"The concubines of Errong and the Zhuo clan, respectful and respectful, prudent in their obedience, and prudent and prudent, long and diligent in serving the civic, serving their internal duties without violation, and following the rules for women's history, I hereby serve the Empress Dowager. Ci Yu, canonized you as Concubine Rong, and honored this."
In the Baoyue Building, Li Yu read the imperial edict.
Shen Bi and a palace servant knelt in front: "Thank you, Emperor Longen."
Li Yuke didn't dare to let this noble nobleman kneel for a long time, so he waved his hand, and the eunuchs filed in, holding the court clothes, collars and other items of the concubines in their hands.
Li Yu smiled apologetically: "Concubine Rong Niang, the emperor has appointed Grand Scholar Yin Jishan and Cabinet Bachelor Marathon as the first and second envoys. When Niang Niang recovers, the official canonization ceremony will take place. Please rest in peace."
"Okay." Shen Bi replied nonchalantly, without even taking a second look at the collars of the court clothes, and asked the palace servants to put them away.
"This woman is really incredible." Li Yu watched coldly, thinking to herself, "She doesn't care about what other people want in their dreams..."
Li Yu asked himself that he had read countless people, but he had never seen such a person. Everyone has desires and desires. What is Concubine Rong asking for? what do you want? He couldn't see through.
Watching Li Yu leave, Shen Bi looked out the window: "Yizhu, where is he?"
On the corridor, Fu Heng stopped.
Looking into the distance from this position, you can see a corner of the eaves of Changchun Palace, a bird hovering above it, suddenly retracting its wings and falling, its thin toes stand on the eaves.
Everything in Changchun Palace made him feel nostalgic, whether it was his sister or Yingluo...
A crisp bell suddenly sounded on the silent corridor. He turned his head and quickly lowered his head.
A pair of jade feet tied with bells passed by in front of him, and inadvertently, a veil fell, on which a pair of dragonflies cuddled with each other, which was extraordinarily unique.
Shen Bi bent down to pick up the handkerchief, and suddenly turned around and said, "Oh, Lord Fucha!"
"Concubine Rong." As a foreign minister, Fu Heng's behavior at the moment was impeccable, not only polite, but also showed a sense of distance.
"You sent me all the way to the capital, and you saved my life. I have never been able to say thank you to you." Shen Bi's eyes were full of innocence.
"You're welcome, this is what Weichen should do." Fu Heng replied.
"Thanks to you, I'm doing well now, the emperor and Concubine Ling take good care of me." Shen Bi handed him the handkerchief, "Look, this is what Concubine Ling taught me to embroider, and she has the same piece. I like her veil, but I couldn't get it from her, so I had to embroider a pair myself."
Seeing Fu Heng's eyes fixed on the veil for a long time, she tilted her head: "What's wrong? This embroidery... is there anything special?"
"It's the seventh picture of "Han Ximeng Embroidery of Song and Yuan Famous Tracks". The women embroidered more flowers and plants. This pattern is really unique, and I paid attention to it." Fu Heng slowly retracted his gaze, and said expressionlessly, "It's not early, I'm leaving the palace, farewell."
Shen Bi smiled and looked at his back, remembering the scene that happened on her way to Beijing that day.
-hiss!
With the long cry of the horse, Shen Bi fell off the horse's back, the horse fell off the cliff, and she was about to fall off the cliff.
A hand suddenly stretched out from the side and pulled her down from the cliff.
who is it
"Lord Fucha!" She heard others calling him, "Are you all right?"
The maids surrounded her, Shen Bi's eyes looked through the gap between the people, and kept looking at the Lord Fucha. He first asked someone to prepare another horse for her, and after checking it out in person, Suddenly his face changed, and he went back to the cliff and looked around.
Finally, with a sigh of relief, he bent down and picked up an old sachet.
Because he kept his eyes on him, Shen Bi could clearly see the pattern on the sachet—a pair of dragonflies cuddling each other.
After a long time, after she entered the palace, she learned from Wei Yingluo that this pattern was the seventh piece of "Han Ximeng Embroidered Song and Yuan Famous Books".
Fu Heng's back disappeared at the end of the corridor, and her memories ended there. Shen Bi lowered her head, glanced at the handkerchief in her hand with a half-smile, then put it back and walked towards the Yanxi Palace.
Today is the day when Mingyu leaves the palace.
As soon as Shen Bi came, she saw that the table was full of large and small boxes. She opened one at will, and saw that there were twelve flat squares in it, either jade, beautiful jade, agarwood, or tortoiseshell. The orb is used to comb the flag head, and the flat square is hidden in the hair, and the jade moist and golden light is also hidden in the hair.
Open another box with twelve long and short hairpins. The long ones are silver-plated, gold-plated emeralds and emerald-embedded gemstones, and the short ones are coral branches inlaid with a cluster of red beans. The lengths are short, flowers or fish, each with its own beauty.
Shen Bi looked at the boxes one by one, her eyes full of surprise: "All for Mingyu?"
Wei Yingluo smiled and nodded.
"It's really generous." Shen Bi picked up a plum blossom hairpin and didn't smile in front of her face, "You're going to frighten the Sauron family."
Wei Yingluo: "Mingyu's family background is not obvious, I have to support her."
Shen Bi stared at Yingluo: "You treat her so well."
"It's okay for her to treat me." Wei Yingluo looked around, "Today is the day she leaves the palace, why hasn't she come out yet?"
A palace maid hurriedly replied: "Sister Mingyu said that she has to dress up well before she can go on the road."
Wei Yingluo burst into laughter: "You go to urge again."
Palace Maiden: "Yes."
But Shen Bi put down the hairpin in her hand and said to Wei Yingluo, "It's boring to sit and wait, let's go find her together."
Thinking that it was getting late, Wei Yingluo had a lot of instructions to give to Mingyu in addition to the dowry on the table, so she stopped waiting and got up and walked towards Mingyu's room.
Along the way, Shen Bi chatted like a magpie: "I like the pattern of broken branches and flowers on the wedding dress. It's interesting and beautiful. You really did your best for Mingyu's marriage."
Although the wedding dress is beautiful, in Wei Yingluo's mind, the most beautiful is the bride in the wedding dress. She proudly said, "On the wedding day, our Mingyu must be the most beautiful bride."
The two came to the door of Mingyu's room, Wei Yingluo raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Mingyu."
No one responded for a long time.
Wei Yingluo knocked on the door for a while, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared: "Mingyu, are you inside? Mingyu!"
"Yingluo..." Shen Bi looked at Wei Yingluo worriedly.
Wei Yingluo was even more worried than she was in her heart, she gritted her teeth and ordered, "Someone, knock the door open!"
Xiao Quanzi brought people over, and with one, two, or three force, the door was knocked open.
Pushing Xiao Quanzi away, Wei Yingluo grabbed a few steps in, and then stayed in place.
I saw Mingyu lying on her back on the bed, her hair neatly combed, and some jasmine oil smeared on her temples, making her even more black as a cloud. There is a Yingluo ring around his neck, a moist jade bracelet around his wrist, and a wedding dress with broken branches and flowers on his body.
"Mingyu..." Wei Yingluo staggered forward.
Mingyu was so considerate, and she was supposed to fulfill Wei Yingluo's wish, so even if she didn't want to, she still put on a wedding dress, put on hair oil, and dressed herself up as a bride, just to make Wei Yingluo do it. Yingluo took a look... one last look...
"Mingyu..." Wei Yingluo's feet softened, and she knelt down beside the bed, tears streaming down her face, "Why..."
In Mingyu's chest, a pair of gold scissors was inserted.
Blood poured out, dyeing the wedding dress a strange red. Wei Yingluo didn't dare to test Mingyu's breath, or even to feel her pulse. She shouted in a trembling voice, "The imperial physician... hurry up and call the imperial physician, hurry! Hurry up!"