Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

No one expected that Li Chengzhen would suddenly rush into the sea of ​​fire. Everyone around was stunned, but Shen Wei reacted in time: "Go and save them."

Rumbling--

The charred beams broke, blocking the firefighters' steps. The blazing flames rushed towards them, and the high temperature instantly burned their hair to ashes.

The queen screamed, "Chengzhen! Someone come quickly, put out the fire!"

The queen was almost going crazy. She wanted to jump into the sea of ​​fire, but was blocked by the charred beams at the entrance of the palace wall.

The queen fell on the hot beam, the skin on her hands instantly stung, and a smell of burning flesh spread.

"Chengzhen!"

"younger brother!"

There was chaos all around, and the palace servants who were fighting the fire were busy carrying water. The queen slumped on the ground, as if she had aged ten years in an instant. She stared blankly at the sea of ​​fire, and belatedly realized that her only hope was shattered.

She no longer has a son.

The queen slowly turned her head, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Shen Wei who was not far away. She suddenly stood up angrily, rushed towards Shen Wei viciously, and cursed in a shrill voice: "It's all your fault! It was you, a bitch, who killed my son! Go and be buried with my son, why don't you just die!"

The guards intercepted the crazy queen in time.

The fire was put out in the late night. The eunuch found Li Chengzhen, who had already died, from the charred building. He was curled up in a ball, his body was burnt black, and he was holding two pieces of charred fishing rod in his arms.

The queen fainted on the spot.

Shen Wei was so busy that she didn't sleep the whole night. She sent people to send the frightened Queen Mother back to the Cining Palace; sent people to clean up the scorched palace and properly place the second prince's body; sent people to notify Li Yuanjing who was far away in the imperial farm; reduced the spread of negative public opinion, etc.

There is no wall that is impenetrable. On the next day, the news that the second prince had committed suicide by jumping into a sea of ​​fire quickly spread.

Everyone knows it.

...

At the Tantai Mansion, it was daybreak and the servants began to sweep the floor with clean water.

After having breakfast, Madam Tan Tai felt indigestion, so she walked slowly in the yard with the help of a cane and supported by two maids to help digest the food.

"Madam, please walk slowly and pay attention to the steps." The maid reminded softly.

Madam Tan Tai stood on the marble steps, looking at the withered flowers and plants in the yard, and asked the maid, "When will the master come back?"

The maid replied: "I will be back in the afternoon."

Madam Tan Tai was worried. The Tan Tai family had been in turmoil recently. Several members of the side branches had been impeached for corruption, and their money-making businesses had been cut off by the court one after another. The entire family was in turmoil.

Autumn is approaching, and the green in the yard has suddenly decreased. Old Madam Tan Tai looks at the sycamore tree in the yard with its leaves turning yellow, and her brows are filled with worry.

The sycamore trees in the yard seem to have withered earlier this year.

An ominous sign.

Madam Tan Tai ordered her maid, "The weather is getting cold. Please gather up the fox fur blankets in my room and add two jars of autumn pear paste to send to the queen tomorrow. The child is afraid of the cold and must be feeling bad being trapped in Kunning Palace."

After all, the Queen is Madam Tan Tai's most beloved daughter.

Even though the queen made many mistakes, as a mother, the old lady was still worried about her daughter.

Because of this good-for-nothing daughter, Madam Tan Tai's hair turned almost completely white and her body became hunched.

The maid went back to the room to pack up the fox fur blanket.

Madam Tan Tai was leaning on a cane and was about to go down the stone steps when a servant rushed into the yard anxiously, shouting, "Madam, it's bad! The second prince is dead!"

The walking stick in Madam Tan Tai's hand fell to the ground. She lost her balance and rolled down the stairs like a fallen leaf.

The leaves of the sycamore tree that had not been swept away from the ground flew up and fell, covering Madam Tan Tai.

...

Seven days later.

The sky was gloomy and the Kunning Palace was dead silent.

The queen sat in the Buddhist hall. She had never changed her clothes since Li Chengzhen died that night. It was a hot summer day and her clothes already had a strong sour smell.

She hardly slept and was in a daze. As soon as she woke up, she knelt in the Buddhist temple and cried loudly. She fainted in the temple.

The serving palace maid felt pity for the queen, so she put a thin blanket on her, placed her simple daily meals at the door of the Buddhist hall, and never paid any attention to her again.

"Has Chengzhen been buried?" The Queen knelt on the futon and asked the palace maid who came into the room to serve in a hoarse voice.

The maid replied: "It has been sent to the imperial mausoleum."

The queen lowered her eyes; they were lifeless and she looked extremely haggard, with obvious bags under her eyes.

The queen held the Buddhist beads in her hand, and a trace of sarcasm flashed across her lips: "The emperor is really heartless. He didn't show any sadness when a son died... When I was in the palace, I should have killed all these bastards."

Although his own son passed away, Li Yuanjing did not set foot in Kunning Palace. He still went to court every day to handle state affairs without showing the slightest sign of sadness.

The queen's heart was as cold as ice.

There is no warmth at all in this harem, and imperial power always overrides family affection.

The maid did not reply.

In the past few days, the queen cried, felt sad, and despaired. In the end, her heart was numb.

She raised her head and looked at the white jade statue of Bodhisattva sitting on the altar. The Bodhisattva was still compassionate and consumed the countless incense sticks she offered, but still did not show any mercy to a poor person like her.

"Get paper and pen. I want to write a letter home. Mother will find a way for me." The queen spoke slowly.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever the queen encountered difficulties, she would always ask for help from Madam Tan Tai. Her mother was her greatest support and reliance, and she could always pull her out of the quagmire.

The maid lowered her head and whispered, "Master, the Tantai family has been very busy recently. I'm afraid we don't have time to reply to your letter."

The queen clenched her Buddhist beads in her hand, tilted her head, and asked, "Why?"

The maid pursed her lips, and after a while she whispered to the Queen what happened in the Tan Tai family: "The news of the second prince's death reached the Tan Tai family. Madam Tan Tai was frightened and fell down the stairs... She died on the spot."

The queen opened her lips slightly, her eyes moved slowly, and she heard her own hoarse voice coming out of her mouth: "Who went?"

The maid continued, "The Tantai family is busy preparing for the old lady's funeral, which will take place in two days. I'm afraid they don't have time to reply to the master's letter."

The queen's head was buzzing, and her mind was blank. She opened her mouth, and sadness and astonishment surged like a tide.

My eyes hurt so much that tears rolled down again, mixed with blood.

She grabbed the porcelain vase from the shrine and smashed it hard on the maid's forehead: "Why did you tell me now? Someone, I want to see the emperor! I want to go back to the Tantai family!"

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The palace maid was hit on the head by a porcelain vase and blood rolled down her forehead.

The queen wanted to rush out of Kunning Palace like crazy, but the guards at the door drew their long swords and said that the queen was still under house arrest and could not go out. The queen didn't care about that and wanted to rush out like crazy, but the door of Kunning Palace slammed shut. The queen pounded on the palace door weakly.

"Let me out!"

"I...I want to bury my mother..."

"Mother..."

"Shen, you bitch, you are the one who harmed me!"