Chapter 221: Crowned Queen!

The news of Xue Youli's pregnancy added joy to New Year's Eve.

There were continuous fireworks in the night sky and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time. This New Year was very special for her.

In January, Murong Che was still very busy. In addition to dealing with the accumulated government affairs, he also had to worship his ancestors and meet with court officials.

By the time everything was settled, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month had already passed.

That morning, Wang Defa came to Zhaohua Palace with the imperial edict.

"The Emperor, in accordance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims: I am the heir to the order of Heaven and the successor to the great cause. Concubine Xi, Xue, is a virtuous and elegant lady, and she is dignified and virtuous. She is specially named Empress Dowager, and takes the position of the Central Palace, to inherit the ancestral temple and be the mother of the world. She is granted the residence of Fengyi Palace. I hope that the Empress Dowager will work hard to be self-disciplined, be diligent and frugal, and live up to my expectations. My dear!"

Xue Youli knelt on the ground and raised her hands above her head, "I accept your order and thank you!"

"Congratulations, Queen!"

After Xue Youli was helped up by Banxia, ​​she immediately gave Wang Defa a big red envelope and said, "Thank you, Eunuch Wang."

"The enthronement ceremony is scheduled for one month later, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs is already rushing to make a phoenix robe for the queen."

In February, the weather gradually became warmer.

Murong Che held a grand ceremony to crown Xue Youli as the queen.

Xue Youli was dressed in a phoenix robe, standing side by side with Murong Che, accepting the worship of civil and military officials.

The procedure for the ceremony of enthroning the empress was very complicated. The whole ceremony was not completed until one had paid homage to all the emperors of all dynasties in the Fengxian Hall.

When Xue Youli returned to Fengyi Palace, she was so tired that she could hardly open her eyes. Murong Che still helped her remove her makeup and wash herself personally.

Banxia saw Murong Che patiently wringing out a handkerchief to coax Xue Youli to wash her hands and wipe her face, and immediately took all the palace servants out of the bedroom, leaving the emperor and empress alone.

"Are you tired today?"

Seeing that Xue Youli could hardly keep her eyelids open, Murong Che pinched her face with heartache.

"Well, Your Majesty, please remember to remove the makeup on my face." Xue Youli half closed her eyes and let the man serve her.

Since she was diagnosed with pregnancy, she seldom wore makeup. However, the coronation ceremony was a grand occasion after all, so she naturally had to put on the most exquisite makeup and look her most beautiful to accept the kneeling worship of court officials.

"Okay." Murong Che lovingly washed her face and removed her makeup, took off her hairpin, and then carried her to bed. "Go to sleep. I'll stay here with you tonight."

"Um."

Xue Youli responded in a naive manner and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Murong Che looked at her peaceful sleeping face, then bent down and kissed her on the lips.

…

A few days later, when a palace maid came to Fengyi Palace to deliver spring clothes, it was discovered that the clothes were sprinkled with a large amount of musk, which can cause miscarriage.

After the interrogation, the palace maid confessed that it was Xue Qingyao who instructed her to give musk to Xue Youli.

As a result, Xue Qingyao was thrown into jail and awaited his fate.

Zicheng Palace.

Murong Che was reviewing memorials. After hearing about this, he said to Wang Defa, "Didn't the small pillar in Minghua Palace get transferred to under your nose? Find a reason and deal with it."

He knew that the lives of Xue Qingyao and Xiao Zhuzi were closely linked by the lover Gu.

As long as Xiao Zhuzi dies, Xue Qingyao will also die.

"I obey your order."

Wang Defa was extremely efficient in his work and soon beat Xiao Zhuzi to death with a stick on the pretext that he had broken the emperor's favorite porcelain.

Meanwhile, the Department of Justice.

Before Deng Qing could torture Xue Qingyao, she suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and curled up in pain.

She clutched her collar tightly, gasping for breath like a fish stranded on the shore.

Why?

Why did she still not escape the fate of death after living a new life?

She was so unwilling, but she could do nothing but watch her life slip away.

Since God allowed her to be reborn, why did he let Xue Youli live and oppose her at every turn?

She cursed the injustice of God in her heart. After she cursed a few words, her body suddenly stiffened and her pupils dilated.

Deng Qing noticed something was wrong and when he rushed over to check on her, she was already dead.

As the most insignificant concubine in the harem, Xue Qingyao's death did not cause any waves.

…

A few days later, Rong Qingyue took the initiative to go to Zicheng Palace to ask to see Murong Che.

As soon as she entered, she knelt in front of the table and said, "Your Majesty, I want to take Xier to Jinghua Temple to worship Buddha."

The harem is a place of right and wrong. If Rong Qingyue had not had to, she would not have chosen to enter the palace.

Now that Xue Youli is pregnant, it's time for her and Xier to step down as shields.

Murong Che knew what she was thinking. He hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Have you thought it through?"

"Yes! Please grant me your blessing, Your Majesty!"

Murong Che said, "Jinghua Temple is not suitable for Xier. I went to Jiangnan a few years ago and I really liked the beautiful scenery there. Xier has lived in the palace since she was a child. You should take Xier south to see the beautiful mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou."

Rong Qingyue naturally wanted to take the child away from the capital. She was originally worried that Murong Che would not agree. When she heard him say this, she bowed deeply to him and said, "Thank you, my lord, for your grace!"

When she left Zicheng Palace, Murong Che thought for a moment and spoke to her from behind, "When you and your son leave the capital, I will announce to the world that the little princess died of illness and Concubine Rong died of grief. After you leave, you can restore Xier's male body. He must have had a hard time in the palace for five years, and it's time to let him be his true self again."

"I understand."

Rong Qingyue's back stiffened for a moment, she nodded in response, then quickened her pace and left.

A month later, news came from the palace that the little princess had died of an asthma attack.

A few days later, Concubine Rong suddenly fell seriously ill and passed away with her daughter.

Spring is here and flowers are blooming outside Beijing.

A peach grove spread out along the slope. A breeze blew from the depths of the grove, and pink petals fluttered down from the sky.

Rong Qingyue was holding a cute little boy by her side, and she said to the people who came to see her off, "Everyone, just send him here. I will write to you when I settle down in Jiangnan."

Xue Youli nodded and looked at her with a smile, "Okay! Sister Rong, take care of yourselves, we'll see you later!"

Then, she touched Murong Xi's head again, "Xi'er, goodbye!"

"Can't you go to Jiangnan with us? Mother said Jiangnan is very beautiful and has a lot of delicious food!"

Xue Youli met Murong Xi's eager eyes, raised his hand to indicate a height, and coaxed her softly, "When you grow this tall, I will go to Jiangnan to see you!"

"Really?"

"Really? I never lie to children."

"Okay, let's pull the hook!"

Murong Xi stretched out his chubby little hand, hooked his pinky finger around hers, and said in a childish voice, "Pull the hook and hang yourself, and don't change it for a hundred years!"

Rong Qingyue looked at Xue Youli and raised the corner of her mouth, "Ali, can I call you that?"

Xue Youli nodded without hesitation, "Of course!"

"Although I am reluctant to leave, all good things must come to an end. See you later!"

Rong Qingyue picked up her son and got on the carriage. The driver whipped the horse and the carriage drove slowly along the official road towards the depths of the peach forest.

Xue Youli watched the carriage go farther and farther away, and silently blessed the mother and son in her heart, hoping that their future lives would be as gorgeous and romantic as this peach tree!

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In late summer and early autumn, the weather is still hot and muggy.

Xue Youli's belly is getting bigger and bigger.

That day, she was walking in the Yu Garden, and she saw Chu Xinyue walking towards her from a distance, "Ali!"

Xue Youli looked at her slightly bulging belly and quickly warned her, "Walk slower! You said you're already four months pregnant, why are you still so nervous?"

Chu Xinyue stuck out her tongue at her, "I heard that your due date is approaching. I'm worried about you being alone, so I'm going to stay with you in the palace for a while! I'll go back after you give birth to the baby!"

Xue Youli immediately hugged Chu Xinyue's arm and said coquettishly, "Thank you, Ah Yue!"

Chu Xinyue snorted, "Don't give me that! When I give birth to my baby, you have to go to Prince Kang's mansion to accompany me!"

Xue Youli agreed immediately, "Then I will definitely arrange everything for you!"

The two were chatting and laughing when Xue Youli suddenly felt a warm current flowing from her abdomen.

Chu Xinyue saw her holding her stomach and supported her nervously, "Ali, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Youli replied, "I... am about to give birth!"

…

When Murong Che heard that she was about to give birth, he dropped all his affairs and rushed to Fengyi Palace as soon as possible.

The door of the bedroom was closed. Xue Youli was lying on the bed with a piece of silk cloth in her mouth.

Banxia stood at the head of the bed, cheering her up, holding a plate of ginseng slices in her hands, "My queen! Push harder! Push harder!"

The midwives were standing by the bed, one of them holding a pair of scissors in her hand.

"My Lady! I can see the child's head! Try harder!"

Xue Youli's hair was wet with sweat, and she was in agony on the bed.

Giving birth to a child is something that not everyone can endure. After giving birth to this one, she never wants to have another one!

Chu Xinyue sat on the bed, holding Xue Youli's hands tightly with both hands, "Ali, you are already great! Try harder!"

"It hurts so much... Ah Yue... I have never suffered such a great pain in my life..."

Xue Youli tore off the silk cloth from her mouth and spoke to her intermittently. In the end, she was in so much pain that she had no strength left. She turned her head and bit Chu Xinyue's arm.

"ah--!!!"

Murong Che was standing outside and was about to break in when he heard the screams from the bedroom. He was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized that the scream was full of energy and was not Xue Youli's voice.

"Wow-wah-wah-wah"

Not long after, a loud cry of a baby was heard from the hall.

Then, the midwife came out holding a baby, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Queen has given birth to a little prince!"

Murong Che glanced at his crying son and asked with a frown, "How is the queen?"

"The Empress has exhausted herself giving birth and passed out due to exhaustion. But don't worry, Your Majesty. The Imperial Physician has diagnosed the Empress and she will wake up soon if she gets enough rest."

Murong Che breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"Your Majesty, look at the little prince. He looks so much like you!"

Murong Che ignored the midwife and turned to Banxia and ordered, "Take the little prince away. He is too noisy. Don't disturb the Queen's rest."

"yes!"

When the newborn baby was taken away by Banxia, ​​it seemed to cry even louder.

Murong Che ignored his son and quickly entered the bedroom.

As soon as you step into the temple, you can smell the faint smell of blood in the air.

Chu Xinyue saw the man approaching, bowed, and tactfully left the hall.

Murong Che looked at the woman who had fainted on the big bed. He raised his hand to brush away the sweat-soaked hair on her cheek, then leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, his eyes full of pity. "Ali, you've worked so hard!"

Xue Youli's eyes were tightly closed, and her long hair was spread out on the pillow in a mess.

Murong Che stared at her pale face, his heart knotted in a knot.

He just sat beside the bed, accompanying her quietly.

No wonder people often say that giving birth is like taking one foot into the gate of hell.

When he was waiting outside just now, he just felt that giving birth was too torturous and too scary. There was only one thought in his mind: never let her suffer this again in the future!