Remembrance Hibiscus GL

Qin Zhu commanded several young eunuchs, carried a rectangular table into the room, and quickly set up the incense burner and incense table in the room, Qin Zhu came in carefully holding a cup of good pumpkin tribute tea, and the little maid behind her In the hands, or holding delicate delicacies, or holding flowers and fruits.Although there were people coming and going in the room from time to time, there was not even a cough.

After a long while, Qin Zhu approached the desk and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's all done."

The imperial concubine lowered her head to write, without showing any emotion on her face, she just gave a soft "hmm" and said, "You guys go out."

"Yes."

Qinzhu led the crowd out, and closed the door smoothly. Shutong looked at her, and was about to speak, "Hush", Qinzhu hurriedly made a silent expression, and dragged her to the corridor on the left, the two of them together Sitting down, Shutongfang said worriedly: "Master, I'm afraid I won't eat for a day today, sister, you are always the most talkative in front of the master, you can persuade me, even some porridge is good. "

Qin Zhu also frowns: "What can I do, isn't it always like this on this day these years? Sigh, if nothing else, I dare not speak about it."

"Yes." Shutong hesitated for a moment, but couldn't hold back anymore, and asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for many years: "I entered the General's Mansion much later than my sister, serving the young lady... no, serving the empress. The days are short, and after entering the mansion, I have never heard anyone mention this cousin. What kind of person is she? Why does the empress value her so much? Around the day of the festival, the smile on the empress's face became less and less apparent, and she didn't even seem to be bothered to speak."

Qin Zhu also looked back at the closed door, and sighed softly: "Over the years, I have never dared to mention Miss Biao in front of my mother, and I have never dared to tell others that from the general's mansion to the palace Here, you and I have served in front of the empress for these years, and you have more trust in the empress than others, and I will tell you today, it doesn’t matter.” As he spoke, he stared blankly at a tree not far away, as if caught in a trance. In the memory, she slowly said: "This cousin is the daughter of my wife's brother and my wife's niece. When she was four or five years old, her parents died one after another, and she had no other relatives to rely on, so the wife sent someone to take her away. He was brought up by the mansion."

Shutong interjected: "In this way, Miss Biao grew up with the empress, no wonder the empress is still sad."

Qin Zhu nodded: "Speaking of which, Miss Biao is really a pain in the ass, she looks just like the beauty in the painting, she has a pleasant personality, and she doesn't put on airs when she treats us as servants, not only Mrs. I love her dearly and treat her like my own daughter. The Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master are also obedient to her. Even us servants like to get close to her. The Empress is the only daughter of the master, and she has been admired by all the stars since she was a child. I am used to it, so I was not very friendly to this little cousin at first, thinking that she robbed my wife of her love, but after the two sisters got along for more than half a year, they treated her very well. As long as Miss Biao says a word, I will give it to her without frowning. If there is any rare food, I will send it to her first. Originally, apart from me, the empress also has a personal maid who has followed since childhood, named Runlan. Because she has always been quick-witted and quick-witted, the empress sent her to serve Miss Biao, alas..."

Shutong was listening intently, seeing her stop, couldn't help asking: "What happened next?"

Qinzhu looked sad: "After entering the palace, I always thought that the happiest time in my mother's life was probably those years spent with Miss Biao. After Miss Biao died, my mother's temperament changed drastically. It's cold, and I don't care much about people."

Shu Tong was thoughtful: "Yes, at that time, the empress seemed to be nonchalant about anyone except for his wife, and I just thought it was just my nature."

"It's a pity that my wife passed away too early."

Shutong said: "After talking for a long time, you haven't told me how Miss Biao died?"

"She... she committed suicide." Qin Zhu recalled that day, her eyes were slightly moist: "She grew up in the mansion until she was sixteen or seventeen years old, but the master said she was old enough and ordered her to move to another mansion far away. Runlan and some nuns also moved there. Unexpectedly, such a thing happened in less than a year. When the empress heard the bad news that day, she cried so hard that she passed out. Such a scene is beyond imagination. Tears."

Shutong said: "Okay, why did she commit suicide? Why did the master let her move out of the general's mansion? Could it be that her suicide is related to this incident?"

Qinzhu's face changed slightly, and he immediately said: "Nonsense! At that time, the master wanted to choose someone to marry for her, and asked someone to look at it. He said that it was not suitable to marry in the general's mansion, so he moved out. As for Miss Biao, it seems that she is right. The husband and son-in-law chosen by the master was dissatisfied, so he couldn't think about it for a while and chose to commit suicide."

Shutong was obviously dissatisfied with this answer, and frowned deeply: "Didn't you say that the master and wife treat the cousin like their own daughters? Why don't you choose a good husband for her, which shows that you are still partial."

Qinzhu's face straightened, and his tone became a little harsh: "The master thinks it's good, but Miss Biao may not be satisfied, and we are servants, how can we criticize the master in private."

Shutong lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I just feel that Miss Biao's life is so unlucky, and I feel deeply sorry."

Qinzhu remained silent, Shutong was also a smart person, and he knew that there must be some reason why it should not be leaked, otherwise the people in the house would not have kept this matter secret, and said: "What about Runlan? She Where is it now?" Shu Tong said: "After Miss Biao died, she also disappeared, and the mansion sent people to look for her, but her whereabouts are still unknown."

Shutong didn't ask any more questions, and just said: "Oh, it's really pitiful."

Qinzhu stood up and straightened her clothes: "I told you this for your own good. This matter is a taboo of the empress. You can't touch it. Just keep it in your heart. It's easy to take care of you these few days. Don't ask for it." If there is a slight mistake, tell them to pay more attention and carefully make the empress angry."

Shutong also stood up, eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you for your reminder, sister, I understand, and I will definitely be more careful in the future."

When the two of them returned to the house, they saw the remaining smoke from the stove, the remaining jade wine, and the corner of the white paper left in the dragon pattern tripod, which was the poem draft written by the imperial concubine before.Knowing that the sacrifice was over, Shutong hurriedly called someone over, and quietly removed all the furnishings. Qinzhu went to the inner room, and saw the imperial concubine lying sideways on the bed, she didn't know if she was asleep, so she went there lightly , was about to cover her with the quilt, but she suddenly stretched out her hand and waved it back weakly.

Qin Zhu stopped, suddenly had a change of heart, had an idea, and said cautiously with a smile: "Madam, you are not feeling well and have no appetite, so it's fine if you don't need food, but you are getting more and more depressed when you are bored in the room, why don't you go out for a walk?" Let's go, it would be good to talk to Miss Lian for a while."

There was a deep tiredness in the imperial concubine's voice, and the answer was very short: "No."

"But..."

"go out."

Qinzhu was interrupted before he finished speaking, the voice was so cold and chilling, Qinzhu was startled, he didn't dare to say another word, bowed to her back, and hurriedly withdrew.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, the warm sunshine sweeps away the cold spring, and several biggonia trees in Lvqi Palace are blooming, densely layered and in full swing, the color seems to be the best rouge, very gorgeous and eye-catching.

Lian Zhen put down the scissors and stared blankly at the crabapple outside the glass window in a daze. Hengbo happened to replace her with hot tea. Seeing this scene, he smiled knowingly: "This crabapple is really blooming. People say that the flowers, plants and trees are related to the owner's life." It's a matter of luck, I'm afraid it's a change of luck for the young master to enter the Luqi Palace now."

"Yes." Lian Zhen didn't seem to hear her words clearly, and said softly: "If you are at home, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, you can invite three or two sisters and friends to go out for an outing."

Hearing what she said, Hengbo quickly changed the subject: "It's already spring, and there seems to be no movement in the palace. I'm afraid the emperor will change his mind and won't move to Xiyuan."

Lian Zhen said indifferently: "That has nothing to do with us."

It was Baozhen who said that the emperor wanted to move to the Xiyuan Palace. Since then, for more than a month, the imperial concubine has never been to Luqi Palace again. Not only her, but even Sang Rong Neither of them, Dr. Li and Dr. Li, took another step here, but the divisions she should have will be sent by the little eunuch in charge.

At first, Lian Zhen was looking forward to it every day, but even she herself didn't know what she was looking forward to, what she was looking forward to, she just felt that a glimmer of fresh hope had inexplicably sprouted in that cold heart, and then one day During another long day of waiting, that glimmer of hope, like a speck of flame in ashes, gradually dimmed and extinguished.In this small Luqi palace, time is like a bottomless pool of water, so quiet that you can't feel its flow, so quiet that it makes people frightened, but she has to act as if nothing happened , she was afraid of seeing Hengbo and Baozhen's worried eyes.

Listening to their conversation, Baozhen was suddenly a little frustrated: "Since I didn't go to Xiyuan, why didn't the imperial concubine and Aunt Sang Rong come to our place? Did they forget us? I don't want to spend my whole life in this bird cage , and count on the imperial concubine to rescue us."

Lian Zhen glanced at her: "Going out is just a bigger birdcage."

Baozhen said: "That's better than the birdcage within this birdcage."

Hearing this, Hengbo wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh when he saw Lianzhen's calm face like water, he held back abruptly, and only listened to Lianzhen's words: "If we can really stay here for a lifetime, it's our good fortune, it's just. . . ”

It's just what, but she didn't go on. Hengbo waited for a long time, and was about to ask for clarification, when he suddenly heard a clear voice from outside: "Your servant, Li Mao, begs to see Concubine Lian."

Lian Zhen was startled, and said softly, "Come in."

Baozhen raised the curtain, and Li Mao, wearing a red uniform of a sixth-rank imperial doctor, knelt down respectfully: "My lord, please be safe."

Baozhen spoke quickly: "Emperor Li, are you here to ask for the little master's pulse again?"

Li Mao's fair face turned slightly red: "I just want to say hello this time, and see if the young master has taken my medicine and whether his complexion has improved."

Baozhen said: "I thought that Doctor Li would never come to our place again."

Li Maona said: "Why...how come?"

Lianzhen's beautiful eyes glanced at Baozhen: "Baozhen, don't be rude."

Hearing Baozhen's tone, Li Mao felt a little joy in his heart, and hurriedly explained: "I wanted to come to pay my respects a few days ago, but the imperial concubine has always been ill and runs around Qingquan Palace almost every day, so I never Come here, it’s not that you forgot about the little master.”

Lian Zhen felt relieved at first, then tensed, her thoughts were mixed for a moment, and she forgot to speak, but Bao Zhen cried out: "Is the imperial concubine sick? Is it serious?"

Li Mao frowned and said, "Whether it's serious or not, it's been repeated intermittently, and it's been more than a month, but it's still not good."

Lian Zhen was startled and uneasy, and couldn't help clenching the brocade handkerchief in her hand, but looked at Li Mao without blinking, and subconsciously repeated: "It's been more than a month?"