Yuan Qingling shook her head and said, "I will stay here and take her a ride instead of the fifth one."
Gu Si nodded, "It's okay, there won't be anyone around."
Outside the hall, a palace official removed the red lantern, and darkness swept over. Yuan Qingling stretched out his hand to support the column and almost fainted.
Gu Si walked by her, she seemed to hear Yu Wenling's cry, as if she saw the painful eyes of the fifth child, and she felt a sudden pain in the bottom of her heart.
She was so soft that she didn't have a trace of strength. If a maidservant hadn't come to support her, she would almost fall to the ground.
When the concubine Xian saw Gu Si coming in, her eyes shattered in horror, and she shouted excitedly, "This palace wants to see the prince, this palace wants to see the emperor, this palace wants to see the queen mother..."
Gu Si said: "Niang Niang, please choose the same one!"
"No, it's not fifteen, it's not yet the princess's wedding... The princess can't get married during the funeral. This marriage is cursed, don't come here!" Concubine Xian's voice was as severe as a night owl flying over the night sky. With a breath of despair.
Mu Ru just said: "Don't worry, the princess has recognized the imperial concubine as her mother. She will naturally have her mother's blessing when she marries. This is a great marriage. The princess will be happy. Please go on the road with peace of mind."
Yuan Qingling walked slowly back to the hall, leaning against the curtain, watching the concubine Xian excitedly knock over the wooden pallet next to him, the poisonous wine spilled all over the place, and the dagger clanged to the ground, except for the white one. Ling was blown up by the wind and rolled on her knees. She stretched out her hand vigorously to pull it away, her face screaming with fear.
Grandpa Mu Ru immediately said: "Since Niang Niang chose Bai Ling, the old slave will help Niang Niang!"
He raised the white silk, and saw that the white silk swam up like a snake, hanging down through the beams of the house, and after Mu Rugong put a knot, it looked like a concubine Xian's neck.
Concubine Xian pulled Bai Ling frantically, crying, "Yu Wenhao, come soon, the mother and concubine are about to be killed by them, come quickly, save the mother and concubine, the concubine does not want to die..."
Gu Si used a dagger to cut the shackles on her body, and father-in-law Mu Ru's father pulled the white silk with his hand, and the white silk rose up with the concubine Xian.
Her feet were just free, and now she is kicking in mid-air.
Yuan Qingling slowly knelt down, and said emptyly: "Yuanqing Lingdai Yuwenhao pays her respects to her mother and concubine, please mother concubine to rest in peace!"
Two lines of tears fell on her face, her eyes dropped, and she did not dare to look at the feet that were kicking in the air. The embroidered shoes were kicked off and landed in front of her. She saw the delicate embroidery on the embroidered shoes, as if it were a plant. Dancing orchids.
The roar and crying had disappeared, and she could only hear the gurgling of her throat. She did not dare to look up. She felt that her whole body was cold and soft, and she was almost fainting.
It seems to remember that she was imprisoned in the palace and saw the young court concubine die in front of her. The arrival of life was full of miracles, but the disappearance of human life was such a child's play.
I don't know how long it took. Concubine Xian was taken off and placed on the Luohan bed. Gu Si and Grandpa Mu Ru were reciting Yu Wenhao's sake and treating Concubine Xian's body in courtesy.
Yuan Qingling knelt on the ground and knocked her three heads, which is considered to be filial piety for Yu Wenhao and the triplets.
Yu Wenhao sat in the Hall of Universe and waited. He suddenly seemed to hear his mother's concubine's cry for help. He finally couldn't help but ran out.
He ran all the way to Qingyu Palace, and saw Yuan Qingling being helped out by the maidservant, while Gu Si and Mu Ru were also following him. His footsteps stopped suddenly and he looked hurriedly into the hall.
There is only one candle left in the temple, the light is dim, and nothing can be seen.
His breathing was very rapid, almost breathing with a crying cavity. Sweat fell from his forehead, and he did not know whether it was sweat or tears that fell from his eye sockets. He slowly knelt down.
His heart was very hollow, as if life was lost all of a sudden, and there was a whirring wind in his ears. He raised his head and saw Yuan Qing Ling staggering. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to support, but his body became weak. Just fall back.
He bumped into a sharp stone on the back of his head. He felt a little pain, so he reached out and touched it, his hand was full of blood.
Yuan Qingling hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him, he reached out and grabbed Yuan Qingling's arm, his eyes were hollow and said: "Old Yuan, my mother and concubine is dead."
Yuan Qingling hugged him and cried.
He looked at Father Mu Ru and Gu Si dumbly, and then stood up with Yuan Qingling in his arms. He whispered, "I should go and see her for the last time."
Yuan Qingling supported him, and the two staggered in.
The long wind swept in from outside the hall, blowing the draperies flying all over the sky, hitting the face, making noises.
Yu Wenhao walked over slowly, holding his breath completely, and then taking a deep breath, as if he had exhausted his entire body to take a breath from his abdomen, and then slowly exhale.
Concubine Xian's death is not terrible, but more peaceful than when she was alive. Naturally, Father Mu Ru had dealt with her remains, her eyes could not be closed, but her hair and clothes were all fixed.
Yu Wenhao's eyes were dim, and he slowly stretched out his hand from Concubine Xian's face, covering her eyes with both hands, and tears finally slipped from the corners of his eyes.
Yu Wenling ran in crying, piercing Concubine Xian's body, howling loudly.
Ronghe Temple.
The Queen Mother was already asleep, she suddenly woke up from her dream and sat up, and suddenly lifted the curtain, "Who is crying?"
The mother walked quickly and knelt on the ground and said: "Queen dowager, no one is crying, are you having a nightmare?"
"It's Concubine Xian, it's Concubine Xian crying." The queen mother hurried to go to the ground.
The mother supported her and sighed softly, "I just got the news that Concubine Xian has hanged herself."
The queen mother's hand froze in the air, and slowly retracted, her eyes weeping with pain, "Dead?"
"Already gone." Mother said.
The queen mother pressed her chest and felt she couldn't breathe, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
"Dead... It's good, she died, and the living will suffer less." The queen mother fell on the bed and murmured, her scattered gray hair covered the pillow, and she suddenly hid her face and started crying.
Yushufang.
Father Mu Ru father-in-law returned to life.
Emperor Ming Yuan sat on the dragon chair with a solemn expression and a tired face.
He listened quietly to Father Mu Ru's words, then suppressed the memorial with paper, and looked at the thin smoke from the mouth of the carved and hollow three-legged golden beast, his eyes were a little hollow, "flick, twenty-five years have passed. Now, I still remember what she looked like when she entered the mansion."
"Sorrow for the emperor!" Mu Ru father-in-law said softly.
Emperor Ming Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed, "Well, I didn't feel much sadness, but when I was older, I always wanted to think about things when I was young. I still remember that she especially liked wearing red-colored clothes and her dancing was ugly. , I can play the piano well... What else? Hey, I can’t remember it. Maybe, I really treated the Su family and treated her badly to force her to be like this."
"The emperor, you have been very indulging in the Su family, you must not doubt yourself because of the concubine's affairs." Mu Ru father-in-law said on his knees.
Emperor Ming Yuan’s voice was sandwiched with Chang Feng, "But I even treated myself badly. I said on the day she entered the mansion that royal people are not happy and happy. They have too much burden on their shoulders, so they are doomed to People around me are aggrieved."