Concubine Wuning

As the cold spring warmed up, He Qing's body was about to recover, but because of his diet, his throat was swollen and painful.

Yongzheng became more and more diligent when he went to Zhongcui Palace every day.

In the past two years, Yongzheng's preference for Zhongcui Palace has become more and more obvious, especially after he was promoted to imperial concubine, even if he was unwell for more than a year, he was sure of victory and won the favor alone.In the previous dynasty, Prince Youduan suppressed him, and Yongzheng was not a young emperor, and all the admonishers and harem under him did not dare to say a word.The concubines in the harem were miserable about this, but they watched anxiously, secretly cursing that the imperial concubine's life would not be long.

San'er was very annoyed by this, and Concubine Yu came to visit several times, but He Qing lightly pressed her down, and just smiled, "Life is full of hardships, birth, old age, sickness and death are the same. I know my own fate, why bother to blame others."

Concubine Yu's expression turned pale upon hearing this.

However, He Qing was quite open-minded, as all the unpleasant things in her early years were over.For one thing, the house is full of children and grandchildren now, and the youngest son has taken up his mind to start a family.Secondly, it is now Hemeimei, and Fourth Master tried his best to give due respect and love.Her bitterness towards the queen and her stinginess towards the first class Nian have all disappeared to this day, and they will not be mentioned again.

If you have no regrets in life, why should you fear death?

It's just that He Qing couldn't say it.San'er saw that He Qing was becoming more and more lazy and casual, he didn't like to play with those rouges to pass the day, but preferred to nest in bundles of hair in the palace, leaning against the window, sitting by the porch, whatever you want.Any clouds in the sky or flowers in the ground can make He Qing stare blankly for a whole day.

The news of He Qing quickly spread to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Yongzheng's reaction to this was to hum slightly, and he became more and more busy.

When Mrs. Yang came in, she whispered to He Qing alone, "The emperor just took an old imperial decree from the palace yesterday, and read it over and over again."

"Put it back after looking at it?" He Qing lowered her eyes, her tone was calm, but she was very sure.

Yang's eyes were filled with gloom, and he nodded, "The emperor seems to be hesitant."

He Qing pursed her lips, her expression changed, "Understood."

"Master," Yang yelled anxiously.

He Qing slightly raised her eyes, and slowly comforted her with a smile, "I know what's in my heart, don't worry."

Yang clenched her fists tightly, and after a stalemate for a long time, she reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth, "The servant will not disturb the master's rest."

"Ah."

He Qing laid out a paperweight by herself, prepared some letter paper, and wrote a few letters home on the desk by herself.One is for parents far away in Shanyang, one is for Wu Youben who doesn't know where he is, and the other is for Wu Youzhi who takes great care of him.After hesitating for a long time, He Qing wrote another letter to Zhao Xi who was far away in Mongolia.

In order not to alarm others, He Qing had already waved everyone away.He hesitated when he picked up the pen, but when it came time to write, he wrote with energy.An eloquent and eloquent article was written, and He Qing folded and folded.

The family letter was secretly sent, and as for Wu Youben, He Qing mentioned it while Hong Shi was entering the palace.Hong thought it was some private words between the two brothers and sisters, and when he got the letter in his hand, he quickly released Hai Dongqing who was in correspondence.Meeting such an obedient Hong Shi, He Qing was also overjoyed, and the two mother and son chatted again.

He Qing went to bed early that night, letting Yongzheng, who came here in a hurry, heaved a sigh of relief.

"Li Belle greeted the master today, the master was very happy, and went to bed early after dinner." San'er Fushen explained, and then went out.

Yongzheng was afraid that He Qing would wait for him, so he wasn't bothered about it.It's just that his brows were slightly heavy, and he fell asleep after changing his clothes.

It wasn't until the next day, when Yongzheng came back from court, that he realized that He Qing was lethargic.

Yongzheng immediately dropped the business in hand and rushed to Zhongcui Palace without stopping.

San'er followed He Qing and understood the basics of pulse diagnosis.He Qing's pulse was slow, much slower than ordinary people's. San'er knew something was wrong, and only when he invited the imperial doctor for a diagnosis did he definitely spread the news.When Yongzheng came, the imperial physicians in Zhongcui Palace gathered together, Concubine Yu and Concubine Qi, together with Niu Guiren who had been dormant for a long time, were also waiting for news in the front hall.

He Qing was lying on the bed, her expression was still as sweet as yesterday.Yongzheng was unspeakably flustered, he had only spent the night with him, but he didn't notice anything wrong with He Qing at all.Especially He Qing's well-behaved sleeping posture made Yongzheng both annoyed and blamed himself.His face was dark and unclear, and he felt that he couldn't get his hands in for a while, so he stood in front of the window unconsciously, forming an ice sculpture.

Seeing Yongzheng's reaction like this, everyone fell silent like a cicada.Even the imperial doctors who took turns to take the pulse had to back away three feet, not daring to make any noise.

When He Qing woke up, Guarjiashi and Bayalashi were by her side.After sleeping for a long time, He Qing woke up and looked at the scene, and understood without saying anything, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been two days since I slept. The third master and the sixth younger brother came several times, and Khan Ama just left." Mrs. Guarjia quickly helped He Qing to sit up.

He Qing frowned, as soon as she spoke, she always felt that her internal fire was very heavy, and she had been lethargic for two days, which was very uncomfortable.

Bayara turned around and ordered the servants to bring up the prepared warm soup.He Qing took Bayara's hand and took a few sips, "It makes you worry."

"As long as Eji is fine, it's nothing." Mrs. Guarjia chuckled and glanced at Mrs. Bayara.

In Libeile's mansion, Bei Hong is strictly guarded, he has no heirs, and there are no Yingyingyanyans.Bayara's body was relaxed, and he continued, "If Eji feels distressed and doesn't talk about sister-in-law, just leave me behind. First, it's easy to take care of, and second, it's not too much trouble. Wouldn't it be just right?"

He Qing's expression lightened, and she nodded, "I really want to keep you, someone will come and make trouble."

"Erji is still laughing at me!" Bayara said coquettishly.

Seeing this, Guerjia said a few words.He Qing drank a few more sips, only then did she realize that when she fell asleep, the imperial physicians were so anxious.Yongzheng was not happy, these people wished they could all eat and drink in Zhongcui Palace, so that He Qing could wake up this morning.He Qing was quite emotional, and called San'er to come closer, "Go and tell the emperor that I am fine."

San'er paused, "Why don't you let the imperial doctor come in and have a look."

He Qing shook her head, "No need."

He Qing looked haggard for a while, but there was no serious problem with his body for a while, and the imperial doctor was pressed and beaten by He Qing again, so he could only nourish himself secretly, not daring to leak any news.This made He Qing very natural and decisive, and let the two daughter-in-laws return to the mansion quickly, and he passed a few days like this.

Even the medicine that he took every day had a strange smell, and He Qing could solve it without blinking an eye.

Yongzheng was very relieved to see that He Qing was so cooperative and seemed to be healthy.

The sky in May is just right, and there are hundreds of flowers blooming in the courtyard, such as roses, peonies, and five-color plums. He Qing sits under the pomegranate tree and looks at it bewilderedly.

Yongzheng carefully tied He Qing's cloak, as if he was afraid of being disturbed, his voice was surprisingly soft, "After sitting for a while, it's time to go back."

He Qing smiled slightly, "I still want to sit down for a while."

"Isn't it cold?" Yongzheng touched He Qing's cool hand, frowning.

"It's not cold." He Qing lowered her eyebrows, looked at the hands they were holding, moved slightly, and clenched her hands behind her back.

The slender hands gently, without any strength.It made people feel a little weak in their hands and feet, Yongzheng didn't show his face, but his heart skipped a beat as he secretly looked at He Qing's expression, and then smiled slowly.

He Qing's expression was too gentle and pleasant.

His expression has already added the gentleness of being a parent, with a mature charm.If we say that he was romantic and eye-catching when he was young, it is not as transparent as he is now. Touching those sharp edges and corners, they are like a piece of warm jade, and he feels relieved to see Yongzheng.

He Qing raised his eyes, filled with emotion, "When I fell asleep a few days ago, I always remembered the scene of meeting Fourth Master for the first time in Wu Mansion, and it was vivid in my mind."

Yongzheng didn't want He Qing to talk about this matter, so he couldn't help but become serious, and shook his head, "It's not the first time."

He Qing was full of words and hadn't said anything yet, but was interrupted by Yongzheng's words, unbelievable, "Why not?"

"Originally, I heard that the Wufu's reputation is clean and honest, and I was still hesitating about which house to live in. It's just a coincidence that I met you. After Huang Kao found out, he brought me into the mansion to live with him temporarily." Yongzheng brows As soon as he moved, when he mentioned this, he really realized something, "In this way, you and I are destined to share."

He Qing looked at Yongzheng suspiciously, "When?"

Yongzheng smiled knowingly, "You must have forgotten. In short, you brought a few guards and beat him up, but there was nowhere to seek injury. Damn, you even asked the local county government to arrest and deal with this person. At that time, the Lord I think, you really have a pungent temper!" But I didn't want to see the appearance of a well-behaved young daughter who was dedicated to learning and hosting Zhongfu after entering the mansion.Naturally, the two had an unpleasant quarrel, which followed one after another.

In fact, when He Qing was young, he often did such things that left people speechless.How could He Qing remember clearly, only remembering the last time before entering Beijing, what Wu Youzhi took her out to eat on a raft, He Qing was confused by the funeral, "Unfortunately, I don't know."

"I remember it."

He Qing smiled and said abruptly, "Fourth Master has been so kind to me in the past two years."

"It was not good before?" Yongzheng glanced at it, causing He Qing to say in disbelief, "It's good, but it's not as good as it is now."

Today is not what it used to be, Yongzheng is too lazy to tease girls in their teens, and the relationship between the two is also very different.Over the past few years, more and more scruples have disappeared, He Qing is often happy, but also very anxious.Yongzheng thought that he was busy so far and no one could remember, and because of the pill a few days ago, he didn't have much company with He Qing.

It's just that He Qing is not sad about this, but seems to be happy and leisurely.Anyone who finds her is willing to stay and offer a cup of tea.No matter what he said, He Qing was very patient.Maybe it's because He Qing has been too quiet recently, Yongzheng has a trace of panic in his heart, but he secretly reminds him that the Zhongcui Palace is just right, so that sometimes there are people walking around, but it won't disturb He Qing's work and rest.

Although he secretly put his heart into it, Yongzheng looked a little ugly after hearing what He Qing said.After all, he still owes her.

Seeing Yongzheng's expression like this, He Qing was quite proud, "Fourth Master, take me back."

Yongzheng gave He Qing a strange look, but he saw that He Qing pursed his lips lightly, his voice was soft and his eyes were full of spring water, "How about it?"

Right around Zhongcui Palace, Yongzheng stretched out his long arms, leaned over and hugged He Qing into his arms.He Qing lowered her head, gritted her teeth and put the bracelet around Yongzheng's neck, leaning on it meekly.

Yongzheng frowned slightly. He always felt that He Qing's body was much heavier today, and his spirit seemed to have collapsed in the blink of an eye.She still wanted to think deeply, but she heard him asking in a soft voice in her arms, "Fourth Master thinks I'm much older today?"

"You have always been good-looking, not old." Yongzheng said the truth.

He Qing was full of joy, and felt that what he had done was not in vain, "Fourth Master will wear less glasses in the future, and he will look younger."

"You're too young, I'm afraid you won't like it." Yongzheng said with a smile, and He Qing nodded sweetly, "Fourth master is facing the wind in a jade tree, and has an extraordinary appearance. Little girls like it when they see it."

"Just before that, He Qing had to thank Fourth Master." He Qing said again, "Fourth Master was so kind to He Qing, so good that He Qing couldn't bear it."

He Qing's voice was murmured and deep, but Yongzheng could hear it vaguely, and only after guessing and guessing did he understand.Immediately, his feet stopped, and his arms were slightly bruised.Before He Qing frowned in pain, she relaxed again, "Where is He Qing going?"

"I think, go to the Old Summer Palace."

"it is good."

Yongzheng couldn't care less about hating Heqing's concealment and good assertion, and he was full of the reluctance that Heqing said.Reluctant, reluctant.After half a lifetime, he just had some opportunities to accompany him, but the heavens didn't want him.

Still got it!Feeling confused, He Qing sighed lightly, rubbing against him like a cat, and then relaxed his hand, and just put it on Yongzheng's shoulder.The body seemed to be bitten by insects and ants. It didn't hurt very much, but it made people tremble all over.He Qing bit her lip to restrain her body from reacting.It was too embarrassing when she didn't want to leave.

He Qing's reaction was subtle, shrinking into Yongzheng's arms, but it was very obvious.Yongzheng didn't dare to carry He Qing to the deserted Nanshan Pavilion, and walked straight to the bedroom, just for peace of mind, his mouth was still messed up, and he didn't know what to say.

What do you say?Saying that I actually understand that I belong to you?

When he ascended the throne, he wanted to live up to He Qing's love for him and to raise two sons and a daughter?But I don't want to, there is a queen mother in the front and a queen in the back.I'm so busy that I don't have any skills, but I just let you move to the Old Summer Palace on my own?

Said that he really became suspicious and alienated because of the queen and the government?

You said that you suppressed the imperial decree to enshrine the successor, but it has not been revealed for a long time, do you have any complaints?

Or, at this moment, he really had thoughts of fear.

Suddenly, a kind of desolate grief of being left behind by the independent decision that He Qing has been accustomed to for many years.But the world has long been a foregone conclusion, and Yongzheng still has a feeling of reluctance in his heart. Following the sharp pain that suddenly fell from the tip of his heart, the hands that were tightly wrapped around his neck fell down powerlessly.

Yongzheng strode forward, passing San'er's panicked face, his eyes turned red for a moment.

On May 12, the 24th year of Yongzheng, the imperial concubine Sheng Chong died.Yongzheng was grieved, and according to the wish of Emperor Ning, he was carried into the golden coffin, worshiped by all the officials, and then sent to Yuanmingyuan.Afterwards, Yongzheng moved to Jiuzhou Qingyan in the courtyard.

In August of the 13th year of Yongzheng, the princes and officials knelt in front of the garden, watching Su Peisheng proclaim the third prince Duan as the heir emperor at the signal of Yongzheng.Su Peisheng took out the imperial decree written in 11 years to confer Ning Huang Guifei as empress, posthumously named empress filial piety.The next day, Yongzheng died, and the temple name was Shizong.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, according to Sejong's oral order, he sent Sejong and Empress Xiao Concubine a golden coffin to be buried together in Tailing.