The woman unyieldingly broke free from the eunuch's pull, and shouted bitterly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the concubine has been pregnant with the dragon for more than four months, and the concubine can't be buried, can't be buried!" ”

I was startled, unable to control myself and shouted, "Stop! ”

Qing Yang whispered in my ear: "Madam! ”

Without looking back, I could feel her worried eyes, close my eyes, and take a deep breath.

However, if what this woman said is true, this child is my brother or sister, and I can't ignore it no matter what.

I walked forward slowly and asked coldly, "What's the matter?" ”

The eunuchs let go of the woman, and one of the eunuchs, who was supposed to be a small leader, knelt down and replied: "Princess Qiyu, there is a decree in the saint, all the concubines of the first emperor, who have no children, will be martyred according to the ancestral system." ”

I am the ancestral system, I am a harem concubine, and those who have no children will be a monk, and those who do not want to be a monk will be buried.

My father has only one child, and my mother is dead, and my uncle's will is to all my father's concubines to be buried.

A chill came out of my back.

No wonder the crying is so sad, it turns out that the entire harem is crying for itself.

I looked at the woman in front of me, and although she was wearing a wide mourning dress, I could still see a slight bulge in her lower abdomen.

"The emperor's will is that if you have no children, this woman is clearly pregnant," I didn't have the courage to say the word "martyrdom", and ignored it, "How can you misinterpret the holy will like this and insult the emperor's reputation?" ”

The eunuch hurriedly distinguished: "The slave doesn't dare, it's just that the Licai girl is pregnant, and the hospital has not recorded it, and the slave just acts according to the roster, please ask the princess to find out." ”

Licai Nu kept sobbing, her lips trembling and said, "The concubine is indeed pregnant with a dragon descendant, and it can be verified by the imperial doctor." If there is deception, the concubine is willing to divide the corpse of the five horses, and she will not die well. ”

"Passing on the Imperial Doctor."

In this way, in this roadside pavilion, the imperial doctor Chen Xianren came.

Chen Xianren is a son of a family of Tai doctors, and he was sentenced by the Tai Hospital at a young age. This is a young man with very white skin, because his skin is white, his delicate facial features look very distinct, especially his lips, which are almost as rosy as rouge, and his bright eyes look both smart and proud.

As soon as he saw me, he knelt down excitedly and bowed to the end: "See Her Royal Highness the Princess, sure enough, Her Royal Highness has come down." Is Your Highness in good health? ”

I don't know him, seeing him so excited and affectionate, it should be an old acquaintance, so I smiled slightly and thanked: "I'm fine, thank you Chen Yuan." He pointed to the Licai girl: "I am tired of the Chen Court and awarded this Licai girl to take the pulse." ”

Chen Yuanju agreed: "Wow." "Cover a piece of cloth on the wrist of the Licai girl, and bow her head to concentrate on the pulse. After a while, he replied: "It's indeed a happy pulse, it's been more than four months." ”

"There is a judgment from the Lao Chen Court, and I also ask the Chen Court to judge the queen and give the lady a proper placement."

"Her Royal Highness the Princess," I haven't spoken, and I have been taken to the funeral hall by the emperor's behest, and the head of the mourning hall, Xia Gonggong, has spoken, "Your Majesty has not yet been established, and the harem is now in charge of Zhang Ronghua. ”

Glory? The highest-ranking woman in this palace is actually only a fourth-grade glory? This Eighteen Emperor Uncle is really different.

Grandpa Xia looks very young, his complexion is white and red, and his voice is very mellow, like a woman. He has always followed Uncle Huang, and he is Uncle Huang's out-and-out confidant.

"Ronghua is now guarding the spirit in Taihe Palace, and the princess can take Chen Yuanju and Licai Nu together." Father-in-law Xia said softly.

"Okay." I replied. Father-in-law Xia's voice is very infectious and pitiful.

Chen Xianren bowed and said, "Your Highness, can Wei Chen please take a pulse?" ”

I asked, "Why?" ”

Chen Xianren said: "Your Highness used to be in the palace, and the ministers had to ask for peace regularly. ”

I nodded, and he knelt on the ground, still spreading a piece of cloth and looking down as if he were diagnosing the pulse of Licai, but the time was much longer, and his expression was sometimes solemn and sometimes confused.

I asked, "What's the matter?" But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

He shook his head: "Weichen can't say it well for a while, does Your Highness usually have something uncomfortable?" ”

I shook my head, "No." ”

"Do you sleep soundly at night? Nightmares? ”

"Nightmare?"?"I tried to think about it, but I couldn't remember the dream I remembered very clearly, "I seem to have a nightmare, I just don't remember." ”

"It's normal not to remember dreams," Chen Xianren actually scratched his ears and cheeks. Seeing him suddenly so cute, I couldn't help but laugh.

Chen Xianren embarrassedly straightened his hat that was being grabbed crookedly, and laughed too.

He said: "Can Weichen go to the palace regularly to ask for the princess's pulse?" He scratched his head again and said to himself, "Something seems wrong."

I laughed and said, "Okay, you're here." ”

In this way, while walking, I said, and after a while, I came to Taihe Palace.

My parents' coffins are parked here.

Wearing linen and filial piety, he walked into the mourning hall, and sure enough, the crying here was much less than just now. There are no relatives to keep the spirit, there are many monks and Taoists, and there are many stewards who do work, but their faces are indifferent to business. Although I haven't seen what my parents look like in this life - I kind of think that Shenglan is my previous life, and now, seeing this superficial glitz, how many people are really caring? couldn't help but feel sad, threw himself in front of the coffin, and cried.

Yes, the concubines of the father and the emperor are already dying, there is no son to inherit the emperor's throne, and several younger brothers are also dying, degrading, only the eighteenth emperor uncle went to the border fiefdom when he was a teenager, and he has saved his life until now. By now, the brothers hadn't seen each other for twenty years.

Uncle Huang was willing to hold such a big funeral for them, and he didn't bury it hastily, no matter what he was for, I was already very grateful in my heart.

Zhang Ronghua came over, helped me up, and whispered comfort.

Zhang Ronghua's skin is slightly plump, his body fits, he is gentle and silent, and he is amiable to watch. It's just that compared with the peerless appearance of the Eighteenth Emperor Uncle, it is really overshadowed.

I'm really rich in beautiful men.

Sure enough, there are too many attributes in the present world, and at such a sad moment in the previous life, he still admires the handsome guy with drooling.

Zhang Ronghua said some clichés such as mourning and change, and after greeting whether the body is safe, he finally talked about Licai girl.