calm to light

In the chrysanthemum hall, Mei Zhuang looked at the rain outside, feeling depressed, thinking that he heard the voice of Ling Rong just now, it was even more difficult to calm down, seeing that the rain was getting weaker, he thought about calling Caiyue to go After a visit to Yanxi Palace, unexpectedly Caiyue came in by herself, with a flustered expression, "My lord, something happened to Miss Yun."

I rushed to Yanxi Palace in a hurry, and when she arrived, Yanxi Palace was already in chaos. The nobles of Fucha and Chungui were outside the house, looking nervously at the people in the house who came out with bloody quilts. Seeing the nobleman Fucha looking at those dirty things, his face became pale obviously, thinking that she has a body after all, it would be even more inappropriate if she was startled, and hurriedly persuaded her to go away, but didn't want to make a noise inside, Ju Qing first He came out, holding a ball wrapped in blood-colored cloth in his hands, his eyes were flustered, almost rushing out, not afraid of bumping into the nobles present, so he walked out quickly without squinting, protected by other palace people.

"My lord," Cuisi exclaimed, "My lord, you can't stay here yet."

"Give me back my child," the voice was extremely weak, but it couldn't be ignored, it was empty like muttering to himself, "Where are you going to take my child, give it back to me."

"Little master!" Cui Si should be dissuading, but she heard the sound of many objects being touched, following the meaning of Ling Rong's words, Mei Zhuang involuntarily looked at the ball that was carried out by Ju Qing Blood red, I can vaguely see the hand protruding from the cloth, holding it tightly, small, but full of bruises, icy, and dripping reddish transparent water.

"Ah," came a low cry from beside him, followed by Chun'er's exclamation, "Sister Fucha, what's wrong with you?"

"Well, ah, my stomach hurts so much," the nobleman Fucha's screams frightened the people outside the house to rush her back to their own palace. It was chaotic, but she couldn't move forward. She didn't dare to face the mausoleum of the bereaved son, and she didn't want to leave the mausoleum to look at the endangered nobleman of Fucha.

"Sister Mei!" It was Ling Rong, who struggled to the door, her words were filled with surprise, "Sister Mei, have you seen my child?" She looked at herself with such empty eyes, making her look Towards the direction where Juqing was already walking away, he hesitated and evaded, "Sister Mei, where is my child? Have you seen it? They all bully me and don't let me look at my child. Sister Mei, tell me... ..."

With disheveled hair and a pale face like the mausoleum of a female ghost, she put all her hopes on herself. She was so distraught that she couldn't look directly at her, and caught a glimpse of the imperial doctor who was isolated by the palace maid. She subconsciously chose to evade, "Why is the imperial physician really on duty, why didn't he come to treat Concubine Yun!"

The imperial doctor who was drunk by her came forward in a panic, but before he touched Ling Rong in her arms, Ling Rong had already pushed him away first, and ran towards the direction she was looking at just now with strength from nowhere, refusing With the help of her servants, she ordered in a panic, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and bring Concubine Yun back." How could she bear such a damaged body.

But before the palace people chased him out, Lingrong was hugged back by the emperor in soaking wet clothes. In his arms, Lingrong closed his eyes peacefully, as if he had lost his breath. It was so distressing to see him. Holding Ling Rong nervously and walking in front of him, Mei Zhuang suddenly felt that even if Ling Rong had no children, he would not be in despair. The voice from inside the room immediately reassured Mei Zhuang, "Chen Shi, get out of here soon." Come in!"

"Songzhi, has Nianfu left the palace?" Holding the teacup in his hand, he trembled uncontrollably, looking at the ripples of the tea in the cup, thinking of the dead boy who gave birth to a dead boy just like himself back then An Lingrong, Shilan felt scared for the first time in her year, and she didn't know whether it was because of that terrible memory or after experiencing the terrible transformation after that memory.

"Ma'am, the major general has returned to the mansion safely." Songzhi knew her master was flustered, she was also flustered when she first heard the emperor rushed back to the palace in the rain, "Ma'am, Baojuan's place has already been taken care of. Something will happen."

"Is there nothing wrong?" How could it be all right? I just hope that the emperor didn't take that child too seriously.No, she has no choice but to wait, "Songzhi, accompany me to Yanxi Palace."

"Your Majesty has a body, so how can you go to such a place?" The nobleman Fucha was frightened and gave birth prematurely, and he is still struggling with life and death. Pity the child, give up the idea, but did not expect that his master's foresight is inevitable, and he has to do it as a last resort.

"If the child of this palace can't even bear this, it's better not to be born." Nianfu, this move is too risky. "Do you know who disclosed the news that the emperor is not in the harem?"

"The man did it in secret, and the major general is just guessing."

"Who?" Even speculation is sometimes just a fact without evidence.

Song Zhi carefully gestured to two points with her eyes, Concubine Hua understood, and smiled wryly, "These two people in the palace are all enemies of my palace." No matter who it is, I don't mind taking every opportunity to trip my palace .

The queen in Jingren Palace was lying down on the couch because of an old illness, and now she was even more disturbed after hearing what happened in Yanxi Palace, and she lost her composure, "Jianqiu, what's going on, okay, why did Concubine Yun have a miscarriage?" Obviously let Baojuan keep an eye on it, right?

"The imperial doctor said that someone had taken a drug in advance, and everyone in the palace was in a coma." Jianqiu said again, "Your Majesty, this matter must be aimed at your Majesty, should we put Bao Juan on guard?" .”

"If it's really aimed at me, how could it be easy to guard against it?" The queen pressed her aching forehead with one hand, sighed with painful emotion, "It's just a pity that the man who formed in Yunyun's belly What happened to the baby?"

"It's been dealt with."

"It's handled well. If the emperor sees such filth, it will be somewhat taboo." If the emperor sees the child, the emperor will inevitably feel sad, and maybe he will think of the baby boy of Concubine Hua and feel compassion. , "Does the Queen Mother know about this?"

"Shoukang Palace is probably the first to know. The person who notified said that the Queen Mother almost collapsed after hearing this."

"It's no wonder that the Empress Dowager's expectations for Concubine Yun's child are no less than those of Ben Gong," the Empress stood up with Jianqiu's support, "How many empress dowagers still know that this Palace cares about Concubine Yun's child, if it is really framed , Bengong will not be isolated and helpless. Now, let’s go to Yanxi Palace with Bengong to have a look."

On the other side of the Yanxi Palace, the nobleman Fucha went through all kinds of hardships and finally gave birth to a premature concubine. It was just that the exhausted nobleman looked at the maid who was crying with joy, and the first person to ask was not his concubine, but the concubine. It was the serious sorrow on the other side, "Concubine Yun, what's the matter?"

"My lord, don't worry about it. The emperor is already there to preside over the overall situation." I don't understand why the lord pays more attention to the situation over there than she does herself, but when she sees the lord listening to her own reward, she smiles at ease. When she was young, she didn't intend to ask any more questions, she was just the young master's maid, and if the young master thought it was good, she felt good.

"The emperor is already here." Since that's the case, she doesn't have to worry, Rong'er, you have to work hard.

What's wrong with me?The consciousness gradually became clear, but the body was heavy and cold, unable to move an inch.

"How?" It's him, by the way, just now I made a fuss carelessly, didn't cooperate with the strange doctor's diagnosis and treatment, and made troubles unreasonably at Meizhuang who rushed over with good intentions, and even went crazy to chase back the daisy chrysanthemum. Qing took away my dead child. At that time, it was as if there was another crazy me dominating everything. If he hadn’t suddenly appeared in front of me, disregarded my madness, and knocked me out, I would have been happy to let him go. That crazy self must have caused trouble in the harem.

"The amount of medicine that the empress was given was calculated, and it didn't hurt her body at all. It's just that the empress is in a special situation, and she made such a fuss afterwards, which is a bit tricky." Chen Shi's voice, it was the first time I heard Chen Shi like this Not sure about the diagnosis.

"Will she have any more children in the future?" I don't know if it's my illusion, but he was a little nervous when he asked this question, or maybe I, the person listening, was nervous. You can't have the hard work of being pregnant in October.

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