Above the court, Hou Hongwen looked at the ministers with a pale face, and the ministers in the hall were red and red from the general quarrel a few days ago.

Several of them chattered endlessly, and the meaning of the words was to send Luo Bingjing to the temple to pray for the blessing of the deceased dragon heir.

Prince Laoyi's face was full of anger, but Hou Yuhui was unusually quiet this time and did not say a word.

If Jing'er leaves the palace, she will be freer, this deep palace is like the sea, Jing'er is so kind that she is the opponent of those people.

"This king dares to ask, who wants to save this East Queen? The difficulty of the Eastern Empress is caused by the concubine Jinghuang? Why did the fetus in the womb of Emperor Jingfei fall? This king only needs you to answer these things, if you still think that the concubine is guilty, this king has nothing to say. ”

Several people who were still excited just now opened their mouths and couldn't say a word.

The Eastern Empress was rescued by Emperor Jing's concubine, and the Eastern Queen's poisoning was caused by a concubine in the palace, but everyone imposed this crime on Emperor Jing's concubine.

The fetus in the womb of Emperor Jing's concubine will only fall off in order to save the East Queen.

Everyone had heard that the Eastern Empress had to drink the blood of the fetus to save a life.

But Emperor Jing's concubine is a hoodoo after all.

Luo Changping's breath was slightly raised, and he looked at the group of people with a fierce momentum and said:

"You have children in your womb, why do you have to force each other so hard, Emperor Jing's concubine lost the fetus in her womb, not to mention, you still have to drive her to the temple, you want to force her to death."

Qi Anhou was dying today, and he bothered himself to look at everyone arguing above the main hall.

Yuan Xiang is still lying on the bed, but these people are arguing around Emperor Jing's concubine, but some people think of his hard-working child.

"The Holy Queen Mother is so innocent, and please ask the Holy Lord to make decisions for the Queen Mother."

Earl Yan, who had never spoken, stood up in line at this time, first saluted, and then said:

"Why do you have to argue endlessly, the queen mother and the concubine of the emperor are both concubines of the saint, you say that this is an important matter of the court, but at the bottom of the day, this is a private matter of the saint, is it inappropriate for you to ask about the private affairs of the saint? How to choose is still to be enlightened by the saints, and not to be red-eyed by your arguments here. ”

After Lord Yan finished speaking, he returned to the queue, as if what he said just now was not what he said.

The ministers savored the words carefully, and casually broke out in a cold sweat.

Hou Hongwen looked at the people who were not arguing, although his eyebrows had not yet opened, his face was not so pale.

"The queen mother has been wronged, and she is specially gifted that no matter which prince ascends the throne as emperor in the future, she must serve the East Queen as the Queen Mother of the East Palace, and her biological mother is the Queen Mother of the West Palace."

Qi Anhou was very happy when he heard this, but the expressions of the ministers present changed a few times, especially when there was a woman in the palace who was a concubine.

But Wen Hou Hongwen continued:

"Emperor Jing's concubine sacrificed herself as a human being, and saved the Eastern Empress with the fetus in her womb, so righteous and gifted me with my previous words are still counted, if in the future, Emperor Jing's concubine will give birth to a male heir and become the prince, and if a woman is born, she will be established as the emperor."

When the news reached the harem, many concubines were in an unbearable atmosphere, hating the saint for treating the Eastern Empress so favorably.

The queen who obviously couldn't give birth was not removed from the queen's position, and even praised this useless person even higher.

There are even many people who have already thought about it, and they definitely can't let Emperor Jing's concubine have children, whether male or female.

This has always been an example of the empress controlling the government, if the emperor is more powerful than the prince in the future, wouldn't she suppress the Son of Heaven everywhere.

It is the rainy season, and the weather is not only hot and humid, but also boring and boring.

Today's imperial palace is overjoyed, although the heavens are not beautiful, but the palace is full of joy.

The Queen of the West is giving birth today, and the Duchess of An Guo entered the palace early a few days ago.

At this time, Ningci Palace was full of people, up to the most holy and up to the concubines of each palace, regardless of grade.

After more than half a year of cultivation, An Yuanxiang's body and bones are no longer in trouble, and she is a little more delicate than before.

But at this moment, a look of impatience flashed on her delicate face.

I prayed in my heart that Fan Wan'er, a slut, would have two lives.

Yan Xiang and Luo Bingjing were anxiously looking back and forth outside the door of the inner hall, listening to the situation in the inner hall.

Luo Bingjing has suspected that Fan Wan'er was pregnant at the beginning for half a year, and now she is very sure that Fan Wan'er is not pregnant at all.

But now that Fanwan'er is going to give birth, Luo Bingjing was surprised, the people of this clan are really bold.

Yan Xiang's eyes flashed with sarcasm, the Fan clan was really bold, they thought that this Kyoto was the land of Shuchuan, and let them do whatever they wanted.

In the inner hall, Fan Wan'er looked anxious, looked at Fan Lihua, and said with a hint of complaint:

"Auntie, how is this good, if Wan'er can't give birth to this child today, today next year will be the death day of the Fan clan."

Fan Lihua couldn't hear the complaint in Fan Wan'er's words, her face was still very calm, and she said:

"Wan'er, you have been pregnant for ten months, it is difficult to say that the Queen of the West is pregnant with a spirit, why should Wan'er worry about her aunt Everything is ready, Wan'er just needs to cooperate."

Pan Lihua glanced at the midwife and the medical woman, and in this inner hall, from the imperial doctor to the slave maid, all of them were members of her family.

"Wan'er, will you cry out in pain?"

When Pan Lihua saw Fan Wan'er stunned, she stepped forward and took advantage of Fan Wan'er's stunned moment, and pinched Fan Wan'er's waist.

Fan Wan'er was in pain, screaming in pain and wailing again and again.

Fan Lihua withdrew her hand with satisfaction, and whispered to the person behind her:

"Let's see if the baby has been born."

The person behind him received the order and hurried towards the ear room, but saw a lady lying on the bed who was about to give birth.

The appearance of the little woman is actually somewhat similar to Fan Wan'er, not only that, but the clothes on the little woman's body are also luxurious.

"Wan'er, don't stop, keep shouting like this, my aunt will go and see Ling'er's girl."

Fan Wan'er shouted very seriously, but when she heard the person in Fan Lihua's mouth, she sat up straight, and there was a look of displeasure on her little face, and said:

"When did Fan Ling'er come to Kyoto City, she was a shame for the Fan clan, and her father and mother knew that Fan Ling'er came to Kyoto."

Pan Lihua chuckled and said:

"Wan'er, do you know that your aunt has found a fetus for you, and Ling'er is giving birth to an heir for you in the ear room."

Fan Wan'er jumped up from the bed, pointed in the direction of the ear room, and lowered her voice with a bit of gritted teeth:

"Aunt wants to let Fan Ling'er's son be Wan'er? Wan'er would rather be executed, and she can't accept Fan Ling'er's heir, and her aunt should know that Wan'er's most painful thing in her life is Fan Ling'er's aunt and her. ”

Pan Lihua lowered her face, and her amiable and doting look had long since disappeared on her face, and she said unhappily:

"Wan'er, if you want to die, go find a no-man's land and cut it off by yourself, don't involve the Fan clan."

Pan Lihua turned around and walked towards the ear room, Fan Wan'er's expression became fierce when she looked at the ear room, and her eyes were full of murder.

There was a heart-rending cry of pain in the inner sanctum, and then it was quiet enough to suspect that no one had a child inside.