Chapter 313: The Iraqis have gone, and the past cannot be traced

After Jun Yusul entered the bedroom, he first came to the bedside and sat down to look at Shangguan Wan's face. Although her sweaty hair was wet and the blue silk was scattered, her lips were still a little pink. Her eyes were closed, and her breath was stable. After listening to the imperial doctors diagnosing her pulse through the gauze curtain, she was finally relieved a little. At this time, the Mothers happened to take care of the newborn little prince, hugged the emperor happily and smiled, "Your Majesty, how much the little prince looks like his father. Thick eyebrows and big eyes, but they are very beautiful and clever.

Jun Yusul suddenly took the child and hugged him. He saw the petite baby lying in the yellow baby. At this time, he was also asleep. In fact, he couldn't see who he looked like between his eyebrows. He could only instinctively look at the ** person, so he said, "Where do you look like me? It is said that his son Xiao's mother, in my opinion, he is very much like his mother.

After saying that, he seemed to be flattering, handed the child to Shangguan Wan and said softly to her, "Wan'er, if you can wake up and have a look, you will know how well-behaved our child is."

While saying this, suddenly, Shangguan Wanyan, who had been lying with his eyes closed, woke up and turned around.

Jun Yu was overjoyed and said, "Come on, look at the child. Which of the names I took before, which one do you think is better?

Shangguan Wan nodded weakly, only smiled weakly at the child, and said, "The emperor likes whichever one is better. I just want the emperor to cherish this child and let him grow up safely and become rich in the world, and my concubine has nothing else to ask for.

Jun Yushou felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this. Originally, when he was overjoyed, but it seemed that some of his last words had been brought out, so he shook his head and said, "But you can't say that you are the mother of the child. The reason why I can't choose so many names is that I want you to name the child. Wan'er, I'm really happy. Thank you for giving birth to this child for me. Thank you for all the time. Don't worry, I will keep it in mind. I will make up for you in the future.

Shangguan Wanyan still has her eyes, as if she is too weak to speak. Shaoqing, a doctor came in with a steaming soup and saluted, "Your Majesty, the Guyuan soup opened by the imperial doctor has been boiled out, and I will serve the Empress to drink it."

"Go down and take good care of the little prince. I'll come to feed the imperial concubine."

Jun Yusul said, then carefully helped Shangguan Wanxuan up and put it up a little higher with two cushions. Shangguan Wan lowered her head and took a big sip of soup. A mass of water vapor emerged from the white jade porcelain cup, like a hazy white fog in winter, covering her petite face.

The steaming water seemed to be too hot. Gradually, her eyes were red, and tears fell into the soup. Jun Yusuli was so distressed. After reaching out to wipe her twice, she heard her cry and said, "Your Majesty, and now that the child is born, there is nothing to worry about. The only thing I can't rest assured is this child. It's just that my concubine is so lucky that I'm afraid I can't be a good mother, and I ask the emperor to..."

She said that her voice was choked out of tune. Jun Yuchen reached out and patted her on the back, and immediately said unhappily, "What are you talking about?" Good, dead and alive, I don't allow you to say this again! Otherwise... Otherwise, I will never talk to you again."

Shangguan Wan sighed and whispered, "The emperor only said that he would not agree to me, right? I really don't want to say anything else now.

Jun Yuchen pity that she suffered so much in order to give birth to this child, and she was in confinement. Originally, everything should have been answered. Now she took her hand and nodded, "Yes, I promise you. Can't I promise you? Seeing that you are so tired, I'm here with you. Have a good sleep, okay?"

Shangguan Wan nodded, but after a while, she suddenly said, "I want to have a good sleep, but I don't want the emperor to accompany me. Your Majesty, you have been tired for most of the day, so you'd better go back to have a rest. With you here, I feel uneasy even if I fall asleep.

Jun Yu was angry and funny when she heard the words, but she stroked her green silk and said, "Why is this? Are you restless when you are by my side? What's the reason?"

Shangguan Wanxuan seemed to be very tired. She shook her head feebly and her voice gradually became intermittent. She said, "No, my concubine must be ugly and embarrassed now, and she doesn't look good at all. I want you to remember my most beautiful appearance..."

Jun Yusult first realized that when it was time, she was still in the mood to take care of her appearance. Hearing this, he said softly, "Who said that you don't look good now?" In my opinion, you are the most beautiful now. Wan'er, if you are tired, just sleep! I asked someone to bring water in for you, and I will personally wipe your face and comb your hair well..."

Shangguan Wanyan seemed to hear the emperor's words. She nodded almost invisibly and answered something vaguely. Jun Yu immediately ordered someone to bring a comb and Ai Yeshui in and wipe it for her carefully and patiently. The deep love between the imperial concubines is really envied by the palace people serving in the bedroom.

Seeing that the little prince was finally born smoothly, Ye Heminglu and others also breathed a sigh of relief. After Daoxi, he sat in the hall for a while. Ye Heming got up and left. Not long after walking out of the gate of Qingfeng Palace, he suddenly heard a noise in the bedroom.

I saw a maid beside Shangguan Wan, who ran out of it sadly and pulled Ye Heminglu and cried, "Princess, the princess is not well. My mother suddenly... No, the emperor asked you to go in and have a look. Mother..."

When Ye Heming heard the words, his heartbeat seemed to stop suddenly. It was not all right. After Junyu went in, he didn't hear any bad news. Is it just the illusion of returning light? If so, then...

Ye Heminglu rushed in, but Liu Shan rushed out and said to Ye Heminglu, "Princess, it's urgent. The emperor has ordered you to go in and have a look immediately."

Ye Heming nodded and knew that things were bound to be small, so he had to order the maid beside him, "I will go first and have a look. Don't say anything first. Don't make trouble at this time."

The maid nodded and said, "Yes, princess."

When I came in, I looked into the hall and saw that the hall had been crowded with concubines, all of whom were full of sadness, but I couldn't see what the mood was inside.

Ye Heminglu shook her head and felt for the first time that it was the wisest thing that she met Jiang Jiantao and didn't do anything.

There are much fewer people in the bedroom. The little prince had already been taken to the side hall next door to be fed. Ye Heminglu came forward and saw that several imperial doctors knelt down on the ground and did not dare to make a sound.

I saw the pale young imperial concubine lying in the brocade pile. The emperor was sitting by the bedside holding Shangguan Wan's hand. His face was too sad and there was no expression at all. Several maids beside him cried sobs and shrugged their shoulders but did not dare to speak loudly. They just looked at the changes in front of him at a loss.

Ye Heminglu put his hand on Shangguan Wan's pulse. After a moment, he frowned in surprise and asked several imperial doctors in a low voice, "Are you poisoned? This... How is that possible?"

The imperial doctors seemed to have been sweating for a long time, and they could only tremble when they heard the words: "When I returned to the princess's words, when the ministers just took their pulse, they could not notice the symptoms of the Empress's poisoning. I think it should be after giving birth to the little prince..."

So? Unexpectedly, someone just did this under the emperor's eyes?

In addition to Ye Heming's shock, he also admired the courage of this person. But when I looked at Jun Yusultium, I couldn't say anything about the sadness and anger in my eyes.

The scene of Shangguan Wanying was almost coming to an end, and her hard-opened eyes seemed to bring out her soul. She tried her best to look around the hall, and the wet nurse hurriedly picked up the little prince who was still in swaddle.

The corners of her mouth kept whispering, but her voice was weak and mosquitoes were indistinguishable. Jun Yuxuan had to put her body to her mouth and only heard Shangguan Wan's intermittent sobs, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty,..."

Jun Yusultan almost scratched the skirt of his clothes, and the nine-patterned golden dragon on it seemed to know the master's sadness. The dragon's eyes were glaring at the frame, as if questioning why the sky brought this life and death.

"Wan'er, Wan'er... I swear to you that I will take care of our children in person in the future and make him the proudest prince of Jinxu. No, I want to make him prince and let him inherit my foundation. I want to..."

"No, emperor, I don't want him to be a prince, I... As long as he is happy and carefree all his life..."

Shangguan Wan just smiled quietly in the last period of her life. In her dying eyes, she once again saw the dream of the past, the innocence of her childhood, the girl's righteousness without hesitation, and the more than ten years of love and hate. At this time, it suddenly seemed to be a prosperous and illusory dream.

Why is it gradually difficult to breathe in the chest? What is the throat?

Shangguan Wanyan seemed to hear the sound of sobbing behind him, and the true and false sadness was submerged in the crowd, but what is there to be afraid at this moment? Those achievements and fame, wealth and wealth, love and hate, love and hatred, all the light exchanged for step by step, are like the gorgeous and short night of midsummer insects, which will come to an end with the great power of death.

Historical Records: On the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month after the new emperor ascended the throne, the imperial concubine Shangguan died at the age of 17. Because of his contributions to the birth of the emperor's eldest son, after he learned about it, the emperor's grief and was posthumously named Princess Renzheng Xiaoxian, and was buried in Guanjing Mausoleum in the east of the imperial mausoleum.

This night, Zichu was in the Magnolia Palace and clearly heard the sound of the golden bell from the northeast corner of the palace. It was the sound of the death knell announcing the princess's death. The bells are long and ringing through the night sky.

Zichu never thought that Shangguan Wanying, who was in the same year as him, still watched him standing in front of him vividly a few days ago, but now he listens to the sound of her death knell with his own ears. Obviously, people who love each other can't stay together. Wealth and power are like king jade, but they can't keep their beloved people. May I ask if there is more ridiculous than this in the world. What's the matter?