I just want to live a happy life

Gao Xiyue sighed. Why should she be so excited? If she wasn’t so excited, she might have lived a few minutes longer.

What a pity.

Gao Xiyue stretched out her hand and covered Fucha Langya's eyes, thinking to herself, go with peace of mind.

As soon as he stood up, he saw Su Lian standing not far away. Su Lian's eyes were wide open and she opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Gao Xiyue didn't intend to talk to her. She knew that what she had just said was useless and she couldn't say it to anyone anyway.

As soon as she reached the door, Gao Xiyue winked at Mo Xin and then fainted.

Mo Xin supported Gao Xiyue and shouted, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Someone come, the Imperial Concubine has fainted."

Soon, someone came in from outside the palace. The emperor came over and looked at Gao Xiyue who had fainted in Mo Xin's arms. He asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Mo Xin's voice was choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is very sad about the passing of the Queen, and she couldn't accept it for a while, so..."

There was some distress in the emperor's eyes: "Take your queen back and let her have a good rest."

Everyone present heard what Moxin said, and who wouldn't sigh at the deep sisterly love between the Imperial Concubine and the Queen?

Gao Xiyue, who fainted and was sent back to Xianfu Palace, woke up as soon as she returned to the palace. She turned over comfortably on the soft bed. The queen had passed away, and there were still many things to do, which was very tiring. She wanted to rest as much as possible.

As for Su Lian, even if she wanted to tell her what happened today, she would never be able to say it.

That night, Su Lian stayed in her own room. She curled up in a corner of the bed, trembling all over. She was controlled. The Queen Mother had passed away, and the Queen Mother had been trying to have a child for many years but failed. It turned out that it was the Imperial Concubine who did it.

The imperial concubine is so vicious.

She selectively forgot the fact that when she and the queen were in the palace, they put Linglingxiang in the bracelet that Gao Xiyue wore on her wrist.

She knew the truth, but she couldn't say a word. The imperial concubine was definitely not a normal person. She just took a white silk and put it in her room uncontrollably. What was she doing?

Could it be that he wanted her to commit suicide, but she didn't want to die yet. Even if her master was gone, she still wanted to live well.

She didn't want to die at all.

But she had no say in all this, and the feeling of being out of control came back again.

She was very awake, but her body was controlled to get out of bed. Then she picked up the white silk on the table, passed it through the beam, and stood on a stool.

Su Lian's eyes were full of panic, fear and unwillingness. Who will save her? Come quickly.

All her calls for help were in vain, her neck was still hanging on the white silk, and then she kicked over the stool under her feet.

Soon, Su Lian felt suffocated and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.

She struggled with all her might, but it was no use. She could only feel her breath disappearing little by little until she finally died.

Su Lian is dead.

No one knew how much time had passed before a palace maid knocked on Su Lian's door and wanted to ask her something, but after knocking for a long time there was no response.

The situation was urgent, so the palace maid opened Su Lian's door. What caught her eye was a pair of dangling feet. The palace maid looked up and saw Su Lian hanging on the beam.

The palace maid was so frightened that she fell to the ground, her pupils trembling.

"what!!!!!"

Soon, the palace maid let out a shrill scream. Hearing the sound, the palace maid and the eunuch hurried over and also saw Su Lian.

Not long after, the emperor also learned about this matter. Su Lian's death was not caused by someone else, but she committed suicide. He couldn't help but sigh at the deep love between master and servant.

"After all, she served the Queen, so please bury Su Lian properly."

The emperor gave an order.

The emperor has a somewhat histrionic personality. He was not very nice to Fucha Langya when she was alive. But now that the queen is dead, he personally wrote the epitaph and poems, which shows how deep his feelings for her are.

It had been a long time since the queen passed away, but he still missed her. It was true that the dead were the best.

The emperor is not yet forty, and for the sake of the former dynasty and the harem, he needs to enthrone a queen again. However, none of the concubines can be the queen, and Gao Xiyue does not want another queen to appear. So Gao Xiyue gives a mental hint that the emperor will never enthrone a queen again from now on.

Most of the affairs in the harem were handed over to her and Concubine Zhe, and then some leftovers were given to Concubine Chun.

She was used to managing all these things, and after being busy at the beginning, she soon had some free time.

Yongyu had already married and had established her own residence outside the palace, which gave her less to worry about. Moreover, the emperor now preferred to visit the young and fresh concubines, and he visited her less often. She had a high position and the power to manage the harem, so if the emperor didn't visit her, no one would dare to lack her things. No one dared to disrespect her.

Besides, she has no feelings for the emperor. It would be better if he didn't come. If he came, she would have to serve her, which would be tiring.

Gao Xiyue had more time, so she did some things that interested her.

When she has nothing to do, she will draw some patterns and designs of clothes, jewelry, and some small items, and let the people below do it.

In addition to using these things herself, she also put some of them into the space.

The good things in her space are almost enough to fill up an entire building, but there is no such thing as too many good things, and the more the better.

Another thing is that when you go to the Old Summer Palace to escape the summer heat, you can play polo, ride horses, listen to Kunqu opera and other traditional Chinese operas. In short, there are so many interesting things to do there that you won’t be bored even if you don’t play with your phone.

Two years passed like this.

On this day, she was lying on a recliner, reading an interesting book quietly in her hand. At this time, Xing Xuan came over.

"Master?"

Gao Xiyue put down the book and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xing Xuan said, "My Lord, the one in the cold palace will only be here for the next two days."

Gao Xiyue took a sip of fruit tea and said, "Is that so? After all, we entered the palace together, and I have to see her for the last time."

Unexpectedly, Ruyi's life was so tenacious. If she remembered correctly, she was sent to the cold palace in the third year of Qianlong's reign. Now it is the sixteenth year of Qianlong's reign.

It's not easy to live in a place like the cold palace for so long.

The next day, Gao Xiyue went to the cold palace.

She has been in the palace for so many years and has developed a lot of manpower, so although many people saw her along the way, they were all her people and no one would say anything extravagant.

When she arrived at the cold palace, the guards there had already been replaced by her people.

Ling Yunche had been expelled from the palace because he had made mistakes due to drinking. With his useless appearance, he couldn't do anything.

When she was bored before, she asked around and learned that Ling Yunche had both legs broken and was now lying in bed, barely breathing.