But after all, he is the prince of Xu Zhi, so he should be buried in a feng shui treasured place. I'm just afraid that no one will worship him.
Unless someone else would give him a step-heir or something like that in the future, it probably wouldn't be possible. If Han cannot turn around, he will only be lost in history.
And Han Changyi was arranged to live in Changle Palace.
It is also ironic. In the past, Changle Palace was occupied by the most favored concubine Yi, but now it is occupied by Sun Gengyi, who can never sleep with her, and Han Gengyi, who can never come back.
When moving out, Shen Baolin was waiting on the palace road.
She was extremely happy watching Han change his clothes now.
"Isn't it the time when you plotted against me? Within a few months of entering the palace, you were the first to be favored, the first to get pregnant, the first to give birth to a son. You were also the first to fall out of favor, and the first to lose a son. No matter what, you had to be the first to die. "
"Yes, I can't do it. But what about you? Who in the palace doesn't know you? If you can't defeat Jing Xiuyi, when will you come forward?" Han Gengyi smiled cheerfully: "I just set up a plot against you, okay? I lost, but I didn’t lose to you. God didn’t want it to be easy for me.”
"At least, I'm still fine, but you will never get ahead." Shen Baolin snorted.
"Really? After all, do you think it's better for you to be a 'good' person who doesn't even know your status? Or am I like me, to live a vigorous life and just die when I die?" After saying that, she laughed. He walked away holding Shuiyue's hand.
Han Baolin stood there, looking at the thin figure retreating, the joy in his heart disappearing little by little.
Yes, what's the use of winning her
She should have lived freely, how could she compare with a Han family
That night, Han Changyi committed suicide.
She changed into decent clothes and hung herself on the beam.
She only left a letter, begging the emperor to spare the Han family a way out for the sake of her finally giving birth to an heir.
Not a single word more.
"He is quite a fiery person." In Fengzao Palace, Shen Chuliu sighed.
"Yes. In the past, I only saw her crying, but I didn't notice it." Li Chongrong pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
"The concubine commits suicide to destroy the nine tribes! It makes you pity her." Feng Shufei, who had just been out for a few days, snorted coldly.
"Everyone has gone." Shen Chuliu sighed again: "Not for anything else, but for the Seventh Prince."
"That's right." Concubine Kangde also sighed: "No matter what, we can go there together."
The queen nodded: "I have already settled her well, so she can only be buried according to her dressing position. Fortunately, the emperor let the Han family go."
"Your Majesty is kind." Everyone said hurriedly.
"Let's not talk about it anymore. It's the New Year. What Empress Dowager Li means is that troubles have happened one after another in the palace. It's always bad luck. Let's put on another day's play in the theater. After watching this one, we have to be busy. It’s for the New Year,” the queen said.
"But there is one more thing. It is the sixth prince's birthday this year. I definitely can't celebrate New Year's Eve because he is too busy. I have discussed with the emperor that it would be better to set it on the 28th. How about celebrating it two days in advance? This will be more convenient in the future. There’s no need to move your days when you’re not thirty yet.”
"The emperor and the queen have made an agreement, and I naturally have no objections. I also blame my concubine. It doesn't matter how early or late it is. It is also a good day to choose." Shen Chuliu said with a smile.
"It's not up to you, so it's settled. Those who have celebrated the birthdays of the fourth prince and the fifth prince before this year will have the regulations of this palace. When the time comes, they will be laid out here in this palace and at your place."
"Thank you very much, Queen. I would like to thank my mother on behalf of the Sixth Prince."
"Okay, there's nothing wrong with that. Let's all go back. If you need anything, just ask someone to talk to me."
Shen Chuliu thanked the queen again and went out with everyone.
Yao Baolin smiled and said: "It's only been a year, so fast. I still remember that last year I was in a hurry to go to the Ancestral Temple, but you gave birth to the baby..."
"Yes, it's a coincidence." Shen Chuliu smiled and looked at the sky: "It's gloomy, is it going to snow?"
"It looks like it's going to snow. If it's going to snow, hurry up. This way it'll be gone before the Sixth Prince's birthday." Yao Baolin said.
The two people went back after saying this, and Shen Chuliu didn't bother to sit down anymore.
Halfway through, I felt something wet in my neck, and sure enough it had started to fall.
Zizhu and the others were well prepared and quickly held up umbrellas to protect them.
"Just do it as you say, it's not a big deal." Shen Chuliu said funny. "Yes, let me tell you, I felt extremely cold when I woke up this morning. It was too early at that time, and I didn't realize how gloomy the sky was." Yao Baolin said, holding his cloak over his head.
Because it was snowing, they walked faster. The two of them returned to Cuiyunxuan and went to change clothes.
But while I was changing clothes and drinking tea, the snow started to get heavier.
The ground turned white.
Shen Chuliu smiled brightly: "Eat pot at noon, and in the afternoon I will go to Tai Chi Palace to invite you."
Everyone laughed.
The Sixth Prince was surprised to see snow falling for the first time. Before this winter, it had always been rain or ice, but this was the first time it snowed really heavily.
He lay on the glass and watched excitedly, patting and screaming from time to time.
Shen Chuliu patted his butt: "So happy? Next year we can go out and play in the snow."
The sixth prince failed to stand firm and was knocked down on the couch by his mother and concubine.
Then he chuckled, got up and stood up, and looked back at his mother and concubine.
The two girls started playing.
Today's sixth prince can already walk a few steps while holding on to a table, so he can be considered as walking relatively early.
But you can’t walk alone.
He started babbling and started to learn to speak, but obviously he still couldn't pronounce it.
Tired of playing, Shen Chuliu held him, looked outside, and talked to him.
During lunch time, pots were indeed placed in the main room. It was snowing outside and the room was steaming hot and fragrant.
When the Sixth Prince heard this, he started to ask for something to eat.
He is about to have a birthday now, so he eats more and richer food than before.
It’s just that the food given to him is relatively light.
The child has never tasted anything more delicious, so he won’t dislike it.
"My slave brought the beef bone soup from the dining room. We will cook the noodles on the small stove for a while. The soup is so flavorful that no seasoning is needed," Zi Rui said.
"Okay. Let's cook it for her." Shen Chuliu asked the nanny to look at the child.
Not long after, the Sixth Prince was served egg noodles in beef bone soup.
Big mouthfuls, delicious food.
One good thing about this child is that when he is in a hurry to eat, the wet nurse will eat obediently while feeding him without doing anything himself.
Or just grab the person's hand with yours.
In this way, the food is fed quickly, and a small bowl of noodles is finished in a short time.
The sixth prince who was full was probably tired from eating, so he lay down and called to himself.
Shen Chuliu looked at his son and ate from the pot.
One person can still eat deliciously.
After eating and drinking enough, he asked people to remove the pot and took the child to his room to sleep.
Meow? Meow.
(End of chapter)