When the empress dowager woke up, she heard that the emperor had woken up last night. She hurriedly got up, packed her things, and went to see him. Seeing him leaning back on the bed eating, she couldn't help but shed tears.
Mo Qiyuan couldn't help but be moved when he saw that his mother had aged a lot in just one day.
"Mother, I am sorry for making you worry."
The Queen Mother wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's good that he woke up, it's good that he woke up. May God bless my son to be safe."
Afterwards, he had breakfast brought in and ate with the emperor.
After breakfast, Mo Qiyuan dismissed everyone else and discussed things with the Queen Mother and her son in the room.
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Ye Jinyun had just finished breakfast when Xiao Quanzi came hurriedly to report.
It was said that the emperor suddenly fell seriously ill and needed rest. The empress dowager had issued an edict, asking the concubines to stay in their own palaces, not to move around casually, and not to disturb the emperor. She would handle the affairs of the court on their behalf.
Ye Jinyun was shocked when she heard the news. The emperor was seriously ill? Would he die? And would the concubines who didn't sleep with him be buried with him like in the TV shows?
"Xiao Quanzi, have you found out clearly? The emperor is seriously ill. Did you tell me what the illness is and how serious it is?"
"My lady, I don't know about this. The news about the emperor is the hardest to get, but the news of his serious illness was told by the empress dowager herself, and now all the palaces and courtyards know about it."
Seeing that he really didn't know, Ye Jinyun didn't ask anymore. He nodded to indicate that he knew, and then fell into deep thought.
If the emperor died in this dynasty, would the concubines be required to be buried with him?
She had to ask clearly, otherwise she would have to make other plans in her prime years. Don't forget that she still had the drug to fake her death.
After sitting at the table for a while, Yin Zhu happened to come in with a plate of freshly washed fruits. Ye Jinyun quickly called her over:
"Yinzhu, come here, I want to ask you something."
Yin Zhu put down the fruit in her hand and walked forward: "My lady, do you have anything to ask me?"
"Well, you are also an old man in the palace. Do you know whether our Da Qi royal family has the saying that concubines without children must be buried with the emperor after his death?" Ye Jinyun tried his best to pretend to be calm.
Yin Zhu thought about it seriously and said, "It seems not. I haven't heard any nanny mention such a rule, because most of the concubines in the previous dynasty seemed to have children. Although the princes basically lost to the emperor in the competition for the throne, I have never heard of any concubine being buried with the late emperor."
Hearing her say this, Ye Jinyun was still very nervous.
In the previous dynasty, most of the concubines had children, so they were not required to be buried alive with the emperor. However, the current emperor only has one princess, and she is a lowly noble who has not even served him in bed. If the emperor dies young, it is very likely that these small minions will be buried with him.
It seems that I have to be prepared for both situations. If the emperor is going to die, I have to find a way to escape as soon as possible.
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For several days, Ye Jinyun asked Xiao Quanzi to pay attention to the news about the emperor, but there was no new news. He only knew that the emperor was still seriously ill, and no other information was reported.
During this period, she asked Lin Qingtang and the other person indirectly, and they both said that they had never heard of such a statement from their families, and asked her where she heard it from.
She had no choice but to laugh it off and say that she had read it in a storybook, and as someone with the same identity as in the storybook, she was just a little scared for the moment.
The two of them teased her again and advised her not to think too much. The emperor would not be so cruel. It can be seen from the last time he allowed the concubines to leave the palace to see their families that no emperor in history has ever done this.
Ye Jinyun thought about it carefully and realized that it was true. An emperor who could have such an idea should not be a cruel and incompetent ruler. He probably would not do such a thing as forcing young concubines to be buried alive with him. So he felt relieved and stopped thinking about it.
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Time flies. More than two months have passed since we returned from the hunt, and it is now the middle of the twelfth lunar month.
The weather had turned cold and even heavy snow had fallen once. The entire capital was covered in silver, and the palace was covered in red walls and white snow, looking solemn and majestic.
"A-choo"
Yu Wan'er pulled her cloak closer. It was really cold after the heavy snow. She had just built a snowman in the yard, but she felt a little frozen. She quickly picked up her clothes and went back to Liushuang Pavilion.
As soon as she entered the Liushuang Pavilion, she felt a warmth. This main hall was different. It was much warmer than her and Sister Ye's room. Even though they were burning the same charcoal, the structure of the room was slightly different, so the effect was still different.
After taking off the cloak she was wearing and shaking it, Yu Wan'er handed it to Xiaotao beside her, then happily walked towards the two people who were sitting in the warm room and reading different storybooks.
Ye Jinyun heard the noise and glanced at the person who came, "You naughty boy, you're back after playing enough. Are you cold?"
Yu Wan'er sat down in front of her with a smile, and then took her hands out of her sleeves and placed them on the stove to warm them. "It's a little cold, but it's fun outside. I even made a rabbit snowman."
Lin Qingtang glanced at her and said, "It's been a month since your rabbit was gone, and you're still thinking about it."
After Yu Wan'er forgot about her rabbit in the villa, Lin Qingtang asked her second brother to send it to the palace for her.
However, the rabbit was away from its familiar environment and had a wild temperament, so it died not long after being kept in the palace. Yu Wan'er was sad for a long time, and it was only after Ye Jinyun made a cup of pearl milk tea that she was comforted.
"Oh, Sister Lin, you are laughing at me. I just built it according to its mold. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of snowman I would make."
After drinking a cup of hot milk tea poured by Bai Lu, Yu Wan'er licked her lips and replied, "Drinking a cup of such silky milk tea in this winter really warms my whole body."
Lin Qingtang was puzzled when she heard this, "How difficult is it to build a snowman? Come on, I'll try to build one too."
As she said that, she asked Bai Lu to bring her cloak, and after putting it on, she went to the yard. Ye Jinyun also changed into her own cloak, and then pulled Yu Wan'er, who had to tie the cloak belt and follow her to take a look.
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