An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

Because Fu Chang was suffering from abdominal pain, Concubine Duan had to stop the interrogation and asked someone to invite Wen Shichu over.

Although Fu Changzai was a suspect, the emperor would certainly not be willing to punish her because she was pregnant.

After all, she has a face like that, and the child she gives birth to will surely be more favored by the emperor.

He just wanted to take advantage of Fu Chang's poisoning to make her give the child to him willingly.

Who would have thought that she suddenly felt unwell. Looking at the pain she was in, she might have a miscarriage.

If a woman like Rouze had a miscarriage, I'm afraid the emperor would not let her go.

Concubine Duan was already very worried. She paced anxiously around Fu Changzai, hoping that the imperial physician would arrive soon.

Fortunately, the imperial doctors did not make her wait too long. Imperial Doctor Wen, Imperial Doctor Zhang and others were rushed to Chuxiu Palace, and even Concubine Xin and Yu Ying'er heard the news.

Doctor Wen just bowed and hurriedly felt Fu Changzai's pulse. He saw the woman who looked like Zhen Huan in great pain and suddenly panicked.

What should I do if Sister Huan was assassinated in this way?

Fortunately, Fu Changzai's pulse was not too bad. Wen Shichu wiped the cold sweat off his face and said, "Empress Duan, there is still a glimmer of hope for the baby in Fu Changzai's belly. I brought some pills to preserve the pregnancy. You need to dissolve them in warm water and feed them to Fu Changzai."

"Jixiang, go quickly." When Concubine Duan heard that they could be saved, she immediately asked Jixiang to go down and prepare.

She felt a little relieved, but she did not forget to ask Doctor Zhang to take Fu Changzai's pulse as well.

"Fu Chang's pulse..." Zhang Mi frowned, he turned his head and glanced at Doctor Wen, "From what I see, Fu Chang seems to be in extreme fear, and she just had a miscarriage."

Concubine Duan looked normal. She hummed, "Is the fetus okay?"

Zhang Mi was not as optimistic as Wen Shichu. He sighed and let go of Fu Changzai's hand. "Let's see how effective the pregnancy-preserving pills given by Doctor Wen are."

Soon, Jixiang brought the water over. Doctor Wen hurriedly dissolved the pills to preserve the pregnancy and asked Jixiang to feed the pills to Fuchangzai.

Although she drank the medicine, Fu Changzai still looked very painful. She kept saying it hurt, which made everyone very anxious.

Concubine Duan was very nervous. She only waited in the palace for a while before the Emperor and the Empress came rushing over. Surprisingly, even Concubine Hua came over.

As soon as he entered the room, the emperor stared at Concubine Duan's face. His eyes were gloomy, and without waiting for Concubine Duan to say anything, he went straight into the inner room.

Fu Changzai was in so much pain that her head and face were covered in sweat, and her jet-black hair was stuck to her face. When she saw the emperor come in, she tried hard to hold back her cries of pain, but she still let out a groan from time to time.

When the emperor saw her like this, he immediately thought of Rou Ze who had difficulty giving birth. He quickly walked to the bed and held Fu Changzai's hand.

"Wanwan, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm with you." The emperor said anxiously. He called Wen Shichu in and asked him to think of a way to cure Fu Changzai as soon as possible.

Fu Chang seemed to hear the word "Wanwan" in a trance, but she was in so much pain that she could not think and could only hold the emperor's hand tightly.

"Your Majesty, I am in so much pain... Is the child..."

"No, Wanwan, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you." The emperor comforted Fu Changzai, "Tell me, what happened?"

Fu Changzai finally managed to relax a little, but when she heard that the emperor wanted to stand up for her, she immediately told him about Concubine Duan's false accusation against her.

"I...I have never thought of harming Concubine Duan.

Your Majesty, I am pregnant now, how dare I take any medicine that might harm my body. Your Majesty, please help me."

"I understand." The emperor pulled the quilt for Fu Changzai. He had a plan in mind, "Wen Shichu, find a way to save the fetus."

Wen Shichu waited for a long time. When he saw that Fu Changzai was still suffering from unbearable abdominal pain after taking his medicine, Wen Shichu knew that the child could not be saved.

He cupped his hands, looking at the emperor hesitantly, "Your humble servant..."

"Call Zhang Mi in." The emperor waved his hand coldly. Wen Shichu immediately tactfully retreated and replaced Zhang Mi in.

It was the same no matter how many imperial physicians were replaced. After taking the patient's pulse, Zhang Mi shook his head helplessly.

What we can do now is to induce labor for Fu Chang. After all, if the dead fetus stays in the womb for too long, it will also harm the mother.

At this time, it was no longer appropriate for the emperor to stay in the palace with Concubine Fu. He looked deeply at the woman on the couch, his eyes filled with emotions, and it was unclear whether he was sad or angry.

As soon as the emperor stepped into the main hall, his eyes were fixed on Concubine Duan again.

Concubine Duan was frightened by the cold look. She subconsciously bowed and called "Your Majesty".

The emperor ignored her and asked the queen to interrogate the palace maids in Chuxiu Palace to find out what had happened today.

"Your Majesty, I had nightmares for a few days, but I just felt better today. Concubine Fu heard the news and brought Bao Yuan to visit me..."

"Empress." The emperor ignored Concubine Duan's confession. He called the queen who had already walked to the door, causing the queen to turn around and look at the emperor in confusion, "...Nothing, check it out carefully."

"Yes, I will investigate today's matter thoroughly." The Queen turned her head to look at Concubine Duan's thin back. It was a good thing that Fu Changzai's baby fell out of her belly so that she wouldn't have to do it herself.

But she looks so much like your good sister, Qi Yuebin, it may be difficult for you to get away.

"Your Majesty..." Concubine Duan spoke tentatively. When she saw the emperor looking over, she carefully explained what happened today, "For some reason, Bao Yuan, the maidservant beside Fu Chang, sprinkled poisonous powder in the water that I used to bathe and treat my illness.

I was thinking of asking Fu Changzai, but she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach..."

"Can you find out what the powder is?"

"I haven't had time to ask the imperial physician to check..." Concubine Duan hurriedly explained, but the emperor's face became more and more gloomy, "You didn't even know whether the powder was poisonous, but you forced me to question you. Concubine Duan, this is not like you."

Concubine Duan opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

The emperor believes that he is a kind person and will not force others to answer questions.

I still believe that Fu Changzai is innocent. I took advantage of my power to bully others and almost caused them to have a miscarriage.

"... Your concubine, your concubine has never questioned Fu Changzai." Concubine Duan sighed and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Fu Changzai is so... I have already regarded her as my own sister, so how could I force her to question her."

When the Emperor heard Concubine Duan mention Empress Chunyuan, he opened his mouth slightly. He knew that when Rouze was in the palace, she had a very good relationship with Concubine Duan. Concubine Duan was an expert pipa player, and it was Rouze who taught her personally.

Being gentle means being pure and kind. If Concubine Duan could have a little bit of that, she would not have done anything excessive.

"Zhang Mi, go check the water to see if there is poison in it."

Zhang Mi had just come out of the inner hall and hurriedly followed the eunuch to look at the water. He wiped the sweat off his face and felt that his old bones were about to fall apart from exhaustion.

Wen Shichu was even more miserable. He was blocked in an alley and beaten up. His body hasn't fully recovered yet, but he still has to help Concubine Duan clean up the mess she made.

Soon, Zhang Mi came back and presented a small bowl of water.

"There is nothing unusual about this water. I have tested it with a silver needle and it has not turned black."

Concubine Duan suddenly remembered the yellow paper bag that Jixiang found on Baoyuan, and she secretly gave Jixiang a look.

"Your Majesty, I found a yellow paper bag on Baoyuan, with some white powder on it." After getting the emperor's consent, Jixiang immediately handed the paper bag to Zhang Mi.

Zhang Mi picked up the powder and looked at it at his fingertips. The bitter taste made him immediately alert. After confirming it again and again, he hurriedly wiped his fingers with a handkerchief.

"Your Majesty, this is strychnine powder. If you take too much strychnine, you will experience headaches, nausea, lethargy, and even convulsions. In severe cases, it may even be fatal."

Hearing that the toxicity of this powder was so strong that even a silver needle could not detect it, everyone's face changed immediately. Jixiang was even more scared and kept rubbing his cuffs with his fingers.

She stroked her forehead and felt like she was going to faint.

"Look at Fu Changzai's current condition. In addition to being frightened, I'm afraid he is also affected by the strychnine."

Zhang Mi looked up at the emperor. The amount of strychnine was too small, and he and Wen Shichu couldn't find it after taking the emperor's pulse.

But after all, the two of them did not tell the emperor the exact reason for Fu Changzai's miscarriage, nor were they afraid that the emperor would be angry at this time.

As expected, the emperor just nodded and said, "This medicine was found on Bao Yuan?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Concubine Duan was still frightened. She raised her hand to cover her nose, worried that she had been poisoned. "Your Majesty, I feel dizzy and unwell. Can you ask Doctor Wen to take my pulse?"

The emperor glanced at Concubine Duan. Her face was already pale, and now it was hard to tell what was wrong.

"Get up, don't be so formal."

It’s just that Zhang Mi, the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, was clearly here, but he chose to look for Wen Shichu who was taking care of Concubine Fu in the inner palace.

"Zhang Mi." The emperor couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. "Take Concubine Duan's pulse."

Zhang Mi didn't even dare to breathe. He could only resign himself to his fate and walk to Concubine Duan to take her pulse.

Concubine Duan's face changed. She knew that Zhang Mi had just touched the strychnine powder, which was highly poisonous. It would be disastrous if it got on her body.

Zhang Mi was just about to take out the handkerchief used for taking pulse and put it on Concubine Duan's wrist, but Concubine Duan refused and put her own handkerchief on it instead.

The emperor looked at Concubine Duan's actions coldly. He did not think that Concubine Duan was thoughtful. He just thought that she was very hypocritical, unlike Rouze who treated everyone equally.

"The queen seemed to have been poisoned these days, but it has been cured. She is just still a little weak."

Zhang Mi shook his head, let go of the hand that was checking the emperor's pulse, and apologized to the emperor, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The poison that Empress Duan was poisoned with has been cured. Judging from the pulse now, I cannot find out what kind of poison Empress Duan was poisoned with."

The emperor's eyes swept across the paper bag on the table beside him, and then turned back to Concubine Duan's face.

"You just said that strychnos nux vomica makes people sleepy."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhang Mi suddenly remembered all the pulse cases he had seen in the past two days. Concubine Duan had been in a coma before, and was only cured in the past few days.

Concubine Duan did not hide this matter from others, so the emperor also knew that Concubine Duan had a nightmare and then fell into a coma.

Could it be that today's incident was actually directed and acted by Concubine Duan in order to frame Concubine Fu?

At this time, Concubine Duan finally realized what the emperor meant by the question he had just asked.

"emperor……"

"You have a good rest. I'm going to go see Concubine Fu." The emperor interrupted Concubine Duan. He immediately stood up and walked slowly out of Concubine Duan's sight with square steps.

Seeing that the emperor had completely disappeared, Concubine Duan immediately called Jixiang over. She leaned close to Jixiang's ear and whispered, "Whatever means you use, tell Baoyuan to tell the truth. Remember, there should be no obvious wounds."

"Yes, your majesty." Jixiang agreed immediately and hurried out to find Baoyuan who was locked in the woodshed.

Baoyuan had her mouth blocked and she kept struggling on the ground. When the door of the woodshed opened, she huddled up in fear.

Jixiang stood at the door, blocking the glaring sunlight behind her. She held a broken porcelain bowl and instructed Jixing to open Baoyuan's mouth.

"This bowl of water was taken from the bucket where you sprinkled the powder. Baoyuan, you and I are both servants, and I don't want to embarrass you."

Jixiang put the bowl to Baoyuan's mouth, and the water in the bowl rippled, as if it would be poured into her mouth in the next second.

Baoyuan was scared, but she didn't dare to struggle, for fear that the water would be poured into her mouth.

"I'll only give you one chance, Baoyuan." Jixiang paused for a moment, and seeing that Baoyuan was still begging for mercy and refused to tell the truth, he simply poured half of the bowl of water into Baoyuan's mouth.

"I'll tell you... cough cough, I'll tell you everything." Baoyuan was so scared that she cried loudly. She was choked by the water and kept coughing, and her snot and tears were all mixed together.

"explain."

"I... ahem, it was the young lady who ordered me to sprinkle the powder into the water that Concubine Duan was going to use.

Whether it is for bathing or making tea, sprinkle it in. "

Jixiang's face turned cold. She held the remaining half bowl of water and pretended to pour it into Baoyuan's mouth again.

"No... everything I said is true!" Baoyuan struggled hard, but because her hands and feet were tied and her head was held down by Jixing, she was unable to break free from the shackles.

Baoyuan didn't care. She drank all the remaining water and then told Jixing to let Baoyuan go.

Baoyuan no longer had any intention of resisting at this time. After Baoxing let her go, she just lay there, waiting to die with a dejected look on her face.

"Do you know what medicine you are taking?"

Bao Yuan looked at Jixiang and shook her head slowly, "I don't know, the young master just said it was a poison."

"Get up. Since I dare to give you this medicine, there is naturally a way to save you."

Jixiang spoke in a light tone, and she turned around and walked out without worrying that Baoyuan would not follow her.

When Jixing saw that Baoyuan was getting up too slowly, he kicked her deliberately. Before Baoyuan could squat firmly, she was kicked down by Baoxing, and her forehead hit the ground with a dull thud.

Blood immediately flowed down the forehead. Baoyuan's face was distorted with pain, but she dared not scream. She could only cover her mouth and shed tears silently.

"Hurry up, the Emperor and His Majesty are in no mood to wait for you."

Jixing cursed, and as she followed Jixiang out of the door, she ran into the Queen.