As in previous years, winter in the Forbidden City always comes so early. As soon as the solstice of winter passes, a thick layer of ice forms on Nanyuan Cuihu Lake, and the flying snow flutters and scatters, slowly accumulating layer after layer, just like the past events accumulated in memory, which will melt, evaporate and disappear with the wind of the years only after a long time.

Fu Lin sat under the eaves of Chenggan Palace, letting the ladies-in-waiting sweep the snow on the plum blossom to make wine, looking up at the sky, quietly lost in thought. Long time no see. It's never been so quiet. He suddenly stood up again. He can't stand silence. He kept his head down and paced back and forth in the long corridor. Glancing at the pale face in the silk account in the carved wooden lattice window, I couldn't help sighing in my heart. "If the condition of Hubei princess doesn't improve after the solstice this winter, I'm afraid it won't last long ..." The doctor's words were as painful as stabbing his heart with a knife at the same time, and his heart was riddled with holes from then on. He growled and growled wildly, so he disdained the so-called "Gaga", but everything still didn't help.

So he knew he had to wait and pray. He has no psychological politics every day. He just wants to see her again after a short separation, for fear that one day, he suddenly sees her gone. Since being troubled by a serious illness, the symptoms of Princess Dong have gradually deteriorated. Sometimes she seldom wakes up a few times in January. Even if she opened her eyes slightly, she was unconscious and fell asleep after drinking a few mouthfuls of decoction.

Today, something incredible happened. When Fu Lin was walking alone in the cloister, she turned around and found Princess Hubei standing not far behind her, wearing a white fox coat and smiling at him gently on the corner post at the other end of the corridor. It's so beautiful, as if she hadn't seen a smile for generations. Fu Lin rushed over and held this soft and petite body carefully in her arms. "How did you ...? ""The emperor need not worry. My concubine is just tired of sleeping. When she woke up in the morning, she suddenly felt very energetic and wanted to go out for a walk. I don't want to meet you in this corridor. " "Your body … really doesn't matter?" "My aunt has been feeling much better recently." "Well, that's good. You, you miss me. " Fu Lin breathed a long sigh of relief. "My concubine knows that at this time of day, the emperor will come over, and what the emperor does and thinks can be felt even in his sleep." "As long as you understand my feelings for you, you will get better soon. At that time, I will take you back to Jiangnan. Didn't you say you always wanted to go back and see the misty rain in April? " "The emperor, princess, I want to go out for a walk now. Can you take me there? " "Where do you want to go?" "Can you take me to see the snow? It snows beautifully. " "Ok, shall we go to Jingshan or Nanyuan?" "Just Nanyuan, I miss the snow on the Green Lake. Sometimes I dream. I remember when I first entered the palace, I just went to the Lantern Festival once. Now that I think about it, it seems like a lifetime ago. " "Yes, we have never been to Nanyuan together since we were teenagers. I really want to see the heavy snow in Nanyuan again with you."

It is said that the emperor and queen Huang Guifei want to set up Nanyuan in person, and the minions in the garden set off as early as the Chinese New Year holiday. This is the only intimate trip of the emperor shunzhi and Dong E Fei in their lives, but it really adds a lot of popularity to Nanyuan, which has been deserted for a long time.

Finally, it was a sunny day, and most of the snow in Cuihu melted before they could go boating. There is no one else on board, only monogamy and a pot of warm wine. Outside the ship are lakes and mountains, with boundless mountains and rivers. Fu Lin couldn't help feeling: "This is the real beauty of mountains and rivers. There have been many coquettish great men throughout the ages, and there is no true love and happiness like me. " Say that finish a cup of hot wine, hug dong Hubei princess a long laugh. "I also hope that we can stay at this moment." "Ai Xue ..." "Your Majesty, you haven't called me that for a long time, but now I feel strange." Dong Hubei princess heard Fu Lin call her mother's name, her heart was pounding and her eyes were filled with tears. "Xue, after all these years, I'm almost not me, but you're still you when we first met." "Who said that, who said that you have changed, you will always be my ... Fu Lin." "E Xue, it's a good thing you haven't forgotten my name." When Fu Lin was excited, he held her tighter. "For so many years, from entering the palace draft to marrying someone in a gloomy mood, from sticking to the husband's guard to returning to the old palace, I once pinned all my dreams when I was young on the Forbidden City, which looked magnificent. However, naivety ruined my dream, and the distance from you, from far to near, then became far away. Just after I almost gave up all thoughts of seeing you again, fate brought me back to you. I really want to love you, because I know you are lonely, and sometimes I can read that loneliness from your face. But now, I seem a little overwhelmed. " Fu Lin was very moved and grateful, and said softly, "When we were young, we didn't have a chance to talk quietly like this. At that time, I leaned on your shoulder and listened to you singing songs that only you, Amar, could teach. When I listen, I am always relaxed. It seems that Emperor Ama came back to me. At that time, I secretly swore that you could only belong to me. If you leave me, I will never love anyone else again. " Dong E Fei's eyes flashed a little uneasy, and then she said, "Didn't the emperor have a good life in those years before I entered the palace? My concubine was right in front of me, and the emperor said such angry words. " "No, Hubei Xue, I'm serious. You remember everything I said today. If you leave, I will never love again! " He said these words, every word, absolutely no ambiguity, dong Hubei princess trembling in my heart, she is clear about her physical condition, now he said so decisive, in addition to swearing, there is a strong intention to keep her. She didn't want to stay with him for the rest of her life. Maybe her life won't be too long, and it is Fu Lin's deep love that makes her close to tired body again and again. "Fu Lin, I believe you, but if I really so unlucky, nature also can't blame heaven. But if one day you miss me, go back to your hometown. Maybe I will wait for you there. " Fu Lin puzzled, but didn't ask more. "Even if we meet, we should be ignorant and dusty ..." "Fu Lin, are you afraid that I will keep you waiting for another ten years? No, we won't be like that. " Then she coughed violently, tears welled up in her eyes and blood dripped from the white towel covering her mouth. "Hubei snow, Hubei snow, what's wrong with you, you ... don't scare me!" She was so weak that she said, "I remember when I entered the palace, you and I were still young." When we first met in Nanyuan, all the other ladies in Gege gathered around the Queen Mother to enjoy the lanterns. Only you silently watched me hide in the corner for a long time, holding my hand in front without saying a word, and I listened to your smile in the back with tears all over my face. When I grow up, I know that if I want to come back to you again, I will only pass the manuscript, but I have no relatives and no reason, and my personality is the most stubborn. I don't know how to get along, I can only rely on my own talent. In the end, I naturally lost. I lost because of my self-esteem. It's a great pleasure for Amar to point me out to Prince Xiang, because I don't have to go to the palace to suffer the harem life like a prison for nothing, but I feel that I have lost my last faith in life. It was not until you declared it useless that I suddenly found that the distance between me and this imperial court was no longer just as far as Qianshan, nor was it the barrier inside and outside the red wall. We are all grown up, and we are no longer the age when two children don't have to guess. People change. I know I don't belong here. Until now, I also want to leave and take you with me. I know you think so, but we can't! But unexpectedly, just like this ... in the palace ... I spent my whole life, my whole life ... ""It's only my fault that I was born in this imperial family! " Dong Hubei princess emotional, stretched out his hand and firmly embrace Fu Lin's waist. The two hugged each other and cried, never leaving. If only one tear shed by the emperor in his life is true, then that's it.

In the afternoon, the sun lazily shot into the bedroom window of Princess Dong Hubei and shone on her face. She narrowed her eyes with a smile, and her white jade-like forehead was covered with thin sweat. "Why, you feel hot before summer comes?" Fu Lin took a wet towel and gently wiped it on her forehead. She tried to prop herself up on the bedstead and shook her head. "I have told you to change the color of the bedstead. You always prefer the simple and elegant furnishings in this dry palace. Maybe you can change it to a bright and happy one. " "Your Majesty!" She suddenly grabbed his wrist, and Fu Lin felt her hand, as if it condensed all the strength in her body. "Fu Lin" her expression instantly became extremely sad again. "I dreamed of the May 4th Movement." He was shaking all over, and the towel in his hand fell to the ground. "I dreamed that he was lying far away crying helplessly. What have we done ... what have we done to be punished like this? " Say that finish and cry. Fu Lin felt a sharp pain in her heart, and the past came to her mind. Since the sudden death of Dong Fei's fourth son, having children has become a taboo in the harem. On the anniversary of their children's death, Fu Lin and Dong E Fei always go to the ancestral temple to pray and fast in January. Especially in the second month, Dong E Fei, who was busy taking care of the sick sourdrang dowager, was skinny. The pain of losing her son made her crazy and could not control herself. She immediately fell into a systemic problem, a minor illness died, and eventually became a serious illness. Today, in her own, in Fu Lin, in others is expected. "My children are looking for me. I heard him crying in despair. I didn't take good care of him every day when he was here, but soon, my mother will make it up to you. " Fu Lin cried and pleaded, "I forbid you to go. You want compensation, wait for me. Let's go together. " "But is it wrong for children to miss their mothers?" She was delirious when she said it, and she fainted just after she said it.

Fu Lin finally decided to go to the ancestral temple to pray for his beloved wife. In that case, he couldn't think of any other better way.

The thunderstorm at night knocked on the window lintel of the Forbidden City in Fu Lin, and a dazzling lightning flashed across the sky and instantly shot into the bed of Fu Lin. He was awakened by this strange nightmare. When he sat up, he found that his close-fitting brocade robe had already been soaked in cold sweat, and the wet water-blue satin curtains fluttered in mid-air in the storm, slowing down, as if those ghosts who had nowhere to live often sang sad and long songs when he came back from his midnight dream, which made his whole heart tremble violently. In the dark, he saw the faces of those ghosts, including children and old people. At first, they laughed happily, but later they cried bitterly. Aren't those prisoners who died in the literary prison? Because of his criticism, hundreds of people were punished one after another. Among them, what broke the king's law? Since that year's literary inquisition, Fu Lin always felt that he couldn't sleep well. He thought that the real murderer was himself, and hundreds of lives were lost because of a piece of paper. He is often afraid, because he can't feel at ease because of fear. On such a night, he should have been with Dong Fei, but she wasn't around. Those ghosts want him dead now. He curled up in the corner of the bed and cried quietly. From then on, he had the idea of escaping into an empty net. If Dong Fei really gives up, he will really do so. He believes that only the Buddha is there. Doing things day and night these days is not only to purify the soul, but Fu Lin prefers to believe that the dying of Dong E Fei is God's punishment for him and the evil result of all his sins. So he almost pinned his life's hope and piety on such a ceremony, longing for God's mercy, at least not to take away his snow in Hubei.

However, the emperor shunzhi's piety did not save Dong's life. She died on a rainy afternoon. As usual, Fu Lin meditated in the Buddhist temple filled with fragrant fog, and there was a sound of hooves, followed by the sound that the door of the lobby was knocked down by the eunuch in a hurry. His hand trembled and his thoughts immediately came back to reality. There was silence in the hall, which made Fu Lin feel uncomfortable. He suddenly had an ominous premonition that this quiet loneliness might be everywhere in his future life. Xin's heavy breathing lasted for a while, and then he said, "Long live the sovereign, empress ... and kowtow and cry. The beads in Fu Lin's hand have been broken and fall on the marble floor one by one, which sounds like the echo of Fu Lin's loneliness. " Don't worry, get up and answer slowly. "It seems that he didn't listen to what he just said, but stood up calmly and went to the new city." I am instructed by the Queen Mother to ask the emperor to return to the palace as soon as possible to discuss the affairs of the imperial concubine. ""the emperor ... the emperor's mother asked me ... who to bury? "Fu Lin's voice began to tremble." Back to the emperor, it is the Dong 'e Queen who died in Chenggan Palace three hours ago. "The chanting in the Buddhist temple broke out again, but it was more orderly. Fu Lin felt the darkness in front of him. He staggered back a few steps, then rushed into the rain in despair and screamed, "No!" "Your majesty! "The eunuchs kneeling in the corridor lined up, climbed into the rain and kept persuading them to leave." Don't call me emperor. Without the snow, I can't be an emperor anymore! "

Along the way, he still didn't give up his idea. Hubei snow must not be dead. She must still be waiting in Chenggan Palace. Her illness is only due to accumulation. As long as she is in good order and adds some tonic, she can make up for the deficiency of qi. Before long, his snow in Hubei will be alive and kicking again. Besides, Hubei Snow won't let him go. She can't bear it. Fu Lin more think more think the truth of the matter should be like this, as long as the Chenggan Palace, they can cuddle and chat for a while.

Outside the large Chenggan Palace, long white cloth strips were hung, and the wind gradually blew them into chaos, forming a barrier in the corridor, making it difficult for Fu Lin's feet to advance half a step. There was a faint cry from the bedroom at the end of the corridor. His head was blank, his body fell heavily to the ground, and his face was covered with tears. He can't remember how he stood up later, and how he had the courage to stretch out his hand to open the curtain leading to the bedroom of Hubei Snow.

He would never have thought that a short farewell was a farewell, but now the farewell is an eternal separation between heaven and man. He looked at her lying in bed peacefully and abnormally, and her flawless face still had that innate sadness and elegance that could not be erased. She seems to be sleeping with a smile. "E Xue, I'm back." He said softly, reaching for her hand. "Hubei snow, how long are you going to sleep this time? Every time, I am waiting for you alone, waiting alone. Unexpectedly, now that you leave me alone in this empty world, I don't know how lonely I will be in the future. " Wu, the eunuch general manager on the side, swallowed his tears and looked anxious. He quickly said, "The Queen Mother has just cried here many times, and now she has gone back to Cining Palace to rest. Long live your journey. You want to ... go back and rest? There are slaves here. " Fu Lin dimly waved and said, "The little girl named Feng Qi who has been with Princess Hubei at ordinary times? Call her for me. " After a while, a handsome girl of about 20 years old came up to Fu Lin and bowed. "Long live the handmaiden." "Well, get up. Tell me, did the Empress say anything to me before she left? " "Please pay attention to the dragon body, don't be too sad to miss it." "That's it?" "Empress dying, only said 1 words from the heart. Where will she settle if she doesn't come in one breath? " "If you don't come in one breath, where will you settle down, where will you go and where will I go?" Fu Lin let out a long sigh. "How does the Empress treat you on weekdays?" The minions immediately shouted in unison: "Good!" "hmm." Fu Lin nodded and said with relief, "Now that the Queen is gone, the palace is empty. If you stay, you will miss emptiness blindly. You might as well go with her! " "minions kowtow to the dragon!" After a thank you, there was a faint cry. "Wait, you'd better stay, Feng Qi. I miss her, I can find someone to open my heart, and I will temporarily wronged you for my selfishness. " Feng Qi zheng, is still muna kowtow to give thanks.

In August of the seventeenth year of Shunzhi, Ren Yin, Dong E Fei and Dong E Fei's personal servants in Chenggan Palace, large and small, all served hundreds of people in martyrdom. Because of this, the emperor shunzhi also personally wrote "To the Queen" to commemorate Dong Eshi's life, and officially sealed Dong Eshi. Every sentence in the article is true and touching, which shows the emperor shunzhi's true feelings for Dong E Fei, and also shows the peerless elegance, filial piety and elegance of this generation of imperial concubine with China descent to future generations.

"In August of the seventeenth year of Shunzhi, RenYin, Xiao Xian Zhuang and Zhide paid tribute to the Queen's collapse. Oh! Treat the virtual virtuous internally, praise the helpless, and always say that it is good to eliminate poverty. Only after the system is pure will it set an example for future generations. I don't care about the secret of the pot, but I know it myself. Is to use his life's remittance, and the second time is like ... "

Meet again when we meet.