Pu San Xiangling looked at the imperial concubine Mingxuan with tears in her eyes, and told the story she had thought up in her mind beforehand without any pause.
He said that he had placed several girls in the Tibetan Pavilion, so he went out to look for Yun Nian. He met Cuimei and took Yun Nian over. Then Cuimei herself said that she was going to find Mrs. Zhang and Yun Zhong, so she took Yun Nian away. The chariot was entrusted to her, but there was a fight between thieves in Xiangxiang Garden at that time. For safety reasons, she wanted to go forward to inquire about it first, and then come back to pick up Yun Nian, so she placed Yun Nian under a dead tree, but she could not find it when she came back. Others. ..
After hearing this, Qingya quickly picked up her sword and went out to find Yun Nian, saying, "Sister, I'm going to find Yun Nian."
"Take good care of your Majesty!" She told Xiu Yin again before leaving.
"Qingya!"
"Ms. Li..."
Everyone came forward to dissuade him.
She had made up her mind to leave, and she and Xiyi went out, passing through the thieves' swords.
When a soldier saw her passing by on the corridor, he quickly raised a torch to light it up and exclaimed: "Deputy Chief, that little lady seems to be Wan Yanyong's concubine. Let's capture her and present her to the master and the general. "
The man, who was thin and yellow-skinned and looked extremely frivolous, summoned a few soldiers to come forward to surround her, and pushed her back with a leering look: "Little madam, if I don't kill you, just put down your sword and follow me." Let’s go! You’re a tender-skinned one, I don’t want to hurt you!”
Seeing that there were four people on the other side, Qingya secretly pressed the sword in Xiyi's hand and saluted the chief: "Thank you for not killing me, then I will put down my sword and let you go!"
After saying that, she dropped the sword in front of him, and walked lightly in front of the deputy chief, with a gentle and unscrupulous look. The people here put down their guard, put down their swords, and each spread.
The deputy chief seemed to have made some great achievements and said arrogantly: "Young lady has a good temperament. Following our master is no worse than following King Yong."
The leader had evil intentions and was ready to touch her cheek. When he was unprepared, Qingya quickly pulled out a short knife hidden in her waist and took advantage of his lustful confusion. The heart of **.
Immediately blood splattered everywhere, and the deputy leader screamed and fell down. The few soldiers in front turned around after hearing the sound, but before they saw anything, they were killed by Xiyi's sword that came across quickly.
Qingya looked at the blood on the knife with fear, her eyes were red and she casually wiped the blood on her forehead and said, "Hurry up and go! Find Yun Nian."
When she finally arrived at the Xiangxiang Garden, she was exhausted and couldn't go any further. She cried and recited Yun Nian's name, tears streaming down her face, and she even knelt down along the wall and looked at Looking down the dim corridor, listening to the sounds of fighting not far away.
——Yunnian must be fine. She stood up again and searched frantically on the flower covered bridge.
Suddenly, I saw several servants chasing the thieves outside Serlin Garden, and several disabled people were lying on the corridor. I could vaguely see a woman lying on the ground among them, and her pink skirt could be seen clearly - —That’s Cuimei.
She quickly stepped forward to inquire, knelt down and helped Cuimei up: "Cuimei! Mei'er!"
She came a step late, Cuimei was seriously injured, an arrow pierced her heart, and she was no longer breathing, but her right hand was always supporting her, and she was protecting Yunnan.
Qingya used all her strength to pick up Yun Nian, and after checking that he was still breathing, she wiped her tears awkwardly and laughed, holding him up and walking through the darkness.
"Little mistress...my baby hurts! My baby hurts so much," his weak voice came vaguely from his arms, with a bit of strength and a bit of pain.
Only then did she see through the dim light that he had a big bruise on his forehead, and the blood stains went all the way to the back of his ear. Seeing this, she walked faster and faster, as if she ran to Biluoyuan with her last breath.
"Sister! Liulang has found it!" When she saw Mingxuan, her whole body collapsed instantly, and she knelt on the ground, propped up with a short knife, and then reluctantly handed Yun Nian to her.
Yunnan opened her pale lips, struggled to hold back her red and swollen eyes, crying in pain.
"Honey, it hurts! It hurts!"
Mingxuan saw this scene and saw that he was urinating like this and was seriously injured, so she frantically dipped the silk on his head into fresh water.
He touched his cheek with blood and scars tremblingly, and stood up again to take him to see the imperial doctor.
"Okay, I'll take you to see the imperial doctor, let's go!" I was so anxious about being a mother that I couldn't care about that much.
"Sister, you can't go, you can't go! There are many thieves outside!"
Qingya tugged on her sleeves, then let go and kowtowed - "Sister, you can't go! You are still pregnant with the baby, I beg you!"
"Your Majesty, you can't go, please consider your own safety!"
Everyone in the room persuaded each other, and Mingxuan had to take stock of the overall situation. She understands that if she goes out at this moment, she will not only put herself in danger, but also her family. So she finally stayed, holding her injured son in her arms, listening to his crying over and over again, and watching his pain again and again.
"Honey, my son hurts, my son hurts so much!"
Qingya tore off the hem of her skirt, bandaged Yun Nian's wound, and then rummaged around in the pavilion, hoping to find medicine that could relieve the pain. But in fact, this was a place where treasure books were hidden. It was impossible to find any medicine, and the search was in vain.
Mingxuan could only listen to the baby in her arms crying and complaining about the pain over and over again, but there was nothing she could do.
After Wanyan Yong wiped out the rebels in the city, he led his soldiers back to the left-behind mansion. He rushed into the mansion and was shocked to see corpses scattered everywhere and gunpowder smoke everywhere. He entered with a loud sound and said that his men were fighting with the thieves. He raised his sword and killed the last group of people. He cut off the head of the rebel leader with his own hands and threw it to the soldiers. He immediately helped up the injured Zhang Jiyan. Ask your wife about the whereabouts of your children.
"Your Majesty... and the ladies are hiding in the Biluo Garden Pavilion!"
He bolted away.
When the mechanism of the Tibetan Pavilion suddenly moved, the people inside were frightened and backed away. Qingya and Xiyi staggered up from the ground. They stood at the secret door with their swords drawn. When they were about to swing their swords, they heard Wanyan Yong's "Xuan" Son!" She sheathed the sword and stepped aside crying.
"Daddy is back now. It's safe outside! I'll take you to see the imperial doctor!" Mingxuan was like a mountain spring suddenly collapsing, shedding red tears. Wanyanyong didn't even bother to scream, and took the baby in her arms. The child was carried out.
But the baby in her arms had long since lost its breath, its blood had dried up, and it was dying of pain.
Wanyanyong chased her in embarrassment, watching her with a big belly and carrying the injured Yun Nian as she shuttled through the corridor with corpses everywhere.
"Nian'er, why don't you cry out in pain? Huh?"
"Chaan'er!"
The child in her arms did not reply, but a face covered with bloodstains lay quietly in her arms.
"Chaan'er!" She stopped and called the child, stroking his face.
"Chaan'er! Chaan'er!"
"My son, my son... Chaan'er... wake up, wake up... father and maid are all here!"
"My son..."
Her legs went weak and she was about to kneel down. She was supported by her husband's arms and slowly fell down. When Wan Yanyong saw his son with bloodstains all over his face, he suddenly lost his soul. He knelt on the ground and cried seven feet of tears. Then he saw his wife heartbroken in his arms, which made him even more heartbroken.
On this autumn night, Mingxuan cried and fainted in Wanyanyong's arms. He gently handed Yunnan to Qingya beside him, picked up his wife and carried her to the bed to rest.
When she fell asleep and took her hands away, she saw blood on the armor.
——The imperial doctor invited said that the baby in her belly was gone.
As a father and a husband, Wan Yanyong was heartbroken when he saw his wife's thin body being tortured like this, so he sat down by the bed and watched over her all night.
Qing Ya, who was outside the screen, walked out silently, hugged Yun Nian and walked to the corner of the corridor to cry secretly. Her trembling voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, which made people feel cold after hearing it.
In the outer hall of Biluo Garden, Qinli, Xiangling and the children in the mansion were all standing here.
After Qingya finished crying, she hastily wiped away her tears and stood in front of the door with her body propped up. She ordered the waiter to make good arrangements for Yun Nian's funeral, and then ordered the living housekeeper, maid, and maid to take care of all the servants in the house. Find out his whereabouts, and see the person alive and the body after death.
The second step is to arrange for people to clean the inside and outside of the house, arrange the funeral arrangements that should be made, and burn all the corpses of the thieves.
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Then she dismissed the people in the hall: "During this period, the eldest girls, the young girls, including Yungong, are staying in Huiwan Garden." She then said to Xiyi: "Xiyi, how many female guards do we have left? "
Xiyi looked out and said, "Eight!"
"Order these eight people to personally protect my brothers and sisters. Except for the imperial concubine and me, no master is allowed to approach them. I have the maids around me to take care of them. The tableware and tableware I usually use must be inspected repeatedly. If anything goes wrong, report it to the police. See you!" She seemed to be giving a military order, her voice firm and intimidating.
"Yes, madam!"
Yuxiao stubbornly refused to leave, crying and manically: "I want to accompany you!"
Qingya stepped forward and lowered her head and said: "Junjun, my wife also needs a good rest and recuperation, so you can go back first."
She glanced at Qingya, and when she left, she stared at Xiang Ling, which made Xiang Ling feel uneasy.
"Sister Zhang, you were frightened tonight, take Erlang and Qilang back to rest quickly!"
Qinli looked behind the curtain, nodded and took her two sons back.
When it was Xiang Ling's turn, she stood on the high platform and looked at her, staring at her fake tearful eyes, and with a look, the waiter took the sixth girl away and pulled her out to the corridor with pity.
Qing Ya went up and slapped her in the face: "Pu San Xiang Ling, what happened today, I will definitely take back the pain you have caused me and my wife!"
"How dare you hit me? What does this have to do with me?" She wanted to rush over, but he restrained her hands.
"You think you can deceive the king and me with your tearful eyes. You have been grudged for a long time before you do this to an ignorant child, causing the empress to lose two sons and lose her scent. Are you a human or a ghost? Huh?"
"I'm warning you, I'm not the little girl I used to be before I left the court. Do you think I'm still thirteen years old? God is watching what I do, and you will get retribution if you lose your scent."
"Xiyi, send her back!"
Xiang Ling received this slap and was so angry that she wanted to tear her to pieces immediately in front of her, but her hands were controlled and she could only be pulled away by Xiyi.
"Lady Ling, please!"
After she left, Qingya breathed a sigh of relief and asked a maid named Xiangxiang to make arrangements for Cuimei's funeral. She also ordered the waiter to write down all the affairs of the palace today and send a letter to Yuan. Aunt in Qing'an Temple.
After everything was arranged, she sat alone on the steps in front of the door, leaning against the red pillar and looking up at the stars in the sky.
It was the first time she had killed someone, the first time she was so tired, the first time she felt so helpless. She could reach nowhere to hold her hands, and even if she wanted to talk to someone, she could only say a few words. Sitting in the cold wind, no one cared about her, except for the one beside her. The red pillar can be relied upon.
As she looked at it, her eyes got wet and she said, "Sister, Qingya can't hold it anymore! Qingya is so tired!"
She leaned against the red pillar and didn't close her eyes for a whole night. She was only fifteen years old this year.
