Chapter 414: Lingshan ancestor worship
Chapter 414 Lingshan ancestor worship
——Jing Fei has a miscarriage.
After hearing this, Emperor Qingming didn't say much, only confessed that he wanted Jing Concubine to be healthy and healthy.
Disheartened, I only waited for such a sentence, but did not see the Qingming concubine who came here, lying on the bed and hugging the quilt tightly, but still felt extremely cold all over, as if I had fallen into the ice cellar. middle.
Failed to keep this dragon son... will she be completely disgusted by your majesty in the future?
Emperor Qingming never came, the queen, as the master of the Sixth Palace, quickly brought her maid to Yuxiu Palace.
The queen sat on the edge of the bed, and asked about the physical condition of Concubine Jing softly.
The Concubine Jing, who was sitting on the bedside, wept as she listened. One could not hold back the empress and started crying.
"Sister, how can you say that the life of your concubine is so bitter!"
For the other party who has a pregnant queen, she called her sister's smooth transition when she was not pregnant, and the queen could only sigh.
But anyway, it is indeed a very uncomfortable thing for a woman to lose her child.
The queen gently patted Concubine Jing’s back and comforted a few words.
"It's all the fault of the concubines, you shouldn't have gone with your majesty to Quanheshan, otherwise, would you invite some evil things..." Jing Concubine choked with regret.
The queen sighed slightly: "It's not your fault."
is not the fault of evil things, nor is it the fault of evil things.
After all, the blame can only be blamed on the emperor for committing too many evils.
Seeing that Concubine Jing couldn't stop crying, the queen could only persuade: "The most urgent task now is to raise your body. You are still so young, and after raising your body, are you afraid that you won't have a chance in the future?"
Concubine Jing cried for a while, raised her head, and looked at the dignified and gentle empress with tears. The precautions in her heart disappeared unconsciously: "Is there really a chance for the concubine?"
Will your Majesty really be left out of her for this?
Besides--
"Even if the concubine still has a chance, next time, will he still be a prince?"
I just want to be pregnant with the prince and stand at the pinnacle of life. It is not straightforward. The queen listened to her and guessed that this person should be really stimulated. If it is not comforted, it is possible to go crazy. ...
Thinking like this, the queen’s voice became lighter and softer: “Don’t worry, this kid is only going back temporarily, and will come back soon.”
Unexpectedly, when these words came out, Jing Fei's tears fell even more fiercely.
The Queen Empress did not say this, she almost forgot-
"That day, the national teacher said that he would overtake the child in his concubine's womb. Now this child may have run away long ago..."
The queen was a little surprised.
this……
However, she felt that even if the national teacher did not give overdue, 80% of this child would have to run without looking back. Which one is better than being the emperor’s son?
"Sister..." Concubine Jing grabbed a sleeve of the queen, and asked with teary eyes, "Isn't the concubines going to the imperial mausoleum in a while?"
"Don't think about it anymore." The queen looked at her: "I just said it. It is the most important thing to maintain a good body."
The dowry grandmother on the side also said distressedly: "Yes, the little confinement child has to sit for a full month, so the mother can raise it with peace of mind."
As a woman, if you don’t even know how to cherish your body, do you still expect a man to cherish it for you?
Knowing that there is really no way to follow this time, Concubine Jing nodded disappointedly.
On the other side, the Royal Concubine Rong in Yongfu Palace leaned against the imperial concubine couch and held her shoulders on her shoulders. Hearing Gong E's remarks about the miscarriage of Concubine Jing, there was a sarcasm from her lips.
"In the few days I just came back from Quanhe Palace, I still thought about showing off with my own palace. It's a joke."
In this palace, just being pregnant with a dragon heir can be regarded as what kind of ability, and being able to give birth safely is the real blessing.
Concubine Rong looked at the baby who had just been coaxed to sleep by the nurse on the small bed, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes.
She raised her hand, indicating that the maid behind her does not need to press again, Shi Shiran stood up.
Behind the screen, several court ladies are preparing the clothing and jewelry to be brought along during the sacrifice of the imperial mausoleum.
Although it is possible to leave in six days, it is necessary to prepare it in advance in order to ensure the details.
"Bring this one too."
Rong noble concubine's slender finger points to a silver-red embroidered white plum double-breasted jade buckle cloak on a sandalwood carved ganoderma lucidum hanger.
The maidservant took a look and reminded softly: "This time the empress is going with her majesty to worship the ancestors. With such a bright color, she may be used by those historians to make a fuss..."
"When sacrificing sacrifices, you have to wear sacrificial clothing. How do they wear the private uniforms in this palace, do they also care?" Concubine Rong sneered disapprovingly: "This palace will bring this one."
Seeing the palace maid’s response, she carefully folded it into the cage, and a faint smile flashed in Concubine Rong’s eyes.
He, I like to see her wearing silver and red the most.
……
In a blink of an eye, it was the day to go to the Lingshan imperial mausoleum to worship.
The sky was a bit gloomy today, but fortunately it did not rain, which also saved the guards from the scorching sun.
In a line of cars, in the carriage of Princess Yufeng, a person who shouldn't have got in.
Xu Mingyi helped the two bead flowers on the top of his head, one left and one right, and asked: "Can you still make it by looking at it?"
Shi Shi, the maid of Princess Yufeng, smiled and nodded: "At first glance, I really don't recognize Miss Xu."
The girl in her eyes wears the same cyan ratio armour as her, with the same hanging updo, her eyebrows and skin color have been carefully modified.
"It's enough if you don't recognize it at first glance." Xu Mingyi put down his hand and straightened his sleeves and said.
She will appear in front of people as little as possible, and this appearance is enough to make her get through.
Of course, it doesn’t matter if someone is spotted and recognized. She is following Jiaojiao this time—as long as you don’t poke any big baskets, two little girls who have never been very disciplined get together and play a little bit more foolishly. No one cares about anything.
"You want to be by my side, what kind of maid are you." Princess Yufeng looked at his friend, raised his eyebrows and said: "It's better to follow as a pretty boy, you can be more like it."
"You are going to worship the ancestors on this trip. If you still bring a face, you are not afraid to provoke the ancestors' anger?" Xu Mingyi took two sips of tea from Shi Shi.
Princess Yufeng thought for a while, nodded and said, “That’s true. Xie Dingning always told me that before my grandfather died, he treated me very well. It’s really not appropriate to provoke him.”
While speaking, he looked at his friend who was eating tea, and asked: "Speaking of which, why do you follow to Lingshan this time?"
To go back and forth more than 600 miles, plus the ancestor worship, it will take at least eight or nine days. You have to pretend to be a servant girl when you go in and out, so you are not tired.
"I am idle at home." Xu Mingyi put aside his tea cup.
"I never found out that you still like to go to such occasions. You are obviously the one who is most afraid of trouble in everything." Princess Yufeng looked at his friend suspiciously, with a meaningful tone: "Xu Zhaozhao, you shouldn't be ..."
(End of this chapter)