After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

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

When the new emperor was young, a group of lively and beautiful little palace maidens were added to the palace. There were lush vegetation everywhere, and the palace was full of vitality and bustling everywhere.

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. The previously exquisite and rich ruffled skirt 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 formerly moist hair seemed a bit dry and yellow. Her little face was no longer as bright and beautiful as it used to be. 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 was the maid raised by Pei Chuchu, and she respected 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 rejected other palace maids and servants.

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.

A feeling of fear arose in Xiao Dingzhao's heart for no reason.

He held her hand tightly.

He lowered his head and placed 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 to 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 good at medical skills, but even Jiang Tian can't explain where the disease comes from, shaking her head.

"Sister Pei..."

Xiao Dingzhao frowned.

…

In the blink of an eye, it’s the Ghost Festival.

The palace attaches great importance to the Ghost Festival and specially invites monks to the palace to pray for blessings. Bon 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 ,

It's 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 the 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 hurriedly signaled her to be silent, glanced at Pei Minmin, and whispered, "My cousin is still here!"

Pei Minmin ate a piece of flower cake gracefully.

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 share the rain and dew. This shows that she is not a virtuous person. Human. How can this kind of enchanting concubine who enchants the common people be worthy of being my sister? I wish she would be here sooner—"

She didn't say anything further, only 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 remembered something, her eyes brightened, and she whispered: "Have you heard? In recent days, His Majesty has not set foot in Zhaoyang Palace once. I heard that it was because Pei Chuchu was seriously ill, which made his appearance ugly, so I don’t like 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 burst into laughter.

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

The Buddha Hall in the palace.

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

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

I haven’t been to Zhaoyang Palace for several days.

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

Afraid to see her withered look.

Afraid to hear the news that she has run out of gas.

She had obviously joked with him in early summer, but how long had it passed before she became so ill?

There are three lanterns on the Buddha's desk.

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 alone in the palace. She also 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 suddenly picked up in the summer evening. It blew in, and the colorful prayer flags swayed violently. The bamboo and wooden 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.

——Enmity turns into resentment, and people and things are not in harmony.

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

"His Majesty!"

Heartbreaking cries suddenly came from outside the hall.

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 is dead!"

There was a "click" sound.

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

Buddha is still smiling.

The green lotus enshrined on the Buddha's table quietly dropped a petal.

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