Li Yanran listened to Queen Murong Yue's words that seemed to be full of deep meaning, her heart couldn't help but tighten, and her face couldn't help but turn white.

What do you mean, when you see Sister Yunfei, don't worry about hurting your body? My lady, how sick is the queen to say this to her.

even said that if there are so many doctors in the hospital, they will definitely be cured, wouldn't that be a cure?

No matter how bad it is, what does it mean to have Yun Concubine? Could it be that his baby daughter is so sick that she has no hope of getting better?

Li Yanran thought like this, and her voice trembled a little even when she spoke: "Queen Mother, Concubine Yun, Concubine Yun, what's wrong with her?" ”

When the queen heard this, the smile on her face dissipated, and she looked a little helpless and said: "Mrs. Hou should go to Qixiang Palace by herself to take a look, the palace is tired and needs to rest." ”

After the queen finished speaking, her purpose was achieved, and she raised her hand to hold the crown of her hair, got up from the main seat, and went to the inner hall.

Li Yanran's heart was beating at an accelerated pace, and she had already thought of many kinds in her mind, Yun Shu was now terminally ill, and her legs and feet couldn't help but weaken.

Li Yanran, who came out of Fengyi Palace, was led by the little palace maid in the direction of Qixiang Palace.

Even Li Yanran, who had made a lot of mental preparations, was full of doubts when she saw the locked Qixiang Palace Gate and the sound of porcelain breaking from the palace gate.

The palace maid said something with the two little eunuchs guarding the door, and after the two little eunuchs saluted Li Yanran according to the rules, one of the eunuchs took out the key from his waist and opened the door of Qixiang Palace, which had been closed for a long time.

"Didn't you say recuperation? What kind of illness still locks the door of Qixiang Palace? Li Yanran looked at the gate of Qixiang Palace that was pushed open, and asked the doubts in her mouth.

After all, the emperor has always declared to the outside world that Yun Shu is sick and recuperating in Qixiang Palace, and no one else is allowed to disturb him, but why is the door of Qixiang Palace locked......

The little palace maid in the light-colored palace dress was embarrassed, and said: "What the slave maid can do has been done, Concubine Yun is in this Qixiang Palace, the slave maid is waiting for Mrs. here, Mrs. should go and see it quickly." ”

Li Yanran saw that the little palace maid said this, so she didn't ask deeply, and walked into Qixiang Palace, as Li Yanran entered, the door of Qixiang Palace was closed again, but this time it was not locked.

Li Yanran looked around the entire Qixiang Palace, and she could still see in the palace that she was rich before, but now in the late autumn wind, the fallen leaves that no one cleaned the courtyard could not help but feel a little depressed.

No wonder I stood for a long time and didn't see any palace maids and eunuchs, what is wrong with this Qixiang Palace, even the ground is full of fallen leaves and no one has cleaned it......

Li Yanran was thinking like this, but the curtain at the entrance of the main hall was lifted, and a somewhat thin palace maid was holding a few pieces of broken porcelain with her sleeve, and the porcelain pieces seemed to have scratched the palace maid's hand, and it was seeping out through the light-colored palace clothes.

The palace maid saw her, walked a few steps forward, looked at the woman's life clothes in the courtyard, and cautiously asked, "May I ask who the lady is?" ”

"Mrs. Dingyuan, the mother of Concubine Yun." Li Yanran replied lightly.

Hearing this, Qingyan immediately bowed and said, "I have seen Mrs. Hou, Concubine Yun is in the inner room at this time, and you come with the slave." ”

Li Yanran walked over, but before Qingyan could lift the curtain again, the curtain opened from the inside: "Qingyan, why did you go for so long, but you hurt your hand?" ”

The woman in front of Li Yanran's meeting, Ye was a little thinner, and the palace maid called Qingyan was wearing light-colored palace clothes together.

Cuiliu saw that there was no green smoke outside the door, and her eyes were full of doubt.

"This is Mrs. Dingyuan, who came to visit Concubine Yun." Qingyan made a sound and reminded Cuiliu.

Cuiliu saluted when she heard the words, let Li Yanran into the house, looked at Qingyan's bloodstained clothes, and said, "Qingyan, you go and deal with it first, there is me here." ”

"You ......" Qingyan seemed to be worried about something, and stopped talking.

"Nothing." Cuiliu shook her head, and this time lowered the curtain in her hand.

When Li Yanran saw the two of them move, the doubts in her eyes became more and more intense, and a bad feeling instantly swept Li Yanran's heart.

"Madame, please come with the slave maid." Cuiliu saw Li Yanran standing still, and said again.

"Okay, let's go." Li Yanran came back to her senses and nodded.

Hearing this, Cuiliu led Li Yanran to the inner hall.

Li Yanran followed behind Cuiliu, and with every step, her heart seemed to be hanging in her throat, but when she saw Yun Shu, who was wearing three thousand green silks, wearing a middle coat, sitting in front of the dressing mirror.

Li Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, her back didn't seem to be unusual, the only thing that was unusual in the entire inner hall was that she couldn't find a piece of porcelain, and the tea stains that had not been wiped clean on the ground.

Li Yanran was just about to speak, but was interrupted by Cuiliu's low voice: "Madam, if there is anything unusual for a while, Madame will try to hide as much as possible and hurt carefully." ”

Li Yanran's brows at this time were wrinkled together, between her eyebrows, her eyes were inevitably a little angry, and she said: "You can step down, Mrs. Ben, goodbye to Concubine Yun's mother and daughter, and say a few words of self-consideration." ”