I painted red makeup for Hou Ye

Chapter 81
Seeing His Majesty's appearance, the concubines vaguely guessed something.They were all sent into the palace by noble families, and now that they knew that the relationship between the Holy Majesty and Mr. Cui Ge was not normal, they were afraid that the Holy Majesty would kill them.

My heart was beating drums tremblingly, and I was at a loss for a while.

"Pfft!" There was a sound in the ear, and the little palace people looked up, and saw the holy majesty spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.

A handful of blood stained the vermilion blanket, and blood splashed on the pillar beside it.It just dripped on the corner of the dragon's eye carved on it, adding a blood mole to the fierce dragon for no reason.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Seeing this, the little concubines were all terrified and terrified.

The courtier outside the door heard the voice and hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

Seeing this situation, Eunuch Li quickly helped the Holy Majesty to his feet, and his sharp and soft voice resounded through Miyagi: "Come here, send the imperial doctor!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, East Palace and Fengyi Palace had already received the news that the Holy One was seriously ill.

In the imperial study room, Imperial Physician Xu knelt down tremblingly, "Madam, Your Highness mourns, the Holy Majesty has passed away."

As he spoke, he knocked his head heavily on the ground again.

As soon as these words came out, the concubines burst into tears.

The queen's eyes also turned red. Who would have thought that a person who was fine this morning would be gone now.

"When the Holy Majesty had an accident, how many of you were there?" She turned her voice cold and asked the little concubines.

Several people trembled and opened their mouths, but could not speak.The imperial concubine who was still in a light blue gauze skirt said, "Yes... just... just now..."

She was already considered the most courageous concubine in the palace, but when she met Empress Yang's gaze, she was still afraid.

Empress Yang raised her hand and gently traced her face.This little girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old, her face is still fair and tender, and her facial features are marked.

The thick makeup powder on the face to cater to the holy will is really not suitable for her.

"Pull them all down, stick them to death."

She opened her lips and said, between the opening and closing of her red lips, the fate of several young girls in their youth was determined.

"Empress, concubine..." Before the words were spoken, a group of guards came in and covered their mouths, and then pulled them out.

The queen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said with a choked voice: "Your father and Mr. Cui Ge really have a deep friendship. Today is the day when Mr. Ge will go to funeral, and your father is actually heartbroken for a while."

As she spoke, her eyes darkened, and she pretended to faint on the ground.

Yang Ruowan hurriedly stepped forward to support her and said: "Mother, please take care of yourself, there are still concubines and Your Highness."

The prince also said: "The princess is right, the queen mother must take care of herself."

Empress Yang sighed, "Let someone ring the bell. I'll leave it to you. I'm tired. Ruowan can help me go back."

After Yang Ruowan agreed, she accompanied her and left the Imperial Study Room.

The prince turned his head and said to Hong De beside him: "Go and ring the bell."

His face was stern, Hong De didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

Hong De grew up with him since he was a child, and he knew that the prince and the Holy One are not like father and son in ordinary people.

"Yes." He agreed and left in a hurry.

The prince took another look at the crying concubines, and sneered in his heart, it's really sad.

When the old man was alive, they flattered him every day, and after he died, they pretended to shed a few tears.

These people don't want to do it either, he thought, but they have to.

After all, everyone wants to live.

Everyone wants to be rich and famous.

He superficially comforted the concubines with a few words, and then sent someone to send them back to the palace.

After everything was dealt with, he just felt physically and mentally exhausted.

But it's not over yet, and in less than an hour, he will have to deal with those ministers again.

He sat in front of the bed and talked quietly about the man on the bed.

This is his father, his lord, and his enemy.

The prince couldn't help but smile wryly.

He didn't know what kind of mentality he should look at this man.

He also gave him endless fatherly love. When he was young, he would check his schoolwork for him, examine his martial arts, and even accompany him and his mother on the swing in Fengyi Palace.

How wonderful it was then.

But then everything changed, everything changed.

This man demoted his mother's wife to a concubine, put her in the cold palace, and even killed her on the night of her birthday.

The reason is very simple, just because Empress Yang can't accommodate her mother.

But the reason why he listened to Empress Yang was also very simple, he wanted to rely on the Yang family to consolidate his power.

In order to make the Yang family happy, the royal father who accompanied him on the swing could just throw him to those court ladies and eunuchs. If it wasn't for Aunt Jinling, he would have died long ago.

There was a sneer from the corner of the prince's mouth, he stroked the emperor's black and white hair, and murmured: "It's too unfortunate that you are dead now."

Isn't it too unfortunate, if he can live two more months, the crown prince can use him to bring down the Yang family.

Now, I'm afraid it will take more trouble.

The curtain beside the dragon couch fluttered twice due to the wind blowing in from the window, and then slowly stopped.

The snow outside the palace gate was still falling, and the blue bricks and jade tiles were covered with porcelain white dust.

Yang Ruowan accompanied Queen Yang back to Fengyi Palace, seeing that after dismissing all the maids and courtiers, there was no trace of sadness on the Queen's face.

She was surprised by this in her heart, but after thinking about her aunt's personality, she felt that it was not surprising.

Yang Ruowan couldn't help thinking in her heart, will she be sad when the prince passes away in the future?
"You think this palace is ruthless?" Empress Yang seemed to see what she was thinking, and asked.

Yang Ruowan clenched the veil tightly with her Danko-painted fingers, and said anxiously: "I don't dare."

Empress Yang didn't change her expression, she just said: "Sit down, let's talk, aunt and nephew."

Yang Ruowan hurriedly sat on the beauty couch next to Queen Yang.

The snow scene outside the door is pleasant, but extremely harsh.The hall was burning red coals, which made Yang Ruowan's face scalding hot within a short while.

Empress Yang took a sip of her tea, and said in a warm voice, "You don't have to be like this, you and I are relatives, and in this palace, we are the closest."

Yang Ruowan raised her eyelids slightly, took Empress Yang's hand, nodded and said: "Ruowan knows that in this palace, my aunt is the person I trust and get closest to."

Empress Yang's hands were a little cold, but Yang Ruowan's heart was a little beating.

Having said that, she did not dare to be "presumptuous".

The Yang family didn't value family affection, and the aunt she remembered was a very powerful person.It was able to make the former queen change from a queen to a concubine and was willing to commit suicide.

Even though she has no heirs, she is able to secure her position in the back seat. As a woman, she can meddle in government affairs at will.The Yang family is able to have what it is today, all because of Queen Yang.

She doesn't need anyone "close" to rely on
(End of this chapter)