When Ling Yunche learned the news, his heart almost burst. Taking advantage of his spare time after handing over the shift at 3 o'clock in the Xu hour, he waited on the long street to Yan Wan, who was helping her maids Chunchan and Lan Cui to go to Yangxin Hall to sleep.

Yan Wan was whispering to Chunchan: "Some rewards sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs just now, if you have time, you will pick some good ones to help Jinzhong from the Yangxin Palace. I told him that if this matter fails, I would rather marry him to make the right food. If it does, I will thank him for the glory of my life. I finally won this bet."

Yan Wan was still scared, and Chunchan agreed, saying, "Fortunately, the little master won, otherwise what should I do? The palace is eating with the eunuch, and having a lotus heart is enough to be afraid of people."

"If this is not the case, how could Jinzhong be willing to help me?" Yan Wan stroked her heart, "Good! Fortunately! If it doesn't work, I will have to kill myself, so as to avoid the pain of Lianxin."

Chunchan hurriedly comforted: "I am not in vain and Lan Cui with the little master. Although the little master suffered from Concubine Jia, he still did not forget to support the slaves and Lan Cui in the flower room. The little master must be loyal to the little master and will never forget it until his death. Now the little master's future has come. As long as the queen likes it tonight and the emperor likes it and agrees, he will be the real little master."

The two were talking intimately, and they were still in surprise. Yan Wan suddenly looked up and saw Yun Chechi standing at the corner of the long street. She trembled in her heart. She tried her best to maintain her calm face and asked the maids to step down and wait. Yan Wan had already changed into the costume of an official woman, with a light orange-free brocade robe and a wide, deep, spiral-ripped satin edge. It was both auspicious and her beauty for ten years. It reflected the star-dotted silver ornaments and crisp silk flowers in her hair, showing the beauty of the dust.

Yan Wan was not surprised, and just looked at him calmly: "I'm going to bed, and I don't have much time to talk to you. What do you want to say, just say it together."

Yun Che rushed all the way, with countless questions in his chest, but seeing her calm expression, somehow, it turned into a cold and cold heart.

It took a moment before he could squeeze out a sound from his throat: "Is someone pushing you?"

Yan Wan's bright eyes were clear and unpredictable: "Concubine Jia and Concubine Xian were both present at that time, and what they saw was my own voluntary."

Yun Che shook his head unbelievably: "Why? Why do you want to be someone else's concubine?"

Yan Wan looked at him incredibly: "Why don't I want to? I care about whom I marry when I am a concubine and a wife's house. Being the emperor's concubine is far more noble than being a wife's house for anyone in the world. Don't you understand?"

Yun Cheru was hit hard and stared at her: "You were suffering in the flower room at that time. When you came back, you were willing to be with me again. Are those words lying to me?"

Yan Wan shook her head, calmly and honestly: "Of course not. People want to find the best way out in any situation. Marrying you at that time is my best future, and it is naturally the most sincere idea. I have always thought about it when I was trapped in the palace of Jiafei as a slave."

Yun Che lowered his head, his cheeks lost blood, and he said to himself: "So, you just think I'm a way out!"

Yan Wan raised her eyes like stars, and there was a cold light in the dark night: "Of course, can you like a stumbling block? Unfortunately, I now understand how insignificant my wish was. During the years when I was trapped in the palace of Jiafei and was bullied and humiliated by her, I didn't expect to be accused of marrying you and escape from this ghost place. But I gradually discovered that no one can save me but myself, no one can help me. In that case, why can't I find a better way out to help me?"

Yun Che looked at her long-pulled shadow on the ground and shook his head in disbelief: "Yanwan, you have changed."

"I am the princess of the inner guard of the inner guard of the coat, but once I lost my power, we could only be slaves and servants. I was even deprived of the opportunity for the draft, and I could only be the most humble palace maid, bullied by others, and be looked down upon by others. I don't want to live such a day. I just want to live a better life and be a master. In this life, my family will have to be more face-to-face, and no longer have to live so humble again." A bright tear mark flashed in her eyes, and she quickly wiped it clean, "So, I have never been wrong!"

Ling Yunche was powerless: "But if you are with me, I will work hard and make progress, I..."

Yan Wan interrupted impatiently: "No matter how motivated you are, you are just a guard. Our children and grandchildren are just slaves. Why? I have to get a little bit of glory through others, but not more with my own strength. I am still young and still have beauty. If I can get more glory with everything I can, why would I refuse? Last time, I had lost the opportunity and the best opportunity to approach the emperor. This time is a foregone conclusion. I can't, and I will not miss it."

Ling Yunche looked at her and felt sad, but was beaten by the little woman's words and words to the point of being left with a heavy and shattered pain.

Yan Wan stroked the vermilion wall intoxicatedly and said softly: "Others are sitting in the Fengluan Chunen Car, do you know why I have to walk over by myself?" Seeing Yun Che just silent, she said softly, "I have been a slave for so many years, and have been walking with my feet and knees. I really want to use my feet to measure with my feet on the first day of sleeping, how far is it from Yongshou Palace to Yangxin Palace, and how far is it from a lowly palace maid to the future favorite concubine."

Yun Che could hear the firmness in her mouth. Such beautiful and delicate Yan Wan was so familiar, but she was already very strange and strange.

Yun Che advised hard: "You just want to be favored for a while with your youthful and beautiful appearance. Have you ever thought about how painful it will be when you lose it one day? Even if you are as smart as Concubine Xian, and you will also be tortured by the cold palace. Are you not afraid that your future will be hard and rugged and you cannot turn back?"

Yan Wan rolled up the silk on her cuffs and stroked them caressed: "When I was in Sizhiku, I saw such good satin all day long, but I could only iron it hard, and I knew I was lucky and didn't deserve to wear it. Look, how beautiful I was wearing it. How can I take off the clothes I had already worn? Even if I was going to die, I had to wear them to death."

Her voice was extremely gentle, as if the whispers in his ears in the past, but it was the distinction and sharpness that had drawn the Chu River and Han Realm. He held back the choking in his throat and said in a deep voice: "You have chosen your own way, go forward well. I hope you will have a smooth journey and will never regret it."

Yan Wan smiled faintly: "As long as you don't come to hinder my future, I will definitely go far and very well. Naturally, I will always remember Brother Yunche, who grew up with me."

Her smile flew in a flash, and she called Chunchan and Lan Cui and said, "Let's go to the Yangxin Palace." Her eyes were filled with a hint of fierce majesty, "Guard Ling, you can retreat."

Yun Che looked at her blankly, but still half-kneeled from pain to numbness, slowly spitting out word by word: "I am so proud to send you to Master Wei."

He knelt on the stone slab and looked down at the pattern of "Spring is Always" engraved on the stone slab. Each one was a good and good color, and each one gave Yan Wan a brilliant future that was far away.

His heart felt cramped, as if it was eroded, and tears came unknowingly. The summer night wind forced him little by little with the scorching heat, and it also made him lose his strength and unable to move at all. I don’t know how long it took, a pale green silk embroidered with snow-white cherry blossoms floated in front of him.

He had seen this square of silk and murmured: "Concubine Xian."

Ruyi was wearing a snow-filled crimson cloak with a faint green bamboo leaf pattern, and Yingying stood in the bright moonlight. Her words did not comfort her too much: "Wipe off your tears. You must remember that you should never shed a tear for those who will not look back, because it is not worth it."

He held the square silk tightly, as if he wanted to vent his unpalatable pain. Ruyi whispered: "I once gave Yanwan a chance, hoping that she could give herself another way out, but she didn't. Since this road was chosen by her own will, let her go."

Yun Che took a deep breath: "Yes."

Ruyi smiled lightly, with a little sadness of understanding: "But this time, don't drink all day long like last time. You'll have enough of such a stupid thing to do."

Yun Che's consciousness seemed to be much more awake: "Yes. It's not worth it to be sad for the same person twice."

Ruyi looked at him with admiration: "That's right. Even Yanwan knows to be successful for herself, let alone you are a big man! You should also plan for yourself."

Yun Che suddenly shook: "But according to the instructions of Concubine Xian."

Ruyi smiled softly: "Yuqian, how about it?"

After the queen had breakfast, she went to see Yongcong tightly. Yongcong was still so thin that she was not very peaceful when she slept in the wet nurse's arms. The queen felt very distressed and hugged her and coaxed her for a while. The wet nurse Chunniang smiled and said, "After all, the seventh prince is closest to her. When the empress hugged her, he slept soundly."

The Queen smiled and said, "I have prepared a bowl of elbows for you without salt. Go and drink it quickly. The Seventh Prince likes to drink your milk, which is your blessing."

Chunniang agreed. The queen held her son in her arms, but she couldn't see enough, but she couldn't love her. Su Xin happened to come in and said, "Empress, Li Yu had just arrived to pass the imperial edict. The emperor said that our seventh prince had more illnesses since childhood, so she planned to go to the palace on the west side of Longxing Temple with her to stay in the palace on the west side of Longxing Temple on the first day of September, so she could go to Longxing Temple to pray for blessings and bless the seventh prince's safety."

The queen said happily: "Longxing Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. The Great Bodhisattva of Zhengding worshipped in the temple is said to be very effective. When Emperor Kangxi was alive, he also visited many times. The emperor really has his heart."

Su Xin was also happy: "No, the emperor loves our seventh prince so much that he can't bear to see him for a day." She thought for a while and frowned slightly, "There is another thing. The emperor came to Wei Guan's woman last night, Ying'er, who was beside Concubine Jia. She got up this morning and agreed."

The queen's smile instantly froze: "Ying'er! Why is Concubine Jia not good at all, and a little girl can't handle it well."

Su Xin hurriedly smiled and said, "That girl is indeed a fox charming thing! Concubine Jia has two more princes, so she was also neglected for a while. But then again, she was just an agreement, what could she do!"

The queen felt a little relieved: "Yes. Although Concubine Jia is quite capable, she has to guard against her restlessness after having two sons. Well, she has to worry about multiple Wei Yanwans. This palace is just free, so it is important to raise Yongcong well."

Su Xinnuo Nuo listened, her eyes turned around and she accompanied the queen to coax Yongcong as if nothing had happened.

When Ruyi saw Mo Xin again, it was already the winter of the 12th year of Qianlong. This year, acne plagues occurred everywhere in Beijing, with dry autumn and warm winter, with little frost and snow, and the river wells dried up. Since September, acne plagues have spread from Hebei to the suburbs of Beijing, and have also affected the capital. Five tens of them are not saved, and the children's sorrows are hundreds of times a day.

The palace was particularly frightened because Shunzhi Ye Fu died of acne epidemic before, and even the Holy Ancestor Kangxi had to live when he was young. In addition to being busy with acne epidemic in the previous dynasty, the emperor especially asked the princesses and princesses to take them to the palace of their biological mothers or adoptive mothers to raise them, and carefully avoid acne. The palace was enshrined in the palace, and all the couplets, door gods and colorful lanterns hung for the Spring Festival were removed. At the same time, the whole country and the palace were ordered to "do not stir-fry beans, do not light the lamps, and do not splash water", and issued an edict to amnesty the world. For a moment, everyone in the palace was in danger and was extremely frightened.

Yongcong was weak and sickly, and the queen was also very careful and took care of her. No strangers were allowed to enter and exit the Changchun Palace for fear of being infected with acne.

Mo Xin asked to see Ruyi at that time. At that time, Ruyi was talking about the acne epidemic in the palace with Hailan. Even the wet nurse and nanny did not trust her. Everything must be done by herself. When she heard that Yangxin carefully mentioned the name "Mo Xin", she couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Isn't Mo Xin the personal girl who serves the Imperial Concubine Huixian? I heard that the Imperial Concubine Huixian could not rest assured before her death, so she pointed her to a guard at Shoushunzhen Gate, and then worked in the antique room. What did she suddenly want to see us? "

Yongqi smiled lively, making Hailan laugh even more and more. He used the rattle to coax Yongqi to play, and said carelessly: "Now the emperor only spoils Wei Changzai, and he must be named a noble person before the New Year. We have no need to accompany us, so what's wrong with seeing Mo Xin when we see him?"

Ruyi was silent for a moment, and carried Yongqi to the wet nurse's arms, and stood up with Wangxin. When she saw Moxin, she was in a dim small veranda next to the antique room. She thought she lived on weekdays. Moxin was dressed in a woman, wearing white velvet flowers, and her slutty hair was pressed tightly with a plain silver flat hairpin. Her eyes were red, and she was like she was not alive, and she was still as if she was petting maids in the past.

Seeing Mo Xin's outfit, Ruyi and Hailan knew that there was a funeral at home, so they said, "What's wrong with the family? Is there a place to be embarrassed?"

Mo Xin was far away from them and hurried in a corner of the wall. Qi Ran sighed: "My husband has died. I am here to pack up his belongings today."

Ruyi sighed: "Yanxin, prepare fifty taels of silver for Moxin, just treat it as a matter of her husband's funeral."

Wang Xin agreed: "Then the servant goes back to the palace to get it."

Mo Xin smiled miserably: "Consort Xian, it's hard for you to give me some rewards, but I don't care that I used to serve Consort Huixian."

The cold outside the window was cold, and the veranda room was not as warm as the palace where the concubines lived. Ruyi stood far away in front of Mo Xin, listening quietly, and suddenly felt a brief sense of peace of mind. The competition for favor with Xiyue for more than ten years was the dust falling into the cracks of the palace walls, which could not be cut out or erased, and could only let it stay in the soft creases of time. When these once frivolous fragments slowly peeled off from Ruyi's memories

, She couldn't bear to be sad, but that sad is also a living thought of the victor. After all, the living person is herself. Therefore, she stared at Mo Xin with distant and cold eyes, but without losing a trace of compassion: "The so-called calculating is for the living. This person has passed away, and there is nothing else that can't let go of the past. Besides, you are just a maid of the Imperial Concubine Huixian, why bother with you again?"

"Then I came to find Concubine Xian, it was indeed correct." Mo Xin leaned over and bowed, "I used to be disrespectful, so I paid back this prayer." She smiled slightly and kowtowed, "But since Concubine Xian gave her, how can fifty taels of silver be enough? It would be 100 taels of funeral for two people."

Ruyi's eyebrows were frowned carefully, and she looked at Mo Xin and said, "How do you say this?"

Mo Xin's face was the color of the sallow petals, and there were signs of slowly decay. She smiled bitterly and said, "My husband died of acne epidemic. I am afraid I can't escape after serving him these days. I woke up yesterday morning and had vomited and had headaches. Today, two rashes were found on her arm. So, two ladies, I am so far away from you."

Ruyi's heart tightened when she heard the word "acne epidemic", and she almost subconsciously took a step back. Hailan leaned against her and reluctantly said: "You have acne epidemic, and you still have to see me and Concubine Xian. Are you going to get acne epidemic so that you can avenge Concubine Huixian?"

A trace of bitter hatred flashed in Mo Xin's eyes, and she shook her head and said, "I know that Imperial Concubine Huixian will die with her eyes open. Who is the person she hates the most? Before her death, Imperial Concubine Huixian could not even speak, so she still stared at me. I know that she wants me not to let go of the Buddha-mouthed snake-like person!"

Ruyi stared at her for a moment, shook her head and said, "You are like this, why are you thinking about doing this?"

Mo Xin laughed, her dry lips slightly opened and closed: "It was because I reached this point that I finally had a solution." She smiled and showed her white teeth. "Before the death of the Imperial Concubine Huixian, I was accused of marrying a guard in order to stay in the palace to find a chance. But I had a low status and no way. Now that she even had a legitimate son, she was really happy in this life! But I have always been able to get how much hatred Imperial Concubine Huixian had before she died. I promised the Imperial Concubine that I would definitely avenge her."

Hailan shook her head distractedly and quietly fiddled with the braised chalcedony flower-carved bracelet on her wrist, like chalcedony red and transparent like pomegranate seeds, highlighting her soft and delicate jade: "The Changchun Palace is so strict that you can't get in." She raised her head and glanced at Mo Xin casually, "Do you want this palace to help you?"

Mo Xin nodded and said, "Since I have acne epidemic, there are many ways. I know that the Empress hates her like the Imperial Concubine Huixian."

Hai Lanying smiled: "You really understand what I think."

Ruyi thought for a while, turned her back and left her figure with high hair. "I won't do this." Hailan hurriedly followed her, saying nothing about Liu Er, "Sister, have you forgotten how she harmed you? My sister has no rebirth until now, it was caused by her. If my sister is afraid that her hands will be dirty, I will do it."

Ruyi's heart suddenly trembled, as if she was whipped out of control. The pain of the cracked wound was covered with snow-white new salt. She held Hailan's hand: "What's the difference between me and you? Let's not dirty this hand."

Hailan said anxiously: "Sister is a person who has recovered his life from the cold palace. He cannot be kind to a woman."

Ruyi nodded firmly: "It's not the kindness of a woman. You and I know that her son is born weak and lives a difficult life. Besides, if you are not afraid of retribution, there was no Yongqi in the past, and he had no worries about anything he did. But now..." She shook her head, "It's not for others, just for Yongqi. I didn't understand before, and I just hated someone, so I would do anything. Now you and I are both human mothers, so there is no need to do this."

Hailan still didn't give up: "Sister..."

Ruyi waved her hand, turned to Mo Xin, and said resolutely: "Sorry, neither I nor Concubine Yu can help you." Seeing that Mo Xin suddenly changed color, she became more and more calm and said: "I know that she is useless, so I am powerless."

After Ruyi said that, she turned around and took Hailan's hand. She said earnestly: "Let's go. Go back and wash it with the medicine to avoid getting acne."

Hailan still didn't give up and said softly: "Sister, we really won't do it?"

Ruyi said in a deep voice: "If I had been in the past, I would have no other words. I would feel happy to poke her weakness. But now..."

Hailan's voice was a little sharp: "It's not just for Yongqi, but also because my sister is worried about the damage to her status and honor. She is also afraid that the emperor will know? In the past, we lost completely and were not afraid of anything. Now the more we get, the more we look forward to it." Hailan was slightly sad, "Sister, I'm really afraid that one day, if we have too many concerns, we will only be incompetent."
Chapter completed!