The night was like a gauze rising, scattering everywhere. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew by, and a few swaying lights were extinguished. Rong Pei turned on the lamp sideways and lit the lamps with a little bit, and her movements were silent. Occasionally, a candlelight illuminated the blue dots of silk flowers on her temples, and the dark light as blue as stars flashed, as if the fallen stamens were fragrant and quiet.

Ruyi used a pluck to smear the strings of the piano, and repeatedly played Yan Shu's "Butterfly Love Flower". Song Ci was originally the most suitable song for red makeup to sing, let alone Yan Shu's lyrics, which is the one that a 16 or 17-year-old girl should be holding a red tooth board and sighing softly on a rainy night. Ruyi has always been not good at singing, but she loves the elegant and elegant Song Ci, and she sings the fragrance of the mouth, so she took the seven-string lyrics and chanted them repeatedly.

"The green grass pond is late in spring, the small leaves are beautiful, and the makeup is shallow. When the swallows come, they still remember it far away. The bead curtains are embroidered with willow flowers. The green columns frequently move strings and break easily. Look at the zither carefully, it is like a human love key. A song of crying crows is in a mess, and the beauty is dark and the passing years are changing."

Such sad words still feel cool when you recite them.

Rong Pei silently stepped forward and added tea, and asked softly: "On the night of flowers and full moon, the empress is in full bloom, so why do you pronounce such sad words?"

Ruyi sneered lightly, how should I say it? Yan Shu was obviously a man, but he knew his daughter's heart so well. If there was such a person who would always accompany him in such days when the moss was cold and the dew was cold and the flower path was cold, how good would it be to understand all kinds of unspeakable thoughts! After such thoughts changed, he couldn't help but laugh. She was the queen, the high-ranking queen, in this beautiful palace made of gold and jade, in the end she was just with the same dream as an ordinary woman.

While pondering, he saw a long shadow reflected on the ground at some point. Ruyi raised her eyes and saw the emperor's tall figure hidden behind the lightly rolled curtain, her face looked like a cloud, and she looked at her deeply without saying a word.

Only a moment of surprise, Ruyi quickly stood up and bowed: "The emperor, Wanfu Jin'an." She raised her head, smelled a scent of alcohol, and said unconsciously, "It's late at night, why are the emperor coming over after drinking? Where is Li Yu?"

The emperor walked slowly, his feet staggered slightly, but he met her and held her tightly in his arms: "I am accompanying Concubine Ling to celebrate his birthday in Yongshou Palace. Qin Zheng's cold instrument can be played so sweetly by Concubine Ling. Ruyi, your moon zither is sober. I passed outside Xukun Palace and heard your piano sound, and I couldn't help but come in."

Ruyi couldn't move in his sudden hug, so she had to say softly: "I'm a rough piano sound, which disturbs the emperor." She looked slightly and ordered Rong Pei who was retreating aside and looked down at the toes, "Pour hot tea for the emperor and prepare sober soup."

The emperor refused to let go, and just buried his face in her neck, emitting a warm and humid breath, with each word filled with a deep smell of alcohol: "Ruyi, you have been clearer than when I saw you two days ago. You look so beautiful in the cut. The green color of the sky is very suitable for you, but there is a hint of depression on the corners of your eyebrows and eyes."

Ruyi lowered her head and looked at the green embroidered lotus and dew-like sleeping clothes on her body. Such a pure color, coupled with her gradually dark years, was probably very suitable. However, the emperor's sudden intimacy suddenly evoked her long-sleeping memory. During those years when she first entered the residence, he also liked to hug herself and whisper.

The emperor raised his head and stared at her eyes. There was a hint of indifference and coldness in his drunkenness: "Ruyi, I have been married to you for decades. You have accompanied me from a prince to a king. I have you from a mother to a queen. I have a pair of children with you, intelligent and cute. Ruyi, what are you still sad?" He moved closer, "Don't say you are very happy. I heard you recite that poem. I know that you are actually sad."

There is a magnolia parrot standing in the pavilion, with gold-swept glass screens. The twelve glass surfaces are smooth and clear. There are three layers of five-legged silver incense burners on one side of the screen. Black agarwood rose in the gap in the space. It was a spice for tribute from foreign countries, with a thick fragrance, as if it was draped heavily on her body. Ruyi looked at her white and slightly loose skin after she didn't wear makeup, and she felt a little ashamed. What she knew was that she was not the most beautiful in the palace. She was interested in having fun at that time, and there was also gold and jade beauty nearby. The emperor's beautiful eyes and eyebrows, and her appearance were leisurely and sparse, as if it had not been brought away much by age. Instead, there was a layer of gentleness after being soaked by time, like the jade that had been moistened for many years, with a cold and high temperament without losing its warmth.

Who has a pair of children, and they will gradually become alienated? Such thoughts thrust into Ruyi's heart and caused a burst of pain. She never thought that she would have such an ominous thought.

Ruyi's voice was as low as the wings of a butterfly flapping: "I am just sad and old, and I have no other thoughts."

The emperor sneered: "Beauty is just a little bit before she gets old, right? Why should she get involved with the sad thoughts of a last-time burial concubine? Moreover, I asked myself that although there are many burial concubines, they are not considered to be merciless, and they are like burial concubines, and they will sit and visit every one or two months."

"The emperor is naturally not a person with little kindness." Ruyi smiled reluctantly, "It's just that although I am loved by the emperor, I always have some shortcomings in my life. For example, I was born in the Ulanara clan; for example, Ama of my wife died early and could not see the glory of the empress; for example, the Ulanara clan withered. I always thought that if the emperor had given me the glory of the main palace, maybe my life would have been dim."

The sadness in Ruyi's words was like drizzle, stained with the emperor's eyelashes. He held the glossy teacup and listened quietly for a long time, and said softly: "I always dream sometimes, especially after the 100-day ceremony, I will dream of my own mother." The emperor's voice was like dead leaves wet with dew, rustling, "I have never seen her before. Really. She died of dysfunction when I was born. I have known this since I was sensible.

It is a shame for my mother who is a humble mother. My mother is the current emperor mother and Concubine Xi back then. I also want the Queen Mother to be the mother of Lian. "He smiled bitterly, "It seems that I am actually dreaming. Even if I support the Queen Mother with the wealth of the world, even if I can be kind and filial to the mother on weekdays, it is not the same as the flesh and blood." He smiled, and there was a slight coldness between his eyebrows and eyes, "Mother and son are not like mother and son..."

There was a word Ruyi swallowed, and husband and wife were not like husband and wife! Isn’t this the day in the deep palace?

Ruyi said softly: "Does the Empress Dowager still refuse to see the Emperor?"

The black agarwood was thin, and a trace of wisps penetrated into his heart. Only the emperor's wind was left in his ears: "The Empress Dowager only has his own princess in his heart, and he does not have my son." His sigh came to an abrupt end, "Of course, no matter how the Empress Dowager treats me, the battle of Junggar will not stop. All I can do is to try to keep Duan Shu's safety as much as possible. That's all." His smile was a little helpless, "Sometimes it seems that the Empress Dowager is really a stubborn and strong woman. Even though she stayed in the Cining Palace recently and devoted herself to praying, there were still censors in the previous dynasty constantly asking me, asking to save Duan Shu first and attack Junggar." He smiled bitterly, "I really respect the Empress Dowager and stay away from him."

Ruyi's hand gently brushed his red cheeks with the butterfly touching the stamen: "The empress dowager is indeed powerful and is enough to be awe-inspiring, but the emperor does not have to take it too seriously. The empress dowager once told me that a person without weakness can be truly powerful. The two eldest princesses are the empress dowager's biggest weakness."

"Software?" The emperor chuckled, but his eyes were just a glimmer of cold stars, without any warmth. "So what is my weakness? Ruyi, will I be your weakness?"

The embroidered curtains and embroidered curtains are low, and the night is cold and thin. The clear night is long, and because of the lonely and coldness of his body, it arouses the warmth in Ruyi's heart.

It turned out that they were just as lonely. She approached him silently, reached out to hug him tightly, embracing each other's tacit understanding.

At this moment, the heart is like a lamp and the stamens are blooming.

The night in the palace is quiet and clear, and not everyone can sleep peacefully until dawn like Ruyi and the emperor.

The wind outside was whimpering, Yan Wan couldn't rest her pillow all night, and she looked bad when she got up. Chunchan knew that Yan Wan was angry, so she winked with Lan Cui, and even combed her hair lightly. The little palace maid brought a bowl of peanuts, longan, lotus seed soup, and Lan Cui took it respectfully in front of Yan Wan. Yan Wan glanced at it and said unhappy: "I drink this every day when I get up, saying that I'm going to get a good start, and I'm tired of my tongue, but I still have no children. What kind of "Lotus" gives birth to a noble son is just a coax of me!"

How dare Lan Cui answer? This porridge was originally something that Yan Wan was eager to beg for a child, so she told her to drink every day. Yan Wan looked up and saw a golden pearl and gemstone hairpin on her hair bun in the mirror. The handle of the hairpin was a pattern of "Boy Reporting Peace". A huge agate was carved into a dance-like boy, holding a sapphire bottle, turquoise and coral beads under it. The branches were wrapped in golden silk and green patterns, and Ruyi, and the word "An" was embedded. It was made by Yan Wan's special instructions to the Office of Internal Affairs. She was very beloved on weekdays and always wore it. At this moment, she felt angry. She reached out and pulled it out and put it on the dressing table, and it was a crisp "dong".

Lan Cui and Chunchan were so scared that they were silent, and they didn't dare to speak. Yan Wan was about to stand up when she suddenly shook her body and held her forehead and said, "I'm so dizzy!"

Before she finished speaking, she bent over and vomited a few mouthfuls of clear water. Lan Cui and Chunchan hurriedly supported her, but there was a happier look on her face: "The little master is dizzy and vomiting, isn't it..."

The two looked at each other, both smiling. Yan Wan was half-believing and half-doubted, full of joy: "Then, should you go and invite the imperial physician... Come and invite the imperial physician."

Before he finished speaking, the eunuch Wang Chan replied outside: "My Lord, Imperial Doctor Qi is here to ask for the pulse of Ping'an."

Qilu has been an old doctor around the emperor for many years. Since Yan Wan became a favorite, she has been regulating her pulse. Yan Wan did not dare to be negligent at the moment and said happily: "It's just right here, why don't you invite me in now!"

Qi Lu came in and saluted respectfully. After Lan Cui took a handkerchief and put it on Yan Wan's wrist, he stretched out his hand to concentrate and put it on his pulse. After a moment, he looked at Yan Wan's expression carefully and asked, "Do you vomit today by the little master?"

"This is the first time." Yan Wan said anxiously, "Doctor Qi, is this palace pregnant?"

Qi Lu shook his head and said, "The pulse is not a happy pulse." Seeing Yan Wan's smile falling rapidly, he continued to ask, "Can you take the medicine you prescribe to the little master on time?"

Chunchan said hurriedly: "The little master ate on time, but he never left behind."

Qi Lu nodded slightly, and looked at Yan Wan's tongue coating, and her expression seemed a little solemn.

Yan Wan said anxiously: "I have been recuperating as Lord Qi said, and have improved some nourishing decoctions. I just hope to get pregnant as soon as possible, but why hasn't there been any movement for a long time?"

Qi Lu looked solemn and sighed: "I have been serving Concubine Ling for a while. The little master has been anxious to get pregnant. He does not listen to the words of the guy and has too much supplementation. Instead, it causes qi and blood deficiency and cannot get pregnant immediately."

Yan Wan's body forced her to move forward: "Is there any way to get pregnant soon?"

"That..." Qi Lu pondered, stroked his beard without saying a word.

Yan Wan winked, Chunchan turned into the inner room, quickly took out a brocade box, opened it, and the treasure inside shone, and sent it straight to Qi Lu's face, making him unable to open his eyes.

Qi Lu was stunned and hurriedly stood up and said, "Little Master, little master, I don't dare."

Yan Wan held a light smile: "Such kind of heart will certainly make Lord Qi unmoved. Lord Qi rest assured that this is only one-tenth of the number. If this palace can get pregnant quickly and give birth to children for the emperor, he will definitely offer ten times the number in the future for the adults to enjoy."

Qi Lu looked at the various gems shining in the brocade box, thinking that he had been a resident in the palace for many years. Although he was valued by the emperor, he was just an imperial physician. He had never seen so many jewelry. I think Yan Yong was the most favored by the emperor. These jewelry and jade artifacts were just a leer in her eyes. A hint of greed flashed in his eyes, and his hands were slightly trembling due to excitement, and his eyes looked at Yan Wan unconsciously.

Yan Wan raised her fingers like a scallion and chuckled, "I am favored by the emperor. It is only a matter of time before I get pregnant and have a baby. I just hope to get help from the imperial physician. The sooner I get pregnant, the better. For such a simple thing, will the imperial physician refuse to help me?"

Qi Lu wiped the sweat from his face with her sleeve and said hesitantly: "There is no way. If you want to get pregnant as soon as possible, you can use decoctions to regulate it. For example, if you have ten menstruation every year, you can adjust it to twelve times a year or more, so there are many opportunities for conception. However, all medicines are toxic. Even if you are careful, you will always be harmful to your body, let alone such a drug that induces pregnancy. The little master thinks twice."

Yan Wan raised her eyebrows and said hurriedly: "Is there such a way? Is it effective?" She was a little scared, "How is it bad?"

Qi Lu dared not not say frankly, "This... Too much menstruation will naturally hurt women's qi and blood, and it is easy to see old age!"

A hint of all colors and hesitation were fixed between Yan Wan's eyebrows, and she murmured: "Will you see old soon?"

Qilu hurriedly said: "Of course not now, but it will be obvious in three to five years."

Yan Wan couldn't help but stretch out her hand and stroked her skin that was as smooth as spring silk. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she was still confident. Because of her proper maintenance, she might have never given birth. She was younger than Xin and Ying and others. She was not old, not at all, but still had her skin that was shaping, beautiful and beautiful, and looked at her.

All the hesitation was only for a moment, and her words were firm and determined: "Then please ask the Tai Medical Qi to take medicine!"

The days in the palace were dull and short. The spring of the 20th year of Qianlong was blooming with millions of flowers by the water. The fragrance was lingering with the dew steamed and ironed by the spring sun, refreshing the heart. This year's spring was such a faint goose yellow color, painted with deep red dry and lonely palace walls bit by bit.

The imperial court's victory over the war against Junggar was largely due to the fact that after Che Ling led his troops to surrender, he tried his best in the war to pacify Dawaqi. Therefore, when the good news on the front line occasionally leaked from the palace walls, it added to the laughter of the funeral concubines and also secretly deepened the fear of the queen mother who was reciting and praying in the Cining Palace.

There were not no happy events in the harem. Xin Bin, who had just entered the palace last year, became pregnant soon, which really made the emperor very happy.

Ruyi was ordered by the emperor to take care of the pregnant concubine Xin, which also made her feel a little busy. However, when everyone talked and laughed, it was all about the children's affairs, which was very interesting.

On this day, Ruyi and Hailan were accompanying Xinpin to Baohua Palace to return incense. When they first saw the wind blowing down Xinpin's hat, they hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, don't catch the wind. If you catch a cold and take medicine at this time, you will be afraid that you will hurt the child."

Xinpin's face turned red: "What the Empress said is, but it's not that delicate."

Hailan smiled and took off a pink fallen flower on her temples: "Where isn't it more delicate? When she gives birth to a young prince, she is afraid she will be granted a concubine soon."

Xinpin was naturally happy and a little worried: "What if it was a little princess? Would the emperor dislike it?"

Hailan hurriedly said, "Why don't you like it? The emperor has many princesses, only two princesses. Just look at the fourth and fifth princesses, how much the emperor likes it."

Ruyi said, "The prince and the princess are naturally good. Now there are only Concubine Ling and Concubine Yu in the throne, so there should be more people to be lively." Her eyes were full of warm concerns, "And you are young, Ama works for the affairs of Junggar, and the emperor loves you like this, and it is just around the corner to be named Concubine."

Before the wind could blow away, a dog barking in the thorns, and a snow-white baer dog jumped out. Xinpin was so scared that he took a step back and was about to scold him, but he saw a woman in a palace dress paced out slowly and called out: "Fuguier, be touched carefully by someone, be careful!"

Ruyi looked closely and saw that the man was the concubine Jia Guiyan, who had not gone out for many days. Although she was not as proud as before, her clothes were not less luxurious. She was woven with golden gauze and phoenix cloaks in bright green space, holding a snow-white silk embroidered flower and bird pattern collar, hanging down the blue and purple crystal garland, and the skirt was full of golden branches, and the colorful waves were flowing in her movements. She looked sideways, and the red crystal beads and flower hairpins and silk flowers in her hair were densely decorated with green and silk flowers, shining brightly.

Xinpin was displeased and muttered in a low voice: "Who is he and he is still dressed so beautifully."

Hailan pulled Xinpin's sleeve and signaled her not to say much. Yuyan sternly looked at Ruyi, then looked at Hailan and Xinpin. The two had to kneel: "Concubine Jia is blessed."

Yuyan looked at Xinpin coldly, and said with a slight smile: "Now that he is heavy and he is fat. Women just can't be pregnant. When they get pregnant, they don't look good. The belly is like a pot!" She sneered, "Sister Xinpin, now she is pregnant, the emperor is not too old to see you, right?"

Xinpin was young and energetic, so how could he bear such words? He immediately said: "My younger sister is young, so she looks good in whatever she wears! She is not as good as the old man and still makes her look artificial! And although her sister is pregnant, the emperor still favors her. Unlike some people, she has unworthy descendants, which makes the emperor hate her!"

Yuyan couldn't hear the sarcasm in her words, and she sank her face and said, "I know what kind of child I gave birth to." She stared at Xin Ping's bulging belly, "Then do you know what you are pregnant with? Now it's happy, but don't be empty happy!" Perhaps because her tone was slightly higher, the puppy named "Fuguier" under her feet roared at Xin Ping's terrifyingly.

Concubine Xin was disgusted with him and was a little scared. She took a few steps back, but her face was not showing any weakness: "I can't see the empty joy of others, but I can see it really well."

Seeing that Xinpin was afraid of dogs, Yuyan glanced at a trace of joy in her eyes, and kicked "Fugui'er" with her toes and drove it forward. Xinpin hid behind Hailan in fear and called out hurriedly: "Sister Yufei."

Ruyi originally only looked at him coldly, but when he saw Yuyan committing a murderer by using a dog, he said, "Don't Concubine Jia feel unhappy and can't rest? The weather is very good today. Let's go back and have a good sleep."

Yuyan bit her lip and said "Yes". Her phoenix eyes flew across and looked at Xinpin and said, "I'm afraid that my sister will not come out to walk around if she is pregnant. If she bumps and bumps, don't blame the people around her for being careless. You are just a mother-in-law who is wandering around randomly." After she said that, she bent down and picked up "Fuguier" intimately, and turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing her so arrogant, Ruyi had already felt a little angry and said, "Kneel down!"

Seeing Ruyi speaking, Yuyan didn't dare to leave for a moment, so she turned around and said, "I did nothing wrong, why should I kneel down?"

Ruyi's expression was calm, but her slightly cold tone was incompatible with the scenery of the three springs: "You are a concubine and have a noble position. You entered the palace early and gave birth to children for the emperor. You should know how to be polite to your sisters and take care of your children. Now your beast is rash, so naturally you are inappropriate in discipline."

But Xin Ping refused to forgive him: "It's okay if the beasts are not disciplined properly. If all her children are not disciplined properly, that would be really pitiful."

Yuyan snorted angrily: "I am not properly disciplined by the children in my palace. Will yours be better? Let's talk about what they are born!"

Xinpin picked up the silk and smiled slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Yan Wan approaching Chunchan. Before the person arrived, he smiled first: "Well, there will always be the fifth prince and the twelfth prince to be role models. Look how much the emperor likes the fifth prince, he is really the most filial and promising."

Yuyan never likes Yanwan, and frowned when she saw her: "If this is the case, people who have not given birth are not worthy of saying it!"

Yan Wan bowed timidly and smiled softly: "My sister has not given birth, so she envies the Queen and Concubine Yu, and Concubine Xin's blessing. As for Concubine Jia..." Her eyes swayed, and she turned to the other person Hailan and said, "What's the point of being good about children? It's important to be successful. I heard that the Fifth Prince has been highly valued by the emperor recently. Concubine Yu is really blessed."

Hailan looked faint: "If you are blessed or not, you are all just the emperor's children."

A deep jealousy flashed across Yu Yanwan's good face. She stared at Haisheng and said, "My child is not blessed, it is your child's turn to be blessed? Stop dreaming, I just watched helplessly, your Yongqi took away the blessing of this palace Yongsheng, and when will he be blessed?" After she said that, she left with her sleeves.

Yan Wan covered her sleeves and said, "Oh! Concubine Jia has been resting for these times, and her hot temper has not changed at all. She is so rude to speak in front of the Empress."

Ruyi didn't even look at her: "Concubine Jia's hot temper remains unchanged, and you have never said anything nice to you. She is used to being able to pick up people's rifts."

Yan Wan hurriedly bowed and said, "Empress, I just can't see it... I..." When she was anxious, tears swayed in her eyes.

Ruyi was too lazy to see her, so she took Hailan's hand and left, and also told Xinpin: "You are pregnant with a child, so your liver fire doesn't have to be that big. When this palace will send someone to your palace, you can recite it carefully and calm your mind."

Yan Wan watched Ruyi and Hailan leave, and she bowed to see her off for a long time, with an extremely respectful expression. After a moment, she stood up and let the wind passing through the long street brush her face, and said softly: "Chunchan, where is the puppy you brought from outside the palace? Let's go and have a look."

Chunchan said: "I'm leaving it to the little eunuch in the ashes burning field. It's too dirty, afraid that the dog will startle the little owner, and that dog..." She was a little scared and dared not say anything more.
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