In September of the 13th year, Ji Hai, the upper part was located in the Hall of Taihe, with the next year as the first year of Qianlong.

——"Draft of Qing History·Big Records of Emperor Gaozong"

The Shoukang Palace was quiet. The concubines cried for many days and were exhausted. All the love and favors of the past were exhausted with tears. The rest of the days were also living in the shadow of wealth, and then there were the wealth and honor that could be counted, the endless palace of the palace, lonely and lonely.

The Shoukang Palace where the concubines of the previous dynasty lived was as quiet as the tomb of a living dead. Even the concubines left by the late emperor who were only in their teens and twenty years old were wiped out by dust and no longer had a trace of vitality.

The Shoukang Palace, which lands on the west road of the Forbidden City, is different from the living six palaces. It is another world, and the women living in the emperor. The curtains are full of fringes, the railings are golden and pink paint, and the densely woven cloud brocade is also hanging in the palace. When it comes to the heavy and dense hands, it is still the best brocade and the most auspicious pattern for tribute. But the brocade is not a happy world, the man and the moon are full, not full of expectations, waiting in the empty hall, but a broken hope, the thought of death, the time when withered, and even the most self-pitying desolate moonlight is not rare to penetrate.

Aunt Fu brought in a plate of exploited grapefruits. After tying the curtain, she felt that the Shoukang Palace was dark and narrow, not as tall and bright as the previous palace. Even the faint sandalwood was dissipating, and it disappeared before it was dissipated. In addition, the late emperor's new mourning, the layout inside was so dark that it was only 70% to 80% new, and her heart couldn't help feeling sour. Seeing the Empress Dowager sitting cross-legged on the couch and touching a book, she couldn't bear it and was so upset. She changed her smile and said, "The grapefruits paid by Fujian are sweet and sour, so it can remove dry fire. The Empress Dowager is just right to eat it."

The Empress Dowager smiled faintly and said, "It's hard for you. I took so much effort to peel it. The Ai family couldn't eat a few bites."

Aunt Fu smiled and said, "It is a blessing for this grapefruit if you can eat a few bites."

The empress dowager pinched her arm, and Aunt Fu understood and immediately stepped forward to beat her shoulders, whispering: "Today, the emperor ascended the throne in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. You have been tired all day long when you are with him at the ceremony. Why not place him early and have a good rest."

The Empress Dowager touched her cheek, "Yes, she became the Empress Dowager all at once. The Emperor ascended the throne, and the Ai family's mind was settled. Today, she looked at the emperor and looked good at the ceremony. The Ai family was really relieved. But she didn't feel sleepy. I thought it was short and the night was long, and some of them were sleeping."

Seeing her look like this, Aunt Fu looked at the narrow main hall and wanted to say something, "It's good that the Queen Mother can feel at ease. I've been wronged these days."

"Grieved?" The Empress Dowager took a piece of grapefruit and held it in her hand. "If this piece of grapefruit is thrown out at will, it would be wronged. Now you have taken the Doucai butterfly pattern plate to put it in, and you have a place to settle down. Why is it still wronged?"

Aunt Fu stood with a drooping face. Although she looked obedient, she was still worried. "Empress Dowager, this grapefruit should have been installed in the Doucai Phoenix Pattern Pan used by the Empress Dowager. Now it will be here. Everything is not taken into consideration. I can only temporarily use the butterfly pattern pan used by the concubines. Isn't it a grievance?"

The Queen Mother put the grapefruit in her mouth and ate it slowly. Fang Ning said, "Fujia, Ai family asked you, where is this place?"

Aunt Fu's face was even more worried and even more angry, "This is the Shoukang Palace, where the concubines and concubines live. The Cining Palace where you should live is both bright and magnificent, a hundred times better than here."

There was no trace of smile on the queen mother's face, "Yes. The place where the concubines and concubines live was naturally what the concubines should use."

When Aunt Fu heard this, she raised her voice unconsciously, "Empress Dowager!" The Empress Dowager said softly, raised her eyelids slightly, with a clear and calm ancient well, "What?"

Aunt Fu shook all over her body. When she happened to see the candle fire on the gilded candlestick being driven by the wind, she hurriedly reached out to protect her, took out the small silver scissors and cut off a charred and curled candle wick. She dared to reply: "I have lost my words, and the Queen Mother forgives her for her crime."

The Empress Dowager opened her eyes calmly, reached out to stroke the patterned table brocade embroidered with dark green gold thread on the small rosewood table, and said lightly: "You have been with the Ai family for many years, so naturally there is no place to speak nonsense. But the Ai family asked you, what kind of blessing did the women in the harem have been to the position of the Empress Dowager?"

Aunt Fu lowered her voice and pondered and said carefully: "This blessing either gave birth to a new emperor or the empress of the late emperor."

The empress dowager's sigh was deep and low, like the west wind outside the curtain, silently passing through the palace with deeper dusk. "Fujia, the Ai family is not the emperor's biological mother, nor has it been named the queen by the late emperor. All the blessings of the Ai family were just fortunate to raise the emperor. The Ai family, the canonized empress, is not just unfair. If the emperor does not take the Ai family to heart, the Ai family will have no choice."

Aunt Fu's eyebrows sank and said seriously: "When the late emperor was there, he claimed that the emperor was your biological daughter, and the emperor did not recognize you. Do you have to go back to the Rehe Palace to find the bones of the palace maid Li Jingui as the empress dowager? You are not afraid of criticism from all over the world? Besides, although the late emperor had an empress, it was useless in those years. All the affairs of the six palaces were handled by the empress dowager. You worked hard to help him as the supreme position of the Nine Five. If you are not justified in this empress dowager, who else can you?"

The Empress Dowager slowly stroked the silver-emeralded jadeite-grained longevity armor on her hand, "These words are justified. But it is hard to say whether the emperor thinks so in his heart, whether he is thinking about the kindness of the Ai family for raising him."

Aunt Fu asked: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs has also come to invite you several times, saying that the Cining Palace has been packed, please move it. But what do you mean..."

The Empress Dowager smiled slightly, "The palace is always moved, but the emperor has to think about it, so the Ai family cannot say it out. So the emperor will not come to invite the Ai family to move the palace to Cining Palace for a day. It is just that the Interior Affairs Office invites it, and the Ai family is too lazy to move."

Aunt Fu frowned and hesitated: "The late emperor passed away and the emperor had just ascended the throne. There are so many things outside. The emperor has not come to pay his respects for two days. Even if he comes, if the emperor doesn't mention it, would we just be dead here?"

The queen mother reached out and picked out the scarlet candle tears that were hanging from the candlestick with her armor. "Although there are not many people in the emperor's palace, they have been one by one from the hidden residence. No one is like a savvy person. There is always a smart person who is more alert than others and knows how to do it. The Ai family has no biological son to be the emperor and has no identity as a regular wife. If they respect the emperor's filial piety and the authority in the harem is gone, then nothing will be gone."

Qingying was also very happy when the new emperor ascended the throne. She felt a little aggrieved when she first arrived at Qiandi as a bride because she was not the son of the late emperor's favorite. However, she was also grateful and grateful to her husband for pulling her out of a place of right and wrong. After being together for a long time, she gradually discovered that although her husband was cautious, he was extremely ambitious and talented, and more patient. He endured little by little, like a spike of spring bamboo shoots, gradually being noticed by the late emperor and gradually gaining the attention of the late emperor. His efforts were not in vain, but he finally had the joy and glory of the present day. That was also her joy and glory.

During dinner, Qingying couldn't help but instructed the kitchen to make two more dishes that the emperor loved. Although she knew that the emperor would not eat in the harem on such a night, there were one feast after another in the previous dynasty, which was the emperor's joy and the joy of the people. But she was also happy to see the dishes he liked every day, as if her heart was with him, always together.

After the meal, there was nothing wrong. The emperor's mind was in the previous dynasty, and he didn't care about the harem or the people who were still unknown. Her happy time was also lonely. Qingying could only imagine the emperor's spirit in the previous dynasty and was above thousands of people. He had ambitions, passion, and eager yearning for this mountain and river. She could think of what kind of ambition was under the faint smile on his lips.

Thinking of this, the palace gate was pushed open lightly, and A Ruo's thin body flashed in, so light that she could only see the green skirt rolling like lotus leaves. She whispered a few words in Qingying's ear. Qingying's expression became cold and cold, and she said calmly: "Who told you?"

A Ruo's voice was extremely low, and he could not speak Liu Er. "There is a palace maid named Xiu'er next to the old master, who was the confidant who brought into the palace by the old master. She secretly came to tell me that the old master was not very good and must meet you." Seeing Qingying's expression heavy as if it was raining, she hurriedly advised, "I would like to advise the young master if I talk too much, it's better not to go."

Qingying turned the enamel cat-eye crystal armor on her fingers. The white light on the cat-eye crystal rippled, as if she was hesitant. Qingying hesitated and asked: "What?"

A Ruo frowned and said, "The old master is the empress dowager's confidant. If the empress dowager knows that even if it is not the empress dowager, anyone in the palace will know that it will be a great disaster to the young master and will never be repaid. Besides, the old master is really not good to you." She pondered and said, "The young master is respectful."

Qingying's aunt is not a good deal for Qingying. However, she gave her family the glory and comfort, and she accidentally led her to marry her husband today. Qingying had thousands of reasons not to see her, but in the end, she still hesitated to get up.

The road is long at night, and it is the first time she is walking in the long street of the Forbidden City. A Ruo is carrying a lamp in front of her, and the green cherry is wearing a cloak with deep lotus, green and golden silk, sprinkled plum blossoms. The dark color is not easy to be discovered. If she really discovers it, she just thinks she is looking at other concubines.

At the end of the East Yichang Street, after passing Jingren Gate and turning into the stone screen wall, there was Jingren Palace. There were palace maids waiting by the Jiaomen. When she saw her coming, she just didn't ask and opened the Jiaomen and let her go in. A Ruo was naturally left outside. Qingying walked into Kuolang's courtyard and looked at the familiar dragon and phoenix and seal paintings all over the wall, and her eyes couldn't help but feel warm.

This place was once familiar. But now I feel sad when I come back. The most noble woman who lived here has long lost her favor and power, like a prisoner. She has thousands of reasons not to step into this place, but she still comes.

Because there was the same blood flowing on their bodies.

She hesitated for a moment and walked quietly into the ground with the moonlight. Behind her were doves pecking at rice grains on the ground, like a jumping white ghost, only caring about greed and not caring about her arrival. Even without a trace of fluttering. Or, compared to the people in the hall, they were more like the owner of Jingren Palace.

Qingying pushed open the heavy carved red paint door, and the palace immediately emitted a smell of dust that had not been repaired for a long time, which made her cover her mouth and nose.

There were no too many candles in the hall. Several candle heads on the candlesticks accumulated with putty were lit in a mess, and the fire head was shaking, as if it would disappear at any time. With a light moonlight shining in, she recognized for a moment before recognizing the figure sitting on the phoenix throne, as if it was enough for her aunt.

She called softly: "Auntie."

The man slowly stood up, pressing into her like a shadow, Sensen said, "So you are willing to come?"

Qingying nodded heavily, "Cut the flesh and break the bones, the blood that my aunt and I are all from Ulanara."

The man smiled, his voice as hoarse and low as a night owl, "Okay. No matter what happened in the past, I'm right to ask you to come with this sentence."

Qingying was aroused by her laughter and shivered. She looked at the person in front of her carefully, and her heart was filled with countless sorrow and emotion, and she whispered: "Auntie, you are old. You have caused you to suffer over the years."

Isn't he old? Although the Ulanara clan was not very beautiful at the time, he was also the lord of the six palaces who were naturally beautiful.

Ulanara simply laughed and said coldly: "Although I am old, you are still young, this is the most important thing."

Qingying hesitated for a moment and said, "Auntie, the one who ascended the throne today is the adopted son of the Queen Mother Hongli."

Ulanara smiled at the sky for a moment, and tears burst out from the corners of her eyes. "Congratulations, you have achieved your wish and achieved good results." Her face suddenly became cold, and her face was a little shrill and ferocious, "Whoever ascended the throne and whoever ascended the throne and became the empress dowager, you don't have to say anything. Today, Niuhulu came to see me, and she told me that the new emperor would posthumously confer my sister, and the concubine in front of the late emperor was to respect the queen, and the virtues I have done throughout my life

If you can, you will remember it. Niuhulu fulfilled the wish of the late emperor. My sister died and only thought she was alive. And I, and I, will not enter the history books, and I will not be attached to the Taimiao, and will be buried as a concubine of the late emperor without a surname. Silently, I became a dust smoke in the harem, which dissipated when the wind blew, leaving no trace at all. Okay, what a vicious Niaohulu! You must learn such viciousness, Qingying!"

Qingying was so shocked that her vest was standing up, and she was standing there. She felt cold sweat scattering down, like a tiny bug crawling slowly. Wherever she passed, there was another chill of shock.

Ulanara glanced at her contemptuously, "I have tried my best to call you here in vain. It seems that as if I were in the past, I was restless and impatient, and I would not be able to achieve great things."

Qingying came back to her senses and said barely calmly: "Whether to become a great man, it is my aunt's credit for being able to do today."

Ulanara glanced at Qingying and said slowly, "Make merit? The third prince Hong was confused at the time and refused to marry you as his concubine. If you were humiliated, you would naturally be resentful. I want you to endure the humiliation for a while and serve as the princess first. If you take the plan, you will also think you are humiliated and refuse to surrender."

Qingying silently for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Although they are all concubines, the third prince has no intention of me. Only the Concubine Ying, who is in love with the late emperor, has caused a great disaster. It is my luck to never marry the third prince. I never regret marrying the fourth prince."

Ulanara didn't raise his eyelids, "But you're satisfied if you marry Hongli as your concubine? After all, whether it's a concubine or a princess, they are just concubines."

Qingying thought of Hongli, and felt that all the depression was loose, leaving only sweetness as honey. "The emperor loved me quite a lot, and the third prince only regarded me as nothing. The difference between love, Qingying naturally knew how to distinguish it."

Ulanara smiled, his tone sour. "Isn't it ridiculous to be in the imperial family and talking about love?" She sighed without realizing it when she saw Qingying just disagreed, "You are naturally unable to understand at your age. Well, there are always benefits of not understanding. It's also a kind of happiness to think that you are happy. But Qingying... From today on, you are no longer the concubine of the royal palace. How can the imperial palace be compared to a palace? "

Qingying frowned when she remembered the situation in the past few days. Ulanara looked at her expression and said lightly: "What? I just entered the palace and my reputation was not yet determined, so I suddenly became roaming?"

Qingying looked at Ulanara, held her breath and constrained her spirit, and solemnly bowed, "Qingying is ignorant, please ask your aunt for advice."

Ulanara sneered, "It is rare that I, a defeated general, and an abandoned woman who was disliked by the late emperor until death. Someone came to ask me for advice."

Qingying leaned over, "Although my aunt has no son or favor, her position as the queen has not fallen for many years. If it weren't for the empress dowager, you might be above the phoenix throne today. Even if you are trapped in the deep palace today, there will definitely be Qingying's incomparable places."

Ulanara turned his head, "Your marriage was not harmonious back then and became a laughing stock in the palace. I couldn't help but hold a grudge against me? Now you are the daughter-in-law of Niuhulu again, why should I teach you?"

Qingying pondered for a moment and looked at Uranara sincerely, "Because my aunt and I are both daughters of Uranara."

Uranara looked out the window, under the dark sky, she saw her sad face. Uranara's voice was slightly hoarse, "Now, I am not the mother of the Qing Dynasty, nor the queen of the late emperor, nor anyone's mother. My only identity is the daughter of Uranara." She stopped and said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Xiaogongren told me back then that the daughter of Uranara must be in the central palace. Now I will tell you this sentence. Do you dare?"

The shock in her heart suddenly rose. She was so shocked that she took a few steps back, and she couldn't help but feel a little timid and said softly: "Qingying dares not seek the position of queen, she just wants the emperor to be a favorite concubine for a long time."

Uranara raised a sneer on the corner of her lips, "Pampered concubine? What else can I do besides having favor? The biggest advantage of a favored concubine is to be favored. A woman who falls favored after being favored will only lead to life worse than death." Uranara glanced at her coldly, "How could our Uranara have someone who is short-sighted like you?"

Qingying's face felt burning, and she stood with her hands down with awkwardly, not daring to speak.

Ulanara said, "When you are old and your mind is exhausted, why can you compete for favor? My aunt asked you, pampering is face, power is inner self, which one do you want?"

Pampering and power are the most amazing flowers blooming on the top of your heart. No matter which one can make you beautiful, the world amazed. Qingying thought for a moment and made up her mind secretly, "Qingying is greedy, so she naturally hopes that both will be obtained. But if she can't, it is naturally the most important thing."

Ulanara nodded, "This is a bit promising. The gate of Renyun Palace is as deep as the sea, and it is difficult to stand on the ground. Besides, you are my niece, so it is probably even more difficult to gain a foothold in the harem."

Qingying was told the central thing and lowered her head. After a moment, she raised her head and said loudly: "Although it is difficult, Qingying has no way out, so she can only move forward."

Ulanara's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and finally showed a look of relief. He slowly stretched out his hand to help Qingying up, "It is certainly indispensable to gain a foothold in the harem, favor, and princes. But Qingying, you must be patient and cruel. You must eliminate the roots and not leave any future troubles. Be neat and neat, and leave no handle. If you want to climb higher, not just a little higher. If you are a little higher, everyone will be jealous of you plotting against you; but when you win more than others and plan farther, then in addition to surrendering and admiration, they will be more afraid and dare not harm you again."

Qingying was a little confused. Ulanara looked at her, ignored it, and continued, "Everyone in the harem wants to gain something, but he doesn't want to lose something. But Qingying, you have to understand that when a person can give up anything, it is the time when she is truly fearless." Ulanara was quite obsessed, "My mistake is that I care too much about the position of the queen and the love of the late emperor, which is why I ended up in this way."

Qingying felt enlightened, "What my aunt said is that she is strong if she has no desires?"

Ulanara nodded slightly and said coldly: "There are only these things I can teach you. If you think the defeated generals are useful, just listen to them. If you forget them after nothing is useful, it is not too early. Let's leave, the eye-catching words may be the end of death in the Ming Dynasty."

Qingying stood up and said, "Qingying left first. If it is convenient in the future, she will come to visit her aunt again."

Ulanara said indifferently: "No need, goodbye is also a trouble for each other."

Qingying was speechless, "The Empress Dowager did not say how to deal with her aunt. My aunt would stay in peace and stay for a while before talking about it."

Ulanara raised her jaw and said proudly: "I am the queen who walked into the Qing Dynasty. Do you still have to listen to her? You should ask for blessings on your own."

Qingying bid farewell silently and went out alone. When she was about to reach the gate of the hall, Ulanara suddenly called out, "Qingying." The voice seemed a little shrill. Qingying's heart trembled and immediately turned her head. Ulanara was about to cry sadly, "Ulanara has already produced an abandoned wife, and no second abandoned wife can be produced! You..."

That was the blood-crying words of a woman throughout her life!

Qingying held back her tears and was extremely solemn, "Qingying understands."

Uranara immediately became as calm as usual, slowly walked up to the phoenix throne, sat upright on it, and said quietly: "You must always remember that you are the daughter of Uranara."

Qingying felt sour in her nose, and she felt infinite sigh. The Ulanara family on the throne had already faded, but she was still graceful and elegant, and her style was not diminished. Qingying couldn't help but bow down, kowtowed three times, and turned her head to leave.

A Ruohou was in the depths of the long street, as anxious as a cat, but when he saw Qingying coming out, he breathed a sigh of relief, "My master, you finally came out."

Qingying hurriedly asked, "No one saw it, right?"

A Ruo nodded, "No one." She hurriedly took Qingying's cloak and held Qingying's hand and walked forward.

The two of them hurriedly walked, not knowing how far they had walked, but they felt that their hearts were slightly relieved. A Ruo dared to ask: "What is the matter when the old master suddenly wants to see the little master?"

The night wind was faint, and the flying cloak was blowing, as if it was a butterfly looking for a branch that could fall. Qingying slowed down and saw the cold stars in the cold sky from afar. She felt endless sadness and said softly: "This...is probably the last time between me and my aunt."

A Ruo was shocked, "Old Master..."

Qingying said with tears in her eyes: "How can my aunt's personality be willing to be inferior to others? She is also the one who humiliates herself. She would rather be broken than be completely complete."

She looked at the narrow ink sky on the long street and looked into the distance. The Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhonghe Hall and Baohe Hall in the previous dynasty were still very lively. Colorful fireworks flew up brilliantly in the endless dark night sky of the Forbidden City. The entire night sky was almost illuminated as day, and even a bright moon was dim. A jackdaw was probably shocked by the gorgeous fireworks, and flapped its dark wings and flew away.

Qingying couldn't help crying, bent down and bowed deeply towards Jingren Palace. A Ruo was startled by her actions and quickly supported her, "Little Master, the bricks on the ground are cold, be careful." Qingying held her hand and stood up suddenly, and never looked back.

A Ruo looked at Qingying quietly, and saw that her expression was as cold as frost, with no more tears on her face. The colorful light of the fireworks in the sky shone through the red palace walls, and it shone on her face thousands of times, making her skin look as cold as ice.
Chapter completed!