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Chapter 311: pleasant distress
Chapter 311: pleasant distress
??Chapter 311 Pleasant distress
??The silver-white figure is as pine as cypress.
??When the boy left, the emperor sighed, "Weiwei's death day is coming."
??He wasn't even sure whether his son came back because of him who was pretending to be sick, or because of the death anniversary of his mother and concubine.
??The **** came forward and asked about the detailed matters to be prepared on the day of death.
??Originally, these are all stipulated specifications, and there is no need to ask the emperor.
??If it was someone else who died, this is indeed the case.
?? But this is the imperial concubine.
?? is the imperial concubine favored by the emperor.
?? After simply raising the specifications a few points, the emperor asked the eunuchs to follow them.
??The **** retreated wisely.
one Year.
?? It has been a year since the imperial concubine died.
?? But obviously, the emperor has not come out yet.
?? Or in other words, he will never get out in this life.
??The **** sighed. It was rumored in the imperial capital that the imperial concubine doted on the harem, was arrogant and self-willed, occupied the emperor and did not allow others to be favored, but everyone in the palace knew that the imperial concubine did not love the emperor.
??But the emperor loves the imperial concubine deeply.
?? During the year after her death, no one was allowed to mention her.
?? No one is allowed to destroy any flowers and trees in her palace.
?? Forbid others to wear her favorite color clothes.
??If someone violates the law, shoot to kill.
??The only ones who could enter the palace were Yan Qingzhui, except for a few sweeping maids who were meticulous in their work.
??The maid opened the vermilion palace door, and the moment he stepped in, a white cat a few sizes larger than Snow Cake fell from the sky and hit him on the shoulder.
??Yan Qing chased forward without changing his face.
??The former personal lady-in-waiting stepped forward to salute, and wanted to take the cat away, but Yan Qing chased him down, "That's good."
??It's a pity that the cat is too big.
??It is not easy to put on the top of the head.
?? Otherwise he wants to try it too.
??Everything remained as it was, even the little daisy that emerged from the stones on the road and was named and left by the imperial concubine was swaying in place.
??There is a peach blossom tree planted in front of the court, it is not used to watch peach blossoms, but to eat peaches.
?? A small water tank is bare and does not match the surroundings.
??There is a lotus pond in his palace, and there are two lotus plants in the water tank that he dug out and planted by himself.
?? I don't know if it will bloom in autumn.
??The fish raised inside are very strange.
??The lady in the palace explained at the right time that the small fish inside had indeed been replaced with new ones.
?? Old, dead.
??She didn't dare to say these two words.
?? Now this word has become a taboo in the palace.
?? "No problem, death is like a lamp going out, the living must learn to accept this fact."
??The palace lady was surprised.
??Yan Qing chased into the hall.
?? It was cleaned very clean, but it didn't look like the imperial concubine's palace at all.
?? There are no court ladies coming and going.
??Treasures and delicacies presented like flowing water.
??No pyrotechnics.
?? Not popular.
??He was the only one left in the hall, Yan Qingzhui raised his hand and stroked the fat cat, with a gentle voice, "If you meet her again, will you recognize her?"
?? The fat cat meowed.
?? "Can you smell it?" Yan Qingzhui asked again.
??The fat cat is too lazy to meow.
?? "I saw her."
?? "I'm sure that's my concubine mother."
?? “It was an amazing feeling.”
?? "From the moment I saw her, I didn't feel sad. I knew she just changed her life."
?? "Her food is good, I was lucky to taste it, and I like it very much."
?? "Her family also has a cat, which is as beautiful as yours."
??The fat cat meowed heavily.
??Yan Qingzhui took it off his shoulders and put it in the nest beside the table.
??It is much heavier than snow cake.
??I can't lift my shoulders anymore.
??Yan Qingzhui suddenly let out a low laugh, still in a gentle voice, "I don't know how to face the anniversary of my death for a few days now."
?? Is it possible to really want to copy the scriptures of the past?
inappropriate.
?? Rarely distressed.
?? is pleasant distress.
??(end of this chapter)