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

The late emperor never admitted his fault to the Queen Mother!

In history, is there any example of an emperor admitting his mistakes to his concubine?

Li Yuanjing couldn't let go of his pride, and Shen Wei didn't even come to make peace. Li Yuanjing didn't expect Shen Wei to be so stubborn. He was quite surprised for a while, and even a little interested.

Shen Wei is an endless treasure that always brings him a sense of freshness and tempts him to explore.

"I'll take my leave." Shen Wei seemed unaware of Li Yuanjing's complicated thoughts. She bowed politely and turned to leave with the child.

When she reached the door, Shen Wei suddenly stopped. She turned around and glanced at Li Yuanjing across the yard.

The moonlight on a spring night is like water.

Shen Wei seemed to have a thousand things to say, but she couldn't say them out loud, so she could only leave sadly.

Li Yuanjing stared at Shen Wei's slender figure as she walked away. His eyes were as sharp as torches, and his gaze almost burned through Shen Wei's back.

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Shen Wei returned to Yongning Palace.

She did not change clothes and rest immediately, but went to check the luggage for the trip to Anguo Temple. The Queen Mother was not fully recovered yet, and she was worried about Princess Zhaoyang who was far away in Yue State, so she asked Shen Wei to go to Anguo Temple to pray for Zhaoyang and burn incense.

Depart the day after tomorrow.

"Master, everything is packed. Do you want to bring the imperial guards with you for protection?" Cai Lian came to ask.

Shen Wei said: "We will return within one day. We will take the royal official road, so there will be no danger."

Cai Lian was worried: "Although Anguo Temple is a royal temple, it is not the palace after all. Master, how about bringing the imperial guards for protection?"

Shen Wei looked at Cai Lian and said word by word: "No need."

Cai Lian had served Shen Wei for many years and had already developed the ability to read people's expressions. Cai Lian seemed to have noticed something and nodded vigorously: "I will listen to you, my master."

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Shen Wei and Li Yuanjing were still in a cold war. From the outside, the once glorious Concubine Chen had fallen out of favor.

There is no airtight wall in the world.

Even the empress who was imprisoned in Kunning Palace heard the news. She was stunned at first, then she went back to the Buddhist temple like crazy and devoutly offered a stick of incense.

"May the Buddha bless you! That bitch has finally fallen out of favor. God has mercy on us!" The queen laughed crazily.

She knew that the emperor was cold-hearted by nature and it was impossible for him to favor a woman for long.

The more glorious Shen Wei has been in recent years, the more tragic her future will be.

Sooner or later, the Shen family will be confiscated and exterminated by the emperor.

The entire cramped and dark Buddhist hall was filled with the queen's crazy laughter.

She laughed so hard that she almost fell to the ground, her skinny fingers gripping the incense ash, tears and snot streaming down her face.

After laughing for an unknown amount of time, there were slight footsteps heard outside the Buddhist hall.

The only outsider who could come to Kunning Palace was the queen's daughter, Li Yao. When spring came, Li Yao brought two spring shirts, a pair of cotton boots and a thin quilt for her mother.

Li Yao saw the Queen's crazy look. She was afraid and worried. She stood at the door of the Buddhist temple and called softly, "Mother?"

Upon hearing this, the queen suddenly raised her head.

Sunlight seeped into the temple and shone on the queen's skull-like face. The queen's eyes were dark, her skin was sallow, and she was as thin as a stick. She came over frantically and took Li Yao's hand: "Yao'er, my dear daughter, our chance to turn things around has come."

Li Yao frowned: "Mother, please don't talk nonsense."

The queen laughed loudly, her pair of dark and strange eyes wide open, and she muttered: "That bitch Shen has fallen out of favor, and that bitch Lu Xuan is dying of illness. Here's my chance! Sooner or later the emperor will remember my kindness and release me, and I will be the mother of the country again. Hahahahahaha."

The laughter was sharp and shrill.

Li Yao could hardly recognize her mother at her prime. She hurriedly took two steps back and said, "Mother, please stop talking nonsense!"

The queen was still laughing crazily, muttering, "When I regain control of the six palaces, I will kill Shen and her bastards, and then support the Tan Tai family. I have not lost, and I still have a chance to make a comeback!"

The queen's words became more and more outrageous and her face became more and more crazy. Li Yao simply didn't dare to listen any further.

Li Yao wiped away her tears, turned around and ran out of Kunning Palace.

The queen walked back to the temple in a daze and began to burn incense and pray: "Buddha, please bless that bitch Shen and let her die soon, preferably tomorrow."

The Buddhist shrine is filled with incense.

Amid the pungent smoke and fire, the Bodhisattva statues still have compassionate faces.

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Changxin Palace.

The strong smell of medicine filled the entire bedroom. Concubine Lu Xuan lay weakly on the bed, her face was thin and pale.

"Cough cough cough." The medicine that Lu Xuan had just drunk was vomited out by the violent coughing, and she felt dizzy.

The palace maid Xiaoqi hurried over, gently patted Lu Xuan's back, and wiped the medicine stains from the corners of Lu Xuan's mouth.

The Lu family fell apart, all the direct descendants were imprisoned, and Duke Lu and others were executed in the autumn. Lu Xuan watched the family decline and was helpless. She was worried day and night, and her health became worse and worse.

Lu Xuan was seriously ill and bedridden, and Li Yuanjing gave her son to another concubine to raise. Lu Xuan was powerless to stop it, and she knew she had failed completely.

She could clearly feel the vitality slipping away from her body bit by bit. Yongxin Palace was her prison, her grave, and she might never see the red plum blossoms bloom again this year.

"What's the situation outside?" Lu Xuan asked weakly while lying on the bed.

She is now seriously ill, and the time she is awake each day is getting shorter and shorter, and she is gradually becoming unconscious.

The maid Xiaoqi said hoarsely, "My Lord, I have good news. The Emperor has ignored Concubine Chen for a month. Concubine Chen left the palace today to go to Anguo Temple to burn incense and pray for the Queen Mother. In my opinion, Concubine Chen has fallen out of favor and can only try her best to please the Queen Mother to barely maintain her dignity."

Lu Xuan slowly opened her eyes.

She suddenly let out a muffled, low laugh.

Lu Xuan said hoarsely, "Noble Concubine Chen... ahem, that's all."

When Shen Wei returned to the palace, she quickly suppressed the Queen and Lu Xuan with the Emperor's favor, and became very popular for a while. Lu Xuan even thought that the Emperor had true feelings for Shen Wei.

But now it seems that Shen Wei has never been the most special woman in the harem.

The emperor is still the cold-blooded emperor, and the Shen family is just the next Lu family.

Lu Xuan forced out a gloating smile, and as she smiled, sour tears slowly flowed out of her eyes and seeped into her hair.

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Chang'an Palace.

After reviewing the important memorials sent today, Li Yuanjing looked up at the sky outside the window. It was blue sky and white clouds, and the spring scenery was pleasant. He took two sips of tea and called Deshun into the hall.

Without Li Yuanjing asking, Deshun took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, early this morning, Concubine Chen went to Anguo Temple. Princess Zhaoyang is far away in Yue State, and her due date is approaching. Concubine Chen was asked by the Queen Mother to pray for Princess Zhaoyang."

Li Yuanjing glanced at Deshun and asked, "When did I ask you about Concubine Chen?"

Deshun quickly admitted his fault and pretended to slap himself: "Oh, it was I who spoke too much. I deserve to die."