Huang Xi lives from me

Jing Sheng was awakened by the sound of the baby crying.

Opening his eyes, what greeted his eyes was the familiar picture of Yuemian Maple Night on the warm yellow tent.

This is... the Temple of Temperament!

The drowsy Jing Sheng was thinking in a daze: How could there be children in Changxin Palace? !

"Why is the grandson of the emperor crying? Let me see..." Su Qian's gentle voice was heard in my ear.

The eldest grandson of the emperor? !

Jing Sheng woke up suddenly, and didn't care about putting on her shoes, she walked barefoot all the way, looking for the sound and running over.

"Princess? Princess! Where are you going? Shoes! Put on your shoes and run..." Wu Lanluo picked up her shoes and chased after Jing Sheng.

Jing Sheng didn't care about her, and trotted all the way, following the sound, she ran to the side room next to Wentiao Hall.

There were many people in the side room, and Jing Sheng saw several unfamiliar faces.

That was the nanny that Su Qian had found for Zhao Yitang before, and the palace people who had settled down to take care of the child.And Su Qian was holding a Sujin swaddle, and the baby's voice came from the swaddle.

Jing Sheng looked at the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, and there was a "boom" in her mind, and she suddenly became fully awake. She remembered last night, when Zhao Yitang had a dystocia and collapsed...

"Why don't you sleep for a while?"

The gentle voice reached her ears, Jing Sheng raised her head and saw Su Qian walking towards her with the child in her arms.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Seeing Jing Sheng's bare feet, Su Qian couldn't help frowning, and glanced at Wu Lanluo behind Jing Sheng who was carrying the shoes.The cold gaze seemed to be asking, "How can you let her run barefoot?"

Wu Lanluo was shocked by the sight, and immediately squatted down in a timely manner to help her princess put on her shoes.

"Ah Qian..." Jing Sheng looked at the child in Su Qian's arms and spoke, but her voice was hoarse. "Where's Tangtang?"

"She is in the mourning hall of Shouchun Hall," Su Qian sighed, "According to the rules, her body can only stay in the East Palace for one day, and it will be sent out of the palace today... go and send her..."

"She... can finally leave the East Palace?" Jing Sheng suddenly blushed, but forced a smile.

Zhao Yitang is Jingsheng's first friend in the East Palace, and Jingsheng has always known that Zhao Yitang is actually not happy under her charming appearance.

Zhao Yitang once told Jing Sheng seemingly indifferently that she married into the East Palace at the age of 12.

12 years old!

Others were still acting like a spoiled child at the knees of their parents, so Zhao Yitang put on that heavy wedding dress and married into the East Palace.

then……

She never saw her parents again...

"Once you enter Junmen, there is no way out, only Gongying can see people."

One afternoon, Zhao Yitang looked at the high wall of the Eastern Palace and read this poem.

"Jingsheng...I want to become a bird and see the world behind the palace wall..."

Seeing Jing Sheng so sad, Su Qian felt uncomfortable. She handed the baby in her arms to the nurse, and then stretched out her hand to Jing Sheng, "Let's go see her off together."

Jing Sheng looked at the hand handed to her, gently held Su Qian's hand, and followed Su Qian to the Shouchun Hall.

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In the side hall of Shouchun Hall, a temporary mourning hall is set up.

Mu Yue has always handled affairs safely, even though it is a temporary mourning hall, it still looks good.White flags flutter in front of the gate, white paper lanterns, and big "Dian" characters flutter in the wind.

Zhao Yitang is just a rite, according to palace rules, funerals should not be grand, everything should be kept simple.

In the middle of the mourning hall, there was a good-quality red-lacquered coffin with a black background. The coffin lid was not closed, and inside lay the restrained corpse of Zhao Yitang.

The people who came to express their condolences wore plain clothes.The palace regulations clearly stipulate that people in the palace are not allowed to wear filial piety except for the funeral of the emperor, empress dowager, or prince or concubine!

Before Zhao Yitang's funeral, Wei Qingling and the others were all crying.

They entered the palace at the same time, when Zhao Yitang was still a child, they all raised her as their younger sister for six years.

Unexpectedly, the youngest one was at the forefront.

In the afternoon, the sky began to rain lightly.

The women of the East Palace, holding umbrellas, stood on the high platform, watching the red-painted coffin with a black background, leaving the East Palace and drifting away in the rain.

After sending Zhao Yitang away, it was already evening, and Jingsheng followed Su Qian back to Changxin Palace.

As night fell, candles were lit in Changxin Palace.

In the Wentiao Palace, Jing Sheng lay on Su Qian's lap.In normal times, Su Qian would say "It's against the rules".

But now the little guy, like frost beating an eggplant, was lying on her lap limply. Su Qian felt distressed, so she followed her heart.

So, when Mu Yue brought up the fish porridge, what she saw was such an unseemly picture.

"Eat something, you didn't eat anything for dinner today." Su Qian gently stroked Jing Sheng's hair and coaxed.

Because she was feeling uncomfortable, Jing Sheng barely moved during dinner today.Su Qian specially ordered the small kitchen to prepare some easy-to-digest food for Jing Sheng as supper.

Jing Sheng raised her head wearily, she originally wanted to say that she couldn't eat, but seeing Su Qian's worry, she nodded.

"I will feed you." Su Qian took the fish porridge from Mu Yue's hand.

The white porcelain spoon lightly scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and Su Qian blew on it a few times to make sure the temperature was right before reaching Jingsheng's lips.

The red lips parted lightly, and Jing Sheng obediently ate the food delivered to her lips.

In the quiet hall, there were two people, one was feeding and the other was eating.

Su Qian looked at the obedient Jing Sheng, and sighed in her heart. If she had been feeding her by herself in normal times, this little guy would have been so happy that she could see her teeth and see her eyes.

"The dead are gone, but the living will continue to live." Su Qian persuaded, "Jing Sheng, I hope you can live happily."

Jing Sheng lowered her head, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and asked a question. "Ah Qian... Where will Tangtang be buried?"

The hand holding the spoon paused, and a strange look flashed across Su Qian's eyes.

Zhao Yitang is just an East Palace Fengyi, so she is not qualified to be buried in the imperial tomb, but she is also a woman of the royal family, and she cannot be buried back to her original place.

"She will be buried near the imperial mausoleum." Su Qian said.

Very near!

It will be on the far side of the imperial mausoleum, in an inconspicuous corner.

"So... after leaving the East Palace, I still have to be buried next to Jun's tomb..." Jing Sheng smiled wryly, only thinking it was ironic.

"Tangtang said that she was sent to the East Palace as a political gift since she was a child..." But now that she is dead, she still can't get rid of the Jun family.

"This is the fate of women in the palace. Once they step into the palace, they must die! But even if they die, they will still be crowned with the royal surname and buried in the royal tomb."

"So...will I do the same in the future?" Jing Sheng asked with a wry smile.

Hearing the sadness in the little guy's words, Su Qian's heart sank suddenly.

"Dead in the palace, and then bore a man's surname, called Yu Jiulu's family, and his body was buried next to that man's grave..."

Jing Sheng felt breathless thinking about it.