The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 593 Phoenix Position ([-])

Rong Yue has been ill for a long time, and was banned from Chengqian Palace, so she couldn't even provide her with enough food all day long.

She was skinny and turned into a scrawny cat, babbling and screaming in pain.

Wanyu fiddled with her, like a pool of lifeless carrion, changed her into a gorgeous phoenix robe, then looked at her carefully, and said in a weary tone: "This dress is very suitable for the empress. People also appear spiritual."

Rong Yue stared at her with wide eyes, and said bitterly: "Now you see me end like this, you must be very happy."

Wan Yu didn't look at her, but only focused on the colorful flying phoenix embroidered on the phoenix robe.She gently caressed Mao Mao's side, and said: "The embroiderer in the manufacturing office is getting better and better. Seeing the phoenix come to life, she almost flies out of the phoenix robe when she closes her eyes."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the glimpses of a few crows outside the window, and sighed infinitely: "The birds can still fly high, but it's a pity that the empress is trapped to death in this Chengqian Palace. It's really sad."

Rong Yue rolled up her sleeves to reveal her slender wrists, which had no fleshy feel, only a thin layer of skin embedded in the bones, more like dry wood, showing a few conspicuous veins.

She looked at the wound on her wrist and suddenly smiled.

The wound left a scar on her body, and it was also this wound that severed the golden orchid love between her and Wanyu.

"In the past, if you hadn't persuaded the emperor to give me the white jade bracelet that you don't want, how could I have ended up in such a situation?"

Wan Yu followed her gaze and said as usual: "Your Majesty has been blaming others all her life. All the misfortunes you have experienced have been caused by others. The people you have harmed are all people who deserve to die. Your Majesty has never done anything wrong." wrong."

Rong Yue sneered again and again: "At this time, you still call me your empress, are you trying to ridicule me for what I deserve?"

Her body was too weak, and she started coughing repeatedly before she could say a few words.

Coughing violently, he covered his lips and teeth with the wide sleeve of the phoenix robe, then moved his arm down, and saw a pool of bright red blood on it.

Seeing her like this, Wan Lai felt a tinge of pity in her heart.But very soon, the faces of those who were murdered by Rong Yue clearly appeared in front of Wan Yu one by one.

She closed her eyes slightly, turned her head away from looking at her, and changed the topic: "The empress is seriously ill, the emperor compared the folk customs, thinking of wishing the empress a happy and prolonging her life."

"Chongxi?" Rong Yue let out a desolate laugh, and casually wiped away the blood from the corner of her lips.

Blood stains rubbed against her gray and aging cheeks, as gorgeous as a blooming red lotus: "How is it? I lifted the coffin and shroud and waited outside the door together? I wish I could die immediately so that I could lift it up and bury it, so as not to get dirty The boundary of the Forbidden City?"

There was a wry smile on the corners of Wanyu's lips: "The emperor has rewarded me with great kindness. The empress is probably the first mistress who can know her posthumous name before she was alive since the establishment of the Qing Dynasty."

Rong Yue was silent for a moment, and quickly asked: "What posthumous title?"

"Xiaoyi." Wanyan turned around quickly, her clear water eyes stared straight at Rongyue who was full of horror, and said word by word: "The word Yi means beautiful, and the emperor wants to give you a good vision." , seeing you suffer too much in this life, I hope that the next life will be full of happiness, and your wish will come true.”

Rong Yue sneered, gritted her teeth because of the severe pain that hit her body, and finally let out a weak wind whistle: "It was your idea. Xiaoyi, even if I want to die, I will go to Huangquan Road Apologize to your stupid elder sister? Do you want me to bear such a posthumous name, honor her and respect her, and never have peace forever?"

She paused for a while, her chest heaved violently, a fishy sweetness came to her throat, and suddenly she spurted out a mouthful of hot blood.

She clutched her chest, lowered her head and spat, but she was still smiling, making her hunched figure tremble visibly with the naked eye.

After a long time, she raised her head sadly and met Wanyu's eyes: "Mr. Niu Hulu, you are really good at it."

"Thank you Empress Empress for your praise. Compared with the means you have come along, I feel that it is far from enough." Wan Lai raised the silk in her hand, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Rong Yue's lips: " Your empress is so intelligent, today's death path was chosen by you yourself, it is no different from suicide. The deadline is approaching, and this concubine knows that you are happy."

"You know?" Rong Yue was startled at first, and then shook her head in relief: "Of course you know, if it wasn't for your intelligence, I wouldn't have been friends with you for so long." She was silent for a moment, then asked: "Where is Que Zhen? "

Wan Lai pointed to the outside of the hall: "I'm waiting outside, waiting for your death."

Rong Yue said indifferently: "Call her in, master and servant, when it's time, I have a few words to explain to her."

Wan Yu didn't stop her, and called out to Que Zhen.

Que Zhen who was standing quietly outside the door thought Rong Yue collapsed when she heard the call, so she rushed in happily, but she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she saw that she was still standing in front of the dressing table.

Rong Yue glanced at her and waved at her.

Que Zhen stepped forward to support her, she was extremely reluctant but had to put on a look of compassion: "Ma'am, what's wrong with you on such a happy day?"

Rong Yue pressed her hand, smiled at her warmly, showing a row of blood-stained white teeth: "Que Zhen, I tell you that your mother is still alive, and she is well raised in Tong's residence."

Quezhen froze as if she had been empowered by a thunderbolt: "No, it's impossible!"

Rong Yue stared straight at her, and almost murmured in her ear: "But she will be gone soon, you killed her with your own hands."

"Your Majesty, I don't know what you are talking about."

Que Zhen avoided Rong Yue's gaze with a face full of fear, Rong Yue's body shook suddenly, and she pulled off the sachet tied around her waist.

She gently tore open the mouth of the sachet, poured out all the medicinal powder inside, and rippling in the sleeping hall.

With the sun, it shines golden yellow.

She looked at the flying fans, and her smile grew stronger: "I know that you are poisoning me every day, and I knew it early in the morning."

Seeing Quezhen's terrified appearance, her heart became more and more joyful. She pushed herself up and walked to her side, and pressed the sachet heavily in her hand: "I am tired of living, and I am looking forward to a relief. Thank you too You took such good care of me and accompanied me on the last journey. But Quezhen, do you know that the moment the emperor announced to the world that Bengong died, it was also the time when your mother, who was so miserable, was destined to go to hell."

Que Zhenben listened quietly, and when Rong Yue finished speaking, she suddenly became mad and rushed towards Rong Yue, cursing incessantly: "Bitch! Why did you hurt my mother and daughter like this! I have been with you for so many years, you... "

Wanyu stopped Quezhen so that she could not get close to Rongyue, loudly called the inner prisoner outside the hall, and dragged Quezhen out who was still insane.

After the hall became quiet again, he looked at Rong Yue who was smiling silly and sighed: "Your Majesty is very scheming, and my concubine bows down."

Rong Yue looked at her with a frown, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why do you have to worship me? There are still people in the harem who you should worship more. Yin Zuo and Yun Xi are not poisoned by this palace. Can I have a peaceful life?"

She spat and snorted coldly: "Idiots talking about dreams!"

(End of this chapter)