Madam not allowed to remarry

226 Secret Love 1
Long Aohan was really sharp, two days later, a carriage came to pick Meng Baiyun into the palace.

Enter from the Xihua Gate. There are only two kinds of people who usually enter and exit this place, the dead and the disabled.

The palace maids and eunuchs who died in the palace would be transported out from the Xihua Gate, and those who became disabled in the palace would also be sent away from the Xihua Gate.

Meng Baiyun was dressed as an eunuch, mixed with a bunch of eunuchs who brought back the dead, and entered the palace.

Although his status was not very respectable, entering the palace was smoother than entering the palace with Bai Qingfeng last time.

Of course, it must be because Long Aohan has taken care of everything.

After entering the palace, someone greeted him and changed the costumes of the maids. One person played two roles today.

Before Meng Baiyun arrived at Shoukang Palace, he was tidying up all the way.

She had to put all the things she wanted to ask first, and of course, she was also prepared for the imperial concubine's refusal to answer.

When they arrived at Shoukang Palace, the people inside were all familiar faces, and they recognized her immediately when they saw her, so they hurriedly pulled her in.

When Meng Baiyun saw the imperial concubine, she was reading a book under the shade of a tree in the backyard, her demeanor was somewhat similar to her mother's, the years were quiet and peaceful, and the world was stable.

However, she was a little more indifferent than her mother.

It is said that Emperor Xian loved her as much as his life, but she didn't give him a few smiles.

Is that face not able to smile by nature, or is it because he has long wanted to belong to him.

The palace maid led Meng Baiyun in, and the movement disturbed her. She raised her head from the book, was slightly startled, and looked a little happy: "Baiyun, you are here."

Her gentleness to Meng Baiyun is rare, so that the people in Shoukang Palace are also very respectful to Meng Baiyun.

"Madam Long, what do you want to drink, this servant will prepare it."

"Tea is fine."

The maid retreated, and the imperial concubine got up from her chair. Compared to last time, she was a little thinner, but she looked at Meng Baiyun with the same gentle gaze.

"Sit down quickly. You are getting more and more courageous. Just come in like this in broad daylight. If you want to come in the future, don't take any more risks. Ask someone to send a letter so that I can arrange for you to come in."

Meng Baiyun is always warm to her.

She is the warm wind in April, with the fragrance of flowers, and every word and sentence is full of warmth and fragrance.

She treated her so well that Meng Baiyun began to hesitate, whether he should ask some questions, whether it would touch her scar.

But, it was about her father, she had to ask.

"Imperial Concubine, I am here this time because I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?—Sit first."

Meng Baiyun sat down on the stone bench opposite her, hesitated for a while: "I, I want to ask if you know who my father is?"

The empress dowager was startled.

I know, how can I not know, the person who misses her day and night, enters her dream every night.

She realized what Meng Baiyun knew, and smiled calmly, somewhat melancholy: "Did your father tell you something?"

"He did say something, but what he said was not so detailed. I roughly deliberated about it myself, and I have an answer in my heart, but I just lack a verification. I'm sorry that maybe I shouldn't come to you, but it's about my father and my mother. , I still want to know what happened back then."

Meng Baiyun had her own plans, her mother refused to leave, she was willing to stay in the palace to be tortured by the queen mother for Meng Shijun, she was eager to find any hope of letting her mother leave Meng Shijun.

The reason why her mother is Meng Shijun now is that she still doesn't want to believe that it is love. She thinks that maybe it is just guilt, or it may be like Long Aohan said, it is done by human heart and flesh, and her mother is just moved.

Just like in these years, Aunt Qing was arrogant and indulgent, and Meng Shijun married again and again.

If she really loves Meng Shijun, how can her mother tolerate things that ordinary women can't stand in such a peaceful state of mind, even many times, Aunt Qing made mistakes, and her mother defended them.

Therefore, as long as her mother feels that she owes Meng Shijun nothing, she may be able to persuade her mother to leave Meng Shijun.

Meng Baiyun heard from Long Aohan that Meng Shijun did many dirty things to her father back then, maybe, maybe her father was sentenced to death because of Meng Shijun's participation.

Meng Baiyun tried everything possible to collect Meng Shijun's filth, destroy Meng Shijun in her mother's heart, and take her mother away.

The empress dowager in front of her had an increasingly melancholy expression on her face.

When Meng Baiyun was afraid that she would not speak, she opened her mouth softly: "Did your father mention it?"

"Never."

Meng Baiyun told the truth.

The empress dowager's melancholy eyes were stained with a bit of bitterness: "He really hates me, but how do you know that you can ask me about your father?"

"I know my father is the only prince with a foreign surname. The late emperor trusted him back then, but later he was inexplicably convicted of a crime of contempt for the emperor and sentenced to death. I guess things will not be that simple. My father must have touched Ni Lin of the Emperor, then I thought of you, sorry, I thought something I shouldn't have thought, but last time I mentioned my father, your reaction was very strange, and you made so many hazelnut cakes all of a sudden, I just... "

"Your father likes hazelnut cakes the most."

The imperial concubine looked far away, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, a bit gentle in bitterness: "That year, without you, my father was a nine-rank sesame official in the frontier. It was like spring. My mother was suffering from a chronic illness, and my father spent all his family property. I brought my mother and I to Chang’an City to seek medical advice. At that time, I took my father to a colleague’s house when he was young. The man saw that I was outstanding, so he secretly asked someone to draw a portrait of me and sent it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs... ..."

One afternoon, Meng Baiyun listened to the whole sad story.

In the spring of 22 years ago, the imperial concubine was not the lonely and cold imperial concubine now. Her father was a small official in the Qianzhou area, and the official worshiped the ninth rank.

She went to Beijing with her parents to seek medical treatment for her mother, but was sent to the palace by her father's friends.

After entering the palace, because of her humble status and poor family background, she was excluded and bullied among the children of the court officials.

The days when she lived in Chuxiu Palace were the most difficult days for her. Once, she was tied up with a rope by several beautiful women who entered the palace together and threw them into the well. When she was about to suffocate, she was pulled up to catch her breath. Repeatedly, it tormented her for a whole afternoon. It was still early spring, and the weather was abnormally frosty. She was so cold and stiff. Just when she lost her consciousness and felt that her life was over, a man landed on the ground like a god. beside her.

He angrily reprimanded the maids, rescued her from the well, counted the cold days, took off his padded jacket, warmed her, and comforted her, giving her the courage to survive in this terrible palace.

Not long after, the emperor returned to the palace, and the draft officially began. She was looking forward to losing the election, but she never expected that the emperor would fall in love with her at first sight. It means beautiful and beautiful, and she is the only one among their batch of beautiful girls who was directly canonized as a concubine.

Not long after she was canonized, she went to bed and forced herself to think of the Ninth Five-Year Lord in front of her as the man who had given her a touch of warmth in the cold, so that she could hold herself back from trembling and crying.

On the day of Concubine Xiao's 30th birthday, she saw that man again, and only then did she know that his name was Xiao Liran, he was Concubine Xiao's younger brother, Taifu Xiao's son, the emperor's youngest and best friend.

He also recognized her. He asked her how are you, made her happy for a few days, and then lost her soul, sad in her heart, and realized that this life had nothing to do with him. Since that date, she didn't like to laugh very much. Everyone in the palace said She was indifferent, but the emperor's enthusiasm for her continued unabated.

In the following year, she was promoted from a concubine to a virtuous concubine, and the limelight in the harem was unmatched by anyone, but she had no disturbances in her heart and only thought of one person.

To her, pomp and power are nothing compared to every time they meet, that person simply asks how are you doing lately.

That man liked to eat hazelnut cakes. This year he was registered as King Xiao. He was the first prince with a foreign surname in Beiliang. The emperor trusted him so much that he was almost inseparable. He would discuss any important decisions with him.

Sometimes when they discussed matters, the emperor would ask her to wait on him, and she would just look at him with flying eyebrows, a gentleman like a jade, a bright moon and a clear breeze, no matter how difficult things were, they could be easily solved in his hands, the seed of her love , sprouted in my heart, took root, unable to extricate myself.

But I have to suppress my feelings, depression, pain, I don't like to talk to people, come and go, in the whole harem, I walk alone, alone, but it just happens to be like this, the emperor loves her more and more, thinking that others squeezed her out She began to want to give her the supreme position in the middle palace.

The struggle between emperors and empresses is as cruel as the struggle for the throne.

The emperor intended to appoint her as the empress, but this move caused an uproar in the previous dynasty. Among them, the current empress dowager and the concubine De concubine were the most opposed. Gently persuaded each other, analyzed the pros and cons, the emperor treated Concubine Xiao Gui as his wife and sister, and respected her very much, he finally listened to her words.

As a result, the matter of establishing the future was shelved.

Another year later, Concubine De gave birth to a dragon heir, and the voices of those who stood in the middle of the court revived. Most of them supported Concubine De, and a small part supported Concubine Xiao, but no one mentioned her, and she had no intention of being a queen. , if there is a choice, she can throw away everything, she only wants him.

The struggle between the empress and empress lasted for half a year. In the end, under all kinds of pressure from the empress dowager and the previous court, the emperor had no choice but to compromise. Under the concubine De, her attitude was obvious.

Even if the emperor treats her like this, she only loves that person wholeheartedly.

Hearing that Concubine Xiao Gui began to choose a wife for him, she couldn't sleep well day and night, thinking of another woman who was not her lying on his bed, warming his bed every day, whispering to him, her heart was like a knife, and it was also true. During that time, she had a miscarriage, a child that even the emperor didn't know about.

Her body became weaker and weaker, almost haggard. The emperor did not go to court every day and stayed with her every day. The previous court said that she was a troublesome beauty. Daji was reincarnated. Only he saw her without a word of blame. Greetings: how are you these days, why have you lost so much weight, you should eat well.

(End of this chapter)