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穿越四十七天，《烬宫》

第一章魂坠

林薇睁开眼时，雕花描金的床顶刺得她眼疼。陌生的锦被裹着身子，空气中弥漫着浓郁的药味，还有个梳着双丫髻的小姑娘正红着眼圈抹泪：“娘娘，您可算醒了！再不醒，奴婢……奴婢真不知道该怎么办了。”

娘娘？

剧痛猛地撞进脑海——她是21世纪的历史系研究生，为查一份明末宫档熬夜猝死，竟穿成了大胤朝刚入宫的答应沈凝。原主胆小怯懦，因无意中撞破贵妃赵氏私会外臣，被灌了毒药，一命呜呼才让她占了这具身子。

“现在是……天启三年？”林薇哑着嗓子问，指尖掐进掌心。她研究过这段历史，天启帝多疑暴戾，后宫更是赵氏一手遮天，而这个“沈凝”，在史料里只有一句“早卒，无封”。

活下去。这是林薇唯一的念头。

第二章求生

冷宫似的偏殿，每日只有馊掉的饭菜和刺骨的寒风。林薇靠着原主零碎的记忆，知道赵氏没赶尽杀绝，是想留着她当“活证”——万一哪天用得上，随时能拉出来顶罪。

她开始装疯卖傻，见人就笑，把馊饭往头上扣。宫人渐渐疏于防范，她却在深夜偷偷磨尖发簪，藏在枕下。一次赵氏的心腹太监来“探望”，伸手想掐她脸取乐，她猛地用发簪刺向对方手背，尖叫着打滚：“有鬼！有血！”

太监惊怒，却怕沾了“疯病”晦气，骂骂咧咧地走了。林薇瘫在地上，后背全是冷汗——这宫里，连疯癫都得演得逼真。

第三章恩宠

转机来得猝不及防。天启帝萧彻在御花园避雨，撞见她抱着棵老槐树傻笑，淋得像只落汤鸡。他身边的太监想驱赶，他却挥了挥手：“这疯子倒比宫里那些假笑的顺眼。”

那晚，她被带回养心殿偏室。萧彻看着她狼吞虎咽地喝粥，忽然问：“你叫什么？”

“沈……沈凝。”她噎得直打嗝。

“凝？”他指尖划过她手腕上原主留下的浅疤，“像块冻住的冰。”

他留她在身边做了侍墨宫女。林薇不敢展露半分锋芒，只低着头研墨，听他与大臣议事。她渐渐发现，这位帝王并非史料里那般昏聩，只是被赵氏家族掣肘，活得比谁都累。

他会在深夜对着一幅《江山图》发呆，会在她不小心打翻砚台时，淡淡说“无妨”，甚至会把御膳房的热汤悄悄推到她面前。林薇的心，像被温水慢慢浸软——她知道这危险，却忍不住贪恋这丝暖意。

第四章孕事

她怀上龙胎时，正是赵氏家族权势滔天之际。萧彻把她藏在秘殿，派了心腹守卫，却挡不住人心鬼蜮。赵氏买通了她身边的小厨房管事，在安胎药里掺了慢性毒药。

起初只是头晕，后来夜里咳血。林薇偷偷将药渣藏起来，让相熟的小太监送去太医院——她记得史料里，有位老御医因弹劾赵氏被罢官，此刻正谪居京郊。

老御医的回信只有四个字：“速离帝侧。”

林薇懂了。这孩子，是赵氏想除的眼中钉，更是萧彻用来牵制赵氏的棋子。她摸着小腹，第一次如此痛恨自己读了那么多史书——她早该知道，帝王的恩宠，从来都是带刺的。

第五章构陷

赵氏的计来得更狠。她让人模仿林薇的字迹，写了封“通敌信”，塞进了边关将领的家眷府中。事发时，萧彻正在秘殿看她绣的虎头鞋。

禁军破门而入时，萧彻将她护在身后。赵氏的兄长，太尉赵康冷笑：“陛下，沈氏勾结外敌，证据确凿！”

林薇看着那封信上拙劣的模仿笔迹，忽然笑了：“陛下，臣妾有孕三月，连秘殿都没出过，如何通敌？”

赵康扬手甩出另一份“证词”——是那个被她刺伤手背的太监，指证她曾与外臣私会。

萧彻的眼神冷了下去。林薇的心一点点沉底，她看到他袖中的手在颤抖，却终究没说一个“信”字。

第六章碎胎

她被关回那座偏殿，比从前更冷。赵氏亲自来“探望”，踩着她的手笑道：“妹妹，你以为陛下护得住你？这龙种，不该来这世上。”

当晚，林薇腹痛如绞。她知道毒药发作了，挣扎着想去找萧彻，却被按住灌下一碗黑漆漆的药。意识模糊间，她仿佛看到萧彻站在门口，背对着她，肩膀绷得死紧。

孩子没了。林薇醒来时，小腹空空，身下一片冰凉。萧彻坐在床边，眼底有红血丝：“凝凝，朕……”

“陛下，”她打断他，声音平静得像冰，“臣妾不怪您。”

她知道，他用这个孩子的命，换了赵氏家族暂时的收敛，换了边关三个月的安稳。可她还是疼，疼得五脏六腑都像被挖走了。

第七章真相

林薇开始“复宠”，比从前更温顺，甚至主动为赵氏说好话。萧彻看着她笑，眼神里的愧疚越来越深。她却在暗中收集赵氏的罪证——那些她从史书中记下的、赵氏家族贪赃枉法的证据。

她找到那位老御医，他递给她一本账册：“这是先帝留下的暗桩记录，赵氏之父当年害死了先帝的白月光，陛下一直想查，却苦无证据。”

林薇把账册交给萧彻的那晚，他抱着她，第一次说了软话：“等扳倒赵家，朕带你去江南，看你说过的桃花。”

林薇笑着点头，眼泪却落在他手背上——她查过，天启三年冬，赵氏会发动宫变，而萧彻早有准备，只是需要一个人，在宫变时引开赵氏的主力。

第八章宫变

大雪漫天时，宫变如期而至。赵氏带着禁军包围养心殿，林薇按计划，点燃了秘殿的火药库——那里存放着萧彻早就备好的“诱饵”。

火光冲天时，她穿着萧彻送的红裙，站在宫墙上。赵氏的人马果然追了过来，赵康一箭射穿她的肩膀：“妖妇！受死！”

剧痛中，林薇忽然想起第一次见萧彻，他说她像块冰。原来冰化了，是会疼的。

她笑着冲赵康挥手，身后是赶来护驾的禁军。她知道，她这一跳，能为萧彻争取足够的时间。

“萧彻，”她轻声说，像在对自己说，“江南的桃花，我替你看过了。”

她从宫墙上坠落，红裙像朵绽开的血花。

第九章余生

赵氏被灭族那天，萧彻坐在秘殿里，翻着林薇留下的东西——一本写满批注的《明史》，里面关于“沈凝”的那一句，被她划掉了，改成“曾活过，爱过”。

还有一张未绣完的虎头鞋，针脚歪歪扭扭。

老御医告诉他，林薇早就知道自己活不过宫变，那碗堕胎药后，她的身子就垮了，能撑到现在，全靠一口气吊着。

萧彻捂住脸，喉咙里发出困兽般的呜咽。他赢了江山，却永远失去了那个会在御花园淋雨傻笑、会在他咳嗽时悄悄递上热茶的女子。

后来，史书里记载：“天启三年冬，宫变平，帝诛赵氏，始亲政。后终身未立后，无宠妃。”

没人知道，每年桃花开时，那位励精图治的帝王，会独自去京郊的一座孤坟前，坐一整天。坟上没有碑，只有一棵老槐树，像极了他们初遇时，她抱着傻笑的那棵。

风过，槐叶簌簌作响，像有人在轻轻说：“萧彻，我不怪你。”

“The Ashen Palace“

Chapter 1: Soul Fallen

When Lin Wei opened her eyes， the carved and gilded bed canopy stung her eyes. A strange brocade quilt wrapped around her body， and the air was filled with a strong smell of medicine. A little girl with double buns was wiping her tears with red eyes:“Your Majesty， you're finally awake! If you didn't wake up， this servant... this servant really wouldn't know what to do.“

Your Majesty?

A sharp pain suddenly crashed into her mind—she was a history graduate student in the 21st century， who had stayed up late to check a late Ming court file and died from overwork， unexpectedly transmigrating into Shen Ning， a newly entered “Daying“(the lowest rank of imperial concubines) in the Dayin Dynasty. The original owner was timid and cowardly. Because she accidentally caught sight of Noble Consort Zhao having a private meeting with a courtier， she was forced to drink poison and died， allowing Lin Wei to take over this body.

“Is it... the third year of Tianqi?“ Lin Wei asked hoarsely， her fingertips digging into her palm. She had studied this period of history. Emperor Tianqi was suspicious and tyrannical， and the harem was completely controlled by Zhao. As for this “Shen Ning，“ there was only one sentence in historical records:“Died early， no title.“

Survive. That was Lin Wei's only thought.

Chapter 2: Struggling to Survive

In the side hall that was like a cold palace， there was only spoiled food and piercing cold wind every day. Relying on the fragmented memories of the original owner， Lin Wei knew that Zhao didn't kill her completely because she wanted to keep her as a “living witness“—in case she needed it one day， she could be pulled out to take the blame at any time.

She began to pretend to be crazy， laughing when she saw people， and putting spoiled rice on her head. The palace servants gradually let their guard down， but she secretly sharpened her hairpin at night and hid it under her pillow. Once， a eunuch who was a confidant of Zhao came to “visit“ and stretched out his hand to pinch her face for fun. She suddenly stabbed the hairpin at the back of his hand， screaming and rolling on the ground:“Ghost! There's blood!“

The eunuch was furious but was afraid of getting沾染 the bad luck of “madness，“ so he left cursing. Lin Wei collapsed on the ground， her back covered in cold sweat—in this palace， even madness had to be acted out realistically.

Chapter 3: Imperial Favor

The turning point came unexpectedly. Emperor Tianqi， Xiao Che， took shelter from the rain in the imperial garden and saw her hugging an old locust tree and giggling， soaked like a drowned chicken. The eunuch beside him wanted to drive her away， but he waved his hand:“This madwoman is more pleasing to the eye than those fake smiles in the palace.“

That night， she was taken back to the side room of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Xiao Che watched her gobble down the porridge and suddenly asked:“What's your name?“

“Shen... Shen Ning.“ She choked and burped.

“Ning?“ He ran his fingertips over the shallow scar left by the original owner on her wrist，“Like a frozen ice.“

He kept her by his side as a ink-serving maid. Lin Wei didn't dare to show any sharpness， only lowering her head to grind ink and listening to his discussions with ministers. She gradually found that this emperor was not as muddle-headed as recorded in historical materials. He was just constrained by the Zhao family and lived a more tiring life than anyone else.

He would stare at a “Picture of Rivers and Mountains“ in a daze late at night， would say “It's okay“ when she accidentally knocked over the inkstone， and even quietly push the hot soup from the imperial kitchen in front of her. Lin Wei's heart， like being slowly soaked in warm water， softened—she knew it was dangerous， but she couldn't help but covet this trace of warmth.

Chapter 4: Pregnancy

When she was pregnant with the imperial fetus， it was just when the Zhao family's power was at its peak. Xiao Che hid her in a secret hall and sent confidants to guard her， but couldn't stop the evil in people's hearts. Zhao bribed the steward of the small kitchen beside her to mix slow-acting poison into the anti-abortion medicine.

At first， it was just dizziness， and later she coughed up blood at night. Lin Wei secretly hid the dregs of the medicine and asked a familiar little eunuch to send them to the Imperial Hospital—she remembered that in historical records， there was an old imperial doctor who was dismissed from office for impeaching Zhao and was now exiled on the outskirts of the capital.

The old imperial doctor's reply was only four words:“Leave the emperor quickly.“

Lin Wei understood. This child was a thorn in Zhao's side that she wanted to remove， and even more a chess piece for Xiao Che to contain Zhao. She touched her lower abdomen and hated herself for reading so many history books for the first time—she should have known that the emperor's favor was always thorny.

Chapter 5: Frame-Up

Zhao's scheme was even more ruthless. She had someone imitate Lin Wei's handwriting and write a “letter colluding with the enemy，“ which was hidden in the mansion of the family members of the border generals. When the incident happened， Xiao Che was in the secret hall looking at the tiger-head shoes she embroidered.

When the imperial guards broke through the door， Xiao Che protected her behind him. Zhao's elder brother，太尉(a high military rank) Zhao Kang， sneered:“Your Majesty， Shen has colluded with foreign enemies， and the evidence is conclusive!“

Lin Wei looked at the clumsy imitation on the letter and suddenly laughed:“Your Majesty， this concubine has been pregnant for three months and hasn't even left the secret hall. How can I collude with the enemy?“

Zhao Kang raised his hand and threw out another “testimony“—it was the eunuch whose hand she had stabbed， accusing her of having a private meeting with a courtier.

Xiao Che's eyes turned cold. Lin Wei's heart sank little by little. She saw his hand in his sleeve trembling， but he never said a word of “trust.“

Chapter 6: Miscarriage

She was locked back in that side hall， which was colder than before. Zhao came to “visit“ in person， stepping on her hand and smiling:“Sister， do you think the emperor can protect you? This dragon fetus shouldn't have come into this world.“

That night， Lin Wei's abdomen ached like it was being twisted. She knew the poison had taken effect. She struggled to find Xiao Che but was held down and forced to drink a bowl of black medicine. In a daze， she seemed to see Xiao Che standing at the door， his back to her， his shoulders tense.

The child was gone. When Lin Wei woke up， her lower abdomen was empty and her body was cold. Xiao Che sat by the bed with red bloodshot eyes:“Ning Ning， I...“

“Your Majesty，“ she interrupted him， her voice as calm as ice，“this concubine doesn't blame you.“

She knew that he had exchanged the life of this child for the temporary restraint of the Zhao family and three months of stability on the border. But she still hurt， so much that her internal organs felt like they had been dug out.

Chapter 7: The Truth

Lin Wei began to “regain favor，“ being more温顺 than before， and even took the initiative to speak well of Zhao. Xiao Che looked at her smile， and the guilt in his eyes grew deeper. But she was secretly collecting evidence of Zhao's crimes—those evidences of corruption and lawlessness by the Zhao family that she had noted down from historical books.

She found the old imperial doctor， who handed her an account book:“This is the record of the hidden stakes left by the former emperor. Zhao's father killed the former emperor's beloved back then. His Majesty has always wanted to investigate but has no evidence.“

The night Lin Wei handed over the account book to Xiao Che， he held her and said soft words for the first time:“After defeating the Zhao family， I will take you to Jiangnan to see the peach blossoms you mentioned.“

Lin Wei nodded with a smile， but tears fell on the back of his hand—she had checked that in the winter of the third year of Tianqi， Zhao would launch a palace coup， and Xiao Che had long been prepared， but he needed someone to distract Zhao's main force during the coup.

Chapter 8: Palace Coup

When the snow was漫天， the palace coup happened as scheduled. Zhao led the imperial guards to surround the Hall of Mental Cultivation. According to the plan， Lin Wei lit the gunpowder depot in the secret hall—which stored the “bait“ that Xiao Che had long prepared.

When the fire soared into the sky， she was wearing the red dress that Xiao Che gave her， standing on the palace wall. Zhao's men really chased after her. Zhao Kang shot an arrow through her shoulder:“Evil woman! Die!“

In the severe pain， Lin Wei suddenly remembered the first time she met Xiao Che， when he said she was like a piece of ice. It turned out that when ice melts， it hurts.

She smiled and waved at Zhao Kang. Behind her were the imperial guards赶来 to protect the emperor. She knew that her jump could buy enough time for Xiao Che.

“Xiao Che，“ she said softly， as if to herself，“I've seen the peach blossoms in Jiangnan for you.“

She fell from the palace wall， her red dress like a blooming blood flower.

Chapter 9: The Remaining Years

On the day the Zhao family was exterminated， Xiao Che sat in the secret hall， flipping through the things Lin Wei left behind—a copy of “History of Ming“ full of annotations， in which the sentence about “Shen Ning“ was crossed out and changed to “Once lived， once loved.“

There was also an unfinished tiger-head shoe with crooked stitches.

The old imperial doctor told him that Lin Wei had long known that she wouldn't survive the palace coup. After that bowl of abortion medicine， her body collapsed， and she could hold on until now only by sheer will.

Xiao Che covered his face， a beast-like whimper coming from his throat. He had won the country， but he had forever lost the woman who would giggle in the rain in the imperial garden and quietly hand over hot tea when he coughed.

Later， historical records stated:“In the winter of the third year of Tianqi， the palace coup was suppressed. The emperor executed the Zhao family and began to govern personally. He never appointed a empress for life and had no favored concubines.“

No one knew that every year when peach blossoms bloomed， the diligent and wise emperor would go alone to a lonely grave on the outskirts of the capital and sit there all day. There was no tombstone on the grave， only an old locust tree， much like the one she hugged and giggled at when they first met.

The wind passed， and the locust leaves rustled， as if someone was gently saying:“Xiao Che， I don't blame you.“