but she is very worried about you."
The imperial concubine showed a sad look on her face, not for herself, only for the child in the belly of Concubine Hu, "Although I am mentally prepared, I still feel uncomfortable when I hear you. I am actually ashamed of Concubine Hu. If I I really thought about her, I should have people looking for you at the time, but in my heart, I would weigh who is more important, and Concubine Hu trusted me very much, and I let her down."
Yuan Qingling shook her head, "She didn't blame you. In fact, even if I go, I can't save her child. She is clear in her heart."
The imperial concubine said: "Concubine Hu is a clear-hearted person. She knows that the emperor attaches great importance to her, and this attention has given her a lot of pressure. Originally, she was a favorite, and the people in her palace also followed her to enjoy the blessing. It’s just the opposite. She is always to blame. When Concubine Hu said something unhappy in her heart or a little uncomfortable in her body, the emperor would have to anger the people in her palace. Concubine Hu did not dare to have any small emotions, and instead lived cautiously. I also have to guard against this. I really don't dare to ask you to come over, because I am afraid that something will happen to her and it will fall on you in the end."
Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly, Sheng Chong, and the concubine were looking forward to her dreams, but she couldn't bear it when she fell on the head of Concubine Hu's temperament.
The love of moths to the fire, embraced by the fire, was very scary, no wonder Concubine Hu would say that she might be wrong.
"Fine, let's not talk about them, don't worry about me, and don't let the prince persuade me, I really want to live a quiet period of time, go back." The imperial concubine restrained her mind and forced a smile to say to her.
Yuan Qingling looked at the environment here, how could she bear to let her stay? In my heart, I was determined to find Emperor Ming Yuan.
The imperial concubine understood her thoughts and sighed, "Leave me alone. Go to the emperor. Didn't I get the slap in vain? You are a daughter-in-law, so how can you interfere with our affairs? If you are looking for troubles, you just go to God to worship Buddha, and I am also here to settle down, let alone to ask the emperor."
Yuan Qing Ling choked, "Then you can treat it as if I am going to pray to God and worship Buddha."
The imperial concubine smiled, "Stupid girl, there are some things, we all know that asking God to worship Buddha doesn't work, if it works, then I will ask once, please be smooth and peaceful, just fine."
Yuan Qingling looked at her clearly uncomfortably important, but still had to force a smile on her face, and her heart was filled with helplessness.
Leaving from the Nagamon Hall and returning to the Qiankun Hall, she tried her best to put on a calm look, so as not to let the others in the hall be hurt by things outside.
Shoufu woke up, drank a little gruel, and drank some medicine, but his consciousness was very poor and his eyes didn't seem to be opened wide. When Yuan Qingling gave him the needle, he was confused. After saying something, it hurts a bit.
Yuan Qingling laughed, and everyone laughed too, knowing that it hurts and being able to tell it is always good.
By the next morning, he was obviously more awake, his blood pressure was 100, and his heartbeat became normal.
When Yuan Qingling was helping him wash the wound, he opened his eyes, and Mother Xi’s hand came over, and she woke up? hungry? "
Shoufu looked at Yuan Qingling, "Hungry!"
The happy mother let out a sigh of relief, "I'll feed you porridge!"
Shoufu still looked at Yuan Qingling, "Okay!"
Yuan Qingling treated his wounds in front of the bed, and Mother Xi was standing behind Yuan Qingling in the same direction, but the first assistant was looking at Yuan Qingling.
Others might not be able to see it, but Yuan Qingling and Grandma Yuan gave a chuckle in their hearts, and quickly glanced at each other, but they pressed down calmly.
After the wound was treated, Duke Xiaoyao came over to talk to him, "I'm alive, what do you think?"
A smile appeared on the corners of Shoufu's lips, "I have to be tired again!"
"I have some time to suffer, want to leave us? No way!" Xiaoyao finally screamed like a red bell again, smiling and smiling, his eyes suddenly became red, so he got down, "Secretly tell you, I will pass the book to the flying pigeon." Now, it is estimated that in a few days, someone will come to breathe out for us."