Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 981 Three Volumes 91 Sending Charcoal (3 More)
"In Huixian's dormitory, even on the top of the bed where she lives, those colored paintings all contain more than normal doses of cinnabar!"

The emperor closed his eyes in pain: "If the cinnabar encounters high temperature, it will emit poisonous gas. Because of her weak body, her bedroom is like a medicine jar, and she often boils medicine soup by the couch. The hot water vapor They stayed together in the room for a long time, and for a long time, those colorful paintings were steamed every day."

"In addition, she is especially afraid of the cold in winter. In her bedroom warm pavilion, not only is there a fire dragon running through the ground, but the walls are also hollow fire walls. However, she has to build an extra charcoal basin... How could she know that? The high temperature, after a long time of baking, those originally bright colored paintings, all released poisonous gas!"

"Not to mention... Her medicine pot and charcoal stove will be directly subjected to fire!"

The emperor shook his head lightly.

"Empress, guess what word I thought of right now? 'Send charcoal in the snow'. When Huixian was alive, even though she was a noble concubine, but because of her weak body, every winter, Huixian used red charcoal as an example. It's always not enough. Sometimes I think about giving her some of my own, but more often I forget about it because I am busy with the previous court, so every year, the queen, you give her your red charcoal. .”

"In the eyes of the harem, this is another great proof that the queen is a good queen. She takes care of her concubine like this, without jealousy or competition, and takes care of her like a sister... But when I think about it now, what you sent her Those warm feelings did not help her recover, but pushed her to the edge of death even faster!"

The empress was paralyzed, barely supporting the ground with her hands, and mournfully looked at the emperor.

"But... Your Majesty, the affairs of the harem are never decided by the concubine alone. Even when the emperor talks about colored paintings and paving the palace, the Minister of Internal Affairs must report to the concubine and wait for the concubine's decision; It’s all them, and there are other craftsmen who paint. How can the emperor be sure that it’s the concubine who killed Hui Xian?”

"Besides, how could the emperor have forgotten that Hui Xian had already taken the tiger-wolf medicine in the last year... the medicine was three-point poisonous, not to mention that she had doubled the dose, plus Zheng Liang's daring Why did the emperor record Huixian's death on my concubine?"

Hearing what the queen said, the emperor was not surprised at all.

The emperor even laughed: "Empress, you are worthy of being the empress of the palace, your eloquence is really comparable to mine."

The emperor shook his head: "I'm willing to say these things to you today, but I'm not asking you for proof. I'm just telling you what I know."

"Empress... Do you still remember that the night Huixian passed away, I went to Chuxiu Palace alone and stood in Huixian's bedroom? At that time, her bedroom was already old, because of many years of living, and because of After years of smoking and boiling, the colored paintings in the hall are somewhat faded. However, because of the extremely heavy proportion of the cinnabar, there are the most preserved ones, and the colors are still the most vivid!"

"That night, I stood in the old dormitory where the Yiren had gone, but I had to face the bright red in the hall! The red, like drops of blood that would not dry up, reminded me that she was wronged, walked away. Can't be reconciled!"

"It was at that moment that I had already decided on her posthumous title in my heart! I gave her the word 'virtuous' first!"

(End of this chapter)