The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 496
Rong Yue became more and more insane, because she was in a coma for a day and a night, this roar almost used up all her strength, and with a shake of her hand, she accidentally threw Yun Han's body down.

Fortunately, Quezhen nodded and jumped forward to catch it, so it didn't cause a big mistake.

Rong Yue looked at Yun Han's unresponsive body that was being manipulated by others, and finally fell to the ground and wept.

Que Zhen put Yun Yun's body back into Lin'er's couch, wrapped her up in a yellow cloth, then gave her a blessing, and said softly, "Princess, rest in peace."

After the words fell, Qi Qi called the palace servants to come in and helped Rong Yue up: "Your Majesty, the summer is hot, for the sake of the princess's health, the emperor decreed that she will be buried tomorrow, you can go and see the princess again."

She no longer has the strength to stand up, and her whole body clings to Que Zhen like a puddle of mud.

The palace people protected her and walked slowly to Yun Han's side, only took one look, and broke down again.

"Yuan, are you extremely tired? Er Niang watched you sleep, coaxed you to sleep, and when you wake up, stay with Er Niang, okay?"

What she said in a daze, weeping and laughing, even all the palace people were heartbroken and burst into tears.

Rong Yue stretched out her hand, tremblingly caressing Yun Yun's pale cheeks, it spread down the eye sockets and reached the corner of her lips, only then did she realize that something was wrong.

Yun Yun's lips are purple and black, and even her chubby hands, ten fingernails are all black.

Rong Yue was shocked, quickly withdrew her hands, and asked in a daze, "How did this princess die?"

No one in the palace dared to respond to these words, Rong Yue was furious and asked again, but still no one responded, and was about to explode, but saw Yu Wan with plain white velvet flowers on her hair, and a blue cloak scurrying inside, dismissing her All the palace people went out.

According to the rules, he saluted Rong Yuefu, and then comforted him: "I am sorry for the imperial concubine's concubine."

Rong Yue put her hand on her forehead and asked hurriedly: "Tell me, how did Yun Han die? She looks like she was poisoned! Someone wanted to kill her, right?" She said, muttering to herself: "It must be It must be! Someone is going to kill her! Who is it? Is it the noble concubine? Or the German concubine? What about the emperor, does the emperor know? No, I want to tell the emperor!"

Seeing Rong Yue staggering and trying to get out of the door, Yu Wan shook her head sadly, and said softly: "The princess is really in pain, the emperor couldn't bear to see her suffer, so he asked the court to find the least painful poison and feed it to the princess. Take it. The empress is at ease, the concubine watched the medicine go down, the princess immediately calmed down, she didn't think she suffered any pain."

The blood on Rong Yue's already pale face faded away, her eyes widened and she couldn't believe it: "What are you talking about? The implication is that the emperor's son! How could the emperor."

Yuwan burst into tears, and covered her face and replied: "Mother, the emperor also wants to save the princess from suffering, you have to understand the emperor!"

"What do you want me to understand? How do you want me to understand!" Rong Yue grabbed her chest with one hand, she was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe, her grief-stricken cries echoed and hovered over Chengqian Palace for a long time, startled The nesting crow also flutters its wings instead.

"My child! My child!"

Seeing her like this, Yuwan couldn't help laughing to herself.

If your child is a child, is the child of others not a child?
She seemed to be here to show off her achievements to Rong Yue, she was just talking, she only said that there were still many things that needed to be taken care of for the princess's funeral, and she persuaded Rong Yue not to be sad, and went alone.

When Que Zhen re-entered, Rong Yue had already passed out in front of Yun Yun's couch.

She hastily summoned the palace servants to move Rong Yue back to her bedroom, and asked the emperor's decree to open the keyed palace gate overnight, and recalled Zhang Kui who had left the palace overnight.

With such a big commotion, He Gong naturally talked about it.

That night, Wan Yu and Lin Lan, who were both pregnant, also had no sleep.The princess died strangely, so she went away as soon as she got sick. Although the persistent disease of umbilical wind cannot be cured, there is no reason for people to go away so quickly.

So he ordered Jinli to go to Chengqian Palace in private to inquire about it. Now that it was late at night, the talent returned to the palace covered in dust and dust to report.

"Your Majesty, it was poisoned to death."

"Poisoned?" Wanyu suddenly felt nauseous and retched for a while.Yun Chan, who was waiting on the side, patted Wanyu's back to please her, and Yibi reprimanded Jinli: "Your Majesty is pregnant, don't you know the taboo?"

After entering the ceremony, she repeatedly pleaded guilty, and after a long while, Wan Yu calmed down, and then asked slowly: "Who was poisoned to death? Does the emperor know?"

It was a bit difficult to enter the ceremony, so he muttered: "It was the emperor's decree that Fu Zhuo ordered people to feed him with medicine. Seeing that the princess was silent, the emperor left Chengqian Palace."

Wan Yu was quite shocked, she widened her bloodshot eyes and asked, "Your Majesty? Yun Han is his own flesh and blood, he"

"My sister said that the princess is the emperor's own flesh and blood. The emperor naturally has his own thoughts." Lin Lan was not surprised when she heard Jinli's words. Instead, she took a sip of the jujube sweet tea on the table and said calmly : "That is the most tormenting disease, maybe the emperor can't bear to see the princess suffer."

Wan Yu pondered for a moment, then frowned and sighed: "Children are innocent and always pitiful."

"What's so pitiful?" Lin Lan said with a stern smile, "When she harmed someone else's child, didn't she know what kind of retribution she should have?"

"What kind of retribution she has is her business, what has it to do with implication?" Wanyu looked a little hesitant, her eyes fixed on the corners of Lin Lan's lips and she shook her head again and again: "She is still a child, what is wrong with her?" ?”

"She's not wrong, but what's wrong with Yinyu? What's wrong with Yinyou? What's wrong with my Yunhui?" Lin Lan took a deep breath, her words were full of disappointment and contempt: "How did she treat her sister in the past?" , has my sister forgotten? How come now that she has lost a child, my sister should feel sorry for her?"

Hearing what she said, Wanyu's expression became more serious: "Linlan, I don't feel sorry for her, I just feel that the child is really pitiful." She pointed to Linlan's and her own swollen belly, and said slowly: "We all feel sorry for her." She is pregnant, and the emperor's heir in her stomach is Yunan's younger brother and sister. Even if Tong Shi is hacked into pieces, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart, but if her retribution goes to the child, do you think it is appropriate?"

There was a moment of silence, Linlan and Wanyu looked at each other, and finally softened their temper: "I hate her too much, my sister is right. Like Yunhui, they are innocent children. Whether the biological mother is Whoever, a child is always infallible."

Seeing Linlan's slightly dazed expression, Wanyu suddenly felt suspicious in her heart, so she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Tell me the truth, you didn't do this, did you?"

Lin Lan was surprised, and said coldly: "From the time she gave birth to the death of the princess, my sister and I avoided suspicion together, and we never even entered the door of Chengqian Palace. How could there be such a thing as making the child suffer from umbilical wind? Hui’s epilepsy is the same, it’s all brought about by a mother’s womb, how could my sister miss me so much?”

"So, I'm overthinking."

Wanlu held Linlan's hand, turned her eyes towards the direction of Chengqian Palace, heard the faint sound of mourning, and sighed infinitely: "The princess will be buried tomorrow, and I and Concubine De are inconvenient to send them off. Yun Chan, Shuang Ruo, You go and send the princess off for me."

(End of this chapter)