From Zhen Huan

She was asking herself, "Why, you just can't let me go! I don't want to fight for anything, I just want a child of my own, and live quietly in this harem, isn't that okay?"

"No!" I answered her resolutely, "Because you are the daughter of the Qi family, no matter how peaceful you are, even if you don't fight or grab, as long as you have the possibility of giving birth to a prince, you will not be able to live peacefully in this harem." inside."

"But I never thought of fighting for anything in the past! Is this okay too?" At this moment, Concubine Duan looked at me with helplessness and longing in her expression.

But I didn't show any sympathy, and my cold words directly shattered her fantasy, "Who knows if you will fight? Who will believe you?"

"Yeah! No one will believe me..." Concubine Duan murmured to herself with tears, and buried her face in her palms in great pain.

I didn't bother her anymore, I knew she didn't need my feeble comfort, she was always the one who saw the cruelty of the harem most clearly.

"You need to recuperate first! I will come to see you again." I greeted her and slowly exited the room soaked in pain.

"Miss."

Song Zhi quickly came over to help me sit on the chariot, and a large group of slaves followed me back to Mixiu Palace, leaving the Pixiang Palace in chaos.

When I arrived at Mixiu Palace, I lay on the bed, my body was full of exhaustion, but I didn't feel sleepy at all, after all, I just woke up from a long sleep.

The bedroom is filled with a rich fragrance, which surrounds the tip of the nose and lasts for a long time.

"Put out the incense." I said coldly.

The Huanyi incense prepared by the queen herself, ignoring its efficacy, just smelling it is indeed a rare treasure, but the body of Concubine Hua has just had a miscarriage at this time, so it is not suitable to burn this incense.And whenever I smell Huan Yixiang, I will think of Xuan Ling's ruthlessness, which is really not conducive to my health.

After dealing with Huan Yixiang, Song Zhi came in with a medicine bowl, took a sip, and it was indeed a powerful tonic soup, so I drank it in one go.

Xuanling had always been full of confidence in the efficacy of Huanyixiang, so he didn't do anything with the decoction.

Not long after drinking the medicine, I heard the news that Xuan Ling was coming.

"Shilan, I pity you for losing your flesh and blood, and I comfort you in every possible way, but I don't want you to vent your anger on Yue Bin. You are so vicious, and I am really disappointed." As soon as Xuan Ling came in, he preached, and his face It is heartache and dissatisfaction.

I got up and got out of bed, walked to the antique stand, picked up a white jade bottle and threw it in front of Xuan Ling, sending the shattered porcelain shards flying all over the ground.

"Since the emperor takes pity on Shilan, why didn't he punish Qi Yuebin? If she hadn't brought me that bowl of decoction, how could Shilan have lost her unborn baby?" I held up another colorful painting full of wealth and wealth. The vase glared at Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling was taken aback, took a step back, and then looked at me and scolded: "Presumptuous! I have allowed you to put yourself in such a state, commit crimes above and below, and use lynching indiscriminately. You are such a vicious woman. It is really abominable. Since you If you don't repent, you will stay in Mixiu Palace for me, and you will never get out of it."

Xuan Ling waved his big sleeve, and left full of anger.

"Your Majesty." All the maids and eunuchs in the room knelt on the ground, only Song Zhi walked beside me on her knees and held my hand.

I put down the vase in my hand, waved my sore hands, and said, "Get up."

Then he relaxed his body and leaned against Songzhi's body to absorb the warmth.

Although my face was calm, my heart was full of anger. If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't do this for the time being, I really wanted to throw a vase on Xuan Ling's face, smashing his righteous words to pieces.

But now that I am under the control of others, I can only endure, but I will never endure for too long, let alone let Xuan Ling enjoy himself for too long.

After Xuanling left, I started to nest in Mixiu Palace, reading books, drinking medicine, and preparing some delicious food in the small kitchen every day.

In the harem, I was banned from Mixiu Palace by Xuan Ling. Concubine Duan was injured in the Pixiang Hall to recuperate. Two concubines fell down in the harem, which greatly increased Xuan Ling's free time.All of a sudden, the low-ranking concubines showed up in a variety of tricks and competed for splendor, making the already restless harem even more chaotic.

Two months later, my body was completely healthy, and Xuan Ling also lifted my confinement. Just as I finished my dinner and was taking a walk in the imperial garden to digest my food, Song Zhi brought a little maid with an unfamiliar face.

The little palace maid bowed to the ground and said: "The concubine Duan said, if you have time, please go to the Pixiang Palace to talk about it."

I was bathed in the night breeze, and I showed a beautiful smile full of comfort, and said: "Go back to your mother, I will definitely go."

The author has something to say: Ah!Calvin is in pain!Usually, I code a chapter for two to three hours. When writing, writing, deleting and deleting, five or six hours are not enough!The point is, the writing is okay~

This article is based on the abuse of Xuanzang~

Here are today's backups:

Concubine Duan Qi Yuebin is as famous as Concubine Hua Murong Shilan in beauty, and her tragic fate is also comparable to Concubine Hua. [Here is a special declaration that the beauty of Concubine Duan Liangliang in the original text is comparable to that of Huafei Liangliang, but Concubine Hua is like the scorching sun while Concubine Duan is like the bright moonlight.The one in the TV series is definitely not Concubine Duan Liangliang~~]

They are also daughters from a family of generals, unlike Concubine Hua Murong Shilan who enjoyed a pure and beautiful girlhood, Concubine Duan Qi Yuebin was taken as a hostage and sent to the palace when she was young.

Therefore, compared with Concubine Hua's rampant arrogance, Concubine Duan will always be indifferent as if she is content with herself.The personalities of the two also correspond to their families and their political policies in the court.

Therefore, the murder of the Murong family and the survival of the Qi family are definitely not accidental, but traces to follow.

And the ending of these two families is also the ending of Concubine Hua and Concubine Duan.Concubine Hua died, and Concubine Duan's family was full of glory.

But no matter what the ending is, the pain the two have suffered is the same.

The pain of bereavement, the pain of infertility.

How cruel to the two of them!

When I came back to my senses, propping up my weak body, the distorted and happy smile on my face hadn't calmed down yet, and what I saw was Concubine Duan lying on the ground struggling in pain.There are also broken medicine bowls and dark water stains on the carpet. I immediately understood what the scene was.

"Songzhi, help Concubine Duan up." I have been a doctor for a long time, and the "healer's parental heart" has almost become my instinctive thought. Now I see Concubine Duan's unstoppable wailing, and I cannot remain indifferent .

What's more, in this matter, Concubine Duan was really innocent, but she was framed by someone and suffered such an innocent disaster.

"Yes, empress." Song Zhi was aggressive, grabbed Concubine Duan's hair with one hand, and Concubine Duan's arm with the other, and pulled her up unsteadily.

I rubbed my forehead and sighed, sure enough Songzhi and Concubine Hua are a family!Such a tough character!

"Help yourself to the chair and sit down!" I cheered up and took my own pulse first.Concubine Hua is in good health, but she had just had a miscarriage at this time, and she was overwhelmed with worries and mood swings, which caused her vitality to be hurt. Fortunately, it was not serious, and two months of recuperation would be enough.

Song Zhi dragged Concubine Duan's arm, threw her on the chair, and then came over to help me over.

Let Songzhi grab Concubine Duan's hands, I pinch Concubine Duan's chin, find the right place and squeeze hard, Concubine Duan involuntarily opens her mouth, I then stretch my hand in, and reach a place at the mouth of her throat As soon as he pressed it, Concubine Duan's body involuntarily leaned forward, and then she began to vomit non-stop.

After vomiting for a while, I asked Songzhi to continue to pour water into her mouth, and then continued to spit.During the whole process, only Songzhi was in good spirits, while Concubine Duan and I were tormented to the point of weakness.

"Okay, let's do it like this! Help Duanfei to the bed!" Seeing that I had almost vomited, I ordered Songzhi to say.

"Niang Niang..." Songzhi looked at me with a puzzled face.

I flew over with a sharp eye, and Song Zhi immediately grabbed Concubine Duan's arm, dragged her to the side of the bed, and threw her onto the bed.

I lifted the skirt and sat down beside the bed, took Concubine Duan's hand to feel her pulse.

In the world of "The Legend of Zhen Huan", Chinese medicine is a very magical existence. Even though I have studied medical skills for a long time, I still can't stop admiring the medical skills of this world.

Especially in the harem, the efficacy of drugs like musk is simply miraculous.Just like Concubine Duan at this moment, Concubine Hua forcibly poured red flowers. Even though I had induced vomiting in time, the weight remaining in her body was greatly reduced, but the remaining very little weight still caused damage to Concubine Duan's body. Great damage.

Although she will no longer be infertile for life like in the original book, at least three to five years of recuperation is needed to prevent her body from being affected by these safflower soups.

Putting down Concubine Duan's hand, I sat quietly, thinking about the prescription.

When I came back to my senses, I happened to be looking at Concubine Shangduan with hatred, surprise, pain, and doubt in my eyes.

I then told Song Zhi: "Go out and guard the door."

After Song Zhi closed the door, she said to Concubine Duan: "If you have any questions, just ask."

"Why do you want to save me? You hurt me first, and then you save me?" Concubine Duan panted heavily, her tone of voice was urgent and fast.

I lifted her up and put a pillow on her back, and then I replied: "I hurt you, of course because someone asked me to kill you. I saved you because I think you are worth saving."

"Who's going to harm me?" Concubine Duan leaned on the soft cushion, her tone soft and angry.

"Not to harm you," I