Chapter 106: The Attack on the Sick Side

Fu Yao was stunned, and even more humbly leaned down, not daring to raise his head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoUnexpectedly, the approaching Queen Mother just stared at her fiercely, and then raised her eyes and slowly walked past her. Seeing this, Fu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but her body still couldn't help but tremble a little.

At this time, the Empress Dowager Shangguan was obviously a little surprised, and her steady and gentle face immediately changed color. The Queen Mother knew what she meant, and with a calm face, she approached the Empress Dowager Shangguan with a calm step, bowed deeply, and then took the green jade bowl from the hands of the palace attendants and handed it forward: "The daughter-in-law heard that the queen mother has been feeling a little unwell recently, so she specially ordered someone to boil the medicinal soup." Drink it while it's hot! ā€

"It's rare that you still remember the mourning family." A deep voice came from above, and I saw a faint smile on the corner of the Empress Dowager Shangguan's mouth.

Fu Yao was quite puzzled by the Queen Mother's approach, and when she was secretly figuring it out, the Queen Mother's heavy gaze had already swept towards her, "The mourning family sees that Fu Jieyu is too idle, and they actually bother the Queen Mother with these trivial matters!" Don't you know that the Empress Dowager is unwell and can't see such a noise? ā€

"The concubine knows her mistake." Fu Yao lowered her head in panic, and said tremblingly after half a sound, "The Empress Dowager has misunderstood the concubine, and the concubine definitely did not intend to disturb the Empress Dowager's rest. It's just that the facts of Xia Meiren are strange, and the concubine is worried that someone with a heart is plotting against her, so she came to ask for a thorough investigation. ā€

"Where did the ill-intentioned come from? According to the mourning family, it is clear that Fu Jieyu is deliberately playing with right and wrong! The Queen Mother's voice was a little louder, and her eyes looked directly at Fu Yao coldly.

Seeing this, Fu Yao's body pressed lower, "The concubine doesn't dare!" The concubine is just seeking the truth of the matter and sharing the emperor's worries. Please also ask the Queen Mother to see clearly! ā€

"Worry about the emperor? It's a good thing to say, the mourning family didn't know that Fu Jieyu had such thoughts! The Queen Mother smiled indifferently, looked at Fu Yao and said, "It's just that, even if that's the case, there are emperors and queens, when will it be your turn to call the shots with a concubine?" ā€

"Concubine......" Fu Yao's face was flushed, and she didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Queen Mother, please stop your anger!" At this time, Wang Zhengjun stood up, she gently helped the Queen Mother to sit down, and was about to say something, but the Queen Mother patted Wang Zhengjun's hand and said, "Don't worry, the Queen Mother, how can the mourning family be angry for her?" The queen doesn't have to worry about this matter, go back to the palace to take care of Fu'er! ā€

At the end of such a scene, Wang Zhengjun had no choice but to nod and lean over. Her slowly departing figure shrank into a strong silhouette in the huge palace, stabbing Fu Yao's eyes red, and she was angry. Wang Zhengjun was indifferent, raised his eyes and left, as if everything left had nothing to do with her.

The sunlight outside the hall is delicate and warm, and occasionally there is a few gentle breezes, which is even more leisurely and peaceful. Wang Zhengjun walked through the green willow trees along the road, walked up to the pavilion with a lot of heart, and then sat down quietly against the pavilion railing. Gently raise your eyes, and there is a craggy and strange rockery in front of you. The sparkling water under the rockery is full of jade-like green, and the pear blossoms floating on the water are dotted, and the breeze also lightly exudes a faint fragrance. Above Wang Zhengjun's head, there is a pear blossom tree with flowery branches, and a few breezes are coming, and it is lazily setting off layers of white pear blossoms and falling colorfully. She stretched out her hand to catch a piece, and there was still a hint of coldness in her fingertips, "What a beautiful pear blossom, it's falling now." ā€

Looking down, Wang Zhengjun suddenly remembered Tao Shu'er, so he turned his eyes and asked Lingjuan, "Is the young lady of the Xiao Mansion feeling better?" What did those doctors say? ā€

Since he knew that Tao Shu'er was born prematurely and almost couldn't save the child, Wang Zhengjun was always worried about Tao Shu'er's body. In the past few days, he sent people to ask Xiao Yu, and he always reported good news instead of bad news, but said some words to comfort Wang Zhengjun. In desperation, Wang Zhengjun had no choice but to quietly send someone to Xiao Mansion to inquire.

Ling Juan is a clever person, and he sees all of this, so he doesn't dare to be sloppy in dealing with this matter. She looked up at Wang Zhengjun with a smile, and replied respectfully: "The queen doesn't have to worry, the slave has already sent someone to Xiao Mansion to ask, I heard that the young lady is recovering well, it should be no big deal." ā€

"It's okay." A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Wang Zhengjun's mouth, but it was extremely reluctant. Although this is the answer she wants to hear the most, judging from the various signs that Xiao Yu has entered the palace in the past few days, she is not only a little unsure, but also a little inexplicably uneasy. Getting up and standing up, Wang Zhengjun slowly reined in his anxious heart, bowed his head and silently prayed that Tao Shu'er would be well. Looking back, he accidentally found Xiao Yu's figure, the blue-blue official uniform shining in the golden sunlight, cold and arrogant.

It's just that his steps are hurried, as if he has encountered something urgent.

Seeing this, Wang Zhengjun was a little flustered, and before he was about to walk down the pavilion, Yazhu rushed up recklessly, "Queen Mother, I'm afraid the young lady of the Xiao Mansion will not work." ā€

Wang Zhengjun was shocked when he heard this, and under his heavy eyelashes, a pair of deep eyes flashed with hot tears, which finally slipped down his cheeks. Why? Why is that? Her heart was instantly overwhelmed by the huge sinking stone, and she raised her head sharply and shouted: "Go and ask for a doctor!" Invite all the best doctors in the palace! ā€

Ling Juan and Yazhu nodded and sang a promise, turned around and ran quickly, their expressions flustered. Wang Zhengjun was a little paralyzed, and with tears in her eyes, she leaned on the railing and leaned aside. Tao Shu'er can't have anything, can't. If Tao Shu'er really has an accident, she will not forgive herself for the rest of her life.

Until the evening, Wang Zhengjun's heart was still very uneasy. And no one dared to say anything, and the entire Jiaofang Hall was silent.

The night was hazy, and the moonlight outside the window faintly shone in, a thin layer, like smoke. Yazhu entered the hall with a tray and looked at such a scene, wanting to make Wang Zhengjun happy. She put down the plate full of refreshments, and said happily: "Queen Mother, the slave maid heard that the Empress Dowager scolded Fu Jieyu harshly today, and punished her for copying scriptures!" It seems that Xia Meiren's matter is in the past. ā€

It's over, and Wang Zhengjun knows that this matter is in the past. It's just that Tao Shu'er can't pass this pass? She held her aching forehead, frowned, waved her hand and said, "Okay, you guys should retreat first, this palace wants to be alone and quiet." ā€

Yazhu and Lingjuan glanced at each other, a little worried and embarrassed, but they didn't dare to persuade more, so they had to lead a room of Gong'e to lean down and retreat.

The fluttering light veils flew in the lonely night, reflecting the lonely figure of Wang Zhengjun. She was exhausted, and wanted to go to sleep, but she was too worried to sleep, and only watched the candlelight dim little by little.

When Wang Zhengjun woke up, it was already the morning light, and there seemed to be a figure shaking where the veil was hanging low. She lifted the veil, and a dark court dress showed in front of her, and the black jade beads hanging on the crown shook to cover the sky. It seems that Liu Zheng has just come down from the early dynasty. She bowed her head and got up to salute, and asked with some surprise, "When did the emperor come?" ā€