bookrandom Chapter 134 Zhao Died
Chapter 134 Zhao Died
When Concubine Xian looked up and saw that it was her brother coming towards her, she immediately put down the book in her hand, stood up with a smile and went to greet him.
"Brother, please come and sit down. How come you have time to come and see me today? Did my father send you a letter?"
Liu Yu'an walked in a hurry. He waved his hand and without even taking a seat, he told Concubine Xian what he had seen and heard today.
"Sister, you don't know that this Imperial Hospital is full of snobs. There is no kindness in their hearts. They are really unworthy of being doctors!"
"Someone in the cold palace has a rash, but they don't even dare to go and see him! Isn't this just wasting someone's life?!"
When she heard that it was a rash in the cold palace, an imperceptible strange look flashed across Concubine Xian's face.
Cold palace? Rash?
This seemed to be the trick she used on Zhao Rongyuan, so how come her brother happened to encounter it again?
The virtuous concubine pretended to be surprised and acted as if she knew nothing. She asked:
"Brother, who is this person with the rash in the cold palace?"
"Zhao!"
Now Concubine Xian was completely certain that the person her biological brother wanted to help was Zhao Rongyuan!
Liu Yu'an was so eager to save people that he didn't notice anything unusual about his sister. He quickly asked:
"Do you have any ointment for treating rashes in your palace? If so, give me some and I'll send it to the cold palace."
The virtuous concubine pondered secretly in her heart.
If she refused her brother's request, it would affect her image in her brother's heart, and inevitably lead to estrangement between the brother and sister. It would also affect her reputation as a wise and kind person in the palace.
So, Concubine Xian readily agreed.
She turned around and walked towards the dressing table in the bedroom, opened the golden nanmu drawer, took out a red porcelain bottle and handed it to Liu Yu'an.
"Brother, this is the ointment for the rash, take it."
Liu Yu'an got the ointment and left in a hurry without having time to chat with his sister.
After he left the hall, Yuzhu asked in a low voice with a puzzled look on her face:
"My lady, I really don't understand. We clearly want Zhao Rongyuan not to live too long in this world, so why are we giving her ointment to treat the rash now?"
Concubine Xian looked at Yuzhu's puzzled eyes, smiled calmly, turned around and sat on the Huanghuali armchair in front of the desk, and continued to pick up the book that she had not finished reading.
"This is not some kind of ointment for treating rashes. The red porcelain bottle contains some mint ointment for refreshing the mind."
Yuzhu suddenly understood and secretly admired her wife's ability to adapt to changing circumstances.
"Your Majesty is smart! This way, we can give General Liu an explanation while not affecting our plan!"
"I can imagine that if this refreshing mint ointment is applied to the rash, Zhao Rongyuan will definitely grimace in pain!"
The virtuous concubine smiled knowingly, as what Yuzhu said was exactly what she was thinking.
Zhao Rongyuan used to be arrogant because of her favor, and she wanted to suppress her in everything, so the more Concubine Xian thought about torturing Zhao Rongyuan before she died, the happier she felt!
Furong received the ointment with profuse gratitude and hurried back to the house to apply the ointment to Zhao Rongyuan.
She poured the ointment on her hands first. Although she smelled a hint of mint, the mint smell was mixed with the scent of medicine, so Furong didn't notice anything wrong.
She carefully untied Zhao Rongyuan's coarse linen clothes and applied medicine to her affected area bit by bit.
However, as soon as Furong's hand touched the rash, Zhao Rongyuan instantly felt a piercing pain, so painful that she couldn't help but gasp.
Zhao Rongyuan lay on the bed, barely breathing. She wanted to refuse but was too vain to say anything. She could only silently endure Furong applying the medicine.
But how can a refreshing peppermint ointment be used to treat a rash?
That afternoon, Zhao Rongyuan's entire body was hot, swollen and painful from the spicy mint, but despite this, she was already disheartened and just endured it silently, not wanting to wake up Furong who was dozing off beside her.
Zhao Rongyuan was already emaciated, pale and thin. Her hollow almond-shaped eyes stared straight at the dusty spider webs on the beams. The more she looked, the more blurred her vision became.
The spider web suddenly became larger and tighter until it fell on her body, tightly wrapping her torso first and then her limbs, making her unable to move.
Gradually, Zhao Rongyuan's vision became blurred, as if her eyes were blinded by the spider web.
Her chest rose and fell, until finally, she exhaled long and slowly, and then she no longer had the strength to inhale.
The breath fades away and the soul is gone.
When Furong woke up from her nap, it was almost dusk. She rubbed her eyes and saw Concubine Shu lying still and peacefully, and her heart tightened immediately.
Furong's voice trembled as she called out a few words in a hurry, trying to dispel the bad thought in her mind.
However, there was no more response from the bed.
When Li Xuansheng learned of Zhao Rongyuan's death, he was reviewing memorials in the imperial study in the Qianqing Palace.
While he was resting and drinking tea, Eunuch He Qing lowered his head, holding a whisk, and walked into the hall in small steps to report. His voice was calm and slow, trying to ease Li Xuansheng's sadness.
"Your Majesty, Zhao in the cold palace has passed away."
Li Xuansheng was sipping his milk tea and had not yet recovered from his busy work, so he did not react for a moment.
"Zhao, who is it?"
"Zhao Rongyuan is dead."
Hearing Rong Yuan's name, Li Xuansheng immediately put down the milk tea in his hand, raised his eyebrows coldly, sighed, and leaned towards the dragon throne behind him.
It was indeed his order to banish Rong Yuan to the cold palace.
But there are many old concubines in the cold palace who are still alive. How can Rong Yuan be...
Li Xuansheng lowered his brows and remained silent. The huge imperial study was as quiet as a dark night.
Rong Yuan has done so many evil things, she really deserves to be punished!
He hesitated for a moment, but was moved. It seemed that as long as Zhao Rongyuan died, his long-buried emotions would be instantly awakened.
All the little moments of his sweet time with Rong Yuan in the past suddenly came to his mind like a tide, and like little gnawing insects, gnawing at his heart.
Li Xuansheng spread out rice paper on the desk, carefully wrote a eulogy for Zhao Rongyuan.
"Li Si writes a poem for Rong Yuan"
Choking with sobs and tears,
I only regret that you were so unkind in the past.
I still dream in the middle of the night and I can’t recognize it,
The separation between heaven and man is clear.
He Qing was serving pen and ink on the side. Every time Li Xuansheng wrote a sentence, he would recite it silently in his mind.
The emperor is diligent in his work, loves his people, and cares about the people of the world. He is good in every way, but he is a little heartless when it comes to matters between men and women.
Alas, if he really cared about Empress Zhao, why did he write such a sentimental eulogy after her death...
In the eulogy, what is the word "tears falling"? Clearly, not a single tear fell from the emperor's face at this moment...
Li Xuansheng put down his pen and handed the eulogy to He Qing, and ordered:
"Zhao's funeral will be conducted according to the etiquette of Concubine Shu. This eulogy is placed in Rong Yuan's coffin as a token of my condolences."
He Qing received the order and walked out of the hall holding the eulogy in his hand.
The sky was filled with flaming clouds, and the orange light and shadows spread across the sky, magnificent and vigorous. He was stunned for a moment and stood under the eaves for a long time.
Coincidentally, I met Lu Qingqing who came to the Qianqing Palace to pay her respects.