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Chapter 1147 The imperial concubine passed away

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    In the hot summer season, the weather is getting hotter.

    When the new emperor was young, a group of lively and beautiful little palace maids were added to the palace. The vegetation was lush and full of life, and everything he saw was lively.

    In Zhaoyang Palace, Pei Chuchu seemed to be sick.

    She lay on the imperial concubine's bed all day long, not much dressed up, her body was thin and her complexion was sallow, and the previously exquisite and rich ruffle dress looked very loose and cumbersome on her body.

    At dusk, Xiao Dingzhao came to visit her, but she was already asleep.

    The young man stood in front of the couch, a little dazed.

    Sister Pei is always very sleepy these days when she is sick.

    The few times he came, she always fell asleep.

    If he hadn't known that she was sick, he would have suspected that she didn't want to see him.

    Xiao Dingzhao sat beside the couch.

    The girl's long black hair was spread out on the pillow. The ends of her hair that were once moist seemed a bit dry and yellow. Her little face was no longer as bright and beautiful as before. The haggard look between her brows and eyes was like a dull knife, sharpening his heart again and again.  .

    He worriedly brushed away the broken hair from her forehead and whispered: "What did the imperial doctor say?"

    The maid's eyes were red and swollen, and she had obviously just cried. She said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know the cause of the disease, but I only prescribed a few prescriptions to calm the nerves I drink these prescriptions every day, but they are of no use. The empress is still getting weaker and weaker.  Aren¡¯t you going to drag your empress to death?!¡±

    She is the maid raised by Pei Chuchu, and she respects Pei Chuchu more than anyone else.

    Realizing that she had said the word "death", her tears burst out instantly.

    She quickly bowed her head and knelt down: "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

    Xiao Dingzhao looked calm and motioned for her to retreat.

    He also dismissed other palace maids and chamberlains.

    The bedroom was quiet, and I could vaguely hear the chirping of cicadas coming from the screen window.

    The sunset came through the room and fell gently on the two of them, making the girl's complexion warmer. She was in a trance like a god that could not be grasped.

    In the bottom of Xiao Dingzhao's heart, a feeling of fear arose for no reason.

    He held her hand tightly.

    He lowered his head and put her palm against his cheek.

    During this period, in addition to inviting imperial doctors to take care of her, it was not impossible to invite folk miracle doctors into the palace.

    Even the doctors from Jinlingyou were invited into the palace one after another.

    Although Magic Doctor Jiang is not here, his daughter Jiang Tian is also very skilled in medicine. But even Jiang Tian can¡¯t explain where the disease comes from while shaking her head.

    "Sister Pei"

    Xiao Dingzhao frowned.

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    It¡¯s the Ghost Festival in the blink of an eye.

    The palace attaches great importance to the Hungry Ghost Festival, and specially invited monks to the palace to pray for blessings. Bon orchid basins, incense candles, paper money and other items for worship have also been prepared in advance.

    The concubines also received special permission to worship their ancestors in the palace.

    Pei Minmin and several concubines gathered together to talk.

    A concubine was eating melon seeds and said mysteriously: "Have you heard that the man from Zhaoyang Palace is getting thinner and thinner, and he is no longer in human form? The reason why monks are invited to the palace to pray for blessings during the Lantern Festival this year  , also because of her.¡±

    Xu Wanwan is also among them.

    That time, Xiao Dingzhao and Pei Chuchu were angry and deliberately sealed a group of concubines. Xu Wanwan took advantage of that time to enter the palace.

    She pinched her handkerchief and sneered: "So, what's the use of being a noble concubine? People who are not blessed can't stand the glory and wealth. A vixen like Pei Chuchu has to be raised cheaply!"

    "Shh!" A concubine in pink quickly signaled her to be silent, glanced at Pei Minmin, and whispered, "My cousin is still here!"

    Pei Minmin ate a piece of flower cake elegantly.

    She wiped her fingertips clean with a handkerchief, completely aloof from the incident: "Although we are cousins, don't you know how I treat her? She occupies His Majesty's favor and never advises His Majesty to get wet with rain and dew. This shows that she is not a virtuous person."  Human. How can such a charming concubine, who has seduced the common people, be worthy of being my sister? I wish she would be here sooner¡ª"

    She didn¡¯t say anything further, she just smiled proudly.

    Although all the concubines had different expressions, the corners of their lips could not stop raising.

    Pei Minmin¡¯s words spoke to their hearts.

    As long as Pei Chuchu dies, His Majesty's thoughts will naturally be on them.

    They wish Pei Chuchu would die soon.

    Xu Wanwan thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she whispered: "Have you heard? In recent days, His Majesty has not set foot in Zhaoyang Palace even once. I heard that it was because Pei Chuchu was seriously ill, which caused the rong?Became ugly and therefore unpopular with His Majesty.  "

    "It seems that she is only favored because of her face."

    "Oh, I feel very happy when I think that in a while, Pei Chuchu will no longer be arrogant in the palace!"

    ""

    The concubines laughed happily.

    ??The sound of chanting sutras and wooden fish could be heard faintly outside the window. It was the eminent monks praying for blessings.

    The Buddhist Hall in the Palace.

    The young emperor was dressed in white and knelt quietly on the futon.

    He put his palms together and looked up at the three-foot-tall golden Buddha statue.

    It has been several days since I went to Zhaoyang Palace.

    Occasionally, a palace maid came to report her situation, but he was unwilling to listen.

    Afraid to see her withered look.

    Afraid of hearing the news that she has run out of gas.

    She had been joking with him in the early summer, but how long had it passed before she became so ill?

    There are three bright lanterns on the Buddha's table.

    Many scenes passed through the young man¡¯s mind like a revolving lantern.

    When he was young, his sister Pei, who lived thousands of miles away from him

    Sister Pei was implicated by him and forced to stay in the palace as a companion

    His sister Pei lost her parents when she was young, and later lost her status as a noblewoman and was locked up in the palace alone. She secretly shed tears in the middle of the night, and stood alone behind the huge palace door, looking up in grievance.  He stared at the birds outside the palace.

    She works harder than any girl and is more talented than any girl.

    But this whole life has been spent in the deep palace where the sun never shines

    A huge lotus palace lantern hangs on the top of the palace.

    The wind in the summer evening suddenly picked up. It blew in, and the colorful prayer flags swayed violently. The bamboo and wood stick tubes spun and fell from the table, and hundreds of sticks were scattered all over the floor.

    A bamboo stick fell right in front of the boy-

    Deep gratitude turns into resentment, and people and affairs are not in harmony.

    Xiao Dingzhao looked at the signature and was stunned for a moment, then slowly reached out and picked it up¡ª¡ª

    "Your Majesty!"

    Heartbreaking cries suddenly came from outside the palace.

    The little palace maid serving Pei Chuchu stepped into the threshold with tears on her face, and knelt down behind Xiao Dingzhao in despair: "Your Majesty, the empress has died!"

    "Click" sound.

    The signature in Xiao Dingzhao's hand fell to the ground.

    The Buddha is still smiling.

    The green lotus enshrined on the Buddha's table quietly dropped a petal.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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