Rebirth: Ruyi goes crazy in the harem

Ke Xin held Su Lujun's arm and sighed, "Master, I understand your difficulties. I just feel sorry for you.

Any other concubine who got pregnant would be treated with great honor and pampering as if she had a gold nugget, but the master had to endure it all.

If I were to say, how could the master be blamed for this? The Queen Mother is really unreasonable, and the Emperor can't suppress his interest. Can the master still refuse..."

Su Lujun cautiously said, "Okay, this is outside after all, don't talk nonsense and discuss the emperor and the queen mother.

Let's go back quickly, lest others see us and cause trouble."

After Su Lujun left, a green figure emerged from the shade behind the camellia bushes.

It’s Lu Changzai.

Ever since she was reprimanded by Su Lujun last time, she has been staying in a side hall of Zhongcui Palace.

The Empress Dowager scolded Concubine Chun, so naturally she also scolded her.

She felt that she was useless as she couldn't even persuade the soft-hearted Concubine Chun.

Lu Chang was not a good person both inside and outside. In addition, she was not of high rank and was not favored by the emperor, so her life became more and more difficult.

There was an indistinguishable black and gray color in her eyes, and she walked slowly to the camellia that Su Lujun had just smelled.

With hands stained with bright red nail polish, she broke the roots of the flowers without hesitation.

With a crisp sound, the camellia fell to the ground.

The little palace maid beside him shuddered, "My Lord, you don't have to do this yourself."

"I'll always feel uneasy if I don't do it myself." Lu Changzai's face was gloomy as he wiped the remaining flower juice on his nails with a handkerchief.

Before leaving, Lu Chang did not forget to run over the camellia at the bottom of the tall flowerpot.

The flowers stained with gray soil, like the countless fallen flowers in the garden, were silently embedded in the soil.

Before long, it will become fertilizer for the flowers in the garden and give back to the imperial garden.

When Su Lujun returned to Zhongcui Palace, she asked Kexin to make some sweet and soft milk glutinous rice cakes.

When the pastries were served steaming hot, Su Lujun was smiling as she watched Yongrong reciting while shaking his head.

After reciting a poem, Su Lujun praised, "Yongrong is really smart. Come, try the freshly made cakes in my mother's kitchen. Be careful, it's hot."

Yongrong didn't like sweets, so he ran away after smelling it.

Yong Zhang made up for him, "Mother, my brother is young and naughty. He has finally finished memorizing the book. Please let him relax a little.

Yesterday, I got a new set of paints, which are very rare. Thinking that my younger brother is good at painting, I gave it to him. I think he is eager to try out the new paints. "

Su Lujun was not angry, she shook her head and said with a smile, "Yongrong doesn't like reading, he only likes painting. I don't know who he resembles with this habit.

It's because you, as his elder brother, always spoil him. I think Yongrong is almost becoming the little tyrant of Zhongcui Palace."

Yong Zhang scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "Yong Rong is my younger brother, and he is young, so I can't help but love him more.

Besides, I think Yongrong has a good temper. Although he is lively, he also understands reason. He likes to stick to Yongji and Yongqi to play, and he will not throw tantrums.

In comparison, my sixth brother Yongsheng is a little bully. No wonder he has no mother to raise him..."

"Yong Zhang, why are you becoming more and more unruly?"

Su Lujun's face changed and she scolded, "Sixth Prince lost his mother when he was young, so he was pitiful. His strong personality is also to protect himself.

The emperor has not said anything about him, so you are even less allowed to comment. After all, you are older, so you should take care of the harmony between brothers. "

Seeing Yong Zhang's sincere response, Su Lujun also softened her tone, "However, the Imperial Noble Consort is already the confirmed candidate for the successor, and the Fourth Prince will soon become the legitimate son.

The Fifth Prince has always been close to the Fourth Prince. It is right for you and Yongrong to make friends with them.

Never mind, I have been too cautious recently. Yongzhang, come over and have a couple of snacks."

Yong Zhang is filial and gentle. Although he doesn't like sweets, he still obediently took the milk glutinous rice cake from Su Lujun's hand and symbolically took a bite of it.

"The cooking skills of the small kitchen in my mother's palace are getting better and better. This milk glutinous rice cake is not only sweet, but also seems to have a floral fragrance."

Su Lujun smiled and picked up a piece of milk glutinous rice cake and put it into her mouth, "You have a tricky mouth.

The water used to make the cakes is the morning dew on camellia petals. It is no wonder that it is tainted with the fragrance of the flowers. "

But soon, Su Lujun felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and then a warm and fishy smell came from her lower body...

Looking at the blood oozing from under her skirt, Su Lujun panicked. She felt chest tightness and shortness of breath and almost fell off the couch.

Fortunately, Yong Zhang hugged him in time and kept calling "Mom" worriedly.

Before she lost consciousness, Su Lujun only remembered Yong Zhang looking at her anxiously, and it seemed that blood was oozing from the tip of his nose...

In Zhongcui Palace.

Su Lujun's cheeks were sallow and her lips were pale and bloodless.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, she had not yet realized what had happened. She only saw that the palace servants around her all looked extremely unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Su Lujun said hoarsely.

Ke Xin hurriedly took the tea and served it to her. Su Lujun had just taken two sips when she suddenly seemed to remember something and hurriedly touched her stomach.

Sensing something strange, Su Lujun suddenly looked up at Ke Xin.

Ke Xin burst into tears and sobbed, "My dear, the princess is unlucky with us and has passed away."

Su Lujun collapsed and screamed. It turned out that she was in a coma and had dreamt about the pain of withdrawal and the smell of blood, which were all real.

Even though she had anticipated it, the heart-wrenching pain still felt like a rock pressing down on her head, tightly enveloping Su Lujun.

She opened her mouth wide, barely able to breathe, and could only cling to the edge of the bed, trying to distract herself from the burning pain in her heart through the pain in her fingertips.

In a trance, Ke Xin seemed to be able to see a few strands of white hair that were inconsistent with Su Lujun's age through her sweat-soaked black hair that was stuck to her temples.

Her mistress was such a bright and passionate woman.

From the Qiandi to the palace, Su Lujun has always been kind to others, never argued with others, followed the rules, and kept to herself, making her a model of virtue.

But I don’t know since when, no matter how careful she was, Su Lujun had become so haggard.

Ke Xin didn't know why her master had to endure this, she sobbed and comforted him, "Master, you have to be calm.

If you collapse, what will happen to the Third and Seventh Princes?"

Talking about children, Su Lujun regained some of her rationality. Yes, she also had Yongzhang and Yongrong.

"Yong Zhang, how is Yong Zhang?

I remember seeing blood under his nose before he fainted. Is Yongzhang okay? I want to go see Yongzhang..."