The Legend of Imperial Concubine Rong

Three years after the death, Jun Xin did not intend to establish a new post;

It was difficult for him to recover from his severe illness. He would die before he reached the age of one hundred.

Since January, the Qing army had entered Chengdu, restored Guangyuan, and betrayed and captured Wu Zhimao. Rebellion in various places had been brought down, or recovered, and only the small faction of Wu Sanguan, Sun Shizhong, and the rebel army of Taiwan's Zhengjing had not been eliminated. However, overall, the victory was already set, and with the addition of Yi Fu, the prince, the atmosphere in the palace was very good.

In the beginning of February, the Pin De gave birth to another son, the son of a concubine, Xuan Ye, who was given a name, and this son was given a name. Because the Pin De held the position of concubine, the son was raised with kindness, and the concubine was still at the moon stage, and Rong'er had gone to see him, and there was an unavoidable sadness in his tone, as if it were all fate. Coincidentally, Yin Qi was born in the head, and Rong'er also consoled him.

Tianxuan Ye paid his respects to the empress dowager. After greeting her, the empress dowager looked at Xuan Ye and said, "Grandson, in a few days, it will be the third anniversary of filial piety."

"Yes, your grandson has already sent someone to arrange it." Xuan Ye nodded.

"Today, an honorary lady entered the palace to pay respects to This Dowager. Does Grandson know what they are talking about with This Dowager?" The empress dowager raised her head and stared into Xuan Ye's eyes as she spoke softly.

Xuan Ye had a rough idea of what was going on, but pretended not to understand, "Oh? "What did he say?"

"Ai!" The empress dowager sighed lightly. "Isn't it all because of what happened after His Majesty passed away? Xiao Zhao has been dead for three years now, and his place is vacant. Everyone outside the palace is so worried."

"I'm not in a hurry, what are they in a hurry for!" Actually, he had already guessed long ago that this was the case.

"Sigh!" Actually, you're right. It's just like how a country cannot live without a king, and a king cannot live without a king! " The Empress Dowager sighed. "You know, your mother always hoped that the Imperial Concubine Yi could be promoted to the throne. This can also be considered a continuation of your birth mother's shadow in the palace."

"Royal Grandmother!" Xuan Ye looked seriously at the empress dowager. "Actually, there were officials who mentioned to me about the empress dowager in the past few days, but this grandson's mausoleum hasn't been completed yet and the empress hasn't even been buried in the ground.

"Just because of this?" the Empress Dowager asked, understanding.

Xuan Ye knew that he couldn't hide it from the empress dowager, so he chuckled. "Imperial Grandmother is wise. This is only a very good excuse, a very good reason that the subjects cannot refute." Take Imperial Concubine Yi for example, not only is she my concubine, she is also my cousin. I do feel bad for her, but if I take her as my queen, she will not want more, and will ask for more, like I do for my master, and if I cannot give her to you, she will also lose her heart. "

"I don't think Soo Ning will. She has a rather gentle personality." The empress dowager said softly.

Xuan Ye bitterly smiled. "Royal Grandmother, before Xiao Zhao became a queen, who would think that she would choose this path? Sometimes we think that we understand her well enough, but in reality, we don't know that our grandson's heart is mostly with Rong'er, and now that the war in the south has calmed down, I don't want to use this political bargaining chip anymore!"

After listening to Xuan Ye's words, the house lowered its head in thought for a moment, then softly said, "Grandson is old, and Imperial Grandmother is old. Many thoughts may be wrong, alright? Well, let's put off the matter for now, we can discuss it after the two emperors are buried in the earth."

Xuan Ye nodded. "That's good too."

"Grandson, have you gone to the Imperial Concubine Hui to take a look? Yin is sick again, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive this winter." The empress dowager sighed softly.

This child is too weak. Zhen looks at him with a pained heart every time, if there really is something wrong with him, Chang Zai Tong and Hui Tai would really be sad to death. "Hu!" Xuan Ye said with a pained heart.

"That's right, we only lost Wan Ju last year. If Yin was gone, how could the two of them withstand it? But I heard from the inner palace that the imperial physician said it would be difficult to pass." The empress dowager's voice was filled with grief. "The emperor has come to the palace more often as well. These two both need the emperor!"

"Royal Grandmother, thank you. This grandson understands that Yin is this grandson's child. This grandson will definitely feel sorry for him. My concubine and Chang Zai Tong are my women, I will also take pity on them." Xuan Ye said softly.

"That's good …" Grandson, This Dowager believes in you. This Dowager's health is getting worse and worse, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to accompany this grandson for a long time. " The empress dowager sighed. "This one knows that my grandson is an outstanding emperor, the wise Son of Heaven."

"Royal Grandmother, please don't say such words. You are in good health. You must have a long life and a hundred years of lifespan." Xuan Ye's heart trembled slightly as he hurriedly said.

"Sigh!" When a person gets old, the worst they can do is to see their younger counterparts die. The princes, filial piety, filial piety, and others all die in front of This Dowager. Every time I see a prince die, I feel as if my heart will be crushed. But when I think about it like this, it makes my heart ache endlessly. " The Empress Dowager sighed.

"Royal Grandmother, don't worry. Your grandson will definitely make the imperial physician heal Yin with all his might." Xuan Ye knew that there was nothing in this world that he could not control. However, he could not bear to see his royal grandmother grieve like this.

At this time, Rong'er was accompanying his concubine and Chang Zai Tong in taking care of the weakened Yin at the storage palace.

"Mistress, the soup is ready." Imperial Concubine Hui's palace maids brought in the ginseng Tang.

The concubine lightly wiped the sweat off Yin's forehead and took the soup, while Chang Zai Tong held Yin in her arms and said to Rong'er in a soft voice, "Yin's crying voice is especially soft, he lacks strength, he loves to sweat, and his face is yellow. The Imperial Physician said that the soup was a sign of deficiency, and it allowed the concubine to make up for it. The concubine sighed, scooped a spoonful of soup into her mouth to test the warmth. Seeing that it was already cold, she gently lifted it into Yin's mouth. Perhaps it was because she was tired of the taste of the soup, Yin suddenly began to cry.

Rong'er's eyes couldn't help but turn red. He softly said, "This Yin is also a bitter child."

"Ai!" The concubine smiled bitterly, "In fact, Chang Zai Tong and I know that this child won't live long. The imperial physician said that the two of us are only doing our best to raise our children.

As soon as the concubine finished speaking, Chang Zai Tong's tears started to fall.

Rong'er could not bear to see this, "Don't say it like that, maybe you will improve a little. Chang Zai Tong, be a concubine and be a little stronger, I can understand this feeling, but you still have to persevere." Rong'er thought about the pain of losing five children.

"That's right, we are experiencing the pain that you had back then." The concubine's eyes turned red, "How did you survive that …" "Last year, we lost all our money, and now that Yinu is so sick, we both feel like we're going to die of heartbreak."

Rong'er looked at them and sighed. Being a mother wasn't easy, and being a mother who watched her children die in front of her was even harder. Yet, she actually watched as her five children left. How did she manage to survive this? Perhaps she really should thank the emperor. If it weren't for the emperor, she wouldn't have been able to endure much longer …

In the end, no one was stupid. This was a predicted result. In the middle of February, just before winter ended and spring arrived, Yin, who was just two months away from being a year old, died … On the night of the news, Rong'er sat on the veranda looking up at the stars in the sky, unaware of the chill of winter. She knew that Yin wouldn't be lonely, that there were filial piety, filial piety, and many of his siblings …