Traveling through life to become rich

Concubine Xiao slipped into the water in mid-winter, contracted severe wind and cold, and became ill for a long time.Even the married wives who knew about it laughed strangely: "Assuming the position of concubine, but I can only sit at the bottom, don't call it sick and avoid others!"

On the day when she fell into the water, Concubine Xiao was invited by Concubine Li to enjoy the scenery. Meng Dong was frozen, and all the koi in the imperial garden were netted out to be raised in the warm pool. What kind of scenery did they enjoy?

What's more, Concubine Xiao was a child of an aristocratic family before entering the palace, and she was extremely good at riding and shooting. Even though the emperor didn't like her these years, and he became neglected, she would not be so downcast that she fell into the glacier.

What's more, why did the ice collapse on purpose, as if it was waiting for him.

However, Concubine Li is the princess of the northern kingdom after all, not to mention that the emperor didn't reprimand, the queen mother even rewarded many treasures to calm the surprise

During the grand palace banquet in the New Year, she proudly wore the Qibao Danfeng Bu Yao.The emperor saw that she served wine with a clever smile, but he still laughed at Yanyan.

Those who are interested sigh secretly, after all, the emperor is greedy for novelty, even if he is a servant since childhood, he should not accept a male concubine, no wonder the queen mother is always in trouble.

When the wine was half drunk, someone hurriedly stopped in front of the hall. Looking at it, it was a small eunuch still wearing thin autumn clothes. He ignored the guards and wanted to break into the palace. Picking up the vermilion cardamom, chuckled lightly: "Hey, what's the matter?"

"I'm afraid he's dead!" The low-ranking concubine recognized Concubine Xiao's poor slave, and whispered to herself that the master would not be able to get on the stage, and the slave didn't know the rules, so he just dragged him out and beat him to death.

After all, the queen mother is getting old and has already left the banquet.

The emperor suddenly waved his sleeves and dropped the Panlong cup in his hand, his eyes swept over the concubine who was talking about it just now: "On such an occasion, speak lightly and be rude, and slap your mouth!"

Turning around and pushing away the ruddy crab descendant carried by Concubine Li Gui, she got up and told the general manager at her side: "From now on, it will be removed from the green head card, and you are not allowed to go out without permission."

Concubine Li Gui was also shocked, the concubine who had just agreed with her had already turned pale, before she had time to beg her, she was dragged down by the eunuch who slapped her.

The oriental pearl held in the mouth of the Qibao Danfeng flickered, just like the sleeves of the emperor's sleeves that moved like the wind when he stepped away.

It is not uncommon for the emperor to visit Concubine Xiao.

There are always more than ten times in January, and the two of them are also like teenagers until dawn.

However, the male concubine, who was originally a transgressor, still confused the Sacred Heart like this, which made the queen mother furious.Although it is a concubine, it is only used by a nobleman.

Xiao Yan was also the son of a family of fresh clothes and angry horses. After entering the palace, he was willing to be scolded by this and live as a concubine. After all, the emperor felt a little pity.Seeing that he only had four or five dishes for a meal, he couldn't help laughing: "Most of them are still cold, what did the imperial dining room use to fool you?"

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"I don't care about these things." Xiao Yansong is loose like a waterfall of black hair, and he does have a bit of a calm attitude, which is rare for fans: "It's just that the prince's private chef used to eat delicacies from mountains and seas, and now he will accompany me to clear porridge and side dishes, so I'm afraid of your majesty." Not used to it."

The emperor hugged him and tossed the chopsticks. The dish was less satisfying, and it was more affectionate than the gentleness in his arms: "What do you call yourself...? It's time to change your mouth from now on!"

Years rest in a dream, and the flowers are empty and the water is flowing.

After all the time spent in youth, the emperor didn't take much care of him after all.

There is naturally an explanation between the bed and the bed for him, it is for filial piety to the queen mother and harmony with the harem.

Outside is always his sky, his monarch, except that he is no longer his only prince in the East Palace.

Xiao Yan understood it a long time ago, and he never complained or hated.

At most, a little lonely.

Just because every inch of time to hug each other is short and seems like stealing.

The emperor wandered outside Concubine Xiao's palace in a daze for a long time, and said with no expression on his face: "It's too cold and remote here, which is not good for recuperating."

"What does your majesty mean?"

"Forget it, if you really want to move to the palace, it's another trouble." The emperor thought that Xiao Yan had been with him for so many years, and it was time for him to be promoted, but it would take a year later.

Although the little eunuch who risked his life to report the letter was loyal, he also broke the palace rules and was dragged out and beaten to death long ago.

The emperor caressed a little casually, ordering people to take care of his family.The few maids in Xiao Yan's palace came and went, poured cold water out of basins, fell to the ground and splashed into frost.

The emperor entered inside with a frown, only to see Mrs. Tang next to Xiao Yan, although she was changing frequently, she was cold through quickly, and his face was also as cold as frost, biting his almost transparent lips and trembling in the bedding.

"Preach the Imperial Physician!" The emperor lifted the hem of the dragon robe and hurriedly held his hand, the quilt around Xiao Yan's chin was soaked.When the emperor touched his hand, Long Yan was furious: "It's so wet, it's so cold that it's so hard to use it to serve the master!" After saying that, he wanted to kill all the people in the palace.

Shattered by the aura of life and death, Xiao Yan opened his eyes with trembling thick eyelashes, and what he spit out with his lips fluttered seemed to be blue and green instead of words.

smoke.

The emperor listened attentively, and it was probably something like "a courtier and concubine pleading guilty".

He is used to self-torture.

If you don't have the guts to squeeze out the sweetness from the roots of Coptis chinensis, how dare you fall in love with the moody emperor?

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hands, and the light white pajamas were wide and wide, revealing a thin wrist. In this situation, even the emperor's heart was as hard as a stone, and he would be cracked, so he quickly hugged him personally, and even the imperial physician diagnosed the pulse. He also refused to let go.

The imperial doctor respectfully said: "Your Majesty, this disease is caused by neglect of maintenance after being exposed to severe cold.

After all, it is a bit tricky.

The emperor didn't take it seriously when he heard it at first, and just joked: "Your skills are not as good as before."

Xiao Yan hugged the quilt tent and bowed his head to cough, and avoided the emperor, fearing that he would be overwhelmed with illness: "As a concubine, naturally I dare not indulge myself." He lived so carefully and wisely that the emperor was bored: "I'm not good. To reprimand Concubine Li, she is just a childish temper. Speaking of which, she is as old as your petite sister, and you are an elder brother, so please forgive me!"

He was so cautious, only to spend one more day with the emperor in this palace in order to avoid violating the empress dowager's taboo.

However, the emperor always asked him to give in, as if he had endless reasons to give in.

Xiao Yan looked at his pale palms, even being an Israeli servant, he couldn't help but smile slightly: "Yes, my concubine understands His Majesty's suffering.

Heart. "

It may not be that painstaking efforts are like lotus seeds, but it is indeed like a lotus flower with a thousand petals, showing mercy.

In the final analysis, it is just that the emperor is doting on Concubine Li ^

Xiao Yan was ill and lived in solitude, he was favored and fell out of favor at one time, he had long forgotten his honor and disgrace.His condition has not deteriorated. Today, he also reads the scrolls, "more than ten thousand miles away" is a high mountain and a long river, and he is confident that he can still cross it with a sword and a horse.

But "the days are far away" means that people's hearts will fade away after a long time.

Nai He, Nai He.

The emperor was still very concerned, and he deliberately told people that for him, he even bargained with the queen mother.

At that time, the Empress Dowager pushed her forehead with a jade roller, and said slowly: "Concubine Xiao is really not a quiet person, and this kind of story is just for the emperor's concern. The emperor should not go to him during this time. Lest you teach him to be self-satisfied."

"Ai family, it's better to continue to follow the palace rules."

The so-called palace rules were when Xiao Yan entered the palace, the Empress Dowager specially ordered teachers to teach him the complicated palace rules. Those teachers were all vicious, and asked him to kneel on ice or fine needles to recite. punishment.

At that time, the emperor was lingering around the beauties presented by the patrol envoys in the south of the Yangtze River. Half a year later, Xiao Yan accidentally vomited blood in the emperor's arms, and the admonition stopped.

His martial arts skills were also abolished at that time.

The emperor finally opened his mouth when he heard the words, but he smiled: "Although he doesn't know how to repent, he is a concubine after all. Now that he is lingering and sick, it is still a lesson. The empress mother wants to teach him. You might as well wait until he can stand up and his mind is clear before teaching him."

When Xiao Yan heard about this incident, he was not moved in the slightest. He looked at the ancient vine road of "walking and walking again and again", as if he could feel the reins of liberation——

"Oh, I'm afraid that day will never come again."

When news of Concubine Xiao's serious illness reached the Palace of Compassion, the Empress Dowager only said indifferently: "The imperial physician is going to take care of her personally."

The empress dowager's most outstanding nieces were standing by, waiting to be drafted into the palace next year, they were all puzzled and exchanged glances secretly.The queen mother slowly flicked a peony that was bred in the greenhouse and bloomed too much: "It's frosty and cold in winter, so it's hard for it to be brave enough to bloom for so long."

If Xiao Yan was taught to pass away like this, there would be a winding scar in the emperor's heart, dripping with blood for the rest of his life.

But if the long-term illness is difficult to recover, and the complexion fades away, the Queen Mother knows best that her son is a ruthless emperor, how long can the flowers be beautiful?

Hearing this, Cong Ying bowed her head secretly, if she realized something, the Empress Dowager would take care of it.

Seeing that there are still some stupid people who don't realize it, they don't explain anymore: "Let's just watch, Concubine Xiao's illness is not easy to recover."

"Concubine Li Gui is a foreigner after all, so the palace should also have a new look."

The queen mother took the flower scissors and picked off the rare double-petalled peony, the flower and the root were all broken——

Both lose.

During his illness, Xiao Yan received a lot of sympathy from the emperor, and he was overwhelmed by the flattery. He would never have any more, but was disappointed by the fact that the emperor punished the little eunuch who saved his life to death.But there must be no resentment in your mouth, otherwise you will ignore the concerns of the Sacred Heart.

One day, the emperor hugged him again and played with his gray hair that had faded a lot: "In the spring of the coming year, when there is a nice sunny day, I will make you my wife."

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, Qing'e, a plain girl, is not afraid of loneliness, and has a quiet beauty in the middle of the moon.It caused the emperor to place a kiss on his forehead: "It's Zhenbo who treated you... If there is anything you want, tell me, huh?"

From a handsome young man to becoming such a submissive and considerate concubine in the harem, Xiao Yan still smiled. If he really wanted to ask, it would not be enough to pour the treasury into the treasury, or cut the heart of the person in front of him.

It's a pity he won't understand.

So he held the emperor's hand silently and rested on his shoulder.

Just ask for a little more time.

The emperor probed his forehead, which was still hot, and kept questioning the imperial physician, who was turning away the others, and came to report in person: "Your Majesty Qi Zuo, after careful consideration, the empress has been ill for a long time, because she is also under a witch curse. "

It was not the first time for the imperial physician to encounter this kind of thing, his face was so conscientious that he was almost expressionless: "There has always been a precedent for this spell in the palace, all you need to do is swallow three drops of blood from the heart of the person who cast the spell."

At the beginning, the emperor didn't believe in strange powers and gods, so he ordered people to search the palace, but he really found witchcraft.There are poplar branches that shamans have prayed for on it, and there are no

It is suspected to be from Concubine Li's hometown.

The emperor's face was ashen, Xiao Yan was silent, and he was also silent.

Xiao Yan looked at the emperor coldly as if he wanted to take Concubine Li's heart and soul for him, and seemed to be waiting impatiently for him to speak, and finally calmed down and said warmly: "Concubine Li is kind, she is straightforward, It may not be so insidious. There must be something strange about this matter, and I hope His Majesty will investigate it carefully."

The emperor was satisfied, and pondered: "Then we can talk about it later."

Those who knew were silenced by various means, but it still reached the ears of Concubine Li.

When Xiao Yan heard her crying and making a fuss, he took a knife and wanted to stab himself in the chest, saying: "Your Majesty doesn't believe in my concubines, so you might as well prove it with death!"

Because of some love and pity, and some fear of her mother's family, the emperor did not make things difficult for her after all.

It's just that the favor has ceased to flourish since then.

The imperial physician was telling Xiao Yan in private that if the witchcraft is not cured for a day, his life will die.But he didn't take it seriously, drinking tea and playing music as usual, the Nagato was silent, even the emperor felt calm, and often visited during the day.

One day, the two played chess against each other, and the emperor suddenly recalled it and said: "Concubine Li... She looks a bit like you in the past." Xiao Yan couldn't take his eyes off the chess: "Your Majesty, are you talking about the former servant Xiao?"

"Yeah, indulge yourself, don't be afraid of the sky and the earth." The emperor said and touched his cheek: "Why are you so weak now? Is the disease recurring?"

After the emperor finished speaking, he immediately passed on the off-duty imperial physician to the palace. In the eyes of others, it should be regarded as an honor.

Xiao Yan just doesn't care, his Majesty never understands, only when a person has nothing to ask for from him, and his heart is ashamed, will he hold the remaining warmth and deceive himself and others to be so peaceful.

The imperial doctor was twiddling his beard again: "Witches can't get rid of—"

Xiao Yan interrupted with a smile: "It's just to add more clothes in winter, the Holy Son of Heaven will protect you, and your concubines will not be disturbed by strange forces and gods."

The emperor didn't suspect him because Xiao Yan's expression was too calm.

He wanted to comfort him normally: "Thank you for being considerate", but suddenly he couldn't say it.

Xiao Yan never asked him for anything.

In the blink of an eye, the spring was green again, although the emperor had promised to make him the "unique wife", Xiao Yan just refused, and as time passed, the emperor lost his patience.

Xiao Yan asked him to admire the flowers, but the eunuch beside him said that the emperor was in the newly sealed palace of several nobles and couldn't get away for a while.

The flowers in the palace will never end. Without Concubine Li, there is Lady Lan.

The empress dowager taught her niece to enter the palace through the general election as she wished, and the emperor got a new Xieyu flower and forgot to return for a while, even forgetting to check on Xiao Yan's body every day.

Xiao Yan didn't care, he knew that the emperor would never forget him after today.

The imperial physician came to ask for the Ping'an pulse, with a look of panic, Xiao Yan smiled and raised his finger: "Shh."

He got up in the old clothes in the morning and enjoyed the flowers with pleasure.

When the poison of the witchcraft was throbbing in his heart, he turned around and wrote a letter with his usual expression.

This poison was really poisoned by Concubine Li Gui, or she just pushed herself into the water, and the poison was caused by the Queen Mother borrowing a knife to kill someone, it doesn't matter.

Xiao Yan smiled and wrote the last stroke of thick ink, and then felt a little headache, so he took a nap on the bed.

Before closing his eyes, he slowly condensed into a smile——

Your Majesty, I am going to forget you.

The emperor was playing chess with the quick-witted nobleman Lan, when he was playing, a thin shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, his heart beat for no reason, and he threw the chess: "I'm going to see Concubine Xiao."

Before he got up, someone knelt in front of him: "Your Majesty, Concubine Xiao is dead!"

Lan Guiren was trying to persuade her to stay, the emperor let go of the idea of ​​visiting Xiao Yan for a moment, smiled and waved his hands casually: "What a big deal! It's worth it—"

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and tightly gripped Xinhuan's wrist with bloody scars: "You, what, what?!"

"Your Majesty, this life has an end, but the Sacred Heart is probably infinite. I am really tired..."

A burst of hurried footsteps startled the rustling flowers in front of the window, and suddenly a pair of trembling hands opened the letter beside Xiao Yan's peaceful sleeping face

Suddenly, a cup of heart blood splashed fiercely between the ink dots, making the spring flowers look even more beautiful.

In the faint shadow of the flower, it turned out that blood stains blurred the last line——

As if someone was relieved, he smiled and bowed: "I hope you will work hard to add food, and I hope that we will never see each other again."

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