20demayo Chapter 435 Fucha Zhuying (32)
Chapter 435 Fucha Zhuying (32)
"If the clan leader hadn't noticed that something happened to you, master, and found me before you had no contact with me, I'm afraid those old guys would have succeeded. Master, master, you are really smart and confused for a moment, you are just fooled. trap!"
"..."
Fucha Zhuying said that it was true that he had fallen into an emotional trap, but was it really okay for you to say it so carelessly?
Xiaojiu also saw that her master was angry, so she didn't dare to say anything and just cowered into a corner and shivered. I was thinking about why the master is still so unreasonable, oh oh oh, Xiaojiu is so pitiful, Xiaojiu misses Niuniu.
Xiao Jiu became quiet, while Fu Cha and Zhu Ying fell into deep thought again. They stayed up all night, and there was a shadow under their eyes the next day.
Gu Yu asked with some distress: "My queen, I didn't sleep well last night. Why didn't you call me slave? I have been guarding outside the inner room."
"It's okay, I just thought about something. I slept late, so it won't be a problem." Fucha Zhuying said calmly.
Under Gu Yu's skillful hands, Fucha Zhuying's bun came out quickly, and he also applied a little lipstick to improve his complexion.
"Your Majesty, are you going to have breakfast today after paying your respects to the Queen?" Gu Yu asked.
Fucha Zhuying hummed softly, "Yongjue likes to eat meals made by Haitang on weekdays. You will ask Haitang to take them to Lian Xu later. By the way, Yonghuang will also prepare a portion. It must be exactly the same. Don't favor one over the other. "
"My slave understands." Gu Yu said as he helped Fucha Zhuying and went into the house to change into a moon-white flag uniform. After giving Haitang instructions about what Fucha Zhuying had arranged, he followed Fucha Zhuying to pay his respects. .
As soon as they arrived at the Changchun Palace, they saw the Changchun Palace was in chaos. The entrance of the Changchun Palace was tightly blocked by palace attendants coming in and out. A little palace maid stumbled forward and almost bumped into Fucha Zhuying. Fortunately, Guyu reacted quickly and grabbed the little palace maid, thus avoiding a collision with Fu Cha and Zhu Ying.
"It's so good to walk, I stumbled and almost bumped into the imperial concubine." Gu Yu has been Fucha Zhuying's maid for several years, and when he said this, his aura seemed to be natural and extremely majestic.
The little palace maid hurriedly knelt down and lowered her eyes tremblingly, not daring to look at the noble concubine. Her words were trembling: "My dear concubine, please forgive me, my dear concubine, please forgive me. I didn't mean this."
The little palace maid only thought it was Gao Xiyue, a concubine with a bad temper, and she was scared to death.
"Okay, it's nothing serious. Get up quickly. Why is Changchun Palace in such a mess? But what happened?" Fucha Zhuying's voice has become softer as he has grown older over the years.
Compared with Gao Xiyue's sharp voice, Fucha Zhuying's voice was like the sound of nature at the moment, and the little palace maid felt much relieved.
Concubine Zhe is a gentle person. She never beats or scolds her servants, and she treats them very well.
"I'm reporting to the Imperial Concubine, it was the Fourth Elder Brother who passed away. The Queen is unwilling to accept this fact. She hugged the Fourth Elder Brother tightly and refused to let go. This servant really doesn't know what to do." It was also the first time for the little palace maid to see a dead person. It is not easy to clearly describe the cause and effect at this moment.
Yonglian passed away?
It was expected, yet unexpected.
"Have you ever sent someone to invite the emperor?" Fucha Zhuying asked with a slight frown as he looked at the chaotic area and did not see Su Lian, the queen's personal maid.
The palace maid shook her head: "I don't know."
"I don't know? Why don't you go and invite the emperor!" Fucha Zhuying was also speechless. Does this queen really not understand her?
It's just that she can't use the toilet due to lack of training. The same is true for other maids in Changchun Palace.
"Yes, yes, my servant will go now." The little palace maid climbed up as quickly as possible, then bowed to Fucha Zhuying and left in a hurry.
Fucha Zhuying sighed: "It's really not the right time to come, Guyu, go take a look and organize it at the appropriate time. If the emperor comes, he will lose his temper when he sees Changchun in such chaos."
"Yes." After Gu Yu agreed, he began to organize the maids of Changchun Palace, while Fucha Zhuying stepped into the palace.
At this moment, Fu Cha Lang Hua was holding the already cold Yong Lian, her whole body was in a daze, and she was still mumbling something.
"Empress," Fucha Zhuying called softly.
Fucha Langya just raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Fucha Zhuying, without saying anything, and continued to lower her head to coax the child in her arms, as if she had returned to the time when Yonglian was a child, and she took care of him in the same way.
Seeing this scene, Fucha Zhuying felt that he did not cherish it during his lifetime and would miss it here after his death.
This seems to be an inevitable plot point in many movies and TV dramas, but these people do not deserve mercy. They should suffer for what they have done, not to mention... it was a man-made disaster in the original drama, but this is not necessarily the case in this life.
Not long after, the other concubines who paid their respects also came to Changchun Palace. They were all surprised when they saw what happened. Soon they entered the back room and saw Fucha Langhua's appearance.
This shocked everyone even more.
Hongli came belatedly and saw Fucha Langya sitting on the ground, with unspeakable emotions in his eyes. After a long time, he asked: "How long has the queen been like this?"
The question was about Fucha Fucha Zhuying.
"I don't know. I only saw it when I came to greet you today, so I asked the maid from Changchun Palace to inform the emperor." Fucha Zhuying answered truthfully.
Hongli was silent for a while and then said: "The queen is not feeling well today, so you don't need to come to pay her respects. You can all go back."
"Concubine/Concubine, please retire." All the concubines only thought that this was a matter of honor for the Emperor and the Empress, and did not dare to stay any longer. After receiving the Emperor's order, they stood up and bowed to leave.
Of course, there are some special ones among these concubines.
Concubine Xian Uranala did not leave, but looked at Hongli with worry on her face and heartache in her eyes.
"emperor……"
"You go down too!"
Qingying was just about to comfort Hongli, but she was shouted back by Hongli in a bad tone. She felt very uncomfortable and frowned slightly, but said nothing. She just said "I'm sorry, my concubine" and then backed away.
Hongliping dismissed everyone, went to help Fucha Langhua up in person, and called softly: "Langhua."
The tone was gentle that Fucha Langhua had never experienced before, but it was also a familiar voice, which made Fucha Langhua raise her head blankly, as if it took a lot of effort to remember who the man in front of her was.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty! Our Yonglian... Yonglian him..." Fucha Langhua burst into tears before he finished speaking. Thinking of his son leaving him like this, Fucha Langhua I just feel heartbroken.
Yonglian was the legitimate son that Hongli dreamed of, and he was also the legitimate son that Hongli had high hopes for. Now that he died, how could he not be sad, but life had to go on. He was the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. How could he be the same as Fucha Langhua because of the loss of his heir? I lost my heart and soul like that.
"Lang Hua, I know, I know, Yong Lian is a good boy, but you are the queen, you must not lose the queen's face, you have to cheer up, you still have to watch Yong Lian's funeral ceremony." Hongli thought to himself It's kind of you to speak for yourself.
But these words were extremely harsh in Fucha Langya's ears. Fucha Langya looked at Hongli in disbelief: "Your Majesty..."