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Chapter 517: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 50

"Why? Why is this happening?" Rong Yin murmured to herself, her voice full of sadness and confusion.

At this point, Rongyin could no longer suppress the grief in her heart, and she coughed violently while holding her chest. Seeing this, Mingyu quickly put down the ginseng soup in her hand, gently patted Rongyin's back, and anxiously comforted her: "My queen, please don't be like this. Yingluo's spirit in heaven doesn't want to see you so sad!"

"I know, I understand..."

Rong Yin choked up and said, "But I just can't help but miss her and feel sad..."

Mingyu looked at the most noble woman in the harem with heartache, but she also understood that some pains could not be healed by a few words from others.

To the Queen, Yingluo was not only a capable palace maid, but also a sister with whom she could confide. Now that she has passed away, one can imagine the grief in the Queen's heart.

Rongyin felt her chest becoming stuffy and her breathing became rapid. She subconsciously reached out to grab Mingyu's hand, but it fell down weakly.

"Empress! What's wrong with you? Someone come quickly! Call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician quickly!" Mingyu shouted in panic, her eyes blurred by tears.

There was a faint medicinal aroma in Changchun Palace, but this aroma could not cover up the increasingly heavy silence. In the bedroom, Mingyu held the ginseng soup, and her tears could not stop falling, wetting the tray in her hands.

The Empress, the most noble woman in the Qing Dynasty, was now lying weakly on the bed, breathing faintly, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

"Your Majesty, please drink a little. The imperial physician said that this ginseng soup is very nutritious and good for your body." Mingyu advised with a sob, but the queen just shook her head slowly, and her tightly closed lips showed no sign of opening.

Since the news of Wei Yingluo's death came, the Queen has been ill. At first, she just lost her appetite and was in a trance, but after a few days, she even coughed up blood and fell into a coma.

The imperial physician came to treat the patient many times, but he could not find the cause of the illness. He only said that it was a heart disease that was difficult to cure. He prescribed several tranquilizing medicines, but they had little effect.

"I... don't want to drink..." The queen uttered a few words with great effort, her voice as hoarse as a broken bellows, which broke Mingyu's heart.

"Your Majesty, please drink a little for the sake of me and the Emperor..." Mingyu said, and suddenly fell to her knees with a plop, crying.

The queen slowly opened her eyes and looked at Mingyu, who was crying like a tearful person, with mixed feelings in her heart. She knew she should cheer up, but every time she thought of that lively and smart girl, who had now passed away, her heart felt as painful as if it was pierced by thousands of arrows.

"Yingluo...are you okay over there?" the Queen said silently in her heart, two lines of tears slowly sliding down the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the palace, followed by Li Yu's shrill voice: "The Emperor has arrived——"

Mingyu quickly stood up, wiped the tears from her face, knelt respectfully beside the bed, lowered her head, and dared not speak.

Qianlong strode into Changchun Palace, but the sad atmosphere in the bedroom made him slow down his pace.

Although they no longer loved each other, they were still a young couple and their feelings were still there. Qianlong thought of the innocent girl who had become haggard now, and a trace of pity welled up in his heart. He gently held Rongyin's cold hand and said softly, "Rongyin, why are you doing this?"

Rongyin slowly opened her eyes and saw Qianlong's concerned expression. She was filled with mixed feelings. She wanted to say something, but found that her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound.

"The imperial physician said that you fell ill because you worried too much." Qianlong said with a hint of blame in his tone.

"You are the queen, you should take care of yourself. How can you be so willful?"

Hearing Qianlong's words, Rongyin's eyes slid down a tear. Yes, she is the queen, the master of the harem, but who can understand the pain in her heart?

Yingluo's departure was like taking a piece of flesh out of her heart. The heart-wrenching pain made her feel worse than death.

"Your Majesty..." Rong Yin used all her strength to utter these two words, but she could not say anything else.

"I know you are sad, and I understand it all. But you are the queen, the mother of the Qing Dynasty, and you must not continue to be so decadent. How can I feel at ease if anything happens to you?" Qianlong said softly.

Rong Yin felt bitter when she heard Qianlong's words. Yes, in the emperor's mind, how could the life of a slave be compared with the country?

She closed her eyes tiredly and said no more, just letting two lines of tears slide down the corners of her eyes and soak the brocade pillow under her.

Seeing that Rongyin remained silent, Qianlong assumed that she had heard him, so he did not mention the matter again. He only told Mingyu to serve him well, then got up and left Changchun Palace.

After Qianlong left, Mingyu dared to step forward. While wiping Rongyin's tears, she said distressedly: "My queen, please don't be sad. You still have the emperor and me. If you collapse, what will I do?"

Rongyin opened her eyes and looked at the loyal girl in front of her, feeling a little comforted. She forced herself to hold on to her spirits, held Mingyu's hand, and said, "Good Mingyu, I'm fine, don't worry."

"My queen, are you really okay?" Mingyu looked at Rongyin's pale face, feeling worried.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired and want to sleep for a while." Rong Yin said and closed her eyes.

Mingyu knew that the queen was forcing herself to smile, but what could a little maid like her do? She could only silently stay by the bed and pray that the queen would recover soon.

However, things went against her will. Rongyin's condition not only did not improve, but became worse. The imperial physician went in and out with a sad face all day long, boiling bowl after bowl of medicine, but there was no improvement at all.

Qianlong was worried and a little irritated. The queen was seriously ill, and the harem could not be left without a master for a day. Erqing was in the most important period of her pregnancy, and he was reluctant to let her work hard, so he temporarily handed over the affairs of the six palaces to Concubine Xian.

This made Concubine Gao, oh no, Concubine Gao very angry.

Back then, she relied on her family background and the emperor's favor to bully people in the harem, and even looked down on the queen. But what about now? Not only was she demoted to a concubine, but she was also bullied by Er Qing, a woman who had always been suppressed by her. How could she swallow this?

She was pregnant with twins. She was precious and could not be moved or angry. She had to be worshipped like an ancestor.

Okay, if you can't afford to offend her, but she can afford to hide from you, then just find someone else!

She was originally a noble concubine, with a status second only to the queen, and even Concubine Xian had to give her some respect. But now the situation has changed, and she has been demoted to a concubine, and has to depend on Concubine Xian's mood. How can she swallow this?