Legend of Zhen Huan: Zhen Huan is reborn

039 The Fear of Summer, Winter and Spring

There is no way to know the content of the conversation between Yixiu and Xia Dongchun, but when Xia Dongchun walked out of Taohuawu, her face looked quite heavy.

Beside her, Baojuan carefully supported her and slowly walked into the pear blossom courtyard.

(Ewhawon)

Baojuan stared at Xia Dongchun in confusion. Since all the maids were sent away when Xia Dongchun had a secret conversation with the Queen just now, she had no idea what the conversation was about.

She was filled with worry and couldn't help but ask softly, "My lady, what's wrong with you? You seem to be worried."

Seeing that Xia Dongchun did not respond, Baojuan called out several times in succession: "Young Master? Young Master, can you hear me?"

However, Xia Dongchun was still immersed in his own thoughts and ignored Baojuan's call.

Xia Dongchun was now immersed in the memory of the conversation she had just had with the Queen:

"You are now eight months pregnant and are about to welcome the birth of your baby."

"Your status is only that of a concubine. Even if the child is born, you can only be promoted to a noble, and the innocent baby must be sent to be raised by the prince."

"As the queen, I can ensure that your child is properly protected here."

"Your father is just a member of the Baoyi Zuoling, and I am the queen. I have the support of the queen mother and the power of the entire Ulanara clan behind me. The interests involved are complicated. I hope you can understand."

"I hope you will think carefully. I will give you two days to make a decision."

Xia Dongchun was extremely confused. She found it hard to understand how the queen, who seemed so kind on weekdays, could have such deep calculations.

She was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

She didn't even dare to reveal all this to the emperor, because what the queen said seemed to make sense.

At this moment, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, with anxiety and uneasiness intertwined, making her feel extremely tormented.

(Bitong Academy)

In the past two days, a maidservant was acting suspiciously in the backyard of Bitong Academy, which attracted Xiao Yunzi's attention.

When he came to report to Zhen Huan, Zhen Huan and An Lingrong were immersed in practicing calligraphy.

"Are you saying that there is someone in my yard who has evil intentions and is a traitor?" Zhen Huan asked calmly while writing.

"I saw it clearly. She secretly put some things into the small kitchen." Xiao Yunzi reported truthfully.

"Do you know what she stuffed in it?" Zhen Huan stopped writing and asked curiously.

"I took the opportunity to steal some, and after taking a closer look, I found that it was just some common tapioca flour." Xiao Yunzi replied.

"Tapioca flour?" An Lingrong repeated in confusion, "Why is this thing so secretive?"

At this moment, Zhen Huan suddenly thought of something, tapioca flour... Wen Yi... a feeling of uneasiness surged in her heart.

She quickly ordered Xiao Yunzi, "Xiao Yunzi, keep a close eye on her. If there is any sign of trouble, tie her up and throw her into the woodshed."

"Yes, I obey your command." Xiao Yunzi responded and quickly left the room.

An Lingrong gently put down the brush in her hand and looked at Zhen Huan with a hint of doubt: "Sister, is there any special reason for this tapioca flour?"

Zhen Huan frowned slightly, not daring to mention the guess easily, and could only comfort her in a relaxed tone: "It's nothing, you don't need to worry too much, do you want to try the pearl meatballs? I'll ask Huanbi to prepare it now."

"Okay, I also want to eat rose pastry." An Lingrong's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Zhen Huan smiled and shook her head: "You little greedy cat, I have already asked people to prepare it, and I have also specially chilled the lotus seed soup for you, let's enjoy it together later."

"Sister, you are so kind." An Lingrong smiled gratefully, and the doubts in her heart were temporarily replaced by the anticipation of delicious food.

(Qingliang Hall)

The morning sun shone through the gauze window lattices. Zhen Huan and the concubines followed the Queen to Qingliang Palace to visit Princess Wen Yi.

As I stepped into the hall, I was greeted by an inexplicably heavy atmosphere, as if it was shrouded in clouds of sorrow.

Cao Qinmo's eyes were full of worry, and her red and swollen eyes revealed deep concern, while Concubine Hua and Yinzhen also frowned, and the imperial physician shrank back aside.

Princess Wen Yi seemed to have just woken up from her sleep, her eyes were still a little blurry, and she looked listless.

The wet nurse held her gently and coaxed her softly, trying to cheer her up, while Cao Qinmo picked up the flower drum beside her and tried to amuse her with the toy.

Seeing this, Concubine Hua enthusiastically suggested, "I saw Wen Yi enjoying the water chestnut soup we brought in a few days ago. Why not order someone to make some more so that everyone can enjoy it together?"

Yinzhen nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'm a little hungry too."

After a while, a bowl of steaming, sweet and delicious water chestnut soup was served.

Cao Qinmo carefully fed Wen Yi, who was in the wet nurse's arms, spoonful by spoonful of water chestnut soup, and occasionally wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth with a piece of silk.

Seeing Wen Yi eating so happily, Cao Qinmo finally showed a gentle smile on his tired face.

Zhen Huan and Ling Rong looked at each other and thought to themselves that such a gentle and considerate mother would not harm her own child just to win favor.

Perhaps their previous speculation was just unnecessary.

The Queen smiled and said, "I am very pleased to see Wen Yi eating so happily. It seems that she will recover soon."

Upon hearing this, Cao Qinmo showed a look of gratitude on her face and said hurriedly, "Thank you for your concern, Queen."

After feeding a few mouthfuls, the wet nurse came forward and reminded: "My lady, now is time to feed Princess Wen Yi." After that, she gently picked up Wen Yi and took her in to feed.

Not long after entering the room, Wen Yi suddenly burst into tears. The crying made Cao Qinmo feel very distressed. She rushed in and quickly took Wen Yi from the wet nurse.

Cao Qinmo looked at the tear marks on Wen Yi's face and asked anxiously, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly spit up milk again?"

The wet nurse seemed a little flustered. She explained, "My lady, I don't know either. She had clearly gotten much better this morning, but..." Her voice gradually became low, and she was obviously confused and uneasy about this.

Yinzhen was also very unhappy at this moment. He pointed at the imperial physician and asked sternly: "As an imperial physician, how can you act? Why is it that after three days of treatment, the patient's condition has not improved, but has become more serious?"

Seeing the emperor's rage, the imperial physician was terrified. He knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty also cannot figure it out. Generally speaking, spitting up occurs in the first one or two months of life due to pyloric stenosis, but the princess is already one year old..." He hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Yinzhen was furious: "You are so useless! You can't even help a child with spitting up milk!"

The Queen hurried forward to comfort him: "Your Majesty, calm down, so as not to hurt your body. Let the imperial physician examine you carefully."

The imperial physician agreed repeatedly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I have thought about it again and again, and I am afraid that the princess is suffering from gastrointestinal discomfort, perhaps because she has eaten something that hurts her stomach. I want to check what the princess has eaten since her vomiting symptoms worsened."

Yinzhen nodded and said in a deep voice, "Okay."