Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 1737 Five Volumes 44 Coffin Positions (5 More)
Since ancient times, the hearts of emperors have been unpredictable, and at this time, their emperors are even more tortuous and deeper than previous emperors because they are proficient in Manchu and Han, and have read both ancient and modern times.

It is the biological mother who has been unable to figure out the child's thoughts since he was ten years old; after he ascended the throne, he tried his best to limit the empress dowager's interference in the previous dynasty... Now the emperor is too old to be confused , the emperor's mentality became more and more perfect, and the empress dowager felt that she was being controlled by her son in turn. How could she guess her son's heart?

Concubine Shu is even more so.Born in a famous family, she is also of Lan Xinhui's nature. She thought that after more than ten years in the palace, she would always be able to guess the emperor's thoughts... But now, after giving birth to the prince, it turned out to be nothing.

But looking back at this moment, Concubine Ling guessed it.And almost as soon as the emperor's voice fell to the ground, he had already guessed it.

Not only did she guess it, Lingfei also had the ability to answer the question in a detour, without having to solve the mystery directly, and keep the key that the emperor sold, and leave the joy of uncovering the mystery to the emperor himself.

Therefore, both of them couldn't help looking at Wanxi.
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The empress dowager's gaze was calmer, which made her a half beat slower than Concubine Shu.Therefore, when the Empress Dowager looked over, she also saw Concubine Shu's hateful gaze.

The Empress Dowager couldn't help frowning, and looked back to meet An Shou's eyes.

So mother and son, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law gather together, talking and laughing, but also happy.

At the end, the emperor reported to the empress dowager that the Yuling mausoleum dug for him by the emperor had been completed, and he would bury empress Xiaoxian in this month.

Death is always a serious topic. As soon as the emperor said this, the laughter that had just filled the room faded away.

The Empress Dowager asks An Shou for a cigarette.

The empress dowager has reached this age, and when it comes to this topic, she is more delicate than anyone else.There is no need for the hookah brought by Anshou, but for the dry tobacco.

"Master... the dry smoke is too strong, the master has changed to smoking hookah for many years, why bother...?" An Shou could only persuade in a low voice.

The Empress Dowager nodded, "The dry smoke is strong, and I just want to smoke it today. The hookah is too soft, let it sit for two days."

Concubine Shu hurriedly took out the fire sickle purse, but it was Nala who reached out and took out the fire sickle first, and lit the dry tobacco leaves in the pipe pot for the empress dowager.

It is a great obligation for a Manchurian daughter-in-law to light cigarettes for her mother-in-law, and it is also a great status symbol-a concubine who wants to light cigarettes is not qualified yet, only the mother-in-law's "daughter-in-law" can.

The empress dowager was a little distracted, and didn't care about the turbulent tide between Nala and Concubine Shu. She just lowered her head and smoked a cigarette. After a long while, she tapped the bag pot on the sole of her shoe, "... Xiaoxian also went It has been four years, and it is time to be buried in the ground. I remember that Zhemin and Master Huixian are together with Xiaoxian's Zigong, are they going to be buried in the imperial concubine's bedroom?"

In the ancient patriarchal system, the emperor only shared the same acupuncture points with the queen.All concubines should be buried in the concubine garden separately.

What the Empress Dowager said made all the concubines feel sad, only Nala sat upright.

The emperor lowered his eyes lightly, "The son not only sleeps with Xiaoxian. Apart from Xiaoxian, Zhemin and Huixian enshrine the son's mausoleum together."
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The emperor's voice fell softly, and all the concubines opened their eyes.

Since ancient times, "death is like life", and the place of rest after death is also a continuation of the struggle in the harem when alive.Only by sleeping in the same cave with the emperor, and only by being closer to the emperor's coffin, can it be said that this life is won and there is no white fight.

(End of this chapter)