Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

Jiang Xue scooped a small sip of the soup and tasted it, then immediately covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief and spit it out. "My queen, this soup is not safe."

Mo Ying's face suddenly changed, and she signaled the maid beside her to temporarily take the people around her away.

"Princess Changle, you said there is something wrong with this soup. What's going on?" Mo Ying was anxious because this soup was made by her sister. If there is really a problem with it, her sister would be to blame.

However, Mo Ying did not think that her sister did it on purpose. She decided not to let anyone know about it before the truth was revealed. "Maybe my trust in my sister was too naive."

"Even if this soup was prepared by the Second Young Lady herself, it may have been tampered with by others during the delivery process. Therefore, even if there is a problem, it is not necessarily the Second Young Lady's responsibility." Jiang Xue understood Mo Ying's intentions, but she also knew that the facts could not be ignored.

He picked out a piece of spice that looked like star anise from the soup and placed it on the table. "Actually, the problem is the spice itself. Real star anise is very similar to this poisonous grass, but if the latter is accidentally ingested, it can cause paralysis at best, damage the brain or even be fatal.

This is a huge threat to both you and your baby. Fortunately, the amount is not large, and the adult can still be saved, but the baby in your belly may be difficult to save. "

If the poison was only added on the way, perhaps Mo Huan could be excused; but using the wrong ingredients was suspicious from the beginning to the end. As someone who cooks frequently, Mo Huan should not be unable to distinguish between these two spices, not to mention that this was a tonic prepared for the Imperial Concubine.

Mo Ying stared at the wild grass on the table, feeling mixed emotions. She didn't want to believe that her sister, whom she trusted so much, would do such a thing.

If Jiang Xue had not been here today, she might have drunk this bowl of deadly soup without any preparation.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hug her slightly bulging belly and felt a chill coming over her.

She had always been fearless, but now she was terrified because she almost lost her unborn child.

Her mother often said, "People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs." This sentence now echoes in her ears, reminding her that even though she is related by blood, she cannot completely let down her guard.

No matter how good she is, she will eventually be bad for you. This was her mother's warning when she first saw her getting close to Mo Huan.

As the daughter of the principal wife, she understood that the first lady did not particularly care about her illegitimate sisters.

Despite this, they were not treated harshly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, with the exception of Mo Huan.

The eldest lady was extremely strict with her second sister.

Why? She never knew the real reason, maybe it was because of Mo Huan's mother.

It is said that the lady was once a good friend of my mother, but now they are like strangers.

"Your Majesty, don't be afraid." Seeing Mo Ying staring at the bowl of herbal soup in a daze, Jiang Xue signaled the palace maid to get rid of it quickly.

"Wait." Mo Ying stopped the palace maid.

"Your Majesty, there must be something wrong with this soup. We can't keep it any longer." The palace maid thought Mo Ying was hesitant and hurried to persuade her.

"I know." Mo Ying regained her composure and looked at Jiang Xue and the bowl of soup. "Princess Changle, I want to ask you for help with something."

"Please go ahead." Jiang Xue nodded in agreement.

"Go dispose of the soup. Remember, don't let anyone find out." Mo Ying smiled and ordered.

Late at night, the news that the Imperial Medical Bureau had urgently summoned the Imperial Concubine to her bedroom threw the entire palace into chaos. The concubines all stood up to inquire about the situation.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the imperial concubine has a severe stomachache." As the head of the harem, the queen naturally cannot lag behind others.

Soon, the person who inquired for the news came back and reported that Mo Ying might be at risk of miscarriage.

"Should we inform the emperor?" the spy asked when he saw the queen remained silent.

At this time, the emperor was handling government affairs in the Xuchen Palace and was unaware of the changes that had taken place in the harem.

"The emperor is busy discussing important matters with his ministers, so don't bother him with these trivial matters in the harem."

The queen glanced coldly in Mo Ying's direction, secretly feeling proud in her heart: This dragon fetus is unstable? It's better to be gone, so that no one can threaten my position. If Mo Ying gives birth to a prince, I, the queen, will not be so stable.

At this time, Shangguan Xun rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the inner hall barefoot, obviously having just been woken up.

"Mother, why is it so messy?" she asked in a daze.

Seeing her daughter stand up, the queen's expression immediately became gentle, "Xun'er, it's okay. It's just that a concubine is unwell, so we asked the imperial physician to take a look. Are you sleepy? Go back to sleep, your mother will accompany you."

Since the last incident, the Queen has always taken care of Shangguan Xun personally, fearing that she would be hurt again. Shangguan Xun snuggled up to her mother and soon fell asleep again.

The maid asked hesitantly, "Your Majesty, regarding the imperial concubine..." She was worried that if she didn't report it to the emperor, she would have a hard time explaining herself in the future.

The queen stroked her daughter's hair and whispered, "Send word that the imperial concubine has had a miscarriage. Leave one or two imperial doctors to take care of her, and the rest of you should go away. Anyone who dares to take advantage of this opportunity to disrupt the order of the harem will be severely punished."

Then, the harem quickly returned to peace.

Soon, Mo Huan, who had the privilege of free access to the palace, heard the news and hurried over. She walked into the imperial concubine's bedroom and saw a figure lying on the bed through the pale yellow curtains.

"Sister." Mo Huan called softly. The person on the bed turned slightly, then lay down with his back to her.

The imperial physician standing by saw Mo Huan and bowed respectfully. "Madam Concubine."

"How is sister?" Mo Huan asked. Although the herbs she used were not fatal, they would definitely damage Mo Ying's body.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine's life is safe, but she needs to recuperate for a period of time." The imperial physician answered truthfully.

Mo Huan silently repeated the four words "raise well" in his heart, but his thoughts drifted to the unborn child.

"You two doctors can leave now. If I feel unwell, I will send someone to call you." Mo Ying's voice came from the inner room, and without waiting for the doctors to answer, the two doctors respectfully left the imperial concubine's bedroom.

It seems that Mo Ying did lose her child.

Mo Huan thought so and decided to take a risk to find out what was going on. She tiptoed towards the back of the curtain.

"Please stay, Concubine. Our queen doesn't want to see guests now." Mo Ying's personal maid appeared in time and stopped Mo Huan from moving forward.

"How do you feel, sister?" Mo Huan asked tentatively.

The room was silent, with no response. Mo Huan thought Mo Ying was silent because of sadness, so he comforted her: "Don't be sad, sister, you will have children in the future."

After a moment of silence, the person on the bed spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: "Did you do anything with the wild grass in the soup?"

Mo Huan didn't notice the unusual voice and answered directly: "I'm sorry, sister. If this child is born, it will threaten the position of the prince. I can't allow this to happen."

Between the prince and her sister, she chose to protect the prince.

"What a cold and heartless answer." The person on the bed suddenly sat up, his voice became clear again, and he pulled aside the curtain. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xue's face appeared before his eyes.