Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Ling Yi

The time is cold, and the winter clouds are dark. After the emperor's trial of Chunchan, it was already dark.Chunchan couldn't help asking a few more questions, and explained what she knew clearly.Decades of grievances, life and death, mixed with a woman's favor and ambition, spit out one by one with her lips, teeth and saliva. The emperor was completely expressionless when he heard it at the end, "You are willing to say it so clearly, does it mean that the kneeling imperial concubine has always valued you." Chunchan was trembling all over, but her words were still clear, "Lan Cui is dead, and Jin Zhong is also dead. Maybe one day the imperial concubine will be killed by a servant."

The emperor nodded, "Only those who know how to cherish life can live a long time. I will spare your life. Remember to keep your mouth shut." Unexpectedly, Chunchan still had her life left, so she was so happy that she kowtowed desperately, only to be dragged down by Li Yu. In the deep and quiet palace room, a large white ivory screen inlaid with glass and painted with gold flowers and birds separated the interrogation just now. On one side of the screen, magnolia incense rose from the hollow gap of the gilded flower and bird incense burner. The woody fragrance is specific and slightly spicy. The incense seems to have burned most of it, and the room is full of curling incense, with a chilling atmosphere, which makes people feel desperate.

The emperor was very calm and called out: "Come out." Yan Wan came out hesitantly, not daring to look at the man sitting upright with silent eyes like a deep pool.Her feet were like stepping on thorns, dripping blood with every step.After a few steps forward, she finally collapsed to the ground. The emperor looked at her quietly, "Have you been wronged by what Chunchan said?" Deep fear, like thin ice cracks on the glaze, lightly covered the whole body in an instant. Yan Wan's eyes were straightened, her throat was extremely dry, but she still endured the pain and uttered broken syllables, "Your Majesty, my concubine is wronged..."

"Wronged?" The emperor sneered, "If you feel wronged, I will carefully examine everyone around you. Zuolu, Wang Chan, for some time you also had contacts with Princess Hejing, I might as well ask my beloved daughter, Maybe you can hear more than what Chunchan said." Yan Wan was terrified to the extreme, and suddenly her heart relaxed, she raised her eyes coldly, and decided to go all out, "Since Ulanara passed away, the emperor has been suspicious of his concubines for many years, is he finally willing to ask questions?" The emperor's eyes were full of jokes: "Then how do you plan to solve my confusion?"

"The concubine didn't kill her." Yan Wan said this sentence calmly and confidently.It was Ruyi who committed suicide, but she didn't do it. The emperor was not surprised by her statement, "Oh, you only deny this matter, which means that the things Chunchan confessed about your harm are all true?" Yan Wan saw that the pressure was overwhelming, she trembled all over, and suddenly became brave, "Yes! It's all done by the concubine, so what? If the concubine is not for herself, who can be a concubine? All concubines are forced of." That was her heartbreaking appeal, the emperor didn't care at all, but said in a cold tone: "You all say that you are being persecuted, the imperial concubine Shujia is, and so are you. It seems that you have this reason to do anything that is unreasonable. It’s all justified, isn’t it?”

Yan Wan knew that in the eyes of the emperor, she was just a mouse being teased. The years of teasing and teasing, the lingering between her teeth and claws, dragged her down so much that she could not survive, nor could she die.That being the case, it was nothing more than death. "It's just a life, the emperor wants to take it." The emperor smiled: "At this time, you can still be so decisive. After all, you are better than ordinary people. No wonder you can climb to this position. Okay, you come. You come." The emperor waved to her, and was as close as ever, Yan Wan was sweating coldly, and struggled to back away.The emperor remained silent, got up slowly, and approached Yan Wan.His fingertips were cold, without any warmth at all. He raised his sultry face and stared at it for a moment.He smiled resolutely, broke out suddenly, and slapped dozens of times.Yan Wan's eyes twinkled with gold stars, and her mind was sour and swollen, as if her mouth and nose were soaked in a vat of aged vinegar.There is a water and land dojo in my ears, the buzzing of cymbals, gongs, drums, and trumpets, making noise from far and near.

The emperor's voice rumbled like thunder. "You killed Jing Si, you killed Brother Thirteen, you killed the child of Zhen and Ruyi." Her head weighed thousands of catties, and she couldn't lift it at all. Only the warm liquid rolled over her head. Fall on the back of the hand, sleeves.She squinted her eyes for a long time before she realized that it was her own blood. So much blood dripped from the nasal cavity and the corners of the mouth.Yan Wan sobbed, like a wounded beast, struggling to die, "The concubine also killed Ulanara Ruyi. Your Majesty, are you very sad? Seeing you so sad, the concubine suddenly felt so happy! It's like walking on thin ice, and you can't sleep at night, and now you can really have a good time."

The emperor was so excited by her words that he lost his remaining peace.His gaze was like a sword, wishing he could dig out a few holes in her body.He hated it deeply, "You poisonous woman!" Yan Wan grinned, her snow-white teeth were stained with red blood, as if she was going to bite someone, "No matter how poisonous I am, I will still be doted on by you for half my life. I think it's very good. Haha, Your Majesty, don't blame me for killing you!" Ulanara Ruyi, you were the one who killed her. If it weren't for you, who would have hurt Ulanara Ruyi's heart, who would be able to part with her forever and never look back?"

The emperor sat down slumped, he was already sixty-five years old, how could he bear such piercing words.After the frenzied resentment, the coldness of remorse hit his heart, and he murmured sadly: "Ruyi, it's me who can't help Ruyi..." Yan Wan clapped her hands and smiled: "Happy, really happy." The emperor stared at her, "In the past few decades, you haven't had half a heart for me, so you can still be happy at this point." "Sincerely?" Yan Wan snorted, "Are you half-hearted towards your concubine? Your concubine is just a thing of yours. When you are happy, you hold your concubine, and when you are unhappy, you just step on the ground."

At night, the north wind blew heavily, and Yan Wan, with red and swollen eyes, knelt on the gold brick floor, letting the cold wind gather the tears on her face into ice, her body was already numb, and she didn't feel the pain in her knees. Sneering, looking up at the dying emperor beside the red flame of the candle. The emperor was silent for a moment, then took out a ring from his sleeve and dropped it, "Your sincerity is all for him, right?" It was a ruby ​​ring, it was really worthless, and it was obvious at a glance that it came from an ordinary folk silver shop. The ring rolled a few times on the brocade carpet and stopped at Yan Wan's feet, emitting a dim light.Yan Wan first saw the object she loved many years ago, and unconsciously crawled forward, clutching it tightly in the palm of her hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Why is this ring with you? Why is it with you?"

"What? Do you care?" The emperor bent down, taking a full view of her expression, "Ling Yunche, didn't you also kill her?" The little ring was in the palm of his hand, cold and hard.She seems to have found the comfort of eternal life, and she refuses to let go. Tears are falling, it is gratification, it is the joy of regaining what was lost.The person who gave the ring is long gone, and this kind of affection is enough for her to comfort the loss in her life in her hard-working days. The emperor was disgusted, "Your tears will stain my place." He raised his voice, "Come here." Li Yu had already prepared to go out, and was ready to come in respectfully. The emperor felt sick even if he said one more word, so he said, "Give it to her!" The bowl of soup medicine was as thick and black as ink, filled with hot air, exuding a charming sweet fragrance.This sudden fragrance is not like that of ordinary medicinal materials, she turned her face away in horror, not wanting to face it. Li Yu said softly: "The emperor prepared this bowl of drug for you, my lord. After taking it, you will experience severe pain, and your head and feet will look like a drug. It is the king of poisons." The will to survive deprived her of the courage she had just now, Yan Wan instinctively resisted: "No!" Li Yu approached with the medicine in his hand, "The emperor in the case of slaves ordered to fetch this thing. It's because among all the poisons, taking the machine medicine is the most painful, and it is used by the imperial concubine and empress." Yan Wan wanted to avoid struggling, and she walked beside the emperor on her knees, Pulling the hem of his robe and crying, "No! No! Your Majesty, I know my mistake, I know my mistake." The emperor kicked her away, like kicking off the dirt on the toe.Li Yu was half supporting and half coercing, "The imperial concubine must not struggle, think about your elder brothers and princesses, you don't want you to go and implicate them. You left smoothly, and the emperor will think of you in the future." You, too, should be less disgusted." It's all done once and for all, so that my children can live well!Is it?Yan Wan's muscles and bones were weak, and she didn't dare to resist anymore, so Li Yu pressed her chin, and fed her the decoction one mouthful at a time, without leaking a single drop. The entrance of the decoction is like a sharp sword cutting through the intestines and abdomen.She knew that it was a very strong poison, and it would take effect soon. The emperor said coldly: "Take her away, don't let her die here and pollute my Meiwu." Yan Wan smiled miserably, clasped her hands tightly, and was supported by Li Yu and Jin Bao and shoved into the sedan chair. Meiwu regained the silence that seemed like a deep pool of still water.No one dared to come in and disturb the aged emperor.The shattered plum blossoms in the hall were decorated as they were, and the emperor shed tears, "Ruyi, Ruyi, I once got your sincerity, and I gave you my sincerity, but heaven and man are separated forever, and I still lost you. Misunderstood you and Ling Yunche, it must hurt your heart... Ruyi... Where else can I find someone who treats me sincerely?" There is no sound in the surroundings, and the shadows of the past come to my mind. There are three or five butterflies spreading their wings lightly around the girl with a fan, flying around her lightly. There is a smile on the corner of her lips, and a pair of clear water-like eyes look at each other affectionately.Holding the apricot red satin skirt to wrap up the beautiful silk, the sun slowly ignited and hung down, and countless light pink cherry blossoms bloomed behind her. It was the green cherry blossoms of cardamom, Yingying was waiting, and the young prince Hongli stood by her side and depended on each other. Night shrouded the entire imperial capital, the fragrance of women's rouge, the silence of the palace, and the tenderness of the past sank together, just like the emperor's memory of the past. The effect of the medicine was severe, and Yan Wan was lying alone in the bedroom of Yongshou Palace.Everyone only said that she had gone to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to greet the emperor, and then returned quietly.Because of heart palpitations, only Chunchan came to serve at night, and the palace people were sent far away to serve outside, so no one knew what was going on inside the palace.The ground is covered with a thick woven gold blanket, which is as soft as cotton.Yan Wan was like a dead insect, her whole body convulsed, her head and feet almost touching, and a moan that didn't sound like a human voice came out from her throat.The internal organs were corroded layer by layer by the poison, and the pain from every inch of joint to every pore was unstoppable. She was just looking forward to it eagerly, why isn't she dead yet?Why are you still alive? Li Yu refused to leave, wanting to see her miserable situation, so he stood respectfully as the leader.There was deep hatred in his eyes, "Imperial concubine, selfish, I want to watch you suffer from the effects of the medicine." He said slowly, "The emperor chose the medicine of chance, not Hedinghong. You died too quickly. As for the slave, I specially discussed with Physician Jiang and adjusted the properties of the medicine. After you have suffered for three hours, you will not lose your breath until dawn." Yan Wan curled up into a ball in pain, watching her body mechanically convulsed, she said in a hoarse voice: "You are so cruel..." The paper was thickly pasted, blocking the cold north wind outside the window silently. The tree shadows in the courtyard kept shaking, and the mottled and shifting shadows behind Li Yu's head deserved the terrifying smile on his lips. "Compared to what you did to the empress of Yikun Palace, this is really nothing." He turned his head to look at the hourglass, "It's almost dawn, and your time is coming. The slave will leave first." He stepped back, the candlelight painted the window paper red, clusters of bright red flowers bloomed extremely warmly on the curtains.All her life, it was the prosperity and excitement she liked. The monotonous sound of the hourglass slowly ate away the last of her life.Yan Wan spat out the blood in her chest, seeing it splashed high, like a heart that refused to accept its fate, and would die on a high branch.The bright yellow imperial concubine's gown hangs neatly on the shelf, colorful phoenixes and colorful peonies, circling into auspicious lips, which should have been her perfect life. But at this moment, she asked for nothing. Yan Wan let go of her clenched palm, revealing a beautiful gemstone ring.Enduring the tearing pain, she tremblingly put the ring on her finger.This small movement exhausted her last strength, but it was also peaceful with the last breath of her life, "Brother Yunche, the only one I can't forgive in this life is you. You wait for me, I'm here, I'm here!" Came to find you." Vision blurred by the onset of toxicity.In a trance, Yan Wan saw her young self, dressed in a lady's attire, happily running towards Ling Yunche who was waiting at the other end of the long street. Yan Wan's heart was slightly sweet, that was perhaps the most memorable time in her life.It's a pity that after that, I no longer know how to cherish it. The ring trembled slightly at the fingertips, and the sweat slid down and rolled away.Yan Wan's eyes widened, but she didn't have the strength to retrieve the ring. With infinite regret, she stopped breathing. In the early morning of the twenty-ninth day of the first lunar month, Chunchan, who had served Yan Wan for many years, went in to cook according to the instructions left by Li Yu, and then found that the imperial concubine, who had passed away many years after the Yikun Palace and lived in the Six Palaces, froze in a weird and horrible way. Terrified posture, breathless.The black blood that flowed from the seven orifices was as expected.While panicking, she forced herself to calm down, and quickly wiped away the bloodstains that looked like flaws with trembling hands.Then he told everyone with a sad cry that the imperial concubine passed away suddenly because of palpitations. The emperor was naturally sad.The imperial concubine starts from the maid of honor, and is honored to the imperial concubine, with the same rank as the deputy empress.The emperor even gave birth to four sons and two daughters, and he was favored for a lifetime, which shows the prosperity of kindness.The emperor was very sad, and the funeral ceremony was extraordinarily grand, and he appointed the title of "Ling Yi" as the title. He was buried with the honor of an imperial concubine, and a newly formed water lotus tourmaline was enshrined beside her to express his grief. Amidst the howling and mourning of the crowd, there was only a little doubt that could not be erased, why the imperial concubine who was loved by the emperor was famously pursued by the emperor's least favorite woman.Finally one day, the young 17th elder brother Yonglin blurted out, even the winking Yongyan couldn't stop him. Hearing the words, the emperor was filled with grief, and he stroked his forehead and wept bitterly. He repeatedly called the word "Yi" to the prince below his knees, which is a good word and good deed. , to comfort the old father.And among the palace people talking in private, it's just because of the death of the emperor's noble concubine, who is actually three points like the queen of Yikun Palace back then.That was also the most taboo thing for Imperial Concubine Ling Yi when she was alive.It's just the past, the two of them have separated, and after a while of hustle and bustle, no one mentions it anymore.It's just because of the emperor's deep love for the imperial concubine Lingyi. After the imperial concubine Lingyi passed away, Chunchan, who had served her for many years, had nowhere to go. The emperor also comforted her and gave her a house with three entrances. , and assigned two maidservants to wait on her, and allowed her to go out of the palace to live in peace.Speaking of it, this is also a blessing that a lifetime of slaves can hardly hope for. In Yishi, everyone praises the emperor for his concubine, and the people of Enze Palace are deeply affectionate. And only Li Yu knew that Chunchan, who was carried away by a small sedan chair, could not speak except for ahhh in horror.While looking at her nanny, she said: "Chunchan, the emperor is gracious, because you have confessed to that person's crimes for many years, you have left a life for you, and I want you to die forever. Otherwise, you think it is just a bowl Is dumb medicine so simple? Take good care of yourself." Chunchan shook her head weakly, and suddenly remembered the appearance of Lan Cui's death that year. She shivered and curled up in fear, but there was a sorrow in her heart, "Lan Cui, Lan Cui, the young master refused to protect you. On that day, I knew that sooner or later I would follow your path. I have no choice but to listen to the emperor. Who, who can beat the emperor?" Chunchan's tears fell suddenly, death is worse than life, no matter what she did, after all, Yan Wan died, Lan Cui died, and she was the only one alive, even if she lived silently forever. At that time, the emperor's fifteenth son, Yongyan, was still fifteen years old, and suddenly lost his mother, and he had a younger brother, Yonglin, who was said to be lonely.The emperor only asked the concubine Chen to take care of her.This is not a big deal in the palace, because although Concubine Chen has been in the palace for a long time and has deep qualifications, she has been unfavored for a long time and is extremely unknown.And the one who was ordered to raise Yongyan before was also Concubine Qing with high status and seniority.Presumably, the sudden acceptance of this entrustment by Concubine Wan is probably because she is a diligent and law-abiding person.The emperor also looked at him with special favor. Although he was still unlucky, he made offerings according to the ratio of noble concubines on weekdays, and he felt sorry for her hard work in taking care of the two princes. But in the end, the emperor gave Concubine Wan such kindness, but he didn't promote her to the position.It was not until the fifty-ninth year of Qianlong that she was promoted to the rank of concubine Wan, and she was considered to live and grow old with the emperor. Naturally, this is another story. In those later years, most of the emperor's leisure time was spent in Changchun Palace thinking about Empress Xiaoxian.Occasionally in Maywood, he would listen to the little boys singing "On the Wall" and hold a piece of silk in his mind. The actors leisurely sang love words, "The curtains are curled with shrimp whiskers, the deserted and green windows are vermilion houses, suffocating me and living alone. When I fall, I think of golden shackles, jade locks, and romantic prisons." Guqing is long and long, wandering in this forbidden city. In this solitude, the emperor is also tired.He was already an old man with white beard and hair, sitting alone sadly, dejected and speechless, only tiredness and sadness filled his cloudy eyes.He exerted a slight force on his right wrist, turning it once and for a while, with a strong and powerful pen, and solemnly wrote on the yellow paper, "Chuan is located in Yongyan, the fifteenth son of the emperor". The fine lines on his fingers are the silent traces after being heavily eroded by wind, frost and loneliness.His gesture was heavy but without hesitation, he carefully folded the yellow paper in his hand, stored it in the brocade box, and sealed it with wax. Li Yu stood far outside Su Ling's coiled dragon curtain, and when the emperor finished his answer, he dared to approach with a cup of tea, and respectfully said, "Drink tea, your majesty, moisten your throat." The brocade box seemed to weigh a thousand catties, the emperor weighed it slightly, and said with a wry smile: "I have never done such a thing, I don't want to, but I do it so smoothly and familiarly, as if I have done it many times." Li Yu didn't dare to raise his head, and bent his waist to look more humble and respectful, "The matter of storing the throne is related to the lifeline of the country. The emperor hangs on his heart day and night. There is no time to relax, so he is naturally familiar." The emperor let out a soft hiss, and slowly stroked the texture of the twin dragons out of the clouds on the silk tapestry on the brocade box, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know if Huang Ama was the same as I am today, feeling relieved and uneasy." Li Yu leaned over and kowtowed solemnly, "The first emperor was a wise emperor through the ages, so he chose the emperor to take over the world. The emperor is born out of blue, and he will definitely choose a benevolent emperor for the common people in the world." The emperor looked at him, with a faint trace of weakness and pain flashing in his eyes, "The prince I prefer cannot remain in the world, so that I am about to grow old, but I have to choose a young master. After careful consideration and consideration, this is the only way to go." "He instructed lightly, "After dark, you accompany me to Qianqing Palace, and I will personally put it behind the upright plaque." Li Yu lowered his head and gritted his teeth, showing the most sincere and respectful smile, "I obey the order. I understand that everything the emperor does is for the sake of the Qing Dynasty. Like Han Wu Tang Zong, the Ming Dynasty will last forever." The emperor was slightly distracted, and his smile was as cold as autumn frost, "Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty missed Prince Li in his later years. The deaths of Empress Yiji Wei and Prince Li were unknown, so he was even more wary of the mistress Zhuang, and killed Mrs. Zhao, Gouyi, to benefit the youngest son. What I have done is really a bit like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty." "Although the slave is dull, he has also heard of operas. Emperor Wu is a great man, and he put aside his personal feelings in order to seek stability in the country. If Tang Taizong didn't have the shock of Xuanwumen, how could there be peace and prosperity? And with the emperor's careful training, why worry about the young master not becoming a Mingjun ? The Qing Dynasty has lasted for ten thousand years, and everything depends on the emperor." Li Yu said sincerely, with old tears flashing in his eyes, which seemed to be very emotional.He was startled suddenly, as if he knew what he said was inappropriate, he immediately slapped his backhand, and said in panic: "The emperor forgives the sin, but this slave talks about government affairs indiscriminately, he should be killed immediately!" The emperor waved his hand, "Forget it. You are just talking about drama, and nothing else." He sighed silently, "Li Yu, I am getting old, and you are the only old man around who can talk. You have so many princes Princess, there are countless Sangongs and Sixth Courtyards, you are perfect in martial arts, and your blessings are so great that even God is jealous!" The bitter smile on the corner of the emperor's lips became more and more faint, and finally turned into a trace of mournful helplessness, "It's not the heavens who are jealous, it's me who forced me to be a loner." Li Yu couldn't help but hurriedly said: "The emperor sits on the world, the emperor..." The emperor was not happy, and interrupted him: "I told you to go to Wulanala... to offer wine in front of Ruyi's spirit, have you gone?" Li Yu lowered his hands, and said with emotion: "Go back to the emperor, the servant has already gone. I will also tell Empress Wulanara about the matter of Ling Yigui, and I hope her spirit in heaven can comfort her." He hesitated slightly, but still said with fear: "Your Majesty, please forgive this slave's death penalty. In fact, after Ulanara's empress passed away, the slave and Jiang Taiyi and his wife never stopped at the Four Seasons Palace to offer sacrifices." The emperor shuddered slightly, but there was no trace of joy or sorrow on his face, he just said slowly: "In the past, I would have blamed you for the crime of concealment. But after seeing Wanbi at night, I will thank you, Li Yu. "His eyes were heavy like after the first break of a shower, "Ruyi has always blamed me, thinking that I didn't regard her as a wife, unlike a folk couple who cherish and take care of each other, and only then gradually drifted away, never to be the same as before. I also I have been angry all the time, so I only treat her funeral with the imperial concubine's etiquette, and even live in the same underground palace as the imperial concubine Chunhui." Li Yu said: "Your Majesty, among the noble concubines of Gu Nian, only Imperial Concubine Chunhui has a good relationship with Empress Ulanara, you..." "Ruyi is a person who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. If the imperial concubine Chunhui is cowardly and obedient, I will not be like this with her. She had a rebellious personality during her lifetime, and after her death, I hope she can also have a little bit of the disposition of the imperial concubine Chunhui." .Don’t be strangers to me again.” Li Yu's face was full of mourning, "Your Majesty, Empress Wulanara is always wrong, but you have always allowed her to be buried in Yuling, and you didn't build a mausoleum for her, but only buried in the imperial concubine's dormitory, and you didn't even have your own treasure certificate. There is no god card, and there is no sacrifice after death. Now that the emperor knows that many of them are Ulanara empresses, it is also wronged, why not allow her to face after death and treat her a little more favorably." The emperor's eyes were like knives, he lingered on his face, and he looked up to the sky for a long time and sighed, "Li Yu, I have had disputes with Ruyi many times, but the thing I hate the most is that she is envious of ordinary couples outside the palace, and she will marry me ninety-five years ago. Where is the honor? Where is the love between me and her for many years? Maybe she is not happy to be my wife. She wants to be a concubine, and I will make it difficult for her to be a concubine in the Forbidden Imperial City! " Li Yu said cautiously: "After all, the emperor is willing to fulfill a little wish of Empress Ulanara." The emperor's sigh was moist and desolate, "Perhaps it was a long, long time before I realized that the decisions I thought were correct back then were the source of regret later. But the past is, after all, the past." He sighed Endless, with a slightly cool tone, "What I can do is nothing more than the same. If a god card is set up, the overflow number is chased, and the portrait of the concubine is left behind, the history books will record her as a single character. Then she can only be a part of the Forbidden City for life after life. A lonely soul, her soul is bound by the red wall, and she is not allowed to wander where she wants to go. I kept her for a lifetime with my name, but I couldn't give her the emotion and respect she wanted. Abandoning her may also be letting her go." Li Yu paused, but still dared to say: "But in the end the emperor understood the truth and decided to avenge Empress Wulanara." The emperor sadly said: "But Ruyi and I have a lot of misunderstandings, which cannot be solved in this life, and no one can solve it." He was silent for a moment, "Li Yu, pass on the decree. From now on, the choice of concubine will no longer be necessary." There are women from the Ulanara clan, and let their descendants all have an ordinary husband and wife to grow old." Li Yu nodded in agreement, bowed down and knelt down three times, "The servant understands the emperor's intentions. Empress Wulanara knows and will understand." In the long silence, only the night wind was wandering, blowing away Su Ling's ripples like water, and under the reflection of the candlelight, it seemed like peach blossoms dipped in water were a little bit blush. That kind of dark red, if you look at it for a long time, it looks like a lonely and proud red plum in the snow, it hurts your eyes when it shakes.The emperor looked at the pink and green paint around him, shining gold and jade, as if he had become the plum vase with gilt and enamel pastel on the ancient shelf, standing alone on a high place, so weak that he couldn't find anything.He was filled with sorrow, "I have lost most of the love between husband and wife, the respect of concubines, the blessings of children, and the kindness of parents. After all, I am just a widow in the world." No one agreed, and no one dared to answer, the last loneliness of an emperor. The night wind blows slowly, and the shadows on the curtain are slow.There are only two remaining people who are dying of old age, with long and long figures.