When he entered the door, he saw the aunt in charge crying in front of the corridor of Changmen Hall. Yuan Qingling stepped in and asked with a white face, "Where is the Empress?"

The aunt in charge said even more: "Stay in the hall, Princess, please come in quickly."

Yuan Qingling took a deep breath. The fatigue of the past few days made her feel a little breathless as Hu Fei said.

When I stepped into the hall, I smelled a decadent smell of mold. There was not much furniture here, but it had already become moldy and hairy. After wiping it for a long time, the spots still couldn't get rid of.

The light was bleak, and Yuan Qingling entered the bedroom, and there was still a smell of mold. The imperial concubine sat in front of the bed just prepared and was tidying her little clothes herself. These little clothes were made for the children in her belly. Now that she has moved them over, she naturally needs to clean up her life.

Seeing Yuan Qingling come, she smiled and said, "Come?"

The tone was light and the wind was light, as if there was no unhappiness.

"Move out, you can't live here!" Yuan Qingling coughed. The smell was very pungent, and the air seemed to be wet.

"It's good here!" She turned her head and smiled, wrinkles raised in the corners of her eyes, but they didn't look old, but gave people a calm elegance. "Just put it a little bit, but you shouldn't have come!"

Yuan Qingling almost cried, "I am tired of you, how can I watch you feel wronged?"

The imperial concubine patted the bedside and said softly: "Sit down and talk, don't be excited."

Yuan Qingling sat down, took a breath, and felt the moldy smell penetrated into his nose again, feeling very uncomfortable, "It's really impossible to stay here, it's very decayed. This palace may not collapse at any time!"

"Okay, okay!" The imperial concubine smiled and patted her hands, "Then I will really live and die with this palace."

When she patted Yuan Qingling's hand, she faced her face, and the finger marks on her right face could no longer be concealed.

Yuan Qingling felt ache in his heart, his eyes suddenly turned red. He looked at her face and asked in a hoarse voice: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" The imperial concubine lowered her head and gently swept her small clothes with her fingers. The voice was soft, "It hurts, it doesn't hurt now."

"I'll go find him!" Yuan Qingling was so angry that he didn't even want to call him father. She couldn't let the imperial concubine suffer grievances for her.

"Don't look for it!" The imperial concubine reached out and pulled her wrist, her eyes were deep, "It's great, I can't see anything, I just live my own purity. Whoever wants to care about the affairs in the harem, who cares about me, I'm tired."

"Mother," Yuan Qingling swallowed even more. Her words sounded so heartbreaking. "If you don't want to go back, then go to the Chu Palace and live with me and Lao Wu. Let's take care of you."

The imperial concubine smiled, "That would be great, but there is no hurry. Let's wait until I have a baby. This child will be born in the palace."

Yuan Qingling knew that she was a slander. She would not go to the Chu Palace. It would be much better for a child to be born in the Chu Palace than in this broken place.

"Don't do this, I'm not sad anymore. Why are you sad? By the way, how about Concubine Hu?"

Yuan Qingling sighed and said, "The child is gone, but she is very worried about you."

The imperial concubine showed a sad look on her face, not for herself, but for the child in Hu's belly. "Although she is mentally prepared, I feel very uncomfortable when I hear you say it. I actually feel ashamed of Hu's concubine. If I really think about her, I should have someone look for you at that time, but in my heart, I will also consider who is inferior and who is more serious. Hu trusts me very much, and I disappointed her." 180 Novel

Yuan Qingling shook her head, "She didn't blame you. In fact, even if I went, I couldn't save her child. She knew it in her heart."

The imperial concubine said: "Concubine Hu is a clear-headed person. She knows the emperor's attention to her, and this emphasis has put a lot of pressure on her. Originally, she was favored and the people in her palace enjoyed happiness. It just happened to be the opposite. If Concubine Hu said something unhappy or felt a little uncomfortable, the emperor would have to take his anger at the people in her palace. Concubine Hu dared not have a small emotion, but lived cautiously. I have to be careful when seeing this. I really don't dare to invite you over, for fear that something happened to her will fall on you in the end."

Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly, and the concubines were looking forward to it in their dreams, but she couldn't stand it when she fell on the head of a person with a temperament like Hu.

The love like a moth to the fire was surrounded by fire, but it was scary. No wonder Concubine Hu would say that she might be wrong.

"Forget it, I won't talk about them anymore. Don't worry about me, and don't let the prince persuade me. I really want to live a quiet life so peacefully and go back." The imperial concubine restrained her mind and forced a smile to say to her.

Yuan Qingling looked at the environment here, how could he bear to let her stay? He was already determined to find Emperor Mingyuan.

The imperial concubine knew her thoughts and sighed, "Don't worry about my business. If you go to the emperor, wouldn't I be slapped in vain? You are the daughter-in-law, how can you interfere in our affairs? Don't seek trouble yourself. Even if you go to pray to God and Buddha, I will live here, let alone ask the emperor."

Yuan Qingling swallowed even more, "Then you just think I'm going to pray to God and worship Buddha."

The imperial concubine smiled, "Silly girl, there are some things we all know. Praying God and Buddha is useless. If it really works, then I will ask you for peace and harmony."

Yuan Qingling saw that she was obviously uncomfortable, but she still had to pretend to be smiling, and her heart was filled with helplessness.

Leaving from Changmen Hall and returning to Qiankun Hall, she tried her best to pretend to be calm and not ask the others in the hall to be sad about the things outside.

The chief assistant woke up and drank some porridge and medicine. However, the person's consciousness was very poor and his eyes didn't seem to be wide open. When Yuan Qingling pushed the needle for him, he said in a daze, it hurt a little.

Yuan Qingling smiled, and everyone laughed. It was always good to know that it hurts and could tell it.

The next morning, he obviously became much more awake, his blood pressure was 100, and his heartbeat gradually became normal.

When Yuan Qingling helped him wash his wound, he opened his eyes and Madam Xi's hand came over. Wake up? Are you hungry?"

The chief minister looked at Yuan Qingling, "Hungry!"

Madam Xi breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll feed you porridge!"

The chief minister still looked at Yuan Qingling, "Okay!"

Yuan Qingling treated him in front of the bed, and Madam Xi stood behind Yuan Qingling, in the same direction, but the chief assistant looked at Yuan Qingling.

Others may not be able to see it, but Yuan Qingling and Grandma Yuan's hearts skipped a beat and looked at each other quickly, but they pressed them silently.

After the wound was treated, Xiaoyao Gong came over to talk to him, "What do you think of you coming back to life?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the chief assistant's lips, "I have to suffer again!"

"I have a life to bear it, and I want to leave us? No way!" Mr. Xiaoyao finally said like a bell again. As he smiled, his eyes suddenly turned red and he leaned down. "I secretly told you that I was sending a letter from Fei Ge. I guess someone will come to let us go in a few days."
Chapter completed!