I Became The Mother Of Three Villains

When the news of the death of the imperial concubine came, Du Heng was at home, listening to the newly appointed shopkeeper of the pawnbroker reporting the business situation in recent days.

The servant came in a hurry, with a look of panic on his face and said to Du Heng, "Miss Du, there is news from the palace that the imperial concubine has passed away!"

Du Heng suddenly stood up, the hot tea cup in her hand suddenly overturned, burning a large red mark on her white hands.

Ah Su exclaimed in surprise, and quickly called the servants to fetch cold water and apply hands to the young lady.

Du Zhen but the pain on the back of the hand as if not aware, but stay in place, no words for a long time.

As she watched the back of her white and tender hand turn red and blisters appeared again. She was so anxious that her eyes were all red. She rushed down to humanity: "hurry up! Move faster, don't you see the lady's hands are so hot! "

Du Heng was awakened by her anxious voice. She looked at the hollow hole in her eyes and said, "ASU, did I hear you wrong? Auntie, Auntie

The shopkeeper of the pawnbroker knew that her owner was extraordinary, but she never thought that she was the niece and daughter of the imperial concubine in the palace. She only hung her head and stood aside, and did not dare to breathe much.

Du Heng's master and servant did not care about him for a while, but was shocked by the sudden news.

Ah Su held her wrist painfully and said in a low voice, "Miss, I'm sorry The lady is not in good health. Sooner or later she will come. "

Du Heng's delicate face always showed a look of pain, and his eyes were filled with sadness. His injured hand seemed to have no pain, and he clenched his hand.

"It shouldn't be so fast, it shouldn't be so fast Last time I saw my aunt, she was in good spirits. The doctor said that she had at least two years to live... "

It was after her engagement that the imperial concubine of the previous life had gone, which was exactly two years later.

Su's face flashed an unbearable sadness, but it was for Du Heng's appearance.

She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, miss I'm sure the lady doesn't want you to look like this

The shopkeeper of the pawnbroker saw that he was not suitable here. He quietly winked at ah Su and retreated first.

The servant came up with cold water again. Ah Su motioned to the other side to leave. While applying a cold compress to the back of Du Juan's scalded hand, he whispered: "Miss, let me see your hand..."

Du Heng held out his right hand obediently.

After a while, she asked in a low voice, "ah Su, why does my aunt refuse to see me before she dies? Did she really forget me? "

A su knew the status of the imperial concubine in Du Heng's heart. Compared with the death of the imperial concubine, Du Heng could not accept the fact that she did not leave a word to her before she left.

The servant girl did not know how to comfort Du Zhen, but could only say: "Miss, when she was a child, she grew up under the knees of the imperial concubine. Later, because of other things, the lady became estranged from her family and refused to let the young lady enter the palace from time to time. You can't blame miss

A Su is right, that is, the previous life. Because of Du's family, the imperial concubine was estranged from Du Heng for several years. However, Du Heng slowly untied the heart knot of the imperial concubine in the previous life, and also sent her aunt a journey -

unexpectedly, she did not even see her for the last time in this life.

Tears slowly grew up in Du Zhen's eyes, and slowly fell down her smooth face: "ah Su, I should accompany my aunt more. Why don't I spend more time with her? If I had not been so selfish, my aunt would not have left with a knot in her heart. "

Ah Su couldn't bear it. He kept whispering, "it's not miss's fault, it's not your fault. When the little prince died, it was Du Fu's fault. It has nothing to do with you. What's more, no one would have thought of her leaving... "

Du Heng clenched his hands in pain, and his tears came down: "I don't know what grandma said when she entered the Palace this time! I'm afraid it's for the favor of Du Fu. My aunt couldn't stand the stimulation. Why didn't my grandmother think about her daughter? "

Seeing the young lady's rare fragile appearance, ah Su had no choice but to cry with Du Juan.

The master and the servant cried for a long time. Finally, Mammy came over and comforted Du Heng for a few words, then she was persuaded back to the room.

The death of the imperial concubine caused a lot of trouble in the court.

Now, in the harem, there is no new face in the harem for a long time because the emperor is not keen on the general election.

The only new man, or a servant girl sent by Xie's house, is now the time to be favored and his position has gradually risen.

The courtiers could not sit still.

When the imperial concubine went, Mr. Zhao respectfully presented the memorial to the emperor.

The emperor looked at it carefully, and the rules were exactly the same as those of the former imperial concubines, but there was nothing he needed to change.

The imperial concubine has been with him in the palace for many years. Although they don't have much affection, they are still in love.

He meant to add a title to the imperial concubine, so as to make the funeral look better, so he decided to retire.Unexpectedly, Lord Zhao said, "Your Majesty, I have something else to report."

The Emperor just wanted to stand up, had to sit down again, his face flashed a few can not be observed impatient: "zhuozuo."

Mr. Zhao stepped forward and said: "now the talent of your Majesty's harem is withering. After the death of the imperial concubine and empress, you can't even find a person who is in charge. I think it's the stability of the harem that will give your majesty more time and energy for the former dynasty. "

The emperor's brows wrinkled.

He took a deep breath. All he thought about was how to get the moth named Zhao out of his important position in the hall. He still restrained himself and said, "naturally I know. Is there anything else? "

Mr. Zhao continued: "Your Majesty, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming. It's a good day to get together and get rid of evils. Should the harem also slowly..."

The emperor's face slowly turned blue, and the memorial in his hand was clenched. Finally, he threw it out to Mr. Zhao: "Zhao handle, I just died, your concubine! Dragon Boat Festival is a good day? Huh? Let Princess Jing live at home for a few days, and your family will be reunited. How about that? "

Seeing that the emperor was angry, Mr. Zhao knelt down in a hurry: "I don't mean it. Your majesty will not be angry!"

As soon as the Minister of rites knelt down, he was followed by a group of officials of the Ministry of rites and fell to the ground one after another: "Your Majesty, what Lord Zhao said is for the sake of the country and the country. I hope your majesty will forgive the loss of Lord Zhao's words!"

Another official admonished him: "what Mr. Zhao said is true. Now that the harem is withered and your majesty has only one son under his Majesty's knee, it is really time to make preparations. "

The emperor could hardly hold his unbelievable look on his face -

he thought that he was respectful to his imperial concubine and had little affection for him, but he was also sad that the women who had been accompanying him for many years had lost their beauty. However, this talent had just left, and the tea was not yet cool, so many people wanted to fill the imperial palace for him?

It seems that this starter has made up his mind for a long time. I'm just waiting for the princess to die!

The emperor's heart was filled with resentment, and there was a Xie Qian standing on the court.

Dressed in purple black clothes, which can only be worn by the head of a literary minister, he stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "I would like to inform your majesty that the plan now is to bury the imperial concubine in the royal garden. The rest can be discussed later."

The emperor nodded: "Xie Aiqing said yes."

When the court officials saw that the two of them were singing in unison, they would soon spoil the general election. They were unwilling to speak out, but they were blocked by the emperor.

"My wife and I are deeply in love with each other. Although the imperial concubine is not in the second place, she is also a person I can't replace! I'm tired today. Don't let me hear the voice of choosing people into the harem before the imperial concubine is buried! "

Seeing that the emperor used the word "husband and wife", the courtiers knew in their hearts that he did not have much affection for the imperial concubine, so they had to swallow the words in their mouths and bowed their heads one by one.

The emperor repressed his impatience and watched the farce come to an end. Under the jade steps, the black crowns of the ministers with their heads down made him feel disgusted.

Clearly this is his court, and these people are his subjects, but he can't do what he wants.

Ming Huang's robe swung away a radian, and the emperor left the hall without looking back.

Behind him is father-in-law Da's slightly shrill voice: "retreat -"

he trotted to keep up with the gloomy looking emperor. Before he left, he looked back at the light look on Xie Qian's face and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Fortunately, there is a lord Xie in the court. Otherwise, I don't know how to finish today.