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

Mo Xun was in the side hall of Yongning Palace.

Ever since Shen Wei became seriously ill, Li Yuanjing ordered Mo Xun to stay in Yongning Palace and not leave at all.

Mo Xun cursed in his heart.

The hard days of working overtime day and night are simply unbearable!

"Coming, coming." Mo Xun held back the curse words in his heart and walked into the bedroom carrying the medicine box.

Mo Xun took Shen Wei's pulse.

Li Yuanjing sent someone to take Leyou out. Leyou was still young and could not bear too much of a blow.

Le You looked back every few steps, with his head hung, and left the bedroom in a depressed mood.

After Le You left, Mo Xun told Li Yuanjing: "Your Majesty, the poison in the concubine's body has spread to her internal organs. Her pulse is naturally weak. She may die at any time. Perhaps, she will not be able to wait for the detoxification pill sent by General Sun."

Li Yuanjing's face was as cold as frost.

Mo Xun gave Shen Wei two more injections, replaced the herbs in the incense burner, and prepared to leave the bedroom with the medicine box on his back.

The bedroom was quiet, and the aroma of medicine from the incense burner slowly spread. Li Yuanjing leaned against the bed, looking at Shen Wei's lifeless face, the pain in his eyes almost turned into reality.

"Weiwei..." Li Yuanjing murmured to himself.

Wake up soon.

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The next day, the spring rain fell gently, and all the flowers, plants and trees in the harem were wet, and their leaves were green.

It was misty and rainy. Liu Qiaoer was holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a dark green silk skirt, walking slowly on the long palace road.

"This road is the only way for the emperor to go to and from court every day, right?" Liu Qiaoer confirmed with the personal maid again.

The maid nodded: "Yes. At this time, the emperor should be leaving the morning court."

Liu Qiaoer smiled.

She dressed up carefully today, wearing a green silk skirt and a jade hairpin given to her by the emperor. After a long period of eating simple food and neglecting her beauty, Liu Qiaoer no longer had the beauty she once had.

But she firmly believed that the emperor still had feelings for her.

The friendship between childhood sweethearts in adolescence always has a beautiful filter.

"My Lord, the Emperor is here." The maidservant was sharp-eyed and saw the majestic guard of honor at the other end of the palace road, so she hurriedly reminded Liu Qiaoer.

Liu Qiaoer curled her red lips and stopped at the flower bed beside the palace road, eagerly awaiting the emperor's arrival.

The rustling sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer.

When the emperor's sedan chair approached, Liu Qiaoer spoke in a clear voice: "I greet the emperor. May the emperor be well."

A light drizzle fell on the oil-paper umbrella.

Covering up Liu Qiaoer's still charming face.

Whenever Li Yuanjing asked a question, Liu Qiaoer would calmly put down her oil-paper umbrella and reveal her true face.

The spring rain is drizzling, the oil-paper umbrellas engraved with the ink painting of Jiangnan are elegant, and the beautiful palace concubines are wearing green vine skirts - this scene must be pleasing to the eyes and beautiful, and it can capture Li Yuanjing's heart.

Unfortunately, the emperor's carriage did not stop.

Just skip Liu Qiaoer.

Liu Qiaoer was stunned. She thought her voice was too soft, so Li Yuanjing didn't hear it.

So she hurriedly stepped on her embroidered shoes to catch up, wanting to talk to Li Yuanjing again. The eunuch in the honor guard stopped Liu Qiaoer and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Empress Qiao, if the emperor wants to see you, he will only send servants to pass on the message. The emperor has been in a bad mood recently, so you should come to see him later."

Liu Qiaoer stopped.

She watched the emperor's back gradually walk away towards the Yongning Palace.

The personal maid came over and whispered, "Master, let's wait for a while. Concubine Chen has suddenly fallen ill. Once Concubine Chen dies, you can continue your relationship with the Emperor."

Concubine Chen suddenly fell seriously ill, and the news could no longer be concealed.

Everyone in the harem knows it.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The palace maids and concubines who had received the favor of Concubine Chen all burned incense and prayed to Buddha, praying for Concubine Chen's safety.

Some people also seized the opportunity and wanted to take the throne. Not only Liu Qiaoer, but also several concubines were ready to make a move.

Liu Qiaoer pressed her brows and said, "I'm just worried that Concubine Chen will be lucky and survive."

The personal maid said, "I have gone to the Imperial Hospital to inquire, and Concubine Chen's illness is incurable."

Liu Qiaoer held up an oil-paper umbrella, her eyes flickering, "Well, I'll wait a little longer."

She has been keeping a low profile and patient for many years, so it doesn't hurt to wait a few more days.

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Two more days passed.

It was dark that day, and Li Yuanjing was reviewing memorials in the study of Yongning Palace. The flood disaster in the south after the spring was very serious, and several old dams broke and floods raged.

Li Yuanjing held a red pen in his hand, frowned as he read the memorial sent by the prefect of Nanzhou, and quickly wrote down his comments.

A pile of memorials were reviewed.

Li Yuanjing was in a gloomy mood. He looked out the window at the gray and dark sky, which was as black as ink.

Li Yuanjing sighed, as if questioning the heavens: "I have done my best to serve the people and the world. Although I am not as good as Yao, Shun, Yu and Tang, I am also a wise ruler who cares for the people. Heaven, if you have eyes, why do you want to take away the person beside me?"

The night wind beat against the window, but the sky did not respond.

Li Yuanjing lowered his cold eyes and murmured, "I was suspicious and jealous, and I reaped the consequences."

If he had been more rational at the beginning and not hurt Shen Wei's feelings, perhaps Shen Wei would not have suffered this hardship.

Li Yuanjing regretted his decision.

At this time, Eunuch Deshun suddenly rushed into the study room happily and announced the good news: "Your Majesty! The imperial concubine has woken up!"

The red pen in Li Yuanjing's hand fell onto the desk with a click.

The title page of the memorial was smeared with a layer of bright red cinnabar.

Li Yuanjing strode towards the bedroom next door, and the bead curtain was lifted and shook.

Deep in the light green bed curtains, Shen Wei had already opened her eyes and was looking around.

It looks like it has come back to life.

"Weiwei!" Li Yuanjing called.

Shen Wei looked over blankly, and then she smiled brightly: "Your Majesty."

In the warm candlelight, Shen Wei's eyes and eyebrows are lively and beautiful.

The pain that had been accumulating in Li Yuanjing's heart for more than ten days suddenly disappeared in an instant.

He was like a person who had been drowning for a long time and suddenly was able to breathe.

Li Yuanjing walked too fast and accidentally tripped over a chair. Li Yuanjing almost fell down. He frantically steadied himself and staggered to the bedside: "He's awake, finally awake."

Shen Wei's eyes were bright, her speech was as clear as ever, and her pale cheeks slowly regained their rosiness. She asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, what happened?"

She seemed unaware that she had been poisoned.

Li Yuanjing said happily: "Nothing, nothing, just wake up."

Li Yuanjing held Shen Wei's hand.

The next moment, Li Yuanjing's face suddenly became strange. He couldn't believe it and kneaded Shen Wei's white fingers again.

Shen Wei woke up.

But her fingers were still cold.

Even colder than before.

Shen Wei was unaware. She shook her dizzy head and felt her neck aching. Shen Wei tried to pull her hand out of Li Yuanjing's hand. She pretended to be angry: "The emperor has ignored me for a month. What's the point of pulling me tonight?"

Li Yuanjing's lips opened, but he couldn't speak.

He realized that Shen Wei was not recovered.

Shen Wei's current condition...

A last glimpse of light before death.

Before death, some people suddenly become full of energy, can speak normally, and seem to be fully recovered. But in fact, it is just a state of terminal lucidity.

Shen Wei habitually said to the outside: "Cai Lian, what time is it? Ask the imperial kitchen to make some sweet rice soup. I am hungry."

Cai Lian was still in the small kitchen making medicine herself and did not hear Shen Wei's voice.

Shen Wei called out twice, but there was no response, so she could only shake her head helplessly. She was about to get out of bed when her strength suddenly disappeared. Shen Wei's eyes went dark and she suddenly fainted.

Li Yuanjing exclaimed: "Weiwei!"

In a short period of time, Li Yuanjing watched the lively Shen Wei quickly wither away.

She fell into Li Yuanjing's arms.

The last bit of life is rapidly disappearing.