The Legend of Imperial Concubine Rong

Rong'er thought to himself: The empress dowager has spent her entire life thinking about the rivers and mountains in the Great Qing Dynasty, and with the persistence of her entire life, she has walked the last leg of her life. After living in the empress dowager's palace for more than twenty years, we have long gotten used to the empress dowager's teachings, but from now on, we will never hear of it again …

In December, the weather grew colder and colder, and the Grand Empress Dowager's illness seemed to have worsened. When she was almost awake, she would often fall into a deep slumber.

Lama Gu lightly tapped on the shoulder of the empress dowager, while Rong'er quietly sat by her side, accompanied by her wet nurse. The palace was quiet. Rong'er suddenly remembered that this kind of silence had been going on for quite some time. It was just that the emperor would usually wait upon them.

The empress dowager raised her head slightly. "All of you continue chatting, don't mind This Dowager."

"Yes, Old Ancestor." "Yes," Madame Su Ma La loudly answered, quietly sighing as she looked at Rong'er.

Rong'er shook his head helplessly. Recently, the empress dowager had been hallucinating. Her hearing wasn't good anymore, but she kept feeling that someone was talking.

Rong'er looked up at Aunt Su. "Aunt Su, have you arranged lunch tonight?" Do you need me to take care of you again? "

"There's no need to trouble yourself. The arrangements have been made!" "Sigh!" Su Ma La sighed heavily. "What's the point of arranging things well? The Old Ancestor has been unable to eat anything these days." Su Ma lowered his head to look at the filial manor. His eyes were slightly red. "If this goes on, even if you don't eat anything, you will still get into trouble."

They all looked sad. "Aunty Su, the Emperor has something to do this morning. He said that he'll be here at lunchtime, so he'll have to wait until the Ancestor is here before he can eat more."

"His Majesty has been filial and filial for more than ten days now. Sun is waiting on the Old Ancestor. "

Ever since her illness had worsened, it had made it easier for Xuan Ye to attend to her in person every morning at the empress dowager's palace. At the same time, he had also withdrawn from the morning assembly, so aside from occasionally having to deal with other matters, he spent most of his time at the Tzu Ning Palace. The empress dowager seemed to have become more reliant on Xuan Ye, as well as on the empress dowager.

The empress dowager saw that she had no appetite. Xuan Ye smiled as he held the dish up to the empress dowager's mouth. "Imperial Grandmother, come and pay for the green stir-fried winter bamboo shoots. It tastes extremely good!" Furthermore, this winter bamboo shoot had already appeared on his body. The body also has its benefits. "

The empress dowager glanced at the dishes before her and shook her head. "Grandson, don't trouble yourself! This Dowager knows, This Dowager won't be able to live for long. "

"Royal Grandmother, what are you talking about? "Look at you, you must have lived a long life. You are still in your seventies, it's still too early." Xuan Ye hurriedly replied, "Come on, you can eat this first."

The empress dowager shook her head as she stared at Xuan Ye and laughed softly, "Grandson, you've already grown up like this? It was so good, so good! Grandson, call your royal brother, Fu Quan, and Chang Ning back to the palace.

"Grandson's orders." Xuan Ye looked at the empress dowager and responded softly.

Grandson, Fu Quan and Chang Ning are your blood brothers. All these years, your Emperor Ama's sons, Qi Shou, Long Xi and Yong Qian, have all died. If your Grandmother were to leave, then the ones closest to you in this world will be the two of them. The Empress Dowager continued to speak her own thoughts.

"Royal Grandmother, your grandson will definitely treat your royal brother well." Xuan Ye said softly.

"Get them all to come back to the palace, This Dowager wants to meet them. This Dowager has something to say to them, and This Dowager wants to tell them that they are the emperor's closest relatives and vow to help the emperor protect our Qing Dynasty. They are never allowed to have any ill intentions towards the emperor."

"Royal Grandmother … Shall we not talk about this? " Xuan Ye's eyes were slightly red. The empress dowager's words caused him to feel uneasy. Royal Grandmother, can we eat first? "In a while, when the food gets cold, we'll have to heat it up."

The empress dowager smiled at Xuan Ye and lightly nodded …

He hadn't been able to see her royal grandmother in good health for more than ten days, and now that her royal grandmother wanted to see his royal brothers Fu Quan and Long Huan, he had the feeling that she was going to leave behind her last words. This feeling scared him, he was really scared, he couldn't imagine the day where he would be without her royal grandmother, and from the day he was born, the person who was closest to him in this world was her royal grandmother.

It was the biggest snow in the capital since the start of winter. Snowflakes fluttered in the sky like goosebumps. Rong'er stood in the courtyard and looked up at the sky. The sight of the vast expanse of whiteness before her was quickly blinding. Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Behind him, Xiaoqing consoled him softly, "Mistress, it's cold outside and your tears will hurt your face. Let's go back to the house."

With tears mixed in with the snow, the cold and the heat intersected. "Even so, we cannot share the pain in Rong'er's heart in the slightest." No need. Is the mourning dress ready? Let us return to the Palace of Tzu Ning as soon as possible. "

Late last night in the midst of the heavy snow, the empress dowager quietly left. Actually, from her figure as the empress dowager at the end of her days … Since the end of November, the emperor had completely stopped the imperial court and served the empress dowager day and night. Unfortunately, with the emperor's filial piety, he was still unable to save the empress dowager's life.

From that moment on, the Forbidden City was covered in thick grief. After three dynasties, the imperial concubine, who had left an extremely thick ink brush in the history of the Great Qing Dynasty, the filial queen, the filial queen, had passed away at the age of seventy-five.

When Rong'er was rushed to the Palace in the middle of the night after receiving the news, the first voice he heard was that of a man crying bitterly. Xuan Ye, who had always been strong and unyielding, was now crying like a newborn baby. This was the first time Rong'er had seen such a fragile Xuan Ye, and he cried all night long. Before the sun rose, the emperor's empress dowager's letter had already been announced to the world. All of the concubines in the imperial harem were prepared to die, and Xuan Ye was already unable to control his grief as he tightly guarded the empress dowager's grave without moving an inch. The ministers, concubines and concubines were all worried for Xuan Ye. Not only that, Xuan Ye had even decided to mourn for the empress dowager for twenty-seven months. Since the ancient emperor, he had not been as loyal as the common people for twenty-seven months.

If he had been there, he would have been able to do anything in peace. But now, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his heart, and he was in great pain. Other than staying close to his imperial grandmother, he didn't know what else he could do. Memories from over thirty years flashed back and forth in his mind. These memories would only make his heart hurt even more …