Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

Wang Xifeng was full of fear in Jia's mansion, and Qingwen was also miserable in the palace.

She herself was fine, but every time she saw Jia Yuanchun holding his breath and barely surviving, she couldn't help crying.

Life is better than death!

Qingwen, who is now Mo Xiaomei, finally understood the meaning of this sentence deeply.

Life is too painful, too miserable!

Death is liberation!

But you can't die, you have to hold on to live!

The pain in this is unspeakable!

Every time she saw Jia Yuanchun leaning on the bedside, breathing hard, Mo Xiaomei really wanted to help her out of this pain!

But she couldn't, because the flames of revenge were burning brightly in Jia Yuanchun's eyes.

She is going to strangle the current emperor to death with her own hands!

Everything is arranged in secret.

They are all waiting for a signal!

When the time comes, the emperor will be able to escape Jia Yuanchun's fatal blow, but he may not be able to escape the precious concubine's cold arrow!

The precious concubine has been operating in the palace for many years, and there are so many palace maids and eunuchs who have been bribed by her!

When that day comes, Concubine Zhenxiu will control all the concubines in the harem.

Although this matter is difficult, it is not difficult for Concubine Zhenxi.

But what Jia Yuanchun, the virtuous concubine, has to do is much simpler: nothing more than a fatal blow, and then a bite to relieve hatred!

It was only dawn on this day, and Jia Yuanchun opened his eyes, staring blankly at the shiny window paper.

There was a slight wind outside, making the window paper flutter softly.

The charcoal basin in the main hall will be extinguished, and there will be faint thin smoke flowing slowly in the cold main hall, blooming beautiful smoke patterns all the way.

The cold air of the winter morning sneaked into the hall through the cracks in the windows and doors.There was a dry, cold fresh air in the hall.

The whole Fengzao Palace was silent, and there seemed to be the sound of a pigeon whistle in the distance, very thin and far away, like a slender silk thread, stretched very long, faintly passed into Jia Yuanchun's ears.

"Someone is releasing pigeons..."

Jia Yuanchun leaned on the bed, the corners of his bloodless mouth slightly raised.

She also had a pair of pigeons when she was a child, very beautiful pigeons.She also releases the pigeons out of the loft every morning and listens to the clear whistle.

"It sounds so good... I don't know how many times I can hear the sound of the pigeon whistle..."

Jia Yuanchun murmured, the corners of his mouth raised more and more.

She thought of her happy childhood in Jia's mansion.Thinking about it now, in her 30 to [-] years of life, only the first ten years were carefree and the purest joy.

"Ma'am... are you awake?"

Just when Jia Yuanchun was lost in memory, someone whispered in her ear.

"Your Majesty, why don't you sleep for a while? The ginseng soup hasn't been stewed yet, so it will take half an hour anyway."

This is Mo Xiaomei's voice, and now she is the only one who is willing to serve Jia Yuanchun, the "living dead".

Now she is relying on the thick ginseng soup to hang her breath every day.

In the palace, no one would pay attention to a dying concubine like her.

"No, I won't sleep anymore, I will soon have a long sleep, now...now..."

Before Jia Yuanchun finished a sentence, he was out of breath.

Mo Xiaomei hurriedly hugged her in her arms and patted her on the back gently.Jia Yuanchun in her arms was as thin as a stick, and Mo Xiaomei did not dare to use any force, for fear that Jia Yuanchun in her arms would shatter if she did.

"Mother, please slow down, don't worry..."

Mo Xiaomei hastily comforted her in a low voice.

"I……"

Jia Yuanchun smiled wryly, and just opened his mouth to speak, when he heard someone outside knocking on the palace gate.

"Who? Who knocked on the door so early in the morning?"

Mo Xiaomei was puzzled.

Both of them held their breaths and listened to the movement outside.

There were the small footsteps of the little maid, and then the heavy palace door was pulled open, followed by crisp voices.

After a while, the little maid replied in a low voice outside the window: "Ma'am, are you awake? It's Sister Cailian from Yikun Palace who came to deliver ginseng."

"Okay, the empress is already awake, let her come in!"

Mo Xiaomei said hurriedly.

"Yes!"

Someone agreed crisply, and then the door outside the palace was gently pushed open, and a court lady with a graceful figure and a handsome appearance walked in.

Cailian is one of the big palace maids under Concubine Gui, she is very favored.

Mo Xiaomei hurriedly came out from the inner room, with a smile on her face, she said: "Sister, are you here? You brought ginseng over again? I'm really sorry for your trouble, thank you, the imperial concubine! The imperial concubine has really saved our lives. , we will never forget!"

While talking, she quickly took the ginseng from Cailian.This is a decades-old ginseng, which is very precious.

Mo Xiaomei hurriedly took the ginseng with both hands, put it on the table respectfully, and hurriedly turned her head to thank with a smile.

"Sister, don't be too polite! Our mistress and your mistress have always been on good terms. Such an idea is really nothing, so don't forget it."

Cai Lian said with a smile that she likes this girl named Mo Xiaomei very much. Not only is she born well, but more importantly, she is smart and bright, with a smile on her face, which makes people feel happy when they see her.

She didn't like Jia Yuanchun very much.

This lady is too weak!Sick all day long.

Although she is seriously ill now and looks ugly, but when she is in good health, it is rare to see her smile!

Even if he smiled by chance, the smile couldn't reach the bottom of his heart, it always seemed to be forced out.

She seems to have a lot of troubles every day, and she always looks so frowning and full of thoughts.

Who is that happy?

Who has nothing to worry about?

Let alone a lady from Fengzao Palace, it is their Yikun Palace, the Jingren Palace of the Empress Dowager, or even the Wanfu Palace of the Empress Dowager, which palace has no worries?

Even the emperor has countless worries!

So what?Still have to live on?Might as well live happily ever after...

Looking at this little sister Mo again, she seems to be a palace maid in charge of burying corpses, right?Now serving such a dying concubine, she is happy every day, full of energy!

How wonderful!

Everyone in the palace suffers, and everyone in the world suffers!

It is nothing to be able to live a hard life, but to be able to turn a hard life into a sweet life, this is the ability!

Cailian looked at Mo Xiaomei, and couldn't express her liking in her heart.She gently grabbed Mo Xiaomei's clothes, and carefully looked at a white magnolia flower secretly embroidered on the invisible place, and she was very pleasantly surprised.

"Oh! Why did you embroider flowers here? What a coincidence, this embroiderer is really good."

Cailian kept admiring while watching.

"I have a bit worn out here, and the other places are still good. It would be a pity if I threw it away. That's why I came up with this method."

Mo Xiaomei replied with a smile, she could feel Cailian's kindness, and naturally liked this court lady very much.

"Hey... have you heard? The emperor seems to have ordered the officials in the court to start to clean up your empress's mother's house! I heard that you should use someone named Feng first for surgery, I'm afraid that person's life will be lost!"

Cailian whispered in the little girl's ear.

"What?" Mo Xiaomei was startled when she heard it.

"Hey... it's finally started... everything about me is coming to an end."

Jia Yuanchun in the room smiled wryly.