Author: Guan Ruyi
(1) Wooden man
When I was 16 years old, I was given the gift of marriage by the former Emperor Yongzheng to the then Prince of Aixin Jueluo Honglibao as a side Fujin.
At this time, Hongli had already married his wife Fucha, who was six years older than me, and he entered the house by himself and taught me a lot. The wife-concubine fight I had been worried about didn't happen between us.
Fucha is a good housewife, and it is very peaceful to treat the next person and treat our sisters.
After Hongli married me, we have always respected each other, Hongli is a person who loves to live, evil wants to die, and the person who can stir up his joy is not me, but Fucha.
However, as a concubine, the Fucha clan should be dignified, and as a concubine, it is suitable for flirting. However, almost all of Hongli's heart was given to the Fucha clan.
A year later, the former emperor Yongzheng died, hongli became the Qianlong Emperor, and I was also crowned a concubine.
Naturally, the empress was of the Fucha clan.
When I saw my title, I knew that in Hongli's heart, I was a wooden man who did not understand the style.
I am everyone's bridesmaid, what I learn is the rules, in my heart, the rules are bigger than the sky. Hongli is also forgivable for not liking me, after all, if I were a man, I would also like the Empress Fucha who interpreted the language, the noble concubine of Lingxiu, the pure concubine of clarity, and the concubine of Bright Jia.
I am not inferior, the harem is full of flowers, three spring scenes, I just added a touch of other color to the harem.
(ii) Do not want to earn that supreme position
Hongli ascended the throne, children were born one by one, I looked at the four square palace walls, there was some loneliness, maybe there was a child, can pass the long time in the future.
I don't have any big ambitions, after all, Hongli likes Empress Fucha's second brother Yonglian so much, and wants to come to the future throne, which is also the second brother's.
I don't want to earn that supreme position, but I want to have a child to tell someone that I've been here. This child will take all my hopes and finally fly out of the Forbidden City, which I will never be able to get out of for the rest of my life.
Looking at the sisters of the palace, I sometimes think it is very good, just like this twittering life, every three years to change the beautiful scenery, a group of women around a man, and finally dry old deep palace.
However, heaven did not go according to people's wishes, after the death of the second brother, the seven brothers born by Empress Fucha also died early, which was really cruel to a mother.
But even so, Empress Fucha died of illness and accompanied Qianlong on another tour of the south. I knew that Empress Fucha was afraid that she would not see the last side of Hongli before she died.
However, Empress Fucha eventually died on the ship of the Southern Patrol, and I watched the mad demon of Hongli violate the etiquette again and again for the funeral of Empress Fucha.
After Empress Fucha's death, I was the highest-ranking Manchu concubine in the palace, so I was promoted to imperial concubine and took charge of the affairs of the sixth palace.
During that time, Hongli was very busy, killing a lot of people, until the light in his eyes gradually disappeared. In this harem, where love is said to be extravagant, how fortunate Empress Fucha was to be able to get the emperor's love.
In two years, all I could do for Hongli was to manage the harem so that he could have a place to rest.
(3) Forcing themselves to live into grass and trees
I thought that I would die in the position of imperial concubine in my lifetime, after all, Hongli could not let go of Empress Fucha. However, in the face of the pressure of the court, Hongli chose to appoint me as empress, but that day, he was not happy, he drank a lot of wine in front of the portrait of Empress Fucha, and the wine was his thoughts and helplessness.
I am happy to be the empress of the Hongli calendar, who does not want to sleep with the loved one after death?
In the first few years, which were my happiest years, Hongli said that he gave me the title of Xian because I was a rare person who could make him quiet and peaceful, and I took this sentence as a love word.
In the second year of becoming empress, I gave birth to my first child, a prince, ranked twelfth, and was named Yongxuan. I watched Hongli holding the child, and I was so happy that I even made the minister happy in the middle of the recital.
Another year, he gave birth to the fifth daughter of the Emperor, but died prematurely due to illness two years later. At that time, Hongli stayed with me for a long time, until I was pregnant again, but it did not dilute my love for my daughter.
The next year, I gave birth to the thirteenth son of the Emperor, Yongjing. Hongli was very good for the child, but only a year later, Yongjing died of illness. However, in three years, I lost my child, and looking at the healthy Yong Xuan, I only want him to be safe and happy.
In the ten years since Yongjing's death, I have watched myself become more and more a qualified empress, and watched the newcomers continue to promote the calendar, and I find that my heart is no longer so sad.
But people are not grass and trees, but I force myself to live into grass and trees. Maybe without feelings, I can be less miserable.
Why, on earth, are we once so close to each other, but now we are drifting apart? I think I haven't changed, and you're still the same person you were, but why did we go to a strange road?
(4) For the sake of a day's love for the king, mistakenly concubine for a hundred years
The fourth Hongli southern tour, I was always flustered, I did not want to tour the south, but I could not find a reason to refuse, I knew, I just want to stay closer to Hongli. The Forbidden City is so big that if I don't want to see The Calendar, it's like I've forgotten about it.
On the South Tour Road, Hongli celebrated my 48th birthday at the age of Chiaki, and through the candle fire at night, the man who moved me at that time still made my heart move, but I was already old, and fine lines climbed up my face.
I don't know why we started arguing, I couldn't control my accusations against him, but he looked at me in disbelief, and it seemed that I, who had always been quiet in front of him, had become a crazy woman he didn't know.
You know, the decade of losing children, I have been missing. I miss the children who did not stay, and I also miss the calendar that was not left.
I'm still where I am, but The Calendar is always moving forward. He forgot about our children and forgot about me.
Hongli said that I was sick, but I felt that I just couldn't help it and didn't want to put up with it anymore.
I can't forget that Concubine Ling's face was so similar to Empress Fucha's. I cannot forget the grace of concubines because of Empress Fucha. I cannot forget the joy of the birth of the harem heir, for I have to hold up a fake smile.
I'm even thankful for the fact that he sent everyone away when I was so crazy. It seems that all the goodness of my life, and all the unbearable, witnesses are all hongli.
But Hongli, then the unknown side of your life, the witness is me?
Full of people since childhood, I scattered a full head of love, broke my own hair.
Tie the hair as a couple, the broken hair is my huifa Narashi, don't you love the new Jue Luo Hongli.
Hongli said that I was crazy and asked people to send me back to Beijing, knowing that what awaited me would be imprisoned for the rest of my life.
Sure enough, Hongli Nan toured Beijing and retrieved the treasure he had given me. I became a queen in name only, and I don't want to be a queen anymore.
Day after day, the deep palace is a prison that I want to escape and cannot get.
I finally understood why the empress dowager prayed to the Buddha all day, because I, like her, sought a sense of peace of mind in this unstable harem.
A year later, Yong Xuan came to see me and told me that Hongli had married him to borjigit. I knew that Yong Xuan was out of touch with the throne, but the identity of the concubine was his life-destroying charm.
Hongli will not be abolished, because he will not allow himself to have a stain, so Yong Xuan is destined to become an outcast, and I am worthy of many people in this life, except for my three children.
I know that those times that I can't forget have been forgotten by Hongli.
I thought I could hold on and live until Yong Xuan got married, but I couldn't hold on, and now even Yong Xuan's wedding will be delayed.
I looked at the bright moon and found that what I envied most was Empress Fucha, even those who died in the most memorable time of the Hongli calendar. If I died early, would not have remembered me, so that our husband and wife would not fall in love with each other.
Maybe we will not be buried together, and this once-expected expectation has become a fantasy.
Closest relatives to estranged couples, we went from closest relatives to estranged, in this relationship, I am worthy of the Hongli, but I am sorry for myself.
I closed my eyes and took with me all that I had let go of the world.
Concubines played with green plums on short walls, and jun rode a white horse to hang on Yang.
The head of the wall immediately looked at each other, and when he saw the king, he broke his intestines.
For the sake of Jun's one-day love, mistaken concubine for a hundred years.
Send a message to the idiot little family girl, be careful not to lighten the body!
Hongli, broken hair is broken love...
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