The glorious spring scene of the Red House

The incident had already been sorted out on the day of the accident, and it really couldn't be blamed on Yu Xing.

But five points in the palace can cause three layers of waves, and the victim has never made a sound. Those people who have not seen what happened with their eyes have already told the "truth" at that time through their own imagination.

As soon as the incident started, the Queen Mother suppressed all those talkative people, and sent people to Yu Xing to appease Yu Xing.

Yu Xie thanked her, and became a mute in her own palace. Everything she said now will come to fruition, so it's better to let this matter slowly fade away.

But the rumors have spread everywhere, even if they are clarified and suppressed immediately, a clear first impression has already been formed in others' minds.

Just because those people didn't see anything and didn't know the exact process, they were able to think about Yu Yan in a vicious way like a powerful and unconstrained style.

The palace people collected a lot of speeches in the palace, and when Yu Xun wanted to hear them, they picked up good ones and told Yu Xing to listen to.

"Don't just talk about this, what's the situation in the palace now, I can't follow the gate of Changning Palace, but I still know." Yu Yan said with a broad heart.

How dare the palace people utter evil words, they just said: "That's what others say, why should your empress care?"

"How is Concubine Jia now?" Yu Yan was not a person who was entangled.

"Concubine Jia's body is out of harmony, but with the imperial doctor's treatment, I think she will be cured soon." The palace official said plainly.

Yu Yan sighed: "I hope so."

The fetus in Jia Yuanchun's womb did not breathe, but due to lack of strength, the stillborn fetus has not been excreted until now.

This thing just sounds scary.

Because the child could not be kept, Jia Yuanchun fainted several times, and because of lack of strength, even if he took medicine, he could not get the child out.

Now, it's just wasting.

The imperial physician originally thought of a comprehensive method to save Jia Yuanchun's life, but now it seems that he must use the medicine of tiger and wolf.Otherwise, in the end, I am afraid that there will be nothing.

Yu Xun's fingers twitched slightly, obviously it was an extremely subtle movement, but Qing Que sensed it, turned over from the small bed, and held Yu Xun's hand.

"Don't cry..." Qingque stretched out her hand and touched Yu Yan's eyes.

Yu Yan grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his face, and gave an extremely ugly smile, "I didn't cry."

Qingque tilted her head and rested her chin, a pair of dark and bright eyes reflected a gloomy and bleak face.

"Come on, let me touch it." Yu Yan put the back of his hand against Qing Que's forehead, "Is it still uncomfortable if it doesn't burn?"

"It's not uncomfortable, I want to go out." Qing Que whispered.

Yu Yan played with the blue bird and asked her to lie down, "In a few days, we will go out again and take you to pay your respects to your imperial grandmother."

Looking at the obedient and clever daughter who nodded in agreement, Yu Yan felt a little distressed.

In just a few days, Qing Que fell ill because of what happened that day, and lost a lot of weight.

Seeing that Yu Yan was about to leave, Qing Que wanted to get up again.

Yu Yan pressed Qing Que's shoulders and said: "Take a good rest, this is just right, you can't get up."

Qing Que grabbed the quilt, quietly pulled it up a bit, and said: "Oh..."

Seeing her daughter's small appearance, Yu Yan really laughed from the bottom of her heart this time.

Jia Yuanchun is still lying on the bed, not knowing whether he is alive or dead, so what kind of self-pity does Yu Yan have?

In order to save Jia Yuanchun's life, the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital prescribed a prescription with extremely strong effects.

This kind of prescription not only needs to be checked by the imperial hospital at every level, but also requires Yang Min's consent before the medicinal materials can be obtained and boiled into soup.

Now that there is an empress dowager in the palace, the imperial physicians can't get Yang Min's consent for a while, but they can treat him with a nod from the empress dowager.

"The fetus hasn't fallen yet?" Yu Yan paused, and she found herself trembling more frequently.

"Concubine Jia is now only hanging on the ginseng soup. The imperial doctor tried several times, but she still didn't let the afterbirth go out." The palace man said calmly.

As long as they stay in this palace for a few years, anyone can sink their hearts.

"Is the queen mother sure?" Yu Yan asked with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

Even if it is delayed for a second, it may kill someone.

"Never..."

The gloomy eyes instantly dimmed.

It has only been two or three days, and the changes in the harem have already stirred up a gust of wind in the court hall.

I don't know how those courtiers knew about the harem.

The ministers thought they were loyal to the emperor, and tried their best to persuade Yang Min to stand up as the empress, completely ignoring Yang Min's worries.

No matter whether it is the empress or the crown prince, Yang Jin has a plan in his heart, but now that he is mentioned again and again, it makes Yang Jin feel disgusted.

When the Imperial Hospital invited Yang Jin, Yang Jin had just finished reading an excerpt, which was brilliant in writing, but Yang Jin could not appreciate its content.

"Everyone in the court hall, their eyes are only on the matter of the inner curtain, how can they look like a parental official pleading for the people." Yang Min became more calm, and when he read the scriptures, he still had the heart to comment.

Over the years, Yang Jin has grasped the power more and more firmly. He has put all his energy in one place, so naturally he has something to worry about, but what is said in the booklet is pure nonsense.

The harem has never been in chaos at all, so how come the conclusion that "there is no queen in the harem, fearing that people's hearts will be unstable, so set up a queen early to reassure people's hearts."

After the government affairs came to an end, the eunuch who was standing there spoke up and told about Jia Yuanchun.

Yang Min's expression was cold, and he said, "It's important to save lives, so let the imperial doctors take care of it."

"Your Majesty, please listen to how the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital..."

"It doesn't have to be..."

Jia Yuanchun's current situation is too dangerous, but no matter what the situation is, the imperial physician is always doing his best to treat him. This is the morality that a doctor should have.

The stillborn fetus had been in the womb for many days, and the fetal poison had already developed. Jia Yuanchun's face was like gold paper, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

For such a necessary matter, it is natural to have a person who can hold back and watch.

The Empress Dowager was too old to see this, so Concubine Wu Guifei directly said that she would not be sick, and pushed the matter to Yu Yu.

What the imperial concubine said still had some weight, so Yu Yan naturally had to follow it.

Yu Yan changed into plain clothes, went to the complicated decorations, and went to Fengzao Palace.

Sick people always have a special smell, and now there is a smell of medicine everywhere in Fengzao Palace.

The closed doors and windows and the layers of veils made the whole space look even darker.The faint stench and the ubiquitous oppressive atmosphere all indicate that the life of the owner here is passing away bit by bit.

When Yu Yan came here, he just found a chair to sit down and watch others.

"Concubine Jia is awake now?" Yu Yan's question immediately broke the peace here.

The doctor from the imperial hospital was rushing from the ear room to the east of the main hall, "My lady came here, but I never greeted her from afar, and I ask my lady to forgive me."

Yu Yan said politely: "The doctor is calling, I wonder how Concubine Jia is doing now?"

There was a little smoke and smoke on the doctor's body, and there were still black carbon marks on his sleeves. He concealed it and said, "Ms. Jia is conscious. After several days of treatment, she has recovered a lot."

The light in front of him changed suddenly, and Yi Gong came out from here, seeing Yi Zheng kneeling on the ground, his eyes lit up.

"The doctor is right here, the empress is in unbearable pain, what can the doctor do to relieve it?"