When it was late, Qingying returned to her palace to rest, feeling exhausted and she lost her strength to raise her hand to drink tea.

Wang Xin gave an order, and immediately a little palace maid came up, pounding her shoulders and squeezing her back. A Ruo prepared hot water and was about to burn Qingying's hands. Wang Xin shook her head quietly and whispered: "Come on ice water."

A Ruo immediately changed the water. Wang Xin had already found a piece of cooling plaster from Huanghuali's silver lock trunk. She served Qingying to wash her hands, carefully picked out some ointment with a silver tag, and carefully applied it to Qingying's ten fingers.

When A Ruo saw Qingying's ten fingers all had crimson marks, she knew it was hot, but she didn't realize that her eyebrows were standing up and scolded: "Yanxin, you followed the little master out, why did the little master's hands become so hot? How did you serve him!"

Wang was so anxious that his face turned red, and he hurriedly whispered: "Sister A Ruo, this matter is a long story..."

"It's a long story..." A Ruo snorted, "It's just that she's lazy and careless. She dares to talk back now! After all, it's not the girl who follows the little master, I don't know how to feel sorry for the little master!"

A Ruo is Qingying's dowry and has always been the most handsome. She believes that she is Qingying's family and is particularly good at speaking and doing things. Huang Xin is a secret residence who is in charge of the concubines and princesses in each house. They are all from the generation of the Xin generation. Although they are also decent maids, they are not as good as A Ruo after all, so she dare not argue too much when A Ruo speaks.

Qingying was upset when she heard this, and said coldly: "I didn't serve the queen mother well, and I hurt myself. I had already applied some medicine in the afternoon." A Ruo was shocked and immediately closed her mouth and did not dare to say more. She also took a lot of effort while serving her.

After Qingying applied the plaster, she drank a cup of tea with her heart's hand and calmed her expression. A Ruo came up and smiled and said, "Today is the last day to mourn. Tomorrow is the day when the emperor officially ascended the throne, so it's time for the little master to change his festive dress."

When A Ruo saw Qingying nodding, she laughed even more, "I heard that the emperor's reign was Qianlong before, which was really a prosperous and fresh year. I also enjoyed the joy and waited for the day when the emperor was crowned the young master."

Qingying took a sip of tea silently, "So what?"

A Ruo asked for peace happily, "I am waiting for the good day for the Empress to be the Imperial Concubine. The other little masters come to visit you these two days, and the servants around them all say the same."

Qingying smiled and only held the teacup and said in a calm mind: "You can see that I have such good fortune. So, what do you think if I am only sealed and agreed, or driven out of the palace?"

A Ruo was shocked and said with a stuttering voice: "This...how could this happen?"

Qingying said with a firm heart: "Why can't it be? If you are like you, you are so red and white, and you dare to tell others about such right and wrong, how could I not be implicated by you? Whoever the emperor wants to enthrone or demote, it is all the emperor's will. If you are ignorant of the holy will, I will ask you, how many lives do you have?"

A Ruo was so scared that she knelt down, "Little Master, I have made a mistake, I am also concerned about the little master."

Qingying said coldly: "Yanxin, take her out. A Ruo has made mistakes in his words and deeds, so he is not allowed to serve in the hall again."

A Ruo panicked and hurriedly hugged Qingying's legs and said, "Little Master, little master, I am your dowry maid. I have served you since I was a child. I also asked you to take care of my face and don't drive me to serve you outside."

Qingying shook her head and said, "You have been making a mistake again and again. In the future, can I stop the crime for you?"

A Ruo cried, "I have never dared not be careless when I serve the little master. The little master likes the hot water and thick tea. The servant keeps it in his heart and never dares to forget it for a moment. Please forgive me this time."

Qingying knew that she was used to being proud of herself in the secret residence, and the people around her were inevitably careful. However, the situation has changed drastically and is no longer as usual. Only she knew the embarrassment and anger. But A Ruo relied on her dowry maid, and she was used to being so arrogant. She wanted to use her as a raft, but she couldn't be cruel.

After a while, Qingying saw A Ruo lying on the ground and trembling, begging desperately, and was a grievance that she had never felt before. She immediately shouted: "I won't go out yet! If you want to speak like this, you will immediately ask someone to drag it out and blame it. It is not an exaggeration to kill you."

When A Ruo heard the sound, her face turned pale. She kowtowed desperately, but she was still scheming. She helped A Ruo up and quickly thanked her for letting her go.

This time, the palace became much quieter. Those who served Qingying were used to A Ruo's identity and favoredness. When they saw this, everyone could not help but be silent. Qingying raised her face and immediately understood. Open the palace gate. Qingying slowly sipped a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Now it is in the palace, you are not as willful as in the Qiandi Palace, and you can speak nonsense and speak nonsense. Whenever I hear a word that dares to talk about my master behind my back, I will immediately send it to Shenxingsi 1 to be beaten to death without showing any mercy."

Although her words were meaningless, everyone heard them and sweated coldly, responded together, not daring to cause any more trouble.

Qingying raised her face, and everyone understood it, and immediately stepped out. Seeing that there was no one in the hall, Yangxin served Qingying to take off her makeup and wash. Qingying let her do it, and she sat in front of the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. She was very familiar with her appearance. She was only nineteen years old and from the mother clan of the late emperor and empress. She was smooth sailing all the way and was protected, she was inevitably more delicate. She had to say that she was safe to walk along, but if everything was really deficient, it was the same old thing a few years ago.

Qingying knew her identity, no matter how high or low she was in this life, even if she was not a talent show and became a concubine, she would still marry her relatives. The best way out is of course to become the prince's legitimate concubine, to preside over the affairs of the government, and to continue the glory of the Ulanara clan.

The sons of the late emperor's adults were the third prince Hongshi, the fourth prince Hongli, and the fifth prince Hongzhou. The one she was going to be betrothed at that time was the third prince Hongshi. However, Hongshi was interested in being his subordinates and did not recognize him as his concubine. In desperation, it happened that the empress dowager, who was in the fashion of Concubine Xi, asked for marriage for the fourth prince. She was like being pardoned, escaped the embarrassment of being pointed at by others and became the concubine of the fourth prince.

After marrying into the Fourth Prince's mansion, life was smooth. Although the Fourth Prince was not the most favored prince in front of the late emperor, she also settled down and lived with him every day that seemed calm but had to plan carefully. Fortunately, the family was still peaceful. The only one in the mansion was the higher status than her. The only wife of Fucha, who was devoted to the development of the Fourth Prince and consolidated her status, and she rarely argued with her. Although the Fourth Prince had taken over several concubines in recent years, she was very kind to her. Although she was favored by her family before marriage.

She must be more spoiled and favored by her husband, and she will inevitably be arrogant. However, in the last few years of the late emperor, her aunt, Empress Ulanara, fell out of favor, and she dared not to restrain herself. Now that the late emperor has passed away and her husband has ascended to the position of the Nine Five, she is naturally very happy and proud of him. But life in the palace has been walking on thin ice in just a few days. Xiyue's dominance, the queen's cold eyes, and the queen's beating all have alerted her. The happy years that were ignorant in the past are gone forever.

Qingying sat quietly, looking at herself in the mirror alone. For the death of the late emperor, although everything in the palace was simple and simple, they were temporarily living in the side hall, but the palace was still a palace, magnificent, with a pile of gold and jade, everything was like flowers and beautiful and dazzling. Only she, she was alone, and in front of the mirror, she was still unable to pair up on the ground, like a lonely stamen in the pile of brocade.

Qingying stretched out her hand and formed a circle of voids, only then did she realize that she could not grasp anything. In her life, she had never been so confused and helpless today, as if all her confidence had been pulled away in one go.

Just as she was confused, there was a sudden noise outside, as if someone was making noise, which shocked her lonely self-reflection. Qingying frowned. Before she could ask, A Ruo, who was guarding outside, had already pushed the door in and said in panic: "Little Master, Su Ge Ge seems crazy, and ran to us with tears on his face. He must make a fuss to see the little master. It's so late..."

Before A Ruo finished speaking, she saw Su Lujun running in. She thought she was about to rest. She only wore a homely jade-colored thin silk long gown and skirt, covered with light water green silver-patterned heavy lotus, and ran away so that her temples were scattered. In such a cold autumn night, she actually ran away with sweat, mixed with tears, and completely lost the quiet and gentle cowardice she used to do.

Qingying suddenly changed her face and said in shock: "Lu Yun, this is in the palace, what are you doing?"

Lu Yun's face was completely bloodless, as pale as porcelain. She seemed to have only the strength to cry, and tears flowed like a spring. After a long time, she finally "pulled" down, fell in front of Qingying, and cried loudly, "Sister, sister, save me! The master's empress sent someone to take Yongzhang away! My Yongzhang, my third prince! He was only a few months old, and the master's empress sent someone to take him away!"

Qingying immediately understood that the queen had said in the preface of the empress dowager and her second prince Yonglian had been raised by the prince, so the third prince, who was born to a little prince, had no reason to stay by her biological mother to raise her.

Lu Yun's hair was so cold that she cried that she was mixed with sweat and tears on Yubai's cheeks, as if she was swept over by the wind. She lay on the ground and cried, "Sister, I beg you, please help me, please let the master and ask her to return Yongzhang to me and to me!"

Qingying hurriedly reached out to help her, but Lu Yun was so strong that she lay on the ground and kowtowed endlessly, "Sister, I'm a little slight, my master will not pay attention to me! But you are different. You are a noble concubine. When you were in the residence before, my master was only willing to listen to you a few words. Please help me beg her, okay?"

How long has it been before? It is a balance between each other's status, not true heart.

Qingying winked, and A Ruo and Wang Xin helped her up and sat down. Seeing Lu Yun crying loudly, she felt sad and had to persuade her, "Yongzhang was sent by the master's empress, but it was not the master's empress who could take Yongzhang away, but it was the rule of the ancestors to take Yongzhang away!" She paused, "The Queen Mother knew about this."

Lu Yun was stunned and her shoulders trembled, "Even if it was the rules of the ancestors, Yongzhang was still so young..."

Qingying pressed her shoulder and said softly: "Yongzhang is still young. But if you gave birth to Yongzhang in the palace, he would be taken away from the moment he left his mother's womb. At most, you can only take a look." She slowed down and whispered, "What's more, the master and Empress reported to the Queen Mother that her biological second prince was already in the prince's office, and she would not dare to violate the family law."

Lu Yun's body shook and almost fainted. Qingying hurriedly held her and pinched her hard at the tiger's mouth. She had already had inch-long nails, but after pinching her, Lu Yun woke up a lot, and shed tears in a daze. A Ruo quickly fed Lu Yun a sip of hot tea, "Don't do this, I really scare our little master!"

Qingying held her down and said softly: "You are so scared that I'm fine. But if you scare the rest of the palace, they are spread one by one by one by one, what's going on? Don't be decent, the third prince wants it too." She raised her face and signaled that Wang Xin took the jade comb from her dressing table, combed her hair bit by bit, and tied her hair bun, "As soon as we enter the palace, we can't help ourselves. I used to be

It's chaotic, and I understand it today. You are better than me, and you have a son. No matter how bad it looks, it looks good outside, but in fact there is nothing left. Your Yongzhang is kept in the grandson's office, and eight nannies are caring carefully. Every time on the first and fifteenth day of the day, they will bring the children to meet you for an hour, just to be afraid that the mother and son will be too close and that the foreign relatives will interfere in politics in the future. This matter is useless to ask anyone, and you can only bear it yourself."

Qingying's hand touched Lu Yun's cheeks. The powder was wet and the tears were burning and hot. When Lu Yun's tears fell on her hands, Qingying felt that her hands were cold, and there was no trace of warmth. She advised Lu Yun and also advised herself. When the matter was about to come, it would be useless if she asked anyone, she could only bear it and grit her teeth and endure it.

She has read so many palace poems, lonely lances, and in the end, there is only this epiphany.

Lu Yun's tears fell on her clothes and disappeared in a flash. She was filled with tears and she cried and sad, "So, can I have to do this from now on? As long as I have a child, the child will have to leave me, right?"

Qingying took a blue ornamental silver bead flower for her, which just perfectly highlighted her usual softness and gentleness. Qingying raised her face, signaled that Huang Yang twisted a hot veil to come over, and dressed up Lu Yun's face again. She sat down sideways and said softly: "Lu Yun, no matter how many children you have in the future. Only these children can you rise to the top and find a stable seat in this palace. If you are really sad, you will remember someone. Mr. Kangxi

Concubine De, the biological mother of the late emperor, Empress Xiao Gongren, when she gave birth to the late emperor, she had a low status and could only hand over the late emperor to Concubine Tong at that time to raise. But later she gave birth to many children, and the fourteenth prince she gave birth to was left by her side. Now you just were in the palace, and everyone entered the palace together, and it was not appropriate to give it to anyone to raise. It was the best to send it to the prince's house. In the future, everything will be safe and smooth in the future, and you can also raise your own children. Do you understand?"

Lu Yun sat in a daze, and the palace maids put on makeup for her, barely covering her swollen and red eyes that were crying, and said with tears: "Sister, what should I do?"

Qingying took the silk and wiped her tears. "Hold on. I can't bear it until I have the ability to raise my child. So, now you can't make mistakes, you can't make a little mistake." She held Lu Yun's hand and stood up. "You are dressed neatly now, go to the Queen's Palace, thank her for letting her take care of the third prince for you. You just cried and ran to my palace just now because you were overwhelmed and fainted for a moment. Now you understand that this is grace, and you are suffering."

Lu Yun bit her lip and shook her head sadly, "Sister, I can't say it. I'm afraid that when I say it, I will cry."

Qingying stroked her thin shoulders as comfortedly, "Don't cry, think about your future, the future of the third prince, you have other children. Shed tears for them; holding back not crying is also for them."

Lu Yun held back her tears, nodded and walked out. The moonlight in the courtyard was dim and the shadows of the trees were thin and messy on the green brick floor. In the silence, the sound of branches touching was heard. The sound was thin and dense, like countless tiny insects gnawing on something, and it was also heart-wrenching in the eardrums. Qingying looked at Lu Yun's shadow dragging on the ground, as thin as if she was following the nanny to watch novel shadow plays when she was a child. The paper pieces on her head were hanging and dancing happily, no one knew that every move was just a matter of help.

What is the difference between her and Lu Yun today?

That night, Langhua had not slept deep. The side hall where she lived was not a stable old bed that she had used to sleeping. She didn't have the familiar cry of Yonglian's son, so she couldn't sleep well. She turned over and the maid Ru Xin, who was sleeping on the ground at night, heard it. She got up and lit a candle, poured a cup of peace and soul soup and handed it to Langhua, and said considerately: "It's already the third update, why can't the Empress still sleep?"

Langhua was not sleepy, so he stood up, "I always feel uneasy when the second prince is not around."

Ru Xin was stuffed with a soft goose feather and pillowed on her waist. She advised warmly: "Grandmaster, don't worry. I've been asking me a long time ago. The three princes are all in the prince's house. Those servants are the most dedicated to our second prince, for fear of not taking care of them. The wet nurses are well-raised and sufficient, and they take turns feeding the second prince. The nannies also serve them carefully and do not dare to neglect them at all."

Langhua sighed and said calmly: "The rules of ancestors are there, I can't go to see them often, you must do your best for me."

Ru Xin hurriedly said, "That's natural. Our second prince is the heavenly pride. The other princes are not worthy of the mud on his toes. No one below dares to do his best." She chuckled, "The third prince was also sent away from Su Gege's side today, so I am happy. Why is the Empress observing the family rules of the ancestors? She is just mother and son together, and I just can't stand it."

Langhua slowly sipped the dark red Anshen soup with Ru Xin's hand and said casually: "Forget it, she is pitiful. She is obviously sad, but she still insists on coming to me to thank her. I heard that she ran to the Ulanara family in tears, so she didn't dare to accompany her, so she quickly sent Su family out."

Ru Xin said happily: "That's what it takes! Qing Fujin can help her, but I don't believe it. She is a clay Buddha who crosses the river and cannot protect herself. The empress dowager gave her so much shamelessly during lunch today."

Langhua smiled slightly, "Originally, Ulanara was the concubine whom the Empress Dowager asked for the Emperor, and the niece of the Empress of the Empress Jingren Palace of the late Emperor, so I would even give her three points. Now that the Empress Dowager has given such a look, the people in the palace are even more aware of it."

Ru Xin raised her lips and was very happy, "In the palace, the Empress Dowager is the only master. If you want them, they can only do whatever they want, just like the shadow play on the stage, it must be in your hands."

Langhua stroked the scattered black hair on his chest and concentrated for a moment, saying, "It's all in my hands. So Ru Xin, you will go to the prince's instructions tomorrow and you must treat the third prince well, which is better and more refined than my Yonglian. You can eat without restraint. You must pay attention to the cold and warmth. You must love the third prince well, and enjoy it when you are in your infancy. Our royal children cannot endure hardships, and just spoil them for the rest of your life."

Although Ru Xin didn't understand her intention, she quickly agreed after hearing Langhua's solemn orders. She took the Anshen Soup from her hand and lowered the Zhuluo tent again.

Notes:
Chapter completed!