Chapter 315: The King of the Northwest (1)

When two people compete with each other, they often don't say too many hurtful words, but if they say a word, they hurt people. That's why, at most, you see two people looking at each other, only venting their displeasure with their eyes, and rarely talking.

Yan Song knew very well in her heart, she knew better than anyone what she meant by what she said. It is precisely because of this that every word is spoken, tugging at one's heart, as if someone lifted the heart to the top of a hundred feet high and immediately threw it down.

"Okay......" he chuckled, leaning on the window frame on the side, his face was very ugly, "The world is peaceful, since the concubine has the world in her heart, then the concubine will do what you want to do......" He waved his sleeves away angrily, obviously angry by those words, and the people who came to the Ritual Pavilion had never seen the appearance of the saint's gaffe. In the past, they thought that the Holy One would not be angry when he encountered anything, but only two times it was because of the same woman.

"Miss...... Miss, how are you?" Ah Chun supported her body, she coughed up blood deeply, wiped it with her sleeve, and no one could see it. Her heart palpitations seemed to be getting worse, and she was coughing up blood now. Or rather, her heart really started to bleed......

"Since the concubine agreed to go to the northwest to talk, then the matter of the concubine's miscarriage will naturally not be taken into account by you first......" Gu Wanwan's words made her understand some things, Gu Shangshu knew about the Northwest Peace Talks that day, so Gu Wanwan must also know. With her temper, it is not impossible to do such a thing in order to let the Holy Lord go.

"Gu Wanwan ......" She let go of Ah Chun's hand and walked towards her, "It's you, all this...... You planned it all by yourself. With the blood of the child in your hands, why can you sleep peacefully at night, how can you have peace of mind!"

"Shut up for me!" Gu Wanwan glared angrily and waved her sleeves, "Now that it's over, I don't want to argue with you about anything?" Anyway, it's you Yan Song who loses...... You will get the retribution you deserve, and I, Gu Wanwan, is the most noble queen in this palace, and no one can beat her!"

Gu Wanwan didn't admit it, she had no reason to admit it, only a fool would admit what she had done. And Concubine Shu began to hate herself because of the red pollen in the book. But when you think about it, it's really strange. The red pollen was found in the books she used to read, and these books were usually kept on the shelves of the Wind Yin Temple, and she didn't pay attention to them. The most important thing is that she wanted to move these books to Laiyi Pavilion completely on a whim. How does this work?

"Miss, drink some medicine...... You haven't drunk the medicine sent by the Holy One for the past few days. ”

She shook her head lightly and put the medicine on the desk, "Ah Chun, medicine, it shouldn't cure my illness." ”

"What kind of illness does Miss have?" Ah Chun asked anxiously, "Miss doesn't need to worry, there are so many famous doctors in this palace, and they will definitely be able to cure Miss's illness!"

She shook her head again, pointed to her chest and said, "Here, panic, like something is stuck inside...... I'd rather be beaten, scolded, and imprisoned than end up like this. After all, it was my own words, and after all, he didn't believe me! But, but what can be done? Ah Chun, why is this heart so cowardly, so painful?"

Ah Chun covered her hand and comforted, "What Miss said that day was angry, and what the saint said was also angry. Who hasn't quarreled yet? Didn't my sisters and Axia, who have been with Ah Xia for so many years, also come through this kind of quarrel? No one will live in peace and stability all their lives, and noisy and noisy is the ...... of life."

She didn't seem to listen, the blood was on the silk cloth she was holding, and she had been spread out on the couch all day long, and she didn't want to go anywhere. There have been repeated news in the DPRK that the ministers are forcing the palace, and she knows how much pressure Yuqian is facing, and she also knows that the final outcome may not be perfect.

Watching the wind blow through the trunk of the tree in the depths of winter, it was no longer able to blow a single leaf, and only a few sparrows were still resting on the branches on the bare trunk.

"Lady, Lady ......" The voice outside the hall was heard by the wind, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was summer.

Ah Chun stopped at the door and whispered, "You girl, why are you so rude, our young lady has been unhappy recently, and she is recuperating in it, what are you doing here?"

Guo Xia said confidently, "The people in the palace say that the eldest sister's miscarriage was done by the female master, and Guo Xia didn't believe it, so I wanted to come and ask!?"

"Let her come in......" Ah Chungang wanted to stop her, but seeing that the young lady was saying this, she repeatedly told the little girl not to make a big fuss and let her in.

Guo Xia ran to the bed, looked at her snow-white face, and asked, "Girl, why is your face so bad?!"

She stretched out the quilt's cold hand and held the back of Guo Xia's hand, "Did Guo Xia come here for your sister's business?"

Guo Xia nodded, took out a small hand warmer from the small bag, and covered Yan Song's hand, "Girl, is what the palace people said true?" I asked my sister, and even my sister refused to tell me about it, so ...... So, I just ran right here. ”

"Over the summer, no matter what the palace people say, in your heart, do you think the maid is the one who will harm your sister?"

Guo Xia shook his head desperately, "Naturally not! The maiden is usually kind, and she only warns those disobedient sons-in-law in Gongxue, and the big guys all say that the maiden is never a person who would do such a thing! I, no, not just me, we all believe that the maiden is wronged!"

She didn't know whether it was warm or cold in her heart, and she had known her for a short time and chose to trust her unconditionally, but the people she had waited for ten years still didn't want to believe in herself.

"Ahem, ahem......"

"Girl, what the hell is wrong with you, why are you so sick, has the imperial doctor come to see it?" Guo Xia patted her back worriedly, and then saw the dried blood on the silk cloth on the side, and shouted, "You cough up blood?!!

Ah Chun heard the movement inside, and immediately walked in and whispered, "Girl, my young lady's body is really not good now, if you have anything else, you might as well wait for her to get better...... You are screaming, I see that my young lady's face is even worse!"

Guo Xia pouted, crossed his waist and said, "I'm obviously worried about the female master! Why has it become a bad thing! But you, as a palace person next to the female master, she has such a serious illness, why don't you announce the imperial doctor? Why don't you report it to the saint?!"

Ah Chun's eyes suddenly darkened, and he whispered, "It's not that Ah Chun doesn't want to go. But...... Instead, my young lady didn't let me go, and the saint didn't want to see it. ”

After the summer people are big ghosts, they heard Ah Chun talk about this matter in the Fengyin Palace, so they clamored to go to Taixue to find Mrs. Liang for help, but Mrs. Liang stayed out of the matter.

"Taifu Taifu, you can help the girl!"

"This is not something that the old man can do, Miss Yan is indeed in big trouble, this matter is related to the society of the country, how can I be allowed to influence the thoughts of the saint!"

Guo Xia tugged at his sleeve, "You mean that the Holy Lord didn't let the maiden go to the northwest?"

"What the saint thinks in his heart, the old man can't speculate at will. But...... But if the Manchu Dynasty civil and military continue to make trouble like this, the saint will have to obey. ”

Guo Xia mourned his head, and it seems that this matter cannot be solved for the female master. What should we do about the lady vomiting blood?