Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Concubine Hui couldn't wait to ask: "Did something happen in the west wing?"

Chunlan was about to cry because of the things in the box, and he hesitated: "No, yes, yes..."

"It's Master Xiao Zhang..."

The Queen Mother's expression changed, and she ordered all the unrelated palace people to retreat.

Chunlan finally cried out: "Master Xiao Zhang is dead!"

She raised her hand and pointed tremblingly at the box behind her that exuded a strong smell of blood: "His body is inside..."

Concubine Hui suddenly stood up from her chair and rushed towards the big box.

"Open it!" Her face turned white and green.

The two eunuchs trembled and opened the box. The contents inside were disgusting.

Zhang Baifeng's originally tall body had been shaved off, leaving only bloody bones with a thin layer of meat. The pieces of flesh that were cut off were only the size of copper coins, piled up into a mountain of meat on the side.

A dizzying feeling of nausea rushed straight to Concubine Hui's head. Her throat was sore, and she held on to the pillar and vomited all the yellow bile.

On the contrary, the Queen Mother was more calm.

Aunt Lan Ruo helped her walk to the box. She glanced at it, but her expression didn't change.

"What did you do?" The Queen Mother looked at Concubine Hui and asked coldly.

Concubine Hui vomited so much that she lost consciousness. Chunlan quickly brought her a teacup and asked her to rinse her mouth.

After a long while, she finally told the story from beginning to end in a weak voice.

It turned out that when the Queen Mother decided on the candidate to pray for, Concubine Hui had her thoughts in mind.

She specially asked Zhang Baifeng to borrow a dead soldier, hoping to disguise himself as Cha Jiu's adulterer. Then someone would catch the adulterer in bed and eliminate the enemy.

But she never thought that Zhang Baifeng would become lustful and want to fight in person, and he would end up like this.

"absurd!"

The Queen Mother suppressed her anger and slapped Concubine Hui heavily to the ground.

"Did you know that there is a team of secret guards around His Majesty?" the Queen Mother said sternly.

"Now that he regards Zhaoronghua as a jewel, he will definitely send secret guards to protect her day and night. How dare you send people to deal with her in such a fair and just way? Are you not looking for death?"

It doesn't matter if it is Concubine Hui who dies, since she has lost her favor now anyway, and the Zhang family has plenty of good girls to take her place.

Unexpectedly, this idiot would implicate Feng'er. How could she explain this to her brother?

Concubine Hui was stunned: "What kind of secret guard, I don't know!"

Of course she didn't know why Yu Wenyuan would allocate his secret guards to her?

After thinking about this, Concubine Hui's eyes turned red and she said with hatred: "I didn't expect Your Majesty to care so much for that bitch!"

The Queen Mother slapped her again.

Concubine Hui covered her face and cried bitterly on the ground.

The Queen Mother said coldly: "Don't act like such a coward. Why does the emperor's favor matter? The most important thing is that you are pregnant with the dragon heir and inheriting the prosperous country and the world."

Concubine Hui cried: "But now that Your Majesty doesn't come to Chunxi Palace often, how can I be pregnant with a dragon heir?"

"The Ai family and Master Yuan Chen have discussed that after praying for seven days, they will make a statue of the Buddha's back, and then use her mouth to say that Zhao Ronghua and Long Si are in conflict, and they need to pray for blessings in Taihua Hall for half a year before they can return to the palace. .”

The Queen Mother glanced sideways at Concubine Hui: "If you are still unable to conceive a dragon in the past six months, you should consider the Ai family's other proposals as soon as possible."

"What should I do if my brother dies?" Concubine Hui clenched the handkerchief in her hand, biting it into pieces with her silver teeth.

"The dead have no value anymore, and the living should not be made to suffer."

The Queen Mother meant that she should not pursue this matter any further, otherwise she would be in trouble with the emperor.

She waved her hand tiredly: "Send the box back to the General's Mansion."

"Yes."

……

The next day, the morning bell rang, and the Taihua Hall was solemn and solemn, and the annual royal blessing ceremony began.

The Queen Mother stood at the front, offering incense to the Buddha statues and ancestor portraits, clasping her hands together, and praying devoutly.

Chajiu followed Concubine Hui, offered incense, and knelt down on the futon.

Master Yuan Chen recited a long prayer and used willow branches to sprinkle Buddha water on the noble masters.

"This prayer requires a noble master to use blood as a guide and copy the scriptures. I wonder which master will do this?" Master Yuan Chen said.

The Queen Mother raised her eyelids slightly and directly ordered Cha Jiu: "Zhao Ronghua is young, let her handle this matter."

How can Cha Jiu say "no"?

But it did hurt when I cut my hand to draw blood.

The master who took the blood didn't know if he had any grudge against her, but when he stabbed her, the wound was terribly deep and blood flowed out.

Cha Jiu's face quickly turned pale.

Concubine Hui looked at her frowning in pain, and her heart tightened with joy.

After taking the blood, Master Yuan Chen said again: "Copying scriptures requires sincerity. Your noble master has to kneel in front of the Buddha and copy for eight hours without eating."

Cha Jiu gave her a funny look.

Master Yuanchen, who is a Buddhist abbot, is actually just a pawn of the Queen Mother and others?

After taking the blood, you have to kneel for eight hours without eating or drinking to copy scriptures. No matter how healthy a person is, half of his life will be lost.

Sending someone to sneak into the west wing to act as a monster failed, but now he dared to use such a dirty trick.

The secret guard could protect her from being assassinated and harmed by gangsters, but they would not care if she died of blood loss due to menstrual copying.

The Queen Mother is really good at calculating.

Helpless, Chajiu could only kneel on the ground and copy menstruation all day long.

At the end of the day, when Wan Xing and the little palace maid helped her up from the ground, there was no trace of blood in her face and she could no longer walk in her legs and feet.

Back in the west wing, Zhirou quickly brought ginger honey water for her to moisten her throat.

"The vegetarian dishes are still hot. Madam, please eat these fragrant and soft pastries first to cushion your stomach." Zhirou thought very thoughtfully.

Wanxing brought the medicinal wine and was about to wipe Chajiu's red and swollen knees, but Zhirou stopped her.

"You just injured your knee, so you can't apply medicinal wine immediately."

Wanxing's eyes were red: "You'd better be calmer, I'm so worried that I forgot about it."

Cha Jiu seemed to be fine, eating the fragrant Babao sweet cheese.

This small injury was as insignificant as being bitten by an ant in front of the system's treatment potions.

There is another big thing that should be dealt with.

"Where's Wanhe?"

When Chajiu asked, Zhirou and Wanxing looked at each other and remained silent.

Cha Jiu felt strange.

After she got up from her nap yesterday, she ordered someone to tie up Wan He and throw her into the woodshed, expecting to be interrogated again today.

In the end, it was Zhirou who said, "Wanhe escaped."

This evening, a young palace maid went to the woodshed to deliver food. Who knew that the thick rope that bundled the people was cut neatly, and the Wanhe people were nowhere to be seen.

It was like someone had taken him away.

Chajiu was confused, called up the system, and asked: "Who is secretly helping Wanhe this time?"