My concubine is in trouble again

Chapter 52 Silence
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Emperor Yan stepped on the air and fell directly from the steps to the floor. Juan quickly stepped forward to help Emperor Yan who was in a daze, and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, how are you doing?"

"Ju An, can you repeat what you said just now?" Emperor Yan suspected that he was in a trance and had auditory hallucinations. Wan'er had a quarrel with him yesterday, and she was obviously fine!

Hu An knew that Emperor Yan could not accept the fact that the virtuous and virtuous empress had passed away, but he had to report the truth, "Your Majesty, the little virtuous son next to your highness came to report that the empress has passed away."

"Shut up! Shut up! Anyone who dares to say something wrong with the queen will be dragged out and chopped!" Emperor Yan threw off Juan's hand and stumbled out of Qinzhengyuan. He wanted to see Wan'er. I believe this is true, Wan'er is obviously fine!It must be those quack doctors!It must be that they didn't put their heart into treating Wan'er!It's their fault!

Before Emperor Yan arrived at Siwan Courtyard, the death knell rang 27 times, and the concubines and courtiers of all courts immediately stopped what they were doing, changed into mourning clothes and rushed to Siwan Courtyard.

Yuan Yuan was sobbing in Qingshuang's arms, Yan Huai just stood motionless in Empress Wen's room, and Nanny Tang could only quietly guard in front of the bed.

"Wan'er!" Emperor Yan's mournful voice came from outside the courtyard, and then the disheveled Emperor Yan stumbled in.

"See Your Majesty."

Ignoring everyone's salutes, Emperor Yan's eyes were full of the pale woman on the bed.

Tightly holding her hands that had already lost warmth, Emperor Yan began to beg her, "Wan'er, I know I was wrong, don't do this, don't scare me like this, I will listen to you from now on, okay?"

"Wan'er, as you said, you will always be with me, how can you deceive the king!"

With more and more sorrow, the palace people of Siwan Courtyard cried out empathetically, Yan Huai looked coldly at Emperor Yan's performance with both voice and emotion, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

With the arrival of the concubine's wife, Siwanyuan quickly cleaned up the mourning hall, which was hung with white silk. Yuanyuan was at a loss as she watched everyone busy. Qingshuang was afraid that she would be frightened, so she could only take her back to Ji Moon Court.

The palace people are replacing the red silk for the big wedding with white silk, and all the festive items are replaced by black and white.

For three days in a row, Yan Huai stayed in front of Empress Wen's coffin, not saying a word, let alone shed a tear. The concubines and wives complained in private, lamenting that the prince was too cold-blooded.

On the day of Empress Wen's death, Emperor Yan was overwhelmed with grief and fell ill, and would always call Empress Wen's boudoir name in his mouth every time he had nightmares.

The palace people tried their best to serve the sick, and the empress and concubine ran between Siwanyuan and Qinzhengyuan, physically and mentally exhausted but couldn't explain it. They could only pray that Emperor Yan would recover soon and Empress Wen's funeral would be completed sooner.

Yuan Yuan came to Yan Huai with a snack box and sat down, tugged at his sleeve with his little hand and said with red eyes, "Yan Shenzhi, you have to eat well, otherwise mother will worry."

"Xinxin..." After not speaking for a long time, Yan Huai's voice became hoarse.

"I'm here." Yuanyuan replied, holding his hand.

"I don't have a queen mother..."

Yan Huai said that tears were like a torrent that had begun to burst its embankment, and it could no longer be suppressed.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow to Still falling drop by drop.

Nanny Tang looked at the two young masters with a sharp heart. The pain of losing her mother was like cutting out the heart. Others said that His Highness was cold-blooded and heartless, but he was just too sad and didn't know how to vent his pain.

The funeral had been held for nearly half a month, and after seeing off Empress Wen's coffin, Emperor Yan immediately returned to Yanjing with everyone.

Yan Huai had lost a lot of weight during this period, and his face was more stern than usual. After returning to the East Palace, he devoted himself to government affairs.

The original wish was much quieter than before, and she didn't make any noise to go out to play. She just nested in the back garden and raised rabbits every day. Zhou Xiaoxue wanted to go to the palace to accompany her, but Madam Zhou refused. She was afraid that her ignorant daughter would offend the nobleman. .

The days after Fu Guiren returned to the palace were not easy, Emperor Yan seemed to have forgotten her name, and never summoned her even once, even when she took the initiative to visit Qinzheng Palace, Hu An stopped her.

"Your Majesty, the power to manage the harem is now in the hands of Concubine De, and those concubines are trying their best to curry favor with her, and the threshold of Kangning Palace will be broken down." Madam Du beside Fu Guiren said sourly. Said.

Fu Guiren was also very upset. Because of Empress Wen's new funeral, Emperor Yan would not enter the harem for three months, but Concubine De could often go in and out of the Palace of Qinzheng. She knew that bitch was used to pretending to be a white lotus. Don't grab it, and immediately take the opportunity to secure her favor as soon as Empress Wen dies, she really has a deep plan!
"That's enough, let's not talk about it, mother. I don't know that Concubine Dao is in the limelight now, but I can't even see His Majesty's face. How can I win the game?"

Mother Du thought of Fu Wu's instructions, and took advantage of the situation to remind Fu Guiren, "Why don't you invite Miss Shiya to accompany you in the palace? Although Miss Shiya is not very old, she is deeply loved by the prime minister. He praised her for being smart and quick-witted." , if there is Miss Shi Ya to accompany the empress, I think it will also be helpful to the empress."

Fu Guiren also remembered the effectiveness of Fu Shiya's counseling for him when he was in the palace, and felt that he could give it a try, "Alright, let's call Ya'er into the palace."

Fu Guiren is preparing for the solid favor, and Concubine De is also preparing for Emperor Yan's expansion of the harem. Taking advantage of Emperor Yan's spare time, he will accept more concubines and spread the leaves, and it will not be in vain for her to act as the empress.

After staying in the East Palace for nearly a month, Yuan Yuan was finally willing to go out, but she didn't think about playing, but went to the side hall of Qinzheng Hall to pick up Yanhuai.

"Your Highness, why are you here?" Xiao Dezi hurried up to greet him, and took the small lunch box in Yuan Yuan's hand.

"I'm here to pick Yan Shenzhi home, why hasn't he come out today?" A few days ago, Yan Huai came out almost as soon as he arrived at the Palace of Qinzheng, but today it was a bit late.

Xiao Dezi was waiting in the side hall, so he could hear some noises. The reason was that Emperor Yan wanted to execute Gong Yuyi and a group of medical women who took care of Empress Wen at that time. Yan Huai disagreed, and the father and son blamed each other tit for tat. Of course, Emperor Yan was more emotional, and Yan Huai's calm expression provoked Emperor Yan to scold him for being unfilial.

Not long after, Yan Huai came out from the hall, saw the little girl wearing only a thin layer of clothes, her brows were slightly wrinkled, the weather in early October was cool, but the little girl was still young, Yan Huai was always afraid that she would catch a cold cold.

"Next time you don't need to pick up Gu, obediently wear an extra dress, if you catch a cold, you will cry and refuse to take medicine." Yan Huai said while holding her hand, and the two went back to the East Palace side by side.

"You know, I don't come to pick you up every day, but today I went for a walk and picked you up on the way." The little girl snorted arrogantly, and saw the little girl clapping her hands Tsing Yi, who was staring at His Highness with his fingers and hurried to pick him up when he was on duty, followed behind her with a smile in his eyes.

　Yan Shenzhi only has a heart
　　
　
(End of this chapter)