The imperial physician knelt on the ground, and when he saw the beeswax engraved with the six-character mantra rolling to his feet, the cold sweat came down, and his head was buried lower, next to the ground.

The whole hall was terrifyingly quiet, and the sound of breathing was as noisy as thunder, and the palace people who were waiting didn't even dare to come out.

Jiang Xue saw that Long Yanxiu's face was gloomy, and the hand on his knee pinched the residual bead in his hand hard, and the green tendons burst out extremely terrifying.

Jiang Xue was panicked in her heart, she was kind enough to hold a crab feast, thinking about the excitement and excitement, and the contact between the concubines of the palace, why did she run into this unlucky thing?

Even if she follows the original plot, she will die this winter, and there are still a few months left, my God, are you trying to force me to death?

Jiang Xue thought about how to speak in order to avoid Long Yanxiu's anger from burning on herself, and she decided to start with what the imperial doctor said, Lan Zhaorong was hit hard in the abdomen.

The most nervous thing about a pregnant woman is her belly, a heavy blow? There's definitely something greasy in this.

"Xuanlan Zhaoyi's personal palace maid come here."

It was Long Yanxiu's voice, Jiang Xue glanced at him slightly, and the beads in Long Yanxiu's hand had been thrown to the ground by him, making the Imperial Doctor tremble a few times in fright.

Jiang Xue was extremely sympathetic to the imperial doctor, and remembered what every emperor had said: If you can't save it, I will let you be buried with you!

Tsk, it's so pitiful, the doctors who are holding their heads and walking on the tip of the knife don't know who to provoke, and they are threatened with death at every turn.

"The slave and maid are close to the maid of the Chengde Palace, and they will knock on the saint."

A palace maid with a pale face and covered in blood knelt on the ground, her voice trembling, and the whole person seemed to have lost her soul.

"Twenty palms."

Long Yanxiu originally wanted to beat her to death directly, but what was the use of protecting the lord if he was not effective?

How could Lan Zhaoyi be unconscious now, and he still needs to know the whole story from this palace maid, he wants to see who is so bold and dares to murder the emperor's heir under his nose!

Immediately, a grandmother received Long Yanxiu's will, rewarded the palace maid with twenty palms, and hit her with full strength, the corners of her mouth were bloody, her cheeks were swollen, and her teeth were loose.

The palace maid's eyes were closed, she didn't dare to dodge at all, her back was straight, and she was forced to take the twenty palms, she knew in her heart that Lan Zhaoyi's child was gone, and she couldn't survive.

It doesn't matter if she dies, but she can't even affect her family, even if the blood at the corner of her mouth flows to the placket of her chest, she still kowtows to thank her.

"Why did Lan Zhaoyi get a heavy blow to the abdomen?"

Long Yanxiu's tone was calm, without a trace of anger, but everyone present knew that it was just the calm before the storm.

"If you go back to the emperor, the slave and maid will accompany our master to enjoy the flowers in the corridor, Mei Zhaorong also came, she said that she had something to say to the master, and the master broke the slave and maid."

"The slave and maid walked a few steps away, and as soon as they heard the voice of the master, they ran over, and saw the master fall to the ground and saw the red under him, and only Mei Zhaorong and her maid were present at that time."

"The slave and maid hurriedly picked up the master and shouted for help, and everyone knew what happened after that."

"Mei Zhaorong?"

Jiang Xue remembered that Mei Zhaorong had a bad temper and was a little pampered, did this matter have anything to do with her?

"Xuanmei Zhaorong and her maid come here."

Mei Zhaorong changed his previous arrogant look, stood in the hall with low eyebrows, saluted Long Yanxiu and Jiang Xue, and stood without saying a word.

"Lan Zhaoyi's child is gone, only you and your maid were present when she had an accident, you tell me, what's going on?"

Mei Zhaorong immediately knelt down with her stomach in her arms, panicked so much that she was incoherent: Child, the child is gone? The concubine doesn't know, the emperor, wronged, this is not done by the concubine! ”

Mei Zhaorong fell into the eyes of others, that is, there was a ghost in her heart, and the emperor didn't say that she did it, so she was busy denying it, and she wanted to cover it up.

But Mei Zhaorong was really wronged, she was talking to Lan Zhaoyi, when she saw Lan Zhaoyi go up to the railing, and her stomach hit the dragon relief on the railing.

Mei Zhaorong also reached out to pull her, but she didn't have time, seeing Lan Zhaoyi fall to the ground, watching her lower body start bleeding, Mei Zhaorong was stupid, until Lan Zhaoyi was moved to the side hall, she didn't come back to her senses.

Or Luyi pulled her to follow the other concubines, when the father-in-law next to the emperor came to announce her, her whole person was blind, Luyi helped her to walk, and every step she took was as unreal as if she was stepping on the clouds.

"If it's not you, who else could it be? Could Lan Zhaoyi crash into the railing by herself? She risked her child's life to frame you?! ”

Long Yanxiu picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it at Mei Zhaorong, if it weren't for the fact that she was also pregnant with a child, Long Yanxiu would have kicked her heart.

Mei Zhaorong dodged the teacups that flew over, and the tea and broken porcelain were spread on the ground, which frightened her.

As if awakened by Long Yanxiu's words, Mei Zhaorong knelt and took a few steps forward.

"Yes, it must be her who framed me, Your Majesty, you must believe the concubine, the concubine is innocent, I didn't push Lan Zhaoyi, she bumped into it herself!"

Long Yanxiu laughed angrily at Mei Zhaorong's words, broke her hand holding the corner of her clothes, leaned over and pinched Mei Zhaorong's chin fiercely, and said in a fierce tone.

"You can't take me for a fool? I knew that you had always been wild, and I thought you were a free and easy woman, but I didn't expect you to be a poisonous woman, a slut! ”

Long Yanxiu slapped Mei Zhaorong to the ground with a backhand, Mei Zhaorong sat on the ground, covering her face and shaking like a rattle: "The concubine didn't have it, the concubine didn't mean that, the concubine really didn't do it, the emperor, you have to believe me, the emperor!" ”

"I beg the emperor to spare the master for the sake of the master's dragon fetus, the master is just a ghost for a while, she didn't mean to push the mother."

Lu Yi, who was kneeling behind Mei Zhaorong, suddenly spoke, seeing that he was interceding for Mei Zhaorong, but in fact, he was guilty of Mei Zhaorong's murder of the emperor's heir.

Mei Zhaorong looked back at Lu Yi with a look of disbelief, and her tone was sharp and harsh: "What are you talking nonsense?!" ”

"Your Majesty, don't listen to her, she's talking nonsense, I don't have it, the concubine doesn't!"

Mei Zhaorong's makeup had already cried, and when she heard that Lu Yi's cheap hooves were in Hu Qin, her tears were scared back, she desperately climbed to the emperor, pulled his robe, and defended herself hoarsely.

Why? She didn't push Lan Zhaoyi, why did she say that she pushed it? Why!

Long Yanxiu gave a look, and immediately a little eunuch pulled Mei Zhaorong away, and he pointed to Lu Yi: "You come on." ”

"If you go back to the emperor, Lan Zhaoyi and the master's pregnancy are close to each other, and the master is afraid that Lan Zhaoyi will give birth to the prince before her, so she has always been jealous and complained a lot in private."

"The slave and maid persuaded me many times, but the master not only listened, but also beat me." Lu Yi rolled up his sleeves, revealing the bruises and purple scars on his arms, and saw that Long Yanxiu's eyes looking at Mei Zhaorong were even more ruthless.

"Today, the master said that he was going to talk to Lan Zhaorong, and the slave was afraid that the master would do something stupid, so she followed inch by inch, but she didn't expect the master to be so bold, so she directly pushed Lan Zhaoyi."

"All the mistakes are the slave's fault, it is the slave and the maid who failed to stop the master in time, and begged the emperor to spare the master."

After Lu Yi finished speaking, his head slammed on the ground, and his tone was strong and powerful, and he couldn't see his expression clearly: "The slave is willing to apologize with death, and ask the emperor to forgive the master!" ”

Before everyone could react, Green got up and hit his head on the pillar and didn't move, and his attitude was staggering.

The imperial doctor got up tremblingly, stepped forward and touched Lu Yi's neck, his face changed greatly, and he bowed his head and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, she is dead." ”

Long Yanxiu rubbed his cuffs and nodded: "It's a loyal servant, pull it out and bury it." ”

Everything happened too fast, Mei Zhaorong was stunned, at a loss, and saw that there was a eunuch going to pull Luyi's body, and pushed them away in three steps and two steps, looking crazy.

"No one is allowed to touch her, she's lying, she's lying! I didn't push Lan Zhaoyi, I didn't push Lan Zhaoyi! ”

Mei Zhaorong's brain was buzzing, her ears were ringing constantly, she pulled out the ear hairpin on her head, and stabbed it hard at Lu Yi's face and body, and the pop of the sharp weapon into the flesh made everyone who listened to it feel furious.

Jiang Xue had goosebumps all over her body, and quickly let the palace people take Mei Zhaorong's hairpin to restrain her, in case she launched a madness and hurt the emperor, the situation would be uncontrollable.

Long Yanxiu's eyes looking at Mei Zhaorong were full of disgust, and he didn't even have any expectations for the child in her womb, looking at Mei Zhaorong's face full of tears, his tone was extremely sarcastic.

"Lan Zhaoyi framed you with her own child, and your close palace maid used her life to harm you? I see you're talking nonsense! Your palace maid is willing to die to apologize for your sins for your sake, what about you? ”

"If you die, you will not let go of her, and you will destroy her body, you poisonous woman!"

Mei Zhaorong's wrist was tightly grasped, she looked around at the expressions of all kinds of people in the hall, the emperor's disgust, the queen's pity, and the mockery of the palace people, she looked up to the sky and shouted, her face was like ashes.

Her Tang Yiyao's life, as well as the Tang family, are all over.

Long Yanxiu ordered Mei Zhaorong to be sent to the cold palace, and after she gave birth to a child, he gave her three feet of white silk, and he left the Hundred Flowers Pavilion without looking back, not looking at Mei Zhaorong on the ground, nor at Lan Zhaoyi in the Warm Pavilion.

Jiang Xue saw that it was a foregone conclusion at this time, so that the palace people loosened their shackles on Mei Zhaorong and retreated from the subordinates, she had something to say to Mei Zhaorong in private.

Mei Zhaorong's strength seemed to be drained, and he fell to the ground, his hair hanging loosely to his shoulders and covering his face.

Jiang Xue squatted down, pulled Mei Zhaorong's hair behind her ears, and said in a calm tone: "Even if you are in the cold palace, there will be no shortage of food and clothing for you, as long as you can give birth to this child safely, your family will be saved." ”

Mei Zhaorong raised her head suddenly, seeing that the queen was still gentle, and the grievances in her heart burst out: "Queen Mother, the concubine has not done it, she has not done it, why doesn't the emperor believe me?" ”

Jiang Xue helped Mei Zhaorong to sit down on the soft collapse: "The emperor only believes what he wants to believe, he needs an outlet for the loss of his beloved son, and you who appear in the place of the incident bear the brunt." ”

"Coupled with the testimony of the palace maid next to you, she seems to be exculpating you, but in fact she is pressing the charge on you."

Jiang Xue paused, looked at Mei Zhaorong, who was lost in her soul, handed her a cup of hot tea, and said softly, "Can you tell me what happened?" ”

Mei Zhaorong clenched the teacup in her hand, nodded, and talked about the nightmarish memories she had personally experienced.