Favorite Concubine [Rebirth in Yuanchun]

The weather is getting colder and colder.

There was a thick layer of snow in the yard and on the roof of the stables.

It was extremely cold, and Jia Yuanchun sometimes held fluffy fresh snow in his hands to keep warm.

On this day, when the sun was setting in the west, there was a loud noise in the eastern sky, and gorgeous colors rushed to the high place with the loud noise, like some kind of signal.

The emperor's grandson stood beside the plum blossoms, looking into the distance with his hands behind his back, and did not speak for a long time.

That night, Jia Yuanchun was interrogated.

She was terrified all the way, not knowing what she was about to face.

Before leaving, the emperor's grandson once pressed her hair and smiled at her, but did not say a word.

This made Jia Yuanchun feel uneasy.

However, to her surprise, tourmaline and Baoqin were guarding the interrogation room.

Seeing Jia Yuanchun coming with the jailer, the two of them froze when they looked up.

Holding the basket in her arms, Baoqin's eyes were already red.

Tourmaline cried directly.

"My dear lady, you have committed such a terrible crime." Tourmaline cried and came up to her, touched her sleeves that were soaked in snow and dried out in the shade, and straightened her temple hair.

Jia Yuanchun was locked in the stable for several months, suddenly saw the former maid, only felt in a dream, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why are you here?"

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open with a creak, and a fat middle-aged man walked out, wearing a low-level official uniform.

He came over and said with a smile: "Miss Jia, please come and go through the motions, and I will let your maid take you back home immediately."

Jia Yuanchun was supported and led, and before he knew it, he was already sitting in the interrogation room.

The fat white man stood opposite her, handed over a document with a smile, and said kindly: "Come on, you sign this thing—wait a moment, wait a moment, when Mr. Qin comes, he has to follow you." I'll just watch you sign it."

Jia Yuanchun was a little dull and took the document.

Fatty Bai was still talking at the side, "Master Qin is here, you have to tell him that you did it voluntarily. Right, we didn't torture you, nor..." He chuckled, rubbing his hands and glanced at the guard. Tourmaline and Baoqin outside said, "I had some friendship with your mansion before, and this was also requested by the mansion. It is convenient for others, and it is convenient for me. Wait for Lord Qin to come over..."

Jia Yuanchun heard everything he said, but it seemed like he didn't understand a single word.She squeezed the document in her hand and stared at the words on it. The black words seemed to be floating on the white paper:

"The grandson of the emperor", "raise the army", "the grandson's seal", "witnesses" and "confess in person"...

Two thin pages of paper were rustled by her.

"Miss Jia?" Seeing that her complexion was wrong, the fat man withdrew the smile on his face, and said slowly, "Look, just write your name, and we'll send you back home right away. Go back and eat well and sleep well." Yes, when you wake up, you are still the eldest lady of the Jia family, and the past two months have passed." He casually ground the ink in the inkstone, and handed the ink-soaked brush to Yuan Chun himself.

Jia Yuanchun subconsciously took the pen in his hand.

Fatty Bai curled his mouth and smiled. He was about to invite Mr. Qin in, but he heard the girl on the opposite side ask softly, "What if I don't sign?"

Do not sign?

The fat man who had already walked to the door stopped when he heard the words, the smile on his face was still there, and his tone was quite gentle, "Why don't you ask these two maids?"

Tourmaline and Baoqin listened at the door, and wept when they heard the words: "My dear lady, you can just sign it. No matter what it is, since the master and wife have agreed, there will be no hindrance. In the past two months, you After suffering so much, now that you have the opportunity to get out, don't let it go."

Jia Yuanchun maintained the movement of picking up the pen, slowly turned his head, and asked, "Is the master and wife at home okay?"

Holding the piano and weeping: "Because of this unforeseen misfortune, my wife fell ill last month, and now I'm taking medicine and it's not getting better."

Jia Yuanchun shuddered and said in a trembling voice, "It's because I'm not filial, and my mother is worried."

"Miss, let's not talk about this, you signed this document, and my lord will let you go back. It will be fine when my wife sees you." Tourmaline said anxiously.

Jia Yuanchun's hand holding the pen was trembling slightly, which showed the fierce struggle in her heart.

"Miss, what are you waiting for?" Baoqin and Tourmaline urged.

After a long time, Jia Yuanchun seemed to have stabilized his mood, or had already made a decision, she asked, "Where is Master Qin?"

Baoqin and Tourmaline only thought she was willing to sign, and couldn't help crying and laughing together.

Hearing this, the fat white man stepped out, took two steps but then stopped, turned his head and looked at Jia Yuanchun thoughtfully.

There were no windows in the interrogation room, only an oil lamp with a dim light.

The girl sat quietly on the dilapidated wooden bench, her face haggard under the candlelight but not concealing her coquettishness.Perhaps it was because her expression was too serious, the fat man looked at her as if he was looking at a statue of white marble.

Fatty Bai had been an interrogator for a long time, but he had never seen a prisoner who was so calm when he had to testify against his conscience.He stood on the spot and thought for a while, then turned back, walked up to Jia Yuanchun, leaned over and whispered to her: "Miss Jia, I have received 1 taels of silver from the house. For the sake of the 1 taels of silver , let me tell you two things."

He wiped the smile off his face, revealing the viciousness in his bones.

Jia Yuanchun still sat quietly, only rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on the face of the fat man.

"The first thing, this game was arranged by a big man you can't afford to provoke, you can't afford to provoke, I can't afford to provoke - that Lord Qin can't afford to provoke either. That Lord Qin can't get on this boat, but he can't afford to mess with him." You will never go to pick up someone who has fallen into the water, do you understand?"

Fatty Bai's voice was gloomy and cold. He looked at the unresponsive Jia Yuanchun and narrowed his eyes, "The second thing is that I, Gao Zhijian, have never had a life in my hands since I became an interrogator. If you don't do what I want, I will let him beg, die, no, can. Listen carefully, I don't want to make the scene too ugly. For the sake of money, you do it obediently, I won't I won't touch you; but you'd better not try to provoke me. Do you understand?"

Jia Yuanchun looked at him quietly for a moment, and said calmly: "Master Gao explained very clearly. Go and invite Master Qin to come."

Lord Qin is here.

Jia Yuanchun pursed his lips, and said surprisingly, "This is a plot to frame the emperor's grandson."

Fatty Bai and Lord Qin were stunned for a moment.

Lord Qin got up angrily, pointed at the fat man and cursed: "Gao Zhijian, I told you, I will not get involved in your muddy waters! You handle the matter well!" He looked at Jia Yuanchun with complicated eyes and said, "You I didn't hear what you said just now." He bowed his head and walked out.

Fatty Bai sent Master Qin off with a smile on his face.

Tourmaline and Baoqin were stunned by the accident.

Holding the piano and crying: "Miss, why are you bothering?"

Jia Yuanchun sat where she was, her heart sank little by little, but she didn't change her original belief at all.For His Royal Highness, even if there is only one ten thousandth hope, she is willing to work hard; even if there is no hope, she can at least choose not to be the executioner who pushed the emperor into the abyss.

"Toast, don't eat fine wine!" The fat white man walked back with a grinning grin, followed by two skinny jailers. He waved at Yuan Chun, "Tie up this little bitch for me! I'll let you See and see!"

Lash, nail board.

In the words of Fatty Bai, "This is just the beginning."

At first, Jia Yuanchun could hear the terrified cries of Bixi and Baoqin outside, and felt the pain in her body. Gradually... those painful sounds drifted away, and the twitching pain also became dull. I heard Fatty Bai say, "Let's do this for now, the days will be long."

Someone picked her up and half dragged her to a very cold place.

Jia Yuanchun tried to open his eyelids.It was so strange that she could see nothing with her eyes open, only a soundless darkness.

The languid warmth rushed to the limbs, and Jia Yuanchun passed out.

***

When the emperor grandson took Jia Yuanchun from the jailer, his arms were trembling.

Half of the girl's body was covered in blood, and drops of blood were still oozing from the fresh welt marks on her back.

He knew the methods used by those arraigners, even if the fearless Jiangyang robbers fell into their hands, they would just want to die quickly.

The torture that those desperadoes would tremble with fear, was inflicted on such a weak woman.

The emperor's grandson hugged Yuanchun and sat down leaning against a wooden pillar in the stable.

He used his arms and bent long legs to build a warm world, and placed the injured girl in it, exposing her injured back in front of his eyes.

The red is blood, and the white is the delicate skin of the girl.

Red and white, shocking.

He slowly stretched out his hand, tapped the girl's back lightly with his index finger, and then put the bit of red stained into his mouth.

Fishy, ​​astringent, bitter.

The smell of blood, and whips dipped in salt water.

The emperor's grandson touched the girl's downturned cheeks by feeling, and moved upwards little by little, until he touched her temples—it was wet and cold, whether it was sweat or tears.

He knew that she could have gone home unscathed and continued to be the pampered first daughter of a noble family.

He'd always known, from the first day this girl was sent over, he'd known that such a day would come.

Get close to him, win his trust, extract benefits from him, and betray him immediately when the situation changes.

There are too many people like this around, and almost everyone wants to get something from him.

This is his eternal life, as the grandson of the emperor, his life in the past 20 years.

Yuan Chun twitched slightly in a coma.

The emperor's grandson carefully avoided her wound and slowly embraced her.

She seemed to be muttering something.

The emperor's grandson went close to her ear, but she heard her hoarse ravings, repeatedly calling "mother".

***

The night is getting darker.

Yuan Chun had a fever, his forehead was burning hot, but his palms were cold; he was half-conscious, half-awake, in great pain.

The emperor's grandson put his hand on her forehead, and there was a strange indifference on his face, which was a side he rarely showed in front of others.

He thought silently, the world is so big, there are only a few people who really care about him.

If all these people are gone, what's the point of him winning this world.

After reading sage books for 20 years, I only said that to be a king is to serve the country and the people.

In all fairness, Prince Jing, the Seventh Prince, and even the brothers of the third generation all have the ability to govern the country. Even if they are not a generation of sages, they are not the generation of Jie and Zhou.

Who is the emperor does not make much difference in the world.

Yuan Chun's forehead was hot.

The emperor's grandson only felt that all his ambitions had been burnt to ashes.

Suffering such a serious injury and having such a high fever.

No medicine, no food, no water.

Maybe, the ecstasy envoy is already guarding Yuan Chun's side.

The son does not talk strangely and forcefully.

The emperor's grandson's heart is already in a mess.

***

When Jia Yuanchun regained consciousness, he bumped into the emperor's grandson who tied something around her neck.

She moved a bit, and the burning pain all over her body made her moan and groan.

"You're awake." The emperor's voice was as gentle as water, and his hand rested on her neck.

"En." Jia Yuanchun responded weakly, and moved his hand, but he didn't have the strength to lift it up. He only asked vaguely, "What is it?"

The emperor's grandson grabbed her slender fingertips, gently brought them to his lips, and said in a low voice, "It's a jade pendant."

He stared at the girl's fingertips, as if he was restraining the urge to kiss her.

Jia Yuanchun half-closed his eyes, and asked softly in a drowsy state, "What... jade pendant..."

The emperor's grandson moved his eyes away from the girl's fingertips, and said in a low and serious voice: "If the emperor's grandfather summons you one day, you must remember to wear this Fang Yu in a conspicuous place."

"What?" Jia Yuanchun tried his best to open his eyelids, and looked at the emperor grandson under the bright moonlight.

However, in half a day, he has changed a lot.

What changed, Yuan Chun couldn't tell, but he felt flustered all the time, couldn't help moving his fingers slightly, instinctively wanting to grab something, but only touched the new green stubble on the emperor's grandson's chin.

A little itchy.

The emperor's grandson laughed muffled, grabbed her fingers, and breathed on her fingertips.

Yuan Chun also had a little smile on his face, and heard that the emperor's grandson was so serious that he repeated what he said just now.

She asked, "What's the meaning of this jade pendant?"

The emperor's grandson tilted his head and thought for a while, then slowly said: "The emperor's grandfather will understand Gu today's grievances when he sees this jade pendant." He caressed Yuan Chun's brows with affection, and said in a low voice: "So, you must pay attention to the jade pendant." Do remember."

***

this moment.

Moonlight, snow color.

And the gentle look in the emperor's grandson's eyes.

It became the only light in the years when Yuanchun traveled alone.

***

After explaining about the jade pendant, the grandson of the emperor hugged Yuan Chun on the haystack, but got up and left by himself.

"Your Highness, you will be back, right?" Yuan Chun tried his best to get up from the haystack, looking at the emperor's grandson who was walking towards the courtyard gate.

The emperor's grandson stood there, paused for a while, and finally turned around and sat back beside Yuan Chun, touching her lips with his fingertips in pity, looking at her tenderly and saying: "I will come back soon. , close your eyes, sleep for a while... Soon, when you wake up, Gu will come back..."

The emperor's grandson's voice was like warm spring water.

Jia Yuanchun was bewildered, and reluctantly closed her eyes, she was indeed too tired, and suffered such a serious injury...

"Take Gu to see Prince Jing."

She heard him say this to the jailer at the gate.

The low and indistinct voice of the jailer, the creak of opening and closing the courtyard door, the sound of walking footsteps...

All gone, all gone.

There is only one round of cold moon, and the clear light is covered with snow.

***

That night, someone took Yuan Chun out of the stable.

The emperor's grandson died of illness on a snowy day.

The news spread like this, and no one knew the truth.

When Jia Yuanchun found out, it was the third day after she was taken out of the stable, and she was lying alone in a small room in the palace.

She shed many, many tears, and had many, many dreams in which the man who had promised to come back had to say goodbye to her many, many times.

When I woke up from the dream, I still remembered the sad feeling in the dream.Like the person in the pillow.

Her injuries had been healed very well, after more than half a month, the welts that had nearly killed her seemed to have never existed.

She was sent to Fengzao Palace as a female historian.

Every day, I read some miscellaneous biographies of unofficial history and travel notes on landscapes, but I feel leisurely.

Some concubines in the harem like to read poems about love, and the maids who came to pick up the books went away a lot, and after getting acquainted with Yuan Chun, they occasionally asked, "Why do I never see you read these?"

Jia Yuanchun only smiled.

The maid who asked the question thought about it for herself, and said with a smile: "That's right, you haven't arrived until the [-]th, so you still don't understand."

Jia Yuanchun still smiled, did not speak, took the book that the maid wanted, sat under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and continued to look down at the place where he had just disconnected.

But this time, she was a little out of her mind. She raised her head, looked at the sky and clouds in the early spring through the branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and seemed to hear the man whispering in her ear again: "Life is born with love, and there is no need for love." Learn from books. Poetry expresses love, and if you read too much, you will be addicted to it."

***

The osmanthus tree in the yard is in bloom.

The small light yellow osmanthus is hidden among the green leaves, exuding a sweet aroma.

It was only then that Jia Yuanchun realized that it had been half a year.

For half a year, she lived alone, ate and slept alone, and she felt a peace in her heart that she had never had before.

Until this day, Mother Jia came to see her.

There was never a reason for a grandmother to visit her granddaughter.

Mother Jia took advantage of the once-a-year chance to greet the Queen Mother and found Fengzao Palace.

The grandfather and grandson talked a lot under the fragrant osmanthus tree.

Jia Yuanchun finally knelt down in front of Mother Jia, who was complaining and weeping, and said in a low voice, "It's because my granddaughter is ignorant, so you are worried about it. From now on, my granddaughter will just follow the wishes of the family."

So, during the Lantern Festival, at the end of the corridor where the lights were dimmed, she happened to meet Shui Li, the eldest son of Prince Jing's mansion.

Yuan Chun knew that he was not ugly.

Seeing the light of surprise in Shui Li's eyes, she took a step back and smiled lightly. When she lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, a great sadness gushed out from the bottom of her heart, which caught her off guard and her face turned pale.

"Are you okay?" Shui Li asked with concern, reaching out to her...

***

After Shui Li delivered her request to marry her, the emperor summoned Jia Yuanchun.

Yuan Chun pleaded with Eunuch Qin who came to deliver the decree: "Please wait a moment, Eunuch, I will come right away."

Eunuch Qin looked at the girl in front of him with some pity. She was fourteen or fifteen years old, as fresh and tender as a flower. She only wanted to reach the sky in one step, and she didn't know the time of death was right in front of her eyes.He didn't make things difficult for Yuan Chun, he just said: "Hurry up, there is no reason for the emperor to wait for you."

Yuan Chun went back to the house, without arranging his makeup or hair, or changing his clothes, he just took out a string wrapped in silk handkerchief from the bottom of the box.

White webbing, the simplest style.

She lay on the bed that day, unraveling and unraveling, and she was not satisfied until her back injury was healed.

At this moment, she took off the jade pendant that had been hanging around her neck, and tied it around her waist with this white webbing.

Qin Gong looked at her white eyes on the road, wanting to remind those who are not in compliance with the rules, but also think that if they are not in compliance with the rules, this little girl will not survive, so let her go.

Yuan Chun didn't know Eunuch Qin's thoughts. She walked on the white marble steps leading to Qianqing Palace with an indescribable lightness.

In the eyes of the emperor, a woman who has been with his grandson day and night for three months and now seduces another grandson to propose marriage is simply looking for death.What's more, the grandson has already passed away, and the emperor passed away very sadly.

But the emperor still wanted to see Yuanchun.

Because, he can no longer see the most beloved grandson of the emperor.

The old emperor had grief, pain, and anger in his chest. He wanted to let Yuanchun feel the wrath of thunder, and let the greedy Jia family behind her know what the unfathomable power of the sky is... He was so difficult that he wrote the memorial with his left hand , a serious illness two months ago made his right arm unable to move freely.He wrote, thought, and waited.

Eunuch Qin, who had been with him for half his life, walked over quickly in small steps, and whispered beside him: "Your Majesty, Jia Nushi is waiting outside."

The old emperor suppressed the anger and grief in his heart, and whispered: "Let her in." He didn't have the strength to express his anger and grief loudly.He just put down the memorial in his hand, turned his eyes to the threshold, and saw a young girl, Ping Ping Ting Ting, walking in.

She is tall and slender, with her head down, she can't see her face clearly, only a silver hairpin is pressed on her black hair, her clothes are only blue and black, and the jade pendant that is only pressed on the skirt is made of white strings— - This is a taboo color.

The old emperor squinted his eyes, this Yuan Chun was different from what he thought.According to him, what young people like is to be charming and pretty, and they will never dress so cleanly that they seem to be filial piety for someone.Thinking of this, the old emperor felt a pain in his heart.

Yuan Chun gradually came forward and knelt down on the ground.The jade pendant on her skirt touched the gold brick and made two soft "jingle" sounds.

She knelt down at the desk.

The old emperor suddenly leaned forward, his eyes fell on the jade pendant, and he did not move for a long time.

If he didn't speak, no one in the huge Qianqing Palace dared to speak.

Jia Yuanchun knelt quietly, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, the old emperor finally spoke, his voice was already old, "Forget it, you go, go back and be your history of Fengzao palace ladies with peace of mind."

As soon as this remark came out, Eunuch Qin was very surprised. He glanced at Jia Yuanchun who was below him, and thought to himself that the female historian didn't say a word, how could the emperor change his mind.

Jia Yuanchun didn't know why the emperor sent her here, but she was summoned by the emperor for the first time in two years, but the emperor didn't ask her to raise her head, she couldn't raise her head, and she didn't know whether the jade pendant had been seen or not.So after Shane got up, she stood still but didn't move.

Seeing this, Eunuch Qin quickly walked over and said, "Ms. Jia, please."

Jia Yuanchun stretched out his hand to hold the jade pendant, remembering what the man said that day when he tied the jade pendant around her neck, the arrogance from nowhere drove her to take off the jade pendant and held it in front of the emperor.

Eunuch Qin was taken aback by her bold move, hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and sternly reprimanded: "What do you want to do with your Majesty! Don't you want your head?!"

Facing the Ninth Five-Year Sovereign, Yuan Chun was also afraid of eating such a drink from Eunuch Qin, even though he was afraid, he didn't retreat a step, he just held the jade pendant in front of the emperor's eyes.

The old emperor waved lightly to Eunuch Qin.

Eunuch Qin immediately backed away, hugged Fuchen and lowered his head.

Yuan Chun raised his face and looked at the old emperor on the dragon chair. His voice trembled because of excitement, "Your Majesty, this was handed over to the servant by His Royal Highness Taisun that day. Your Highness said that if one day the emperor summons the servant, the servant will give the jade to the slave." Wear it in a conspicuous place—if the emperor sees it, he will know what His Highness wronged that day." She didn't know why she was crying, she was not allowed to cry in the palace, let alone in front of the emperor, she thought vaguely in her heart : I broke such a big rule, maybe I really want to lose my head.However, she was still talking, as if another she was there to guide her, "Your servant is useless. I waited for two and a half years before being summoned by the emperor. Maybe I will never have the chance to be summoned by the emperor again in this lifetime. This time, no matter what the servants say, they can live up to His Highness's entrustment. Your Majesty—" Holding the jade pendant, she wept mournfully, "Do you understand His Highness's grievances?"

The old emperor looked at the jade pendant held in the palm of the girl's hand with complicated eyes, and then looked at her tearful face. He sighed, thinking that Yuanchun didn't know anything about Yongsheng's protective heart, and thought that even though she didn't know, she was willing Take a risk to justify the name of the lost Eternal Life.Although he is an emperor in the world, when he saw this situation, he could only lament that God's will tricks people, why should he add another misfortune, because he sighed: "I know it all. You go back and get married... I owe him, repay it." If you think about it, he is also willing..." The old emperor coughed violently, and couldn't stop coughing, almost holding his breath.

Eunuch Qin hastily passed on the imperial doctor, and all the young eunuchs who served him also started to act.

Jia Yuanchun stood dumbfounded among a bunch of busy court ladies and eunuchs, thinking: Your Highness, the emperor said that he understands your grievances.

Everyone is in a hurry, and no one cares about her.

Yuan Chun went out of the door in a daze, holding the jade pendant in both hands, she went down the jade steps to Fengzao Palace, crying and laughing all the way, like crazy.

In the Qianqing Palace, the old emperor was fed a bottle of Su Hexiang and woke up slowly. He was so tired that he closed his eyes, but tears overflowed from his eyelids. Strong..."

×××

More than a month later, a small sedan chair carried Jia Yuanchun into Prince Jing's mansion.The daughter of Jiang Hanlin's family, Jiang Jiatang, also entered the mansion the next day.

If there are more women in the backyard, there will be more right and wrong.When he first entered the mansion, all Yuan Chun saw was amiable and radiant, but he passed some stable days.

One year later, Yuan Chun broke the matter between Prince Jing, Concubine Yue and the Seventh Prince in Changyin Pavilion, and made friends with Concubine Yue when she was grounded, but Shui Li's biological mother, Lang, became dissatisfied.

The concubine can only suffer from her husband's biological mother.

Shui Li was not completely ignorant, so he took Yuan Chun to live in Zhuangzi to relax.

It is April day, and the poplar flowers are flying around the sky.

Shui Li got up early to go to court, and Yuan Chun took tourmaline, Baoqin, and the accompanying maid for a walk along a small river beside Zhuangzi.

There is a large flower garden at the bend of the creek.

Yuan Chunxing took two maids to identify the name of the flower. They were talking about something interesting, but they saw a red flower. Tourmaline said it was azalea, but Baoqin said it was Phalaenopsis.Yuan Chun pursed his lips and listened for a while with a smile, then looked from a distance, pointed to a flower farmer in the shade of a tree not far away, and said: "Why don't you ask the person who planted it."

I have a little maid who follows to call people over.

The visitor walked forward with a stooped body.

Yuan Chun looked at it with a smile at first, and when he saw the appearance of the visitor, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then took a closer look at him, then looked around, and said, "Let me tell you what kind of flower this is." His eyes stopped Tourmaline and Baoqin from following.

The person who came was an old man in his 60s, so Tourmaline and Baoqin stayed where they were and waited.

Yuan Chun walked about ten steps with the old man, and then asked aloud: "Grandpa Su, how did you get here?"

It turned out that this person was actually Eunuch Su who served the emperor's grandson.

"His Royal Highness knew that he was in danger that day, so he entrusted the rest of the grandson's palace to Prince Jing, and the old slave became a flower farmer in this village." Eunuch Su now looks like a flower farmer, with a laborer in his hand. A bamboo hat for shade.

"Oh." After such a long time, someone suddenly mentioned the grandson of the emperor, and Yuan Chun felt unreal. She looked around and saw flowers everywhere. They were really colorful, but in the bottom of her heart, they became broken walls and ruins. .She stood where she was, without moving.

When she was still in Taisun Palace, she hadn't seen Eunuch Su very much, and she had nothing to say when they reunited.However, she felt that this Eunuch Su was friendly for no reason.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Su Gonggong turned his eyes, then stopped suddenly, and murmured: "Did Your Highness actually give you this jade pendant?"

Yuan Chun lowered her head and looked at the jade pendant beside her skirt, which was worn with a goose-yellow Wufu Ruyi chain. She asked Su Gonggong, "You know this?"

Eunuch Su looked at Yuan Chun more kindly now. He recalled slowly and said: "At the beginning, His Highness had a younger sister of the same mother, who only landed at tea time later than His Highness. I bought a pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants and gave them to His Highness and Little Gege. The two little masters are beating little friends..."

Yuan Chun had already vaguely anticipated the direction of this past event, and couldn't help but clenched the jade pendant by his skirt.

"It's a pity that little Gege was weak in the womb, and he died when he was eight years old. What a cute and cute little Gege..." Eunuch Su wiped the corners of his eyes, "His Highness kept Xiao Gege's phoenix pendant, and brought his own dragon pendant to accompany him." Little Gege was buried, and since then she has been carrying Feng Pei with her... the former concubine, no, Immortal Master Jingci suffered a serious illness because of this, and since then the palace has rarely mentioned the matter of Little Gege." Eunuch Su was somewhat Sobbing, "What a good little Gege, what a great grandson! Why don't good people live long... This is really God's eyes..."

It turned out to be the case.

It is so.

The jade in the palm of her hand has been warmed by her, but she feels that the palm of her hand is cold.

It is only now that I understand how much the emperor's grandson protected her that day, which made her feel unbearable!

The Sri Lankan has passed away, but he still protects her well with his relics.If it weren't for this jade pendant, she would have turned into a wisp of dead soul in Qianqing Palace that day, how could she stand under the clear sky.

Yuan Chun walked back in a daze.

It was almost noon, and the sun was scorching like fire.

Yuan Chun walked to the edge of the flower garden, put his hand on the zither, and said: "I just found out about myself today..." Then he felt sick and couldn't speak.

Baoqin and Tourmaline hurriedly supported her, at least sent her back to Zhuangzi and invited a doctor.

After a diagnosis, it turned out to be a happy pulse.

Everyone in the room beamed with joy.

Yuan Chun looked over one by one, grabbed the edge of the bed and vomited again.

×××

The old emperor has gone, and Prince Jing ascends the throne.

But three years later, Prince Jing also went, so it was Shui Li's turn to become emperor.

After a while, these women in Shuili's backyard should all have titles.

Yuan Chun chose a place in Fengzao Palace. Although the decree of canonization has not yet come down, but she used to be the side concubine of the eldest son, and now she will naturally become the imperial concubine, only the title has not yet been drawn up.

She has not been here in this palace for a long time.

During the three years when Shui Li became the crown prince, he still lived in Prince Jing's mansion.Naturally, she rarely had the opportunity to come to the palace.

After a few years of separation, the osmanthus tree is still full of vitality, exuding a sweet osmanthus fragrance.

In the evening, Jia Yuanchun left Fengzao Palace and walked casually in the harem.

Her face was a little strange.

Now Baoqin is gone, and Bixi was busy moving the palace and did not follow, the newly assigned maid did not dare to stop her.

Seeing that Yuan Chun had already left the boundary of the harem, the maids behind wanted to come up to stop her, but Yuan Chun's footsteps were so fast that the maids couldn't catch up.

Yuan Chun was walking along a long corridor, she walked in a hurry, as if she was afraid that she might miss something.

She walked in a hurry, feeling that this road was so familiar.

At the end of the corridor is a small courtyard.

In the last few steps, she almost ran over.

The wooden courtyard door was already a bit rotten, and with Yuan Chun's light push, it wobbled open.

There were two or three eunuchs standing in the yard, who were cleaning up the things in the yard. When they heard the creaking of the wooden door and suddenly saw a beautiful young woman in palace attire, they couldn't react.Such a filthy place, even a decent servant would not want to come.

Jia Yuanchun looked over one by one, the dilapidated hut, the leaky stables, the plum tree, the vines on the wall—all still, all still there.

The eunuchs knelt down, and the maids behind also chased after them.

Jia Yuanchun walked to the courtyard, and she stroked the strong branches of the plum tree. Many years ago, someone once painted plum blossoms with her here.

She caressed the vines on the wall, and in the picture of plum blossoms, the dots of red plums were dyed by the berries from the vines.

She went on and walked into the dilapidated hut.

There was no light in the room, and it was dark. She looked up, looked out at the broken roof, and looked at the faint stars in the night sky.

She remembered that that year, someone watched the stars at night with her here.

The stars at that time were really bright.

She had never seen such a bright star again.

The palace maid followed up cautiously, and asked for instructions: "Your Majesty, this place is dirty, why don't you come and see it after it's been renovated?"

Jia Yuanchun let out a "huh" and came out of the hut before realizing it, and asked, "Is this place going to be renovated?"

The maid smiled and said: "Yes, Madam. The first emperor was frugal at that time, but now it is said that the government is good and the people are harmonious, and it is said that the granary is overflowing. Long live Lord is about to renovate these old places in the palace when he ascends the throne."

Jia Yuanchun gave another "hmm", his eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly walked towards the sink by the stable.

There is quite a strange smell there, and the maids are a little reluctant to follow.

Jia Yuanchun didn't notice it at all, she walked over quickly in small steps, paused, and squatted down.

All the eunuchs and maids in the next circle were dumbfounded, not knowing what the concubine of the Long Live Lord was going to do.

Jia Yuanchun stretched out her hand to feel in the pile of straw beside her. She didn't care about the plaster rubbed on her delicate jade white hand. After searching for a while, she found a thin stick with an indeterminate texture. It was as long as two fingers. .

Suddenly there was a crisp "ding", but it was Yuan Chun who was holding the thin stick and hitting the earthen pot under the sink.

The sound of "jingling" continued, and she knocked on a row of earthen jars one by one.

After so many years, after countless rain, snow, and sun exposure, the water in these earthen pots has risen or shallowed.

Yuan Chun squatted in front of this row of dilapidated earthen pots, knocking, changing the order and knocking again, but the sound that came out still lost the harmony in memory.She wanted to sing that little tune, but when she opened her mouth, she found that she could no longer remember the words, and the tune she vaguely remembered was not right or wrong.

She stopped beating on the earthen pot, and suddenly felt a sense of tranquility around her body.

Yuan Chun turned around with some doubts, but saw Shui Li standing opposite her in a bright yellow dragon robe, and a white hat to show her mourning. Call me easy to find."

Yuan Chun went to meet his hand, but halfway saw the plaster on his hand, and was stunned before he knew it.

Shui Li didn't care, but still held her hand, and looked at the crock pots, and asked: "Do you like this? Next time, let the craftsman make a set with jade, isn't it more interesting than this?"

"When did you come, Your Majesty?" Yuan Chun asked first, and after hearing what Shui Li said, he bowed his head and smiled gently, and said, "It's just a momentary curiosity, but the courtiers and concubines don't know how to use it if they really made jade, it's just a waste; But Jiatang is good at rhythm, it would be better to send it to her than to give it to me."

The two said that they had already walked to the imperial chariot, and the maid handed over a wet handkerchief to wipe their hands.

Shui Li got up and got on the imperial chariot, and stretched out his hand to support Yuan Chun, and said with a smile, "Let's go, I will take you back."

Yuan Chun, on the other hand, gave Qianqian a blessing, avoided Shui Li's hand, and still smiled, as if a little bit annoyed, "There is no reason for a concubine to sit on a royal chariot, let alone a concubine who has not yet been canonized."