The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 660 Yan Bei Returns ([-])
The candles in the Nuan Pavilion swayed and flickered with the wind, making the emperor's complexion cloudy and uncertain.

He raised his hand, turned to Zhuo Lan and said, "This servant girl pleads guilty now, and I will leave it to you."

Hearing what the emperor said, Lin Lan couldn't stop the chills in her heart.

She clutched her chest and pleaded in front of Feiyan: "Your Majesty, this maidservant made a wrong idea for a while, please forgive her for not dying, and let her live!" Then she knelt down to Zhuo Lan , kowtowed and said: "Concubine Jia, I'm sorry for today's matter, so please."

"Hey, sister, what are you doing?" Zhuo Lan helped Lin Lan up with a half-smile, and said softly, "My sister's maid in the palace made a wrong idea. How can I say sorry to my sister? It's just such a vicious person." Staying by my sister's side, my sister is really sweating for my sister." She squinted at Fei Yan, and said: "You know that you burned four innocent palace people in this palace to death. They They are all raised by mother and father, and there are two maidservants who will be able to leave the palace and reunite with the whole family soon after they reach their age, how can you bear it?"

Feiyan was trembling and was about to answer, when she heard hurried steps behind her, she looked slightly sideways, and saw that it was Liang Jiugong and Li Jian who hurried in.

Liang Jiugong was holding a scroll of paintings in his hand, and presented it to the emperor: "Your Majesty, when the emperor was paying off the remnants of Wu Sangui, he found a scroll. First, he gave it to the imperial concubine. Ask someone to give it to the servant, saying that he will wait for the emperor to take a look at it before making a decision."

The emperor slammed the Dan Qing in his hand on the ground, with an angry face, he scolded: "Can't you see that I am talking to Concubine De and Concubine Jia now? Why rush in?"

Liang Jiugong scrambled and picked up the Danqing on the ground, and said bravely: "The imperial concubine is pressing hard, this painting must be seen by the emperor immediately."

Zhuo Lan glanced at the picture scroll tightly held by Liang Jiugong. The dried ink dots on the picture scroll, under the light of the candlelight, looked like rain falling into the imperial pond and burst, which was particularly glaring.

She understood what the painting on the scroll was, her heart tightened immediately, she watched the emperor take the scroll, roughly unfolded it, and looked at it again and again.

His stretched brows furrowed inch by inch, he glanced at Danqing, and unconsciously glanced at Zhuo Lan.

Zhuo Lan pretended not to know, and said with a soft smile: "Why is the emperor looking at concubines like this?"

"Come and have a look." The emperor handed the painting to Zhuo Lan, and she looked at the vivid portrait of Chen Yuanyuan painted on it, and said in amazement: "Ah, who is this, he is as real as a concubine It looks alike."

The emperor's face was gloomy and uncertain, suspicious eyes flashed across his eyes, and he said in a slow voice: "The book written by Danqing's name is taboo, Chen's Yuanyuan is Wu Sangui's concubine." He sighed roughly, and asked again : "Concubine Jia, both your biological father and mother are dead, but can anyone confirm your identity?"

Zhuo Lan shook her hands when she heard the words, and the picture scroll she was holding fell to the ground.

She was startled, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "There is an epidemic in the countryside in my hometown, how many people survived? Even if there were, they have already scattered away, and trying to find them is like looking for a needle in a haystack. The emperor asked this question, Suspicious of concubines?" She pointed at Danqing, and said in astonishment: "Did the emperor think that concubine is the daughter of that thief Wu Sangui? Absurd, this is too absurd!"

Seeing this, Lin Lan interrupted Zhuo Lan without waiting for the emperor to think for a while, and said sharply: "Now the emperor knows why my sister is going after the mistakes of the concubine Jia? The corners of her eyes and the brows of Chen Yuanyuan are all carved out of the same mold." yes, how"

"I didn't ask you a question." The emperor stopped Lin Lan's words coldly, raised his hands and ordered Zhuo Lan to flatten her body, sighed and shook her head, and said, "Where are your biological parents buried? Is there a monument to erect a tomb?"

Zhuo Lan replied almost without thinking: "There is a village in the outskirts of Hangzhou, named Liangjia Village. The concubine's biological father and mother were buried on a hillside ten miles behind the village. It was the concubine who personally erected the tombstone for the two elders. The concubine's father's name Liang Geshan's mother's name is Mu Hui, the emperor can call someone to investigate! And on the tombstone there is a lily pattern carved by the concubine, which is the mother's favorite flower during her lifetime!"

What she said was so convincing that the emperor's doubts dissipated a bit, so he hurriedly ordered Liang Jiugong to send someone to investigate according to Zhuo Lan's words.

As soon as Liang Jiugong left, Zhuo Lan felt dizzy for a while, stepped back a few steps and collapsed on the warm seat.

Seeing this, Li Jian hastily summoned the on-duty imperial physician, but after some consultation, he got a great joy.

Zhuo Lan, who had had a miscarriage for less than half a year, became pregnant again. She was originally a very weak person, and it was not easy to get pregnant at this time.

The emperor was overjoyed when he heard about this matter, how could he care about doubting her?

Yibi ordered the palace people to take good care of Zhuo Lan, and ordered the Yongshou Palace to be overhauled. Before that, Zhuo Lan was moved to live in Yikun Palace where Concubine Yi lived after Yongshou Palace.

Although Linlan was not seriously blamed on that day, but she was the lord of the palace and she couldn't escape being involved in the affairs of the palace. The emperor ordered Linlan to contemplate for two months behind closed doors.

He followed Zhuo Lan back to Yikun Palace, knelt outside the hall for a day and a night, and was moved to the side hall where Zhuo Lan lived for questioning when he was exhausted.

Zhuo Lan looked at the pale-faced Feiyan coldly, and said with a sly smile, "How? You did this with your master, but you were thrown out to die by your master, are you unwilling?"

Fei Yan glared at her with all her strength, and spat in her mouth: "If you say you're unwilling, it means you didn't watch you bitch get burned alive so that you can avenge Sixth Brother!"

Zhuo Lan walked up to Feiyan's side with trembling steps, pulled her hair with one hand and looked at her face to face, and said with sweet lips and teeth: "If I can kill the sixth elder brother, I can also kill the fourth elder brother, the fourteenth elder brother Brother! Tsk tsk, it's a pity that you can't see it."

She suddenly threw Feiyan aside forcefully, clapped her palms, and said in a sinister voice: "But soon I will send them down to reunite with your aunt, and your master, too. You are very happy Do you like setting fires? This palace will send you and the concubine Defei a big gift."

About half a month later, Liang Jiugong sent his son back to the palace to reply, and he found the graveyard of Liang and his wife in the place Zhuo Lan described. Lilies can be seen on the tombstone, and two skeletons were dug out of it. This is what Zhuo Lan said, and the emperor has no doubts about her.Not only is there no blame, but it is also a good thing to re-bury the Liang couple.

And all of this is the retreat that Zhuo Lan prepared early on.

On the second day after "self-proving innocence", Zhuo Lan ordered the palace servants to knock on the door of Yonghe Palace, and handed over a heavy brocade box to Lin Lan.

Lin Lan only asked what it was, and someone came back: "It's Aunt Feiyan's ashes. Our master wants the slave to tell Concubine De, that Aunt Feiyan was put into the incinerator alive, in order to let her feel alive." The pain of being burned to death can also comfort the spirits in heaven of the innocent people who died in Yongshou Palace."

Lin Lan fainted immediately upon hearing this, and the brocade box she was holding fell heavily to the ground.

The gray and white powder in it scattered all over the ground with the wind.

(End of this chapter)