Chapter 80: Miscarriage (2)

Looking around the hall, he saw the fragments of the jade bowl and the silk-like bird's nest that had not been swept on the ground, and Yuan Mingxuan was suddenly angry.

"It's the Queen! This poisonous woman! Come and put the queen in prison. "Yuan Mingxuan ordered the palace people.

"Child, my child." Ning Feixue, who woke up, called softly over and over again. Yuan Mingxuan opened the curtain on the ground and sat on the edge of the bed, taking pity on Ning Feixue.

"Your Majesty, the child of the concubine." Ning Feixue snuggled in Yuan Mingxuan's arms, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Aifei, this child is gone, we have the next one, the next one. When the concubine is well, she will be pampered night and night, and she will definitely be pregnant soon. Yuan Mingxuan appeased Ning Feixue.

"Your Majesty, you have to be the master of your concubines." Ning Feixue said again, tears streaming down her eyes as she spoke.

"I'll find out about this." Yuan Mingxuan assured Ning Feixue.

Ning Feixue's tearful face flashed with a cold glow.

There was a story about Ning Feixue's miscarriage and the queen's imprisonment, which soon spread to Ning Sichen. If it was just Ning Feixue's miscarriage and there was no queen's imprisonment, Ning Sichen might still think that it might just be an accident. But in fact, it always develops towards a situation that he doesn't want to see. That's her own flesh and blood, how can she do it?

Ning Sichen still entered the palace.

Outside Jinfeng Garden, Ning Sichen asked the palace maid.

"How's the mother?" Ning Sichen asked Ning Feixue, the maid of the first palace, about her condition.

"The mother was bleeding a lot, her body was very weak, and she was still lying on the bed." The palace maid said.

"What did the Imperial Doctor say?" Ning Sichen asked again.

The doctor said that Niangniang's body is fine, and she can recover as long as she rests for a few more days. It's just that the child in the womb was not saved. The maid replied.

Ning Sichen waved his hand and let the palace maid go down.

He stood outside Jinfuen for a long, long time. And then gone.

In the garden, Ning Feixue was lying on the couch on her side, her face expressionless, and the tears on her face had long since left a trace.

In the evening, the palace people brought the boiled medicine to Ning Feixue.

"Mother, drink the medicine." The palace people waited carefully.

"It's down." Ningfei Snow Road.

"Mother, don't drink medicine. How can the body get better? "The palace people are in a dilemma. Ning Feixue is now the most favored concubine in the harem. If there is a mistake and the emperor becomes angry, it is not the suffering of them as slaves.

"Didn't you hear what Hongu said? Retire. Ning Feixue roared. Because I was angry. Her abdomen began to throb again, and she pressed her hand against it, feeling the flat stomach that was no longer lifeless. Suddenly, Ning Feixue felt very uncomfortable. That's her child. Her flesh and blood, how can she really be indifferent. When she put the safflower into the bird's nest, her hands were shaking. But the child can't be wanted, and it can't be born.

"Yes." The palace people obeyed orders. Retreat out.

Because of Ning Feixue's miscarriage, the emperor was furious, and the queen was deposed. Imprisoned for life in the cold palace. The emperor also issued another holy decree and canonized Ning Feixue as the empress's mother. At this time. Ning Feixue can almost cover the sky with one hand in Chu Huiguo.

Now in the streets and alleys of Chu Huiguo, restaurants and restaurants, there is nothing more talked about than Ning Feixue and Ning Sichen.

The power of the Ning sisters and brothers is getting bigger and bigger, and the situation of Shufu is becoming more and more worrying.

In the past few days, Shu Qingyue has been worried. What should she do in this situation? With her own strength, she couldn't stop the emperor from moving her father's and brother's grave, and she couldn't stop Ning Feixue from sitting in the position of empress. It's so weak! Shu Qingyue felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

And the date of the emperor's decree to move the grave is also approaching day by day.

On the side of Shufu, it was oppressed in a dilemma, but on She Shuman's side, there was action.

Although She Shuman was indifferent and ruthless to Shu Qingyue on the surface, in his heart, he cared most about the people of Shufu. She didn't allow anyone to hurt Shu Ziqian's family, let alone touch Shu Ziqian's grave.

Even if it is at any cost, She Shuman will stop it.

The Water Pavilion is full of fallen men and women, singing and enjoying themselves every night. She Shuman walked out of the Water Pavilion from the backyard and went to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"My lord, Miss Man'er from the Water Pavilion asks to see you." The next person will report it.

Miss Man'er? Zhou Pingshen secretly observed She Shuman a few times, and naturally remembered her. Why did she come to the house? Why did you come to him at this time? Zhou Pingshen was suspicious. Thinking of She Shuman's sultry posture on the stage of the Oiran Competition, the night was blurry, and a few rays of light flashed in Zhou Pingshen's squinted eyes.

"Bring Miss Man'er in." Zhou Pingshen said.

The servant went around the corner and led She Shuman to Zhou Pingshen's room, where the light was dim and the diffuse lust swayed in the candlelight.

She Shuman walked in, and with the sound of "touching", the servant closed the door from the outside. Zhou Pingshen only wore a piece of close-fitting clothing, and when he undressed widely, he could hug the beauty in the bedroom.

"Miss Man'er came to the Prime Minister's Mansion late at night, I don't know what the so-called thing is?" Zhou Pingshen was not in a hurry to do anything, and asked She Shuman.

"Man'er came to the prime minister because she had something to ask for." She Shuman Road. With a gentle voice and a beautiful face, among all the women Zhou Pingshen has seen, I am afraid that only Ning Feixue can compare with her.

"Miss Man'er speaks, and the old man will definitely help you do it." Zhou Pingshen said.

"Man'er wants to enter the palace." She Shuman said seriously, not joking at all. "Please ask the Prime Minister for help."

"Into the palace?" Even Zhou Pingshen was surprised by She Shuman's request.

"The Prime Minister should still remember his father, the former imperial historian She Chengzhang." She Shuman Road.

"You are She Chengzhang's daughter." Zhou Pingshen's face changed suddenly. He felt that She Shuman was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and then looked, it was She Shuman, She Chengzhang's daughter. said that She Shuman eloped with the man, and they have been missing for more than three years, why did they come out again? Or appeared in the Water Pavilion. Zhou Pingshen also had a lot of questions in his heart, and then looked at She Shuman, a weak woman who had no power to restrain the chicken, what was he afraid of, and his expression gradually calmed down, "Your father's death has nothing to do with the old man." ”

"My father is dead, and I don't want to mention anything about him before his death, but this time I came to the Prime Minister in the hope that the Prime Minister would help me enter the palace." She Shuman said unhurriedly.

"It's not difficult to help you enter the palace, but the old man wants to know, why do you want to enter the palace?" Zhou Pingshen was still wary.

"I found out that three years ago, when Purple City was in battle, if it weren't for Ning Sichen's advice behind his back, Ziqian would not have died in battle, and I want to take revenge." When She Shuman spoke, the glass in his eyes was also the same hatred as Ning Feixue.

That's right, she wants revenge.

Ning Sichen?

"Okay, old man help you." Zhou Pingshen agreed.

The last time Zhou Pingshen went to the Water Pavilion, he had the idea of sending She Shuman into the palace, this man is always in the morning, and the emperor is naturally no exception. As long as the emperor puts his mind on other women, even if Ning Feixue becomes the queen, she won't be able to last long. (To be continued)