The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 359
Wan Lai woke up suddenly one night at the beginning of March.

She lay down in a daze, not crying hysterically as everyone expected, but asked unusually calmly: "Where is the person?"

Yun Chan shed tears before she spoke, Shuang Ruo suppressed the pain in her heart and said in a deep voice: "In the first month of mourning in the palace, Empress Daxing's Zigong was enshrined in Wuying Hall, and on March 25, she left and moved to Gonghua City, where she was buried with Empress Renxiao. "

Wan Lai nodded, regardless of the heavy frost outside, she went to the layman.

Yun Chan and Shuang Ruo wanted to stop them, but she slammed them away.

His pair of clear water-like eyes became dull, and he stared straight at the two as if hiding a bloodthirsty beast in them.

The two of them couldn't dissuade them any more, they just followed behind him cautiously.

The palace is completely white, and the sound of mourning and wailing can still be clearly heard between three or five steps away.

Such a day, such a scene, is no different from the time when Empress Renxiao collapsed and passed away.

The road from the long street to the Hall of Martial Arts is extremely long, and every step is like stepping on a sharp thorn.

Wan Yu kept her pace, not like someone who is recovering from a serious illness at all, even Yun Chan and Shuang Ruo who were behind her had to run to catch up with her.

Walking outside the Hall of Martial Arts, I stopped for a long time.

The lanterns of the plain White House flickered and burned, and the palace was hung with mantles and white lotus flowers.

Wan Lai looked at the plaque of the Hall of Martial Arts with the white cloth on it, thinking that when she first entered this land, she helped the emperor capture Oboi.

I thought I would never be able to enter this place again in this life, never thought
The closer you get to the finish line, the slower your steps become.

Outside the main hall, Eunuch Li Li, who was in front of the imperial court, was standing guard outside the hall, the tears on his face were still wet, seeing Wan Lai's face turned pale with shock, he hurriedly stepped forward to ask for peace, "Ms. Wan Concubine, why are you here?"

Seeing him standing firmly in front of her, Wanyu uttered a weak sentence: "Grandpa, move a step."

Li Jian was rather embarrassed: "Your Majesty, the emperor has ordered that the time for mourning and remembrance has passed, and no one should disturb Empress Daxing."

"Go away." Wanyu pushed him hard, and he staggered and fell to the ground. Seeing Wanyu insisted on moving forward, he got up and knelt in front of Wanyu to block the way: "Mother, the emperor is here for you!" For the sake of your body, Empress Daxing died miserably, you will always feel sad when you see it, why don't you just let it go."

"If you dare to stop me today, I will kill you immediately."

The tone of her words was light, but there was a kind of sharpness engraved in her bones.

Li Jian's eyes froze, and he thought to himself.

She is the emperor's favorite concubine, if she is in a difficult situation at this moment, there is no guarantee that she will not complain about herself in the future, her head is already pinned to her belt as a slave, how dare she stop her?

So he took a few steps back and said in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, hurry up."

When they entered, Yun Chan and Shuang Ruo wanted to follow, but they were stopped by Li Jian, who refused to let them in even though they said nothing: "You two aunts, please spare this slave. If you two go in, I am afraid that I will not be able to keep this slave's life."

The huge Hall of Martial Heroes was moved clean, only Yu Yide Zi Palace was placed in the middle.

There is an incense altar next to it, surrounded by a tight circle, and people who are surrounded by plain white are dizzy.

That Zigong is extremely beautiful.

It is made of high-quality catalpa wood, not mixed with star impurities.There are nine flying phoenixes engraved on the upper surface, which are so lifelike that they are about to soar into the sky.

Wan Lai walked to the side of Zi Palace, gently stroking the body of the coffin.

A burst of coolness came, because they were afraid that the corpse would rot, so a layer of crushed ice was buried around Zi Palace.

She glanced at Yide who was lying quietly in the coffin, the scars on his neck were well concealed by Lianguan Shifandai, the tongue overflowing from the hanging was returned to the mouth, and a transparent and crystal clear night pearl was pressed against the root of the tongue.

People are very peaceful, just like falling asleep.

Wanyu stretched out her hand tremblingly, and gently stroked Yide's cold cheek, without tears or sadness.

Seeing Yide, as before, he called out with a smile on his lips and teeth: "Sister."

After a long silence, the chill gradually engulfed her, and the chill that invaded her back made the hairs on her body stand on end.

"Eldest sister, look at me." She smiled as hard as she could, and called softly: "Eldest sister, you told me to walk slowly on the road that night, why did you walk so fast? It was so fast that I even looked at you more There is no chance. We have survived those storms, why? Why did you kill yourself?"

"Why did you leave me? You went so resolutely."

"Why, but the emperor treats you badly?"

"Why?"

The tone of this series of questions gradually became stronger, as if he had to get an answer from Yide's mouth.

But how could she still respond halfway to Wanyu?
That night, she and Yide were alone for a long time, until Zi Shi Fang slowly walked out of the Hall of Martial Arts.

Yun Chan and Shuang Ruo originally thought she would weep for Shen Shang, but when they came out, their expressions were indifferent, their eyes were empty but there were no tears.

The two stepped forward to give her a hand, she waved her hand lightly, and walked forward alone: ​​"I want to walk alone, you go back to the palace."

Insisting on this, even if the two are worried, they can only follow behind them from a distance.

However, after turning around the long street, when I caught up with him, the person had disappeared.

Wan Yu walked all the way to the abandoned pavilion, and then slowed down her pace.

This was originally the place where she entered the palace and met Yide for the first time.

The night is flowing, and there are bursts of fresh rain in the distance.

Not long after, the rain began to fall.

Wan Yu stood dazed in the rain, as if she had experienced a nightmare, she was shrouded in layers of boundless thick ink and darkness, choking her life, making her breathless.

The moss under the red wall was soaked by the rain, and it drifted and gathered in a corner.

Wan Yu stared blankly, and suddenly felt that she was like the moss falling away, in this palace, in this world, she had nothing to rely on.

The eldest sister has gone. The elder sister who grew up playing with me since childhood, and has been with the harem for ten years, has gone so abruptly?

Except for her young brother Faka in the mansion, she has no relatives in this world.

No one will ever think of her without thinking of anything in return;
No one will hold her hand and sing a Kunqu opera with her again;
No one will tell me to take care from afar.

She felt numb, like a body that had lost its soul, staggering alone in the abandoned pavilion.

The rain fell more and more densely, like thousands of sharpened daggers stabbing her body hard.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he saw that there was a crabapple tree standing alone for a moment, full of white flowers blooming freely, despite the rain and wind, the branches still held their heads high.

Recalling the words that Tong Changjie invited Jiang Xuexuan to enjoy the flowers are still in my ears, but things are different, and tears flow first.

She couldn't hold back her emotions any longer, and sat down on the cold watery ground with her feet limp, weeping uncontrollably.

With tears in his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a black figure holding an oil umbrella, and moved to his side very quickly, shielding her from the wind and rain.

Taking a closer look, the person who came was Shen Ye, looking down at himself with no expression on his face: "If I don't want my body, it will be in vain that the young miss has taken care of you all these years."

(End of this chapter)