Dressed as Concubine Xian [Comprehensive Yanxi Palace]

The Longevity Festival is coming as scheduled.

At the luxurious palace banquet, the harem concubines presented their carefully prepared congratulatory gifts one after another.

Empress Fucha drew a picture for Qianlong herself, and her earnestness is evident.

However, Concubine Gao's congratulatory gift was a performance performed with the Western musical instruments left by her grandpa. It was not only exquisite in heart, but also full of words and expressions.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was a bit awkward. The concubines were worried about being affected, so they hurriedly offered gifts and then retreated to the side.Only Qianlong was intoxicated by the illusion of harmony in the harem, holding the empress with his left hand and the concubine with his right hand, watching the wonderful Western fireworks show together.

□□It was an accidental invention of a Chinese alchemist. In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, fireworks specially used for royal entertainment appeared. In the Song Dynasty, fireworks viewing had a considerable scale, leaving behind such things as "the east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, blows them down, and stars Like the rain" beautiful words.

With the expansion of the Mongol Empire, fireworks gradually spread to Europe, and after the research and development of the Italians, from pure orange to red as strontium, green as barium, blue as copper, yellow as sodium... …In the end, the fireworks modified by Western Europe returned to the Qing Dynasty as a precious import, and became the instant youth of royal festivals.

Therefore, when the Western fireworks show specially prepared for the Longevity Festival started, almost everyone—including Shu Pin, who was born in a wealthy family—could not help showing amazed expressions, let alone those who saw such a grand event for the first time. Ladies and eunuchs.

Only She Shuxian is a modern person who has seen music and fireworks shows. She couldn't express her amazement at the few sparse flowers in the night sky, let alone understand the out-of-control exclamations of the court ladies and eunuchs.

She looked at the night sky calmly, with a peaceful expression, just like an ordinary gardener admiring flowers.

Standing not far from Concubine Xian with the prince, her every move, every frown and smile is under his gaze.

Seeing that Concubine Xian was still unable to show a smile in the face of such a grand scene, Hongzhou's mood became even more gloomy.

He knew that Concubine Xian was unhappy, but he didn't expect her to be so unhappy.

Obviously I met you first...why in the end...

He and the prince clenched their fists, holding back the anger that was about to spit out.

……

After the grand fireworks display, it is the turn of officials from all over the world to present birthday gifts.

Officials are good at guessing, and most of the gifts they send are auspicious symbols that symbolize the prosperity of the country and the strength of the people, such as a nine ears of rice.

Some officials also prepared folk stunts.

The performances of folk grassroots artists are not as exquisite and dignified as court performances, but they have vitality and appeal that rigid court performances cannot match. Even Qianlong was interested in the performances of the eight major troupes, intending to keep these troupes in the capital and integrate with each other. A new type of opera that combines the strengths of the eight major operas has been born.

Of course, these are later stories.

On She Shuxian's side, watching the wonderful performances on the stage one after another, thinking that in less than a hundred years, the bustling Forbidden City will become dilapidated, with compensation and land cession piled one after another... Suddenly, she was inexplicably irritable, and said in a low voice. The queen said: "Your Majesty, my concubine is not feeling well, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you..."

"Your health is important, sister Concubine Xian, go back and rest! If the emperor asks, I will explain it to you." Empress Fucha said thoughtfully.

"Thank you Queen."

She Shuxian got up and left with the help of the maids and nanny.

Prince He, who was opposite, saw Concubine Xian suddenly get up and leave the table, she seemed to be unwell, but also worried in her heart, hurriedly poured herself a few sips of wine, and went to the side hall to rest under the pretext of being drunk.

The Prince Baylor who was at the same table saw that Hongzhou left after only a few sips of wine, thinking that he was going to repeat his old tricks and use his drunkenness to do some inappropriate things in the imperial garden, and they all laughed and joked: "We used to be a thousand years with the prince." If you don't get drunk, what's going on today..."

"Imperial brother's birthday, to have fun with the people, younger brother sees the prosperous scene of the prosperous age, immediately drunk and everyone is drunk!"

Hong Zhou made a lot of nonsense, and staggered away from the banquet with the support of the little eunuch.

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The Longevity Festival is an annual grand event in the Forbidden City. Almost all the maids, eunuchs, and guards who are not on errands go to Qianqing Palace to watch the excitement. Therefore, when Hong Zhou caught up with She Shuxian, there was no messenger within [-] meters.

Hong Zhou walked quickly to She Shuxian's side and asked, "Why did your empress leave the palace banquet suddenly? Did she not like the excitement, or did she not like the show, or was it hurt by the scene?"

"I'm worrying too much with the prince. My palace occasionally felt cold and had to leave early. It's not because I don't like the excitement or the birthday celebration program prepared by local officials, and I don't have any hurt feelings!" She Shuxian replied a little distantly. .

For Prince He, she always felt guilty and uneasy, not knowing what to do was the right thing to do.

When Prince He learned that Concubine Xian was infected with the cold, he was at a loss for what to do. He wanted to take off the cloak and put it on for her, but he was afraid of damaging Concubine Xian's reputation. It's windy and cold, and I don't even know how to prepare clothes to keep out the cold!"

"The slave knows his mistake!"

Zhen'er was scolded innocently and felt wronged, but she couldn't say anything, so she had to bring a group of court ladies and eunuchs to kneel down.

She Shuxian saw that Prince He treated the original owner of the body with such affection, and realized that if she did not tell the truth, it would cause a catastrophe, so she said to Prince He: "I don't want to see their hypocrisy at the palace banquet anymore, so I left early under the pretext of being infected with the cold." Xi, don't blame them."

"It turns out that I blamed you all."

Hearing that Concubine Xian was fine, and even a first-rank official dared to beat her casually, Prince He not only immediately admitted his mistake, but even apologized to the maids and eunuchs. The maids and eunuchs were flattered and said repeatedly: "The servants are also at fault!"

"Ah."

Prince He was born noble, so he naturally didn't take the fear of the maids seriously, snorted casually, and said to She Shuxian: "The road is dark at night, let me walk with you for a while!"

"Okay, I also have something to tell you." She Shuxian said in a low voice.

Hearing the words, Prince He was startled, and said: "Are you going to tell me that once you enter the Hou's gate, it's as deep as the sea, and from then on Xiao Lang is a passerby?"

"No, what I want to tell you hurts more than 'from now on Xiao Lang is a passerby'."

She Shuxian made a gesture: "Nurse..."

"Whoo!"

Rong Wan understood, deliberately slowed down her pace, and led the maids and eunuchs to keep a distance of more than ten meters from She Shuxian and the prince.

Seeing She Shuxian's arrangement, Prince He knew that what she was going to say to him was very important, so he immediately became vigilant and said, "What is your empress going to say?"

"Prince He, do you believe in reincarnation?" She Shuxian asked back.

"This……"

Most Manchu people believed in shamanism, and Hong Zhou was no exception. After hearing She Shuxian's question, he suddenly felt confused and asked, "What exactly is your empress trying to say?"

"If I say that the Huifanara Shushen who accepted your jade pendant in the alley is dead, the Huifanara Shushen standing in front of you is not the same Huifanara Shushen back then, you Do you believe it?" She Shuxian said as tactfully as possible.

In the era of superstition, such illusory things as soul wearing are said without any foreshadowing. The mild ones are misunderstood as insanity and imprisoned for life, and the serious ones are directly sentenced to evil spirits seizing the house and executed on the spot!

"I believe."

Hearing this, She Shuxian was secretly delighted, and was about to organize her words to let Prince He understand that the Concubine Xian whom he loved was no longer there, but she heard Prince He say sternly: "Everything in the past, such as dying yesterday, and various things in the future, such as being born today. I know the truth of our life No fate, my nostalgia for the past has no meaning except to bring you troubles. However... I can't help myself... I can't help myself... The only thing I have..."

"No, I didn't mean that... I meant..."

She Shuxian didn't expect that Prince and Prince would understand that "the Huifanara Shushen standing in front of you is not the Huifanara Shushen from back then", and she was incoherent for a while.

"What does that lady mean?"

"This……"

She Shuxian didn't know how to answer.

Prince He looked at She Shuxian and mourned earnestly: "Your Majesty, you are the imperial concubine, and you will never and will never accept me, but—please don't even deprive me of the right to love you silently in my heart."

"And Prince, I'm not...I...I..."

She Shuxian was forced to have nowhere to retreat by the words of the prince, so she could only speak bluntly in a low voice: "I am not Huifa Nala Shushen, I am She Shuxian!"

"What did you say!"

And the Prince trembled with fright.

Subconsciously, he wanted to grab She Shuxian's shoulders to ask, but because of the helplessness flashing in his starry eyes, he felt a pain in his heart. He withdrew his outstretched hands and whispered: "Tell me, where did she go! Shushen Where are people now!"

"She's always been...here..."

She Shuxian pointed to her heart and said in a low voice: "I don't know why I became Huifa Nala Shushen, and I was already in Chengqian Palace when I woke up... I became Concubine Xian..."

"So, you are the evil spirit of seizing the house?!"

Hong Zhou interrupted She Shuxian's explanation.

But he loves Concubine Xian after all, even if he is extremely angry and hates to question, he keeps his voice down as much as possible, for fear of being heard by a third person.

After going around in such a big circle, in the end——

She Shuxian had no choice but to say: "Prince and I don't know how to explain the whole story to you, but I am not an evil ghost. When I became Huifanara Shushen, the original Huifanara Shushen was already Dead. I have all the memories of Huifa Nala Shushen, and I know the past between you and her. I was in Shoukang Palace that day, and I also deliberately..."

"Stop it! I don't want to hear it!"

Hong Zhou showed a heartbroken expression.

The arrogant and indulgent half of his life, he has never been so helpless and desperate like this moment, even more painful and speechless than when he found out that the one he loves has become the emperor's brother and concubine!

She Shuxian knew that he was suffering in every possible way in his heart, so she stopped explaining and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, but I have tarnished your feelings for her."

"You didn't tarnish my feelings for her. You just gave me hope...and tore it apart..."

Hong Zhou stopped and said, "Concubine Xian, the Jinghe Gate is ahead."

The author has something to say:

Emotional drama is really difficult to write...crying...

However, even if he knows that the Shushen in front of him is not the Shushen he was back then, Hong Zhou will still follow Dorgon's old path...

The next chapter will burn the costume~