The sound of the cloud board knocking on and on, and mourning sounds everywhere, like clouds and thunder hovering over the head, making people feel suffocated and awed. The state has a big funeral, and the world knows it. Qing Ying leaned over among the crowd, kowtowed, stood up, bent over, kowtowed, the tears in her eyes flowed numbly, like a spring that would never dry up, but there was not a single drop, it was genuine grief from the heart. For the person in the golden coffin, whether he is alive or dead, Qing Ying really cannot cause too much sorrow and joy.He is just the father of his husband, the first emperor of the dynasty, and even the man who abandoned his cousin.

Thinking of this, Qingying shuddered unknowingly, but also faintly pleased.Once the royal mansion became Qianlong's mansion, and her husband ruled the world, it was all thanks to the death of this man.As soon as this thought changed, Qing Ying quietly raised her eyes to look at the other wives and concubines——no, they are all concubines now, but their names have not yet been determined. Qingying shivered, then lowered her eyebrows and knelt behind Fujin according to the order of her position. Behind her was Gao Xiyue who was sitting on an equal footing with her, the same plain body, the same pear blossoms with rain, very sad.

Suddenly, there was a slight commotion at the front, and a maid exclaimed in a low voice: "The master has passed out!" Qing Ying knelt in front of her, and immediately stepped forward on her knees, and followed Fu Cha who had fainted.Gao Xiyue also came up, anxiously said: "Master, the lady has been kneeling all night, I'm afraid she is tired. Hurry up and inform the emperor and queen mother." At this time, the empress dowager and the emperor were exhausted, and they had already settled down in another palace.Qingying took a look at Xiyue, and said loudly to everyone: "Master Mistress is overly sad, please help her to the side hall to rest. Su Xin, you are the one who serves Mistress Mistress, you go and report that we are here to serve you." , there is no need to invite the emperor and the empress dowager to come here again."

Xiyue gave Qingying a sidelong glance, and didn't want to say anything more.Qing Ying didn't bother to argue with her, she supported Fu Cha first, and waited for the quick-sighted little eunuch to bring up the soft sedan chair, and they all embraced Fu Cha into the side hall. Xiyue wanted to follow up to serve, Qingying swayed, stopped sideways, and said softly: "There must be no one to host here, the empress dowager and concubines are all going to rest, the mistress and I go in, the elder sister is the highest." Xiyue's eyes were like waves, and she flicked towards Qing Ying, a trace of disobedience flashed in her gentle eyes, she whispered softly: "My sister and I are both side Fujin, how dare I not serve the master and empress?" Beside?" She paused, "Besides, when the master wakes up, she may not like to see her younger sister."

Qing Ying smiled without saying a word, looked at her and said calmly: "Of course my sister understands." Xiyue bit her lips slightly: "I hope I can always understand." She took two steps back, knelt down again, and wept bitterly towards the late emperor's golden coffin, like pear blossoms in the clear rain, with soft branches lowered, infinitely sad. Qingying glanced at her before turning into the curtain, and couldn't help but sigh, how could there be such a woman?It's as soft as a cloud of mist, even sad, so beautiful that people can't bear to look away.

Qing Ying turned to the side hall, Su Xin and Lian Xin had helped Mrs. Fu to lie on the couch, wiping Mrs. Fu's face one by one while fanning her face.Qing Ying hurriedly ordered the eunuch who was accompanying her, and said: "Bring hot water immediately. Even though it's in September, don't let the mistress wipe your face and get cold. Lian Xin, you use some warm water to serve the mistress, and be careful not to scald your face." I'm asleep." After saying that, he ordered his maid, "Xinxin, you go open the window to breathe, so many people are stuffy, I'm afraid the empress will feel even more uncomfortable. The imperial doctor has already gone to invite it?"

Ji Xin quickly agreed: "Yes. I have already sent someone to invite you quietly." Su Xin heard the words, raised her eyebrows unconsciously, and asked: "Master and Madam are not feeling well, why are you so sneaky when you invite an imperial doctor?" Qing Ying turned her face with a smile: "Young lady doesn't know, it's not because she was sneaky. It's because what Sister Gao said just now was wrong." Su Xin was quite puzzled, and even more suspicious: "It's bad?" Qingying didn't want to talk to her, so she walked a few steps forward and watched the eunuchs bring hot water in, and Xin Xin leaned beside Su Xin, gentle and yet modest: "Just now Yue Fujin said, the master is tired Just fainted..."

Su Xin wanted to ask again, but Mrs. Fu Cha had already woken up, coughed lightly and said, "Confused!" Lian Xin looked joyful, caressed Fu Cha's heart and said, "Master, would you like to drink some more water? It's time to moisten your throat after crying all night." Mrs. Fucha took a sip of water slowly, and didn't want to mess up her temple hair even though she felt unwell, so she stroked her hand, then slowly sat up straight, and shouted: "Stupid! Please sit down, Fujin." Qingying heard that Mrs. Fucha was awake, she had already bowed her head and stood by the side, respectfully said: "Master, the lady is awake."

The Fucha family smiled: "Master, empress? Only a queen can bear this title. The emperor has not performed the canonization ceremony. Isn't it too early for this title?" Qingying is neither humble nor overbearing: "The master and the empress are clear lessons. The emperor has ascended the throne before the spirit of the late emperor. Although the empress has not been formally canonized, the master and the empress are the emperor's hair, so she is naturally a legitimate queen. Now it is not appropriate to call Fujin, but it is not right to call the queen directly." According to the order, I had to compromise and call the mistress first." Seeing that the Fucha clan was silent, Qingying saluted, "May the mistress be blessed and safe."

Mrs. Fucha didn't cry out, but just sighed leisurely: "In this way, I still call you Chu Fujin, but I have wronged you." Qing Ying lowered her head: "Ci Fujin and Gege were appointed concubines, and the concubine's concubine commanded the six palaces to adjudicate the rewards. The concubine is indeed Chuan Fujin at this time, and the mistress has not wronged the concubine." Mrs. Fucha smiled, and looked at Qingying carefully: "Qingying, are you so impeccable, without a single flaw?" Qing Ying lowered her head even more, and said softly: "I have no faults to save myself, and I rely on the master to teach Gu Quan."

Mrs. Fucha concentrated for a moment, then said gently, "Get up." Then he asked, "Suxin, is Yue Fujin watching from outside?" Su Xin hurriedly said: "Yes." Mrs. Fucha glanced at the hall, and sighed: "Qing Fujin arranged it, right? Sure enough, everything was done properly." Seeing that Su Xin was a little dissatisfied, she looked at Qingying and said, "You did a great job, Yue Fujin told me Tired... Alas, I set an example for the harem wife, how can I get tired and faint in front of everyone? I'm afraid those villains who love to make trouble will gossip and say that I am lazy and disrespecting the first emperor. In the future, in front of the Queen Mother and the emperor , how can I afford it?" Qing Ying nodded: "I understand that the master and empress fainted because of the grief of the late emperor. Sister Gao is only concerned about her feelings, so she slipped her words." Mrs. Fucha breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally you understand the truth." She cast her eyes on Qing Ying, "But, do you have to be so impeccable in dealing with things?" Qing Ying said in a low voice: "I serve my master as a concubine, I don't dare not be wholehearted." The Fucha clan praised but not praised: "After all, he is a descendant of the Ulanala clan, meticulous and thoughtful." Qing Ying faintly guessed what Fu Cha was referring to, she felt a chill down her back, and she dared not speak more. Fu Cha looked at her without saying a word.Qing Ying only felt depressed and sad, facing each other in silence like this was more sad than the occasional fights between wives and concubines, whether overt or covert. The air was like gelling, and Lian Xin brought a bowl of ginseng soup at the right time: "Master, drink some ginseng soup to refresh yourself, the imperial doctor will be here soon." Mrs. Fucha took the ginseng soup and slowly stirred it with a silver spoon, her expression as steady as Mount Tai: "Now that you are in the palace, you are still a family after all. Why don't you go and see that person from Jingren Palace?" Qing Ying said: "The late emperor passed away, and the Empress Dowager didn't have an order to let the empress of Jingren Palace out of the palace for the funeral, so the concubine is naturally not allowed to see each other." Mrs. Fu Cha smiled slightly, and put down the ginseng soup: "It's fate, we will meet each other naturally." Qing Ying became more and more unable to interface.The Fucha family had never seen her like this before, she felt a little proud, and her face looked better. The two were silent, and there was continuous applause outside, which was the signal sent by the emperor's attendants before he came in, reminding the palace people to prepare as soon as possible. Sure enough, the emperor came first.Fu Cha's aura weakened, and he called out in a low voice, "Your Majesty..." Qingying saluted: "My Majesty, the emperor is blessed and safe." The emperor didn't look at her, he just raised his hand and said casually, "Get up." Qingying got up and retreated to the door, raised her face, and the maids and eunuchs in the palace also followed. The emperor walked quickly to the side of the couch, and pressed Fucha's hand: "Lang Yu, I'm tired of you." Tears flashed in Fucha's eyes, and the tenderness grew stronger: "It's the concubine who is incompetent, and the emperor is worried." The emperor said softly: "You have been weak since you gave birth to Yonglian and Hejing. Now you have to preside over the funeral and take care of the affairs of the harem, which makes you tired." The Fucha family was a little weak, and said in a low voice: "The two younger sisters, Xiyue and Qingying, are very able to help my concubines." The emperor patted the back of her hand: "That's good." The emperor pointed behind him, "I heard that you were unwell, so I couldn't help but come here, and I happened to urge the imperial doctor to come over and take a closer look at you." Fu Cha said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love." Qing Ying stood outside, not daring to go far away for a moment, only thinking about the appearance of the emperor, just now she had a glimpse, but now it is clearly imprinted in her mind. Because of the mourning, the emperor did not shave his hair and beard, and his eyes were bloodshot, presumably he did not sleep well.Thinking of this episode, Qing Ying felt distressed, and whispered to Xin Xin: "The emperor is tired, I'm afraid it's a vain fire, you go to stew some white fungus and lotus seed soup, and send it to the emperor's palace every day. Remember, it must be done quietly. .” Sing Xin agrees to back down.It just so happened that the emperor brought someone out, Qingying saluted again: "Respectfully send the emperor, the emperor is safe." The emperor glanced at his attendants, how smart those people were, they immediately stood still, like clay puppets.The emperor took two steps forward, and Qing Ying silently followed.Emperor Fang quietly said, "Isn't I ugly?" Qing Ying wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to make a sound, so she had to bite her lip to hold back.The two looked at each other, and Qingying said: "Your Majesty, take care." The emperor just said, "Qing Ying, take care." Qingying's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously stared at the emperor.The emperor looked back, also tenderly: "I still have to go ahead, don't tire yourself." Qingying said "yes".Seeing the emperor walking away, and Yu Jia's attendants following closely, he felt his heart warming up and smiled slowly.

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