After all, the palace maid seduces the emperor, if she succeeds, she will still be on the bed in the inner room of the concubine's own bedroom, which is quite annoying to think about.

Last month, a noble lady in the capital had a body, and she was successfully climbed into bed in the main courtyard by a personal maid.

It is said that he was so angry that he saw red on the spot, and he had a miscarriage within a few days.

But no matter what, this stubble is a turning page, and the emperor didn't take the bait anyway.

Qian Yan will not arrange for the beautiful palace maid to go to the Roumeng Palace, and then take revenge.

There is no point in when such retribution will be meted out.

Moreover, she is only a concubine now, and she can't fight against Concubine Rou in terms of power.

In her position, she has no right to arrange for the harem maid to go to Concubine Rou's side.

Qian Yan thinks that the most important thing for her now is to have a safe pregnancy.

In addition, those are the personal debts owed by the original owner, and Concubine Rou is just coming back with revenge, and Concubine Rou doesn't know how to change her face.

Qian Yan used the body of the original owner to get a chance to live again, so naturally she would not only bear the honor brought to her by the country of Xizi, but she would not bear the bad consequences brought by the original owner.

But no matter what is good or bad, she has to accept everything.

So this time, she will be the concubine and the original owner.

But if Concubine Rou had a next time, she wouldn't owe Concubine Rou anything, and she wouldn't stop there!

In the first month, it was originally a day of joy and joy for the New Year.

But in the new year, there is a new atmosphere, and the concubines also have new goals and fighting spirit.

So, even in the New Year, there are always people who want to do things in the harem.

On the tenth day of the first month, not long after the morning province was dispersed, the tilting face returned to the tilting pear hall.

However, she had only returned to the pear pouring hall, and before she could drink the hot tea, she heard a commotion outside the courtyard.

After a while, Xiao Guizi came in with the dust.

"Niangniang, it's not good, the poet concubine fell down in front of our door, and she became red on the spot."

Xiao Guizi has always been a steady person, but now when she encounters such a thing, she is also a little panicked.

Where is this poet concubine wrestling badly, but she wrestles in front of the pear palace.

Now that Niangniang has a body again, it is naturally difficult to escape suspicion.

When I heard it, I also felt that it was not good to be a big deal.

Although the Tilting Pear Hall lived in her and An Cairen.

But An Cairen's position is low, and he is not pregnant, so his ability and motivation are not good.

But she is a concubine, and she is pregnant, so she has the motive to harm the poet's concubine.

However, he still took Aunt Qin's hand and went out to see.

After all, people fell in front of her door, and she couldn't ignore it.

At such times, the more indifferent it is, the more suspicious it becomes.

Tilt Yan walked to the door and took a look.

Sure enough, I saw a crowd of people at the door.

In addition to the palace maids and eunuchs in the crowd, there were also Concubine Hui and Liu Meiren.

As for the concubine of the poet and concubine concerned, she was sitting on the ground, her back and neck leaning against the crook of the palace maid's arm, lying diagonally.

The hem of her mint-colored jacket was dyed bright red.

Even the snow-white snow under her feet was stained with red blood.

This scene made the already snowy winter even more chilling.

In the northern kingdom of Lin, the blood of a woman when she gives birth to a child is unlucky.

Especially this kind of red before labor, it is even more unlucky.

But Qian Yan couldn't care about bad luck anymore, she directly ordered, "Come on, carry the poet concubine into the side courtyard of the palace." ”

The sleeping palace of the poet concubine is far away from the pear palace.

If the minions find the wooden frame and carry the noble concubine to the Shifang Palace, I am afraid it will be too late.

Only by moving the concubine to her side courtyard to lie down can she solve her urgent need.

After the palace maid and eunuch carried the concubine into the courtyard, Concubine Hui and Liu Meiren also followed into the courtyard.

After a while, the concubine was lying on the bed in the side courtyard.

Tilt Yan, Concubine Hui and Liu Meiren are all sitting on the edge of the bed.

Qian Yan calmly instructed Xiaolian, "Xiaolian, you go to the Tilting Medical Pavilion and invite Imperial Doctor Cao, just say that the noble concubine fell and her body turned red, and asked her to prepare some medicine for the fetus in the medicine box." ”

"Besides......" After a pause, he said, "Let her find two more stable women." ”

Now that the concubine has an eight-month-old body, if it causes premature birth, she can only give birth to a try.

"Yes." After Xiaolian answered, she was busy going out.

Who knew that the noble concubine on the bed said: "Sister Concubine, I heard that you can heal, please help me diagnose the pulse and see if the child in my belly is still there?" ”

"......"

To be honest, she is really not good at diagnosing the pulse of Shigui's concubine.

Aunt Qin saw that Qian Yan didn't speak, and knew that Qian Yan was embarrassed, but it was difficult to refuse.

So as a slave, she said to Shi Guifei, "Shi Guifei, my mother is also a person with a body, she is not taboo that you have blood on your body, and carried you into the side courtyard of the Pear Palace, which is already benevolent and righteous." ”

"Besides, she has a special identity, and she is the same concubine as you, so it's really not easy to mix this matter, last year, the Ancai had a miscarriage, and Yin Guiren diagnosed the pulse of the miscarriage, and also provoked a lot of shame, the slave hopes that you will also understand and understand my mother."

"Now Xiaolian has gone to ask Imperial Doctor Cao, they will be there in a while, you can be patient and wait."

Aunt Qin's words were gentle and reasonable, and she appropriately relieved the siege for Yanyan.

As soon as these words came out, the poet concubine quieted down.

But the Liu beauty on the side spoke a little yin and yang.

Liu Meiren: "Sister Shigui fell in the Tilting Pear Palace, and the Dumping Concubine Niangniang was naturally guilty, and the Dumping Concubine Niangniang was a kind-hearted person, so she naturally couldn't bear to let the Poet Concubine leave her mind outside. ”

Originally, Aunt Qin said that Qian Yan brought the poet concubine in, because she wanted to relieve the siege for Qian Yan and highlight her generosity.

But Liu Meiren praised her kindness on the surface, but secretly poked and poked to show that she felt guilty.

This is said as if he has done something that has lost his conscience.

Or rather, it seems that the poet's noble concubine wrestled with her face.

Therefore, Qian Yan felt guilty and had an uneasy conscience, so she had no choice but to get the poet concubine into the side courtyard of the Tilting Pear Palace, just to cover up the things she did.

"Really?" In this regard, she looked at Liu Meiren, "But how did I hear that the more I like to push the responsibility on others, she is often the most suspicious herself, because she just wants to shirk her own suspicion and responsibility by slandering others." ”

As soon as the voice fell, Liu Meiren pursed her lips, but she didn't say anything more.

What else is she going to say, wouldn't she carry a black pot on people's backs, and it seems that the wrestling of the noble concubine has something to do with her?

At this time, the silent poet concubine seemed to think clearly.

She spoke again: "Sister Concubine, the scruples in your heart, this palace knows it, but I am very anxious at the moment, and I want to know if the child in my belly is still there." ”

"Do you know, my heart is beating so fast, it's almost out of my throat, and waiting for a little longer to know the result will be very painful for me."

"So, I want you to help me diagnose my pulse, you can rest assured, no matter what the result is, what it should be, I will suffer it myself, and I will not implicate you."