Did Wei Linlang die in front of the emperor in the TV series "Late Spring in the Lonely Empty Courtyard"?

Wei Linlang died before Kangxi. From a historical perspective, Linlang should be the concubine Wei who gave birth to the eighth prince. The following novel extra mentions Kangxi's reaction after Linlang's death. \x0d\\x0d\Lonely Empty Courtyard, Late Spring Extra: He Fei\x0d\\x0d\It's still early spring, the sun is sunny and warm, and the breeze is refreshing. Looking through the curtain, the courtyard is silent, except for the parrot on the porch, which occasionally flaps its wings lazily, and the golden bells on its feet jingle. \x0d\ \x0d\ After sleeping for a long time, she was just a little tired and too lazy to get up, so she called the maid next to her: "Xiang Yin." But instead of Xiang Yin coming in, the familiar figure frightened her. For a moment, he even forgot to salute: "Your Majesty——" His hair was slightly loose, which was very unbecoming in front of the emperor, but the emperor just smiled: "I see you slept well, and no one woke you up." Such pampering Drowned, with that look in his eyes again, as if she was a treasure he had lost and found. \x0d\ \x0d\ Everyone knows that she is the most favored person in the Sixth House. Because of the draft in July, she was registered as a concubine in December. At the same time, Tong Jia was promoted to a noble concubine. Concubine Tong was the sister of Empress Xiaoyi and had been acting in charge of the harem since the death of Empress Xiaoyi. On that day, there was another noble lady who was promoted to be a good concubine. She was the biological mother of the eighth son of the emperor. Because of her humble background, the emperor never paid attention to her. This time, everyone in the palace said that she was promoted to the concubine position because of her eighth prince. The elder brother who looked most like an emperor in appearance and temperament was only eighteen years old, and he had already sealed Baylor. \x0d\ \x0d\ It is a happy event to be promoted to a high position. Concubine Tong took the lead. The three of them acted as hosts and hosted a banquet for several eminent harem heads. Concubine Rong, Concubine Yi, Concubine De and Concubine Hui all enjoyed the honor. People in the room were chatting and laughing, and it was very lively. That was the first time she met the good concubine. The good concubine was quiet and even smiled calmly. She always felt that the good concubine looked kind-hearted, but she never recalled where she had seen her. During the dinner, she felt that Concubine Yi was looking after Liangbi, but she didn't understand how two people with such completely different personalities could get along. \x0d\ \x0d\ Later, someone said that it was because the eighth prince and the ninth prince were very close, and she didn't take it to heart because the emperor never liked his concubines talking about the affairs of the previous dynasty. As she thought this, she couldn't help but have a dazed look on her face, but the emperor liked her hesitant look the most. He shook her hand and suddenly said: "I will teach you how to write." \x0d\ \x0d\ The emperor liked it Every time he taught her to write, it was an imperial poem. Once he even taught her to write his name. She learned very slowly, but he was always willing to teach her step by step. When teaching her to write, he always said nothing, and he didn't like her talking. He just held her hand silently, drawing one stroke at a time, with great care, as if it was the most important thing in the world. The brush was soft and curved, and the words he wrote were always awkward, horizontal like earthworms and vertical like branches. Sometimes she couldn't help but laugh, but he never tired of it. Occasionally he would be lost in thought, with an unpredictable trance in his eyes. In her impression, although the emperor was gentle, he was unfathomable. No one dared to guess his thoughts, and neither did she. There were so many concubines in the harem, but he cared for her so much. Everyone said that she was blessed. \x0d\ \x0d\ In fact, she likes lively people, but the emperor doesn't like it, so she has to keep silent in front of him. He likes her to wear blue clothes. Jiangning, Suzhou and Hangzhou weave new tribute clothes. The clothes he gives her are always blue, lake, lotus blue, smoke blue? Tribute satin, Japanese satin, brocade, government satin, Damask, gauze, Luo, tapestry, Hangzhou silk? There are so many clothes in four seasons. At the age of seventeen, who doesn’t love the rich fragrance of red? But because he didn't like it, he had to always dress as plainly as new. \x0d\ \x0d\ In the second year after entering the palace, she gave birth to a little princess, who was recorded as the eighteenth daughter of the emperor on the jade certificate of the clan mansion. However, she died just a few months after she was born. Naturally, she cried bitterly, and the emperor hurried over to see her after leaving the court. Seeing her grief, his eyes were full of endless pity, mixed with indescribable pain that she did not understand. He had never looked at her like that, so sad, so desperate, as if what he had lost was not a daughter, but a world he cherished. Although he had so many princesses and brothers, at this moment he was sad and seemed more sad. More than her. She cried so hard that she choked, and her tears soaked his clothes. He just hugged her silently. Finally, he said: "I owe you so much.

” \x0d\ \x0d\ That was the only time he didn’t call himself “I” in front of her. She had never heard him speak in such a low tone, weak and confused, as helpless as an ordinary person. In her memory , he is always the supreme Lord of Ten Thousand Vehicles. Although he treats her well, after all, he is the king and she is the minister. And despite the gap of thirty years, he may not know what she wants, although he has never been willing to give it to her. , the best thing in the world. \x0d\ \x0d\ A few days later, the Ministry of Internal Affairs followed the decree and the good concubine was promoted to the good concubine. Wang said casually: "After all, the emperor is not interested in seeing her. For the sake of Master Ba, he is always willing to give her face. "She felt sad for some reason, and then Wang realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly smiled and said: "My sister is still so young, and her love for the saints is strong. Next year, she will definitely have a little brother. ” \x0d\ \x0d\ But she has never given birth to another child. What the concubines in the harem want most is to have a son, but will having a son mean everything? Although the good concubine has an eighth prince, she is still so lonely. Except for the pilgrimage, she was rarely seen walking around the palace. The emperor was getting old and missed his old friendship. When he was free, he liked to talk to his concubines who had entered the palace earlier. Concubine De, Concubine Yi, Concubine Hui? But he never heard of it. Talking about going to the good concubine. \x0d\ \x0d\ The days in the palace were as quiet as ever. The concubines were very kind to her, because they knew that the emperor's love for her would last forever. After all, she and Wang got along best because they were almost the same age. One time, while everyone was chatting lively at Concubine Tong’s place, Concubine Yi suddenly laughed and said, “Look, they look alike. Dear sisters. "Looking carefully, she actually doesn't look much like Wang. It's just that her chin has the same gentle curvature in profile. Concubine De smiled and said, "Your Majesty likes melon-seed faces, but pitiful for my round face. Earlier, she was said to be delicate. , now I have to count the cake. "Yi Concubine couldn't hold back her laughter and almost spit out her tea. \x0d\ \x0d\ In fact, Concubine De was still very beautiful, and her round face must have been as bright as the bright moon back then. Which woman in this harem, who Not beautiful? In other words, who has never been beautiful? \x0d\ \x0d\ When I think about it, I always feel a little flustered and confused. Although the emperor treated her well as always, he even took a nap that day. He came over to see her and asked her with a smile on his face: "Today is your birthday, I asked the imperial kitchen to prepare silver noodles. I will eat noodles with you later." She was startled for a moment, then said with a smile: "Your Majesty remembered wrongly, I was born in October, and it was just after the Dragon Boat Festival." "The emperor said oh, still smiling on his face, but his eyes were in a daze that she didn't understand. She said angrily: "The emperor is remembering someone's birthday, and he just came to deceive his concubine. "\x0d\ \x0d\" The emperor smiled and did not answer, and only said: "I have many things to do, and I am confused." " \x0d\ \x0d\ After the emperor left, she went to Concubine Yi's palace. By chance, she met Concubine Yi as she escorted Concubine Liang out. Since they didn't come and go often, she specially called "Sister Liang" with a smile. Concubine Liang was always polite and distant in her treatment of others, so she nodded in return. Concubine Yi led her into the Nuan Pavilion. It happened that the palace maid was clearing away the snacks on the table. Seeing the silver noodles, she smiled and said, "It turns out that today It's sister Yifei's birthday. "Then she told the emperor's words that he had misremembered his birth date as a funny story. However, Concubine Yi seemed to be quite touched. After a long time, she sighed. Concubine Yi was the most cheerful and lively person, and she rarely showed such melancholy. It made her feel puzzled. \x0d\ \x0d\ The emperor thought the rules in the palace were complicated, but he spent half of the year in the Changchun Garden, which was as big as the flowers and green willows, and the scenery was picturesque all year round. The maple leaves are like fire, surrounding the pavilions and waterside pavilions, just like the entire garden is illuminated by the bright light of candles. After taking a boat, in the glazed blue sea, there are maples on both sides, reflected in the water, and the waves are shining. The emperor ordered people to prepare pen and ink, and he was always elegant and good at painting. He carefully painted the surrounding water and sky on the imperial desk in the cabin, wrote a new poem, and recited it to her one sentence at a time. She did not understand it, and he did not understand it either. The explanation was just a smile and a look of infinite joy \x0d\ \x0d\ On a whim, he suddenly said: "I will give you a portrait. "She knew that the emperor liked to be dignified, so he sat down properly and tried his best to look calm. He stared at her for a long time, his eyes so focused, like the fiery red maples on the shore, as if they were about to burn people's sight.

After what seemed like a long time, he lowered his head to the plain silk and sketched several strokes with light ink. He was moving the brush freely, and suddenly he stopped painting. She was sitting very close to the imperial desk, and when she saw that the face had been drawn on the thin silk, and the profile looked so familiar, she asked: "Why didn't the emperor draw any more?" The emperor threw the pen on the inkstone, and there was a "pop" sound. , a few ink dots splashed out, and she said lightly: "I won't draw anymore, it's boring." \x0d\ \x0d\ , she said with a smile: "The emperor painted the concubine beautifully?" The jade-like beauty on the silk has slightly different eyebrows and eyes. She is as delicate as Liao Ran's morning star, and like the curtain rolling in the west wind, the cut chrysanthemums. , although it is just an outline, it is lifelike. She was lost in thought when she suddenly heard the emperor's command: "Put it down." She called out: "Your Majesty." He still had the same indifferent expression: "I tell you to put it down." \x0d\ \x0d\ She knew that the emperor was angry , but this is the first time that there is no reason to ignore everything. She put the silk back on the table as if she was angry, and said to both of them: "I take my leave." He had always been willing to accommodate her petty nature, even with a hint of indulgence, and always smiled when she was getting angry. This time, he turned around and called Li Dequan: "Send Master off the boat." \x0d\ \x0d\　For a moment, I just felt extremely disappointed. After all, I was young and energetic, and I felt like I couldn't get over it. After leaving the royal boat and taking a small boat back to the shore, I was still angry. Stepping on the bluestone, I suddenly looked up and saw someone coming with flowers and willows. I thought it was a eunuch waiting on an errand, so I wanted to order him to call his maid, so he said: "Hey, come here." \x0d \ \x0d\　Hearing the greeting, the man turned around instinctively. She was surprised. He was not a eunuch. He was about thirty years old. He was wearing a black satin tuanfu robe and an azure batulu vest. On his head was just a black satin hat with a red velvet knotted top, but he wore a yellow belt around his waist, so he was clearly a prince. \x0d\ \x0d\　The eunuch following the prince had already made a greeting: "Master." \x0d\ \x0d\ "Yin_Greetings to my mother and concubine." He has eyes as dark as the night. Although the princes have different looks, this Yi__'s eyes are clear and bright. She said politely: "Fourth Master, please wake up. I always heard that Sister De Fei was thinking about Fourth Brother." In fact, the fourth son of the Emperor was raised by Queen Xiaoyi since he was a child, and he was quite alienated from his biological mother. However, when he met like this, he had to try his best to find her. words to cover up the embarrassment. \x0d\ \x0d\ The fourth prince still looked very calm: "Yin_ just came into the garden to pay his respects to E Niang." There was no clue in her dark eyes. She had already heard about the fourth prince. He has a gloomy temperament and is the most elusive, but it turns out that's the case. \x0d\ \x0d\ According to the rules, concubines and adult princes in the harem should be avoided. It is inappropriate to meet them in such a hurry. Moreover, she is young, several years younger than the fourth prince in front of her. Being called mother and concubine by him made her feel uncomfortable. He stood up and said immediately: "Yin_Resign." She didn't remember anything else. She only remembered that the sunset that day stretched out in the mid-sky, colorful, shining on those maple leaves in full swing, making them even more brilliant, like They are the fireworks that bloom in the sky during the Lantern Festival. Such colorful patterns are called "Longevity without Borders" and are set off every year to make the emperor smile. She suddenly became melancholy. If she could live forever, would she really live forever? She thought of the emperor's face, which was slender and slender, with fine lines at the corners of his eyes that made his eyes always unfathomable. But Yin_ just now had a smooth face and bright eyes, just like the water in the sea, with a kind of anger under the calmness. She turned around and saw the dusk crow flying towards the plain forest in the distance, screaming. It was dusk all around, and the wonderful garden scenery gradually became blurry, like a dream. 　　 \x0d\ \x0d\　 The days that followed seemed to be still uneventful. The disputes in the previous dynasty spread to the harem by chance. When he deposed the prince, the emperor seemed to have aged ten years overnight. He didn't eat or drink for several days, and became seriously ill. There were many fights among his elder brothers, and the one who supported the eighth son of the emperor was the most vocal. Although the harem did not interfere with the government affairs of the previous dynasty, she could often tell that the emperor was unhappy. One night he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, and his cold hand touched her cheek. She woke up from her sleep, but he called her in a low voice: "Linlang.

” \x0d\ \x0d\ This was the first time she heard this name. The emperor’s hands were slightly rough, and there were calluses on the tiger’s mouth when holding a bow. The soft silk brocade quilt was rustled across, and he turned over. She fell asleep again. \x0d\ \x0d\ Later, she also forgot. \x0d\ \x0d\ Come on. It was a very lively day for the concubine. Several concubines in the harem had prepared a banquet. She was drunk with a lot of wine. In the end, she took off her evening makeup and looked at the dowry. In the glass mirror on the bed, her cheeks were still hot and as bright as peach blossoms. She looked at herself in the mirror in a daze. She was beautiful after all. She was thirty-six years old, and she looked as if she was in her twenties. Can she continue to be so beautiful until the end of time? \x0d\ \x0d\ Another four years later, the emperor was already looking old, but he still came to talk to her every few days. She politely asked her to raise a prince. The emperor thought for a while and said: "I know what you mean. My brothers are all grown up, so I will pick one from the emperor's grandson to take care of you, and it will be the same." After pondering for a moment, he said: "Hongli from the fourth family is very good. I will order someone to bring him to the palace tomorrow to show you." The emperor was always careful and said again: "There are many disputes in the palace. I just said that I would leave it to you and your concubine to raise me together." "Concubine Tong has a distinguished position, so she can avoid a lot of gossip, and she felt a little warm in her heart. \x0d\ \x0d\" The grandson whose nickname is "Yuan Shou" has a pair of dark and bright eyes, and is very polite and polite. Sensible and cute. With him, the whole palace seemed to be filled with laughter. She would often forget all her troubles when she came back from the study every day. In the book, Yuan Shou, although young, is extremely competitive, with a childish voice, reciting "The Theory of Love and Lotus" aloud: "The flowers of water and land, grass and trees, are very cute. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums; since the Li and Tang Dynasties, the world has loved peonies; I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained; Jingzhi?" The emperor sat cross-legged on the kang, smiling and listening. She sat on the small stool, and her heart was filled with warm joy. \x0d\ \x0d\ After Yuan Shou returned home, he returned to the palace. She paid her respects, presented some Xiangzhi pills, and said, "I'll give my wife a break from the summer heat. "Grandma is called "Mrs." in Manchu. The child always called her this way. She smiled and took him into her arms and asked, "Did your mother ask you to come in?" Yuan Shou looked at her with a pair of bright black eyes and said, "No, it's Amma." "The Ama he was talking about was, of course, the fourth son of the emperor, Yin_. She couldn't help being slightly startled, and Yuan Shou said: "Ama asked Yuan Shou about his situation in the palace, and he was very grateful to his wife. " She suddenly remembered many years ago, under the red maple sky in Changchun Garden, the dark and deep eyes of the tall and tall fourth prince. She reached out and stroked Yuan Shou's black and smooth hair, and sighed softly. . \x0d\ \x0d\ What was to come finally came. On November 13, the 61st year of Kangxi's reign, the emperor died in Changchun Garden. \x0d\ \x0d\ None of the concubines and princes were with him. After receiving the imperial edict, she was the fourth son of the emperor. She didn't care about all this, because she knew from the moment she heard the bad news that her life was already divided. From now on, she would be a concubine without a son to rely on. The 6-year-old concubine. \x0d\ \x0d\ Although Concubine Tong was nominally in charge of the Sixth Palace, she was actually in charge of most of the affairs in the harem. She was numb. After more than twenty years in the palace, she had enjoyed all the kindness he had given her, but there was still today, the day she was away from him. She didn’t know whether she was mourning the past or the future. Perhaps, she was. Is there still a future? \x0d\ \x0d\ In addition to crying every day, she also had to cheer up to check the relics of Emperor Daxing. The chief consultant of Qianqing Palace had red and swollen eyes, holding a box of red sandalwood and said. "Is this what Long Live Lord put beside my pillow?" She couldn't finish her sentence, and she couldn't speak. She saw that the box was extremely delicate and tightly sealed. She was afraid that it was something important, so she said to the consultant: "This. Leave it to the outside world?" As soon as the words came out, he felt that it was inappropriate. He thought about it and said, "It's better to invite the emperor.

"\x0d\ \x0d\" The consultant was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that she was referring to the successor emperor. Although it was against the rules, he knew that the matter was important, perhaps extremely important, and he was afraid of being involved, so he went to invite him in person. The emperor's filial piety reflected his pale and bloodless face. After entering the palace, he greeted the concubine as the emperor would do. When he looked up, his eyes were hunched over after being awake for several days, and their eyes were completely bloodshot. However, Yuan Shou's bright eyes looked exactly like him. The light in the palace was dim, and the curtains everywhere were white. It looked like it was covered with a layer of fine dust, and everything was dim and dull. The setting sun shone on it, making it look even more depressed. She paused and said, "This box is a relic of Emperor Daxing, because it was placed beside the imperial pillow. It must be something important, so I specially invited the emperor to present it to him. \x0d\ \x0d\ The emperor said oh, and Su Peisheng, the eunuch in charge behind him, took it. The emperor only ordered: "Open it." "His temperament was always severe. Su Peisheng didn't dare to question after he said something. He immediately took a copper solder and pried open the small copper lock. Inside the box was a yellow silk padding, but there was no written order. There was only a flat gold embroidered lock. Purse. She was extremely surprised, and the emperor was slightly startled. He reached out and picked up the purse. He saw that the front of the purse was embroidered with a dragon pattern in gold thread, and the bottom was decorated with bright yellow tassels. It was obviously a royal item. The emperor opened the purse without thinking. , but inside is a white jade pendant, which is warm in the tentacles, with words engraved on it with gold wire, which are "deep love will not last long, strong will be humiliating; a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade." "Under the jade pendant, there was a lock of woman's hair, which was fine, warm and soft, with a strange fragrance. \x0d\ \x0d\" Seeing the embarrassment, she coughed lightly and said, "It turns out it's not an important document." "The emperor said: "Since it is the late emperor's personal belongings, there must be some deep meaning in it, so I asked my mother and concubine to collect it on my behalf. "So she offered the purse and reached out to take it. Then she remembered that this behavior was extremely unruly and silently looked at the emperor. Unexpectedly, he happened to raise his eyes and glanced at her face. She couldn't help but feel shocked. Suddenly. \x0d\ \x0d\ On the second day of the funeral, something happened before the death of Emperor Daxing. The successor emperor was Concubine De. Although Concubine De had not yet taken the title of Queen Mother, her title had been determined. She was the one who led all the concubines to cry every day. Unexpectedly, Concubine De entered the hall where Concubine Ling was staying, but Concubine Yi ordered someone to carry her soft couch in front of Concubine De. The concubine was in a slight commotion. \x0d\ \x0d\ She knelt in the crowd, still feeling numb in her heart. Why did Concubine Yi suffer from such contempt for the new emperor? She complained a lot, but no one dared to question her openly. Concubine Yi's failure to show respect to the new queen mother was like a slap in the face to the emperor. \x0d\ \x0d\ At dusk, she went to see Concubine Yi. The concubine is still ill, and she just smiled sadly when she saw her: "Good sister, if I can go with Emperor Daxing, it will be considered a blessing for me. "There was also a chill in her heart. The late emperor passed away, and they, the concubines, would have to move to Xisansuo. Especially since she had no children, how would she be able to survive the long days ahead. But she comforted Concubine Yi and said: " Sister, just for Brother Jiu, you have to take care of yourself. " Mentioning her beloved youngest son, Concubine Yi couldn't help but take a breath and said, "Am I just worried about Lao Jiu?" After a moment, she suddenly burst into tears: "Linlang is lucky after all, and can die before the emperor." ” \x0d\ \x0d\ She didn’t feel it at first, but like thunder, with the sound of wind and rain behind it, the name was vague and clear in her memory, as if it was crucial, but she couldn’t remember where she had heard it. , so he blurted out and asked: "Who is Linlang? "Yifei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is this the Eighth Prince's E Niang? She has been gone for eleven years. It's better than today to watch people being used as knives and slaves and me as fish and meat. ” \x0d\ \x0d\ It was so thrilling, not because of the sentence “I’m a swordsman, but for fish and meat”, but I suddenly recalled the same cold winter month in the fiftieth year of Kangxi, when it was snowing heavily, and Li Dequan, who was waiting for the emperor’s daily life, sent people. Report, the emperor's holy bow is against the will.

She went to visit An in the snow, and vaguely heard the conversation between Li Dequan and the imperial doctor outside the Nuan Pavilion. She pieced together a few fragmentary sentences: \x0d\ \x0d\ "Long live the Lord seemed to have a nightmare, and it became easy for him later. After sleeping peacefully, the funeral letter from Chu Xiugong arrived. At that time, Long live the Lord vomited out a mouthful of blood? The vomit was all over his clothes? Look, it has turned purple now?" \x0d\ \x0d\ Imperial Physician Her voice was even lower: "Is it because the heartache is so severe that the blood does not return to the heart?" \x0d\ \x0d\ The emperor did not see her because the eunuchs told her that the Eighth Prince was coming, so she had to avoid it first, but later heard that Eighth Prince was coming. The emperor cried bitterly for several hours in front of the emperor, his voice was hoarse and his throat was hoarse from crying. The emperor couldn't help but feel sad when he saw his son like this. He didn't even have dinner, and reduced his diet for several days. Finally, he was spared and deposed. The eighth prince who was greatly criticized when he was the prince. However, not long after the prince was restored to power, he was deposed again. Since then, the emperor has been intermittently bowing, and his health has been good and bad, and he is not as good as before. \x0d\ \x0d\ She clearly remembered that in a quiet night, when she dreamed back at midnight, the emperor once called out "Linlang." The name was actually filled with deep love, and the past collapsed, and she Everything that ever was. That woman with peaceful features suddenly became clearer than ever in her memory. The outlines are clear, and the pain is so familiar that it is inevitable. It turns out to be her, it turns out to be her. My favorite for more than twenty years turned out to be her. 　　 \x0d\ \x0d\　 Just like the funniest joke, not a single bit of everything I believe in belongs to me. She thought of the emperor's outlines drawn one by one on the plain silk, his brows vaguely moving. Why was he angry? Because his strokes were as smooth as clouds and flowing water, as if he had already described the face a thousand times and ten thousand times in his mind, so he waved it away. Just, without any hesitation. He hid it so well. He hid it from himself and everyone. I'm afraid he even hid it from himself. But you can't deceive your heart, you can't deceive the deepest memory in your heart. There are the most distinct marks there. As long as you pick up the pen, you will unknowingly outline the marks. \x0d\ \x0d\ This half of my life has turned out to be just a big joke. She had been pampered by the ninety-five-year-old emperor for half her life, but not even half of this pampering was given to her. What else does she have? She actually has nothing, in this deep and silent palace. \x0d\ \x0d\ The weeping in front of the Daxing Emperor's Zi Palace that day was not the heartbreaking wail at first, nor the excruciating weeping afterwards, but silent tears, as if they were about to shed a lifetime of tears. , all drained away at this moment. She didn't know how long she had been kneeling in front of the soul. She only felt that her eyes were so swollen and painful that it was difficult to open her eyes, her hands and feet were numb and weak, but her heart was even more hopelessly numb. After the funeral, fewer and fewer concubines came to Qianqing Palace to cry. It turns out that no matter how deep the sadness is, it can slowly cool down. The setting sun shone into the deep, lonely palace, stretching her lonely figure into an elder. \x0d\ \x0d\ She stood up slowly and walked to His Majesty Dan. Suddenly her vision went dark and she fell down. It didn't take long before I gradually woke up. Several eunuchs around her were anxious. She felt dizzy and closed her eyes again. When she opened them, she saw that the leader was Su Peisheng, the chief eunuch. It turned out that she had been helped to the veranda of Qianqing Palace. \x0d\ \x0d\ She struggled to sit up, and the emperor told Su Peisheng, "Go and summon the imperial physician." She shook her head and said, "No need." It must have been that the water and rice had not been eaten that day, and she had cried too much just now. It took a long time, so he fainted and fell to the ground. Since she said this, Su Peisheng didn't know whether he should obey the order or not. She was supposed to be a concubine, but she had to obey the holy order. Just as he was hesitating, the emperor already signaled him to stop. Only then did she realize that this was the east veranda of the Qianqing Palace, where the emperor would "sit on the ground during the day and sleep on the thatch at night." She thought everyone was at a loss just now, so they helped her here. \x0d\ \x0d\ The emperor was still very polite, and under such circumstances, he had to find something to say, so he said: "In the past, Hongli was in the palace and was taken care of by his mother and concubine." She replied: "The emperor is polite, The fourth elder brother is talented and lovable." Then the hall became silent again, only a deep coldness, and you could hear the ticking clock on the kang table behind you.