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In the capital city in November, a snowy and oppressive wind assaulted the hearts of the people, forcefully obliterating the majesty within the red wall. The huge Forbidden City was no longer as dazzling as it was before. Under the pure white cover of the snow, it was cold and solemn, just like a lonely empty city. The ice and snow emitted a decadent and decadent aura, causing people to feel uneasy and uneasy. It was difficult to calm their hearts.

Ying Rong's footsteps were light and cautious as she accompanied the Queen on her journey. She only felt that the curtain of the sedan was a dazzling yellow against the pure white of the snow. Empress, the sky is cold and the road is slippery. It's enough as well as sending Servant Qian to deliver the medicinal formula bestowed by the Emperor to Yi Kungong. "

Uranara lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the falling snow, which was like goose feathers. He could not help but add a little melancholy, "I heard from the royal physician that the imperial concubine is a sister of so many years, that she has to send her off. Moreover, you said it was a medicinal formula bestowed by the Emperor. Thousands of miles away, I'm still worried about Imperial Concubine's safety. As the empress, I should be the one to share the worries. "

Ying Rong poured the thick and bitter black juice into a blue and white bowl on a yellow poplar tray. "The boiling hot soup met the ice-cold blue and white bowl walls, stirring up a cold and bitter smell that choked the entire room to the point that it was low and bitter." Gui Feiniangniang, please enjoy. "

"The medicine is too hot, let this servant …" Le Qin was afraid that there was something wrong with the medicine and hurriedly went to receive it.

Jinghui pursed her lips, her smile tinged with the bitterness of the medicinal soup. "Since when did Imperial Consort understand things so clearly?" After sighing, a desolate feeling of sorrow arose in his heart. "Forget it. You all go down first. I have some important words to say to your imperial concubine alone."

Those in the room backed out with light steps. As soon as the thick cotton curtain was lowered, the room became completely silent.

"Please drink, Imperial Consort." Jing Hui scooped a spoonful of medicine and placed it next to Qing Huan's mouth: "Just drink it and you'll be fine."

"Now that she's gone, who's the empress going to put on a show for?" Qing Huan suddenly sat up, and sprinkled the medicine in his silver spoon onto the peach-colored satin blanket. Do you really hope that chenqie's illness can be cured? "

"My sister must be sick." Seeing that she was so willful, Jing Hui couldn't help but call her little sister. I will naturally follow the emperor's wishes. The Emperor wishes his sister well, and so does this palace. If little sister asks, do you not believe in me, or the emperor? "

Qing Huan sighed, and slowly leaned back on the cushion: "So that means, the Emperor wants my life?"

"Everyone speaks wisely and wisely, but I didn't expect that you, my sister, would also have such an ability." Jing Hui placed the bowl on the side, she knew Qing Huan did not know how to drink it. After all, she didn't have much time left to live, why would she need to swallow all these bitterness? It would be better to eat more sweets. If my mouth feels good, then my heart will be sweet as well. "

"I won't be able to live for long!" The emptiness in Qing Huan's eyes had already swallowed all of her thoughts. All these days, she had been thinking about how it was impossible to have a good relationship with him. "Could it be that all these years of accompanying him is not enough to make up for my brother's mistake?" Do you think I don't know that this is your trick? Queen, between you and me, I thought that you had never won before, but I didn't expect that I would lose completely. In the end, it's still you. Although I am unwilling, I have to admit that I was the one who did it. "

"Do you really think it's me?" Hearing her words, Jinghui could only bitterly smile. The food in your palace has always been the most delicate. Don't you already have pain in your heart? If I can do this, why should I worry about the instability of the harem? "

Qing Huan's eyes tensed up, and she grabbed the empress's wrist. Her entire being trembled with emotion: "Tell me, why is it that I am unable to treat my heartache? Tell me!"

Jing Hui sneered. The coldness in his eyes was like a thick medicinal soup, slowly spreading out from warmth to coldness without a sound. Do you really want to know? little sister, you are the noble concubine of the Daqing, in the future, if you die, I will beg the emperor to honor your death and give you the title of imperial concubine. "

Qing Huan enunciated each word clearly, and the bite was extremely heavy. I just want to ask you, why is it that I am unable to cure my heartache? "

"The emperor forbids you from doing good. Even if Hua Tuo was still alive, you wouldn't be any better." On Jing Hui's face, she did not even look at Nian Shi, who was about to die a happy death. On the contrary, what appeared in her eyes was deep grief.

"I won't!" only felt chills over and over his body. The chilly winter wind seemed to be able to freeze every inch of her skin into ice, causing even her expression to become stiff and uncomfortable.

"You are the daughter of the Year Home, the younger sister of Nian Gengyao. Is it not enough for the Emperor to have such thoughts? " Jing Hui felt that no matter how many meanings one had, it did not matter. was clever, and understood everything with a single glance. You are the daughter of the Year Home, and your child, from the moment he was born, is destined to have the same fate as you. "

"I won't!" "That's impossible!" How could Qing Huan believe that her husband, who was always accompanying her, the good man who said that he would make a case against her, the Emperor who took care of her, the one who cared for her and pained her the most, would scheme against the person beside her just because of her maternal family's meritorious service? Could it be that he wasn't rich enough? "His hands are actually going to be stained with the blood of his own flesh and blood?" Empress, do you think I will believe you just because you say that? We've fought for so many years, but you've never won. Without you, don't think that I would believe that you were the one who wanted me dead. If not, then the Emperor wouldn't have been the one to die! "

On this point, Jinghui deeply agreed: "I have never won, and you have never lost. But in the end, I only had the honor of being the empress and didn't receive even the slightest bit of respect from my husband. You, on the other hand, seem to be blessed with thousands of things, but you can't even protect your own child. In the Emperor's heart, there is always a peace. He will not allow you to nurture A Ge who has the Great Nian Shi's bloodline. Of course, if you think it's me, then it's me. "The Emperor's thoughts are my thoughts. I've always been helping the Emperor share his worries, so there won't be the slightest bit of difference."

"It's impossible that you don't want to lie to me. Do you think I will believe you just because you say it like that?" Using the last bit of strength he had, Nian Bing propped up his frail body. "The Emperor will not be so heartless to me, he has already dealt with Big Brother, he has already firmly grasped the imperial power, in front of him, he will no longer have the slightest bit of threat brought by Nian Shi. Didn't he send medicine all the way here?

At the end, his voice was filled with doubt. Jing Huan looked at her hysterical look, and could only sigh. Imperial Concubine Nian, from the emperor's perspective, you should first be the daughter of the Year Home, and then you should be the noble concubine of the Daqing. If the Emperor does not do so, your son may become the sharpest blade that threatens the Emperor's safety. After all, you did love her, so don't blame the Emperor. "

"Your Majesty." The middle-aged Qing Huan wanted to cry, but she laughed out loud with tears streaming down her face, "After so many years, what exactly is Qing Huan? Your heart? You want to trap a chess piece of the Year Home? Or are you the one who is constantly on guard, calculating everything? Your Majesty, are you interested? Do you have any sincerity? Your Majesty, if I were to die, then you would be able to feel at ease. I just pitied my kids. "

The moment he fell to the ground, Nian Qing Huan opened his eyes wide. Despair, regret, and pain … Her eyes instantly dimmed. All of her unwillingness and grievances were instantly turned into sorrow. Along with her heart that was riddled with holes, it was eroded and she could not find a single trace of it in the end.

"From her eyes that would never shine again, Jinghui could only see a deep, pitch-black patch." Guo Su Yi, go tell the Emperor that Imperial Concubine Nian has died. "

The mournful wails carried along with them a desolate, cold wind that quickly spread to every corner of the Forbidden City.

Qi Fei was the first one to hear the commotion, she quickly opened the tightly shut redwood window, and said in her heart: "Little Sister Concubine Xi, listen, is this voice coming from Yi Kungong?"

Yan Han nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Yesterday, I heard from the royal physician that Yi Kungong could not hold on for three days. He didn't expect to leave so soon. Let's go, let's go and calm down. " Qi Fei stood up straightforwardly, "Sister, we should go and take a look too. When Imperial Concubine Nian left, there were a lot of things in the palace and many people. The empress will definitely need us at a time like this! "

An unintentional cold light flashed past her eyes, and Yan Han nodded her head indifferently: "Chu Rui, prepare the carriage."