The turmoil outside was blocked by the palace walls of Yong'an Palace, and all of Xie Ning's thoughts were occupied by children. She thought everything about him was so novel, even when the baby was sleeping, she could watch it motionless for a long time, and she couldn't blink her eyes.

Mrs. Lin came in with the soup, and smiled when she saw her like that: "It's the first time to be a mother, such a rare child." When you give birth to three or five in the future, you won't be surprised. ”

Three five? These words startled Shainin.

It's so hard to give birth to one, how can you talk about three or five? Besides, can she give birth to three or five if she wants to? You can't have a child alone.

Xie Ning shook his head: "I only need one of him." ”

Mrs. Lin was taken aback by this sentence: "Nonsense, what do you mean by only one?" ”

Of course, it is because she really has no more luxury, to have a child, and she will have sustenance in the long deep palace in the future. Even for him, she will try to live well here.

Xie Ning kicked that reason away from his heart first, and said with a smile: "Only with him, I can be good to him wholeheartedly." If he had a second or third rebirth, he would definitely be unhappy, right? ”

Mrs. Lin handed the soup to her lips and said angrily, "I thought you were old and still so childish." The more children the better, the more children the better, who said strange things like you? ”

Xie Ning was most afraid that Mrs. Lin would talk about her, so she quickly took the soup and drank it, and asked, "What about the little uncle?" Where is he now? ”

"Don't mention him." Mrs. Lin mentioned that her son-like uncle was full of labor: "I also want to know where he is wild." Last year, Tong Gong wrote two letters to his home, one mentioning that he had arrived in Zhutao, and the other time he didn't even say where he was. When I went back to my hometown, my uncle and Mrs. Zu still complained about me, and when I was a sister-in-law, I didn't plan to replace my younger brother, and I didn't give him a family. ”

Xie Ning comforted her: "Uncle Xiao is like that, everyone knows it, no one will really blame you." ”

Mrs. Lin sighed and said, "I really can't control him." There will come a day when I will not be in this world, and I will not have the face to see your grandmother. ”

Every time Mrs. Lin would say this, Xie Ning also said casually: "If you can see it, I will help you persuade your little uncle next time." ”

"You save it, you are now a noble person in the palace, where can you see him?"

Xie Ning thought about it, and his smile had some self-deprecation.

She probably won't see her uncles in her life, but her sister-in-law and cousin still have the possibility of seeing each other.

The second prince's small mouth moved, and Xie Ning thought he was awake, but his eyes were still closed.

"I sleep all day long, and I only know how to eat except sleep."

Mrs. Lin gave birth to four children, and in recent years, she has granddaughters and grandchildren, and she has rich experience in bringing children, and she is an expert, and ordinary people really can't compare: "Children are like this, they can only grow when they are full of food and sleep, and when they reach the full moon, they will not be the same as now, and they will not sleep as much as they do now, and the time they will be awake will be longer and longer." ”

Shainin couldn't wait. She really can't wait for the child to be able to move, crawl and talk tomorrow. Mrs. Lin sat on the edge of the bed and said a few words with her, listened to the movement outside, shook her head and said, "Someone has come to visit again, this day is full of traffic and water, and the excitement is too much." ”

Fortunately, not everyone who came to visit could be invited into the inner room, otherwise Shainin would not have had time to entertain these people on this day, and there would be no time to recuperate.

Fang Shanggong and Qinghe were collecting congratulatory gifts on the list.

Yong'an Palace has been almost overwhelmed by all kinds of congratulatory gifts sent from inside and outside the palace in the past two days, and a stack of lists outside the palace has been put aside for the time being, and Fang Shanggong plans to sort out the palace first.

Even Concubine Xian, who had been bedridden for a long time and did not show up in front of people, sent people to send congratulatory gifts, but there was one exception.

Fang Shanggong flipped through the booklet that had been registered and asked Qinghe, "Has no one been to Yanning Palace?" ”

Qinghe has been busy for the past two days, and he can't guarantee that every list is missing. But the list of Yanning Palace, how should it not be let go by her negligence, right?

"I'll ask again."

Qinghe went to ask Qingmei and Hu Rong, but the two of them didn't have any.

Qinghe's heart trembled, and she also found that this matter was not quite right.

Concubine Shu is a very thoughtful person who will come to things, so far there is no movement in Yanning Palace, even if Concubine Shu doesn't come, why hasn't she sent someone here? It doesn't matter if you don't give gifts, do you forget to let people come and say hello?

She glanced at Fang Shanggong, and Fang Shanggong's gaze at her was very calm: "Needless to say about this kind of trivial matter, Xie Meiren." ”

Qinghe responded: "Yes." ”

Even if Fang Shanggong didn't give this word much, Qinghe would not tell Xie Meiren about it. Then it is not called loyalty, it must be a lack of heart. How important it is during a woman's confinement, she can't worry about it or work hard, let alone this kind of thing. When the midwife was dragged out that day, the master didn't know it, and she was groggy. Afterwards, Qinghe was worried that she would answer if she asked why the midwife disappeared for no reason, but fortunately, the master didn't notice it at all and didn't ask.

By the next day, almost everyone in the palace knew about it. Concubine Shu was sick, and Princess Lian Yuyao temporarily moved out.

The people from the Tai Hospital entered the Yanning Palace, and the smell of decoction wafted from the Yanning Palace.

Many people are secretly suspicious of the truth of Concubine Shu's disease.

Obviously, when she was enjoying the flowers a few days ago, Concubine Shu was fine, talking and laughing freely, and she still had the strength to hold Princess Yuyao for most of the day, and there was no sign of illness at all. Besides, the timing of her illness was so coincidental that it was inevitably suspicious.

Could it be because Xie Mei gave birth to a son, she couldn't wipe off her face and didn't want to lower her body to show favor to Yong'an Palace before pretending to be sick? No, how can you pretend to be sick in such a big battle? Even Princess Yuyao moved out? Who doesn't know that Concubine Shu has only had such a flesh and blood as Princess Yuyao for so many years, and where was she willing to let her leave her since she was born? You don't have to spend so much money on pretending to be sick, right?

If it weren't for pretending to be sick, Concubine Shu would have always been strong, and how sick she would be so weak that she couldn't even take care of her daughter?

Others think it goes deeper.

Regardless of whether Concubine Shu is really sick or not, Princess Yuyao being moved out can only mean one thing, Concubine Shu can't be the master now. Otherwise, as long as she is not sick and sane, she will not let her daughter leave her side.

Thinking of the timing of Concubine Shu's illness is so coincidental, Xie Meiren gave birth here and she got sick there, and the connection between this makes people dare not think about it anymore. Whatever the emperor says is what it is, the emperor says she is sick, then she is sick, there is no second possibility.

So everyone automatically closed their earbuds and listened, not asking a word about the affairs of Yanning Palace, not mentioning a word. How to speculate in private is not enough for outsiders.

Different from the Yong'an Palace, the once noisy and prosperous Yanning Palace is now empty and deserted, as quiet as an ice cellar.

Lin Peiqing sat in the room, her back against the wall, she had never felt that the hour was so difficult, every moment seemed to be torment.

She entered the palace to be rich and noble, but who would have thought that she had not touched the edge of wealth and wealth, but she was implicated and grounded. She didn't dare to eat the food that was delivered, for fear that someone would poison it and kill her. But she was very hungry when she didn't eat, so she had to eat a few dry cakes to satisfy her hunger. The palace maid who had been serving her was gone, and the two eunuchs who had been waiting for her were guarding the door, and she couldn't even get out.

She hated and feared in her heart. She hated her cousin Concubine Lin Shufei, she didn't enjoy her blessings, but she had to be affected by the sins she did. At that time, she left herself in the palace, Lin Peiqing had some doubts in her heart, and now that she thinks about it, she was uneasy at that time. Even if there is no disaster today, most of the black cauldron will let her top, and good things will never come to her head.

What I'm afraid of is the coldness and ruthlessness in this palace. She used to yearn for life in the palace, she thought that she was no worse than her cousin, she just took the lead, but she was younger and more beautiful than her, and the two of them were exactly the same in terms of family background, she would definitely be able to replace her cousin to become the emperor's new favorite.

But now she regrets it, she only saw the infinite scenery of entering the palace, but she didn't see the dangers behind the scenery.

From dawn to dark, she did not dare to light the lamp, but she was even more afraid when she sat in the dark.

Lin Peiqing sat with his legs curled up, and he couldn't hear anything here, as if he had been buried in a grave.

The nights in the palace are harder and more terrible than the day. In a daze, half asleep and half awake, Lin Peiqing suddenly thought, how did her cousin come over all these years? Such a long day, such a lonely night, there was only one person, and there was not even a companion to talk to.

She suddenly rolled over and sat up, looking out with one eye through the crack in the window.

Several eunuchs lined up in two rows and entered the Yanning Palace, and went straight to the dormitory where the concubine lived. The light of the lantern seemed miserable in the night, like a ghostly fire.

Lin Peiqing's whole person trembled in fright, wanting to withdraw his gaze, but he wanted to see clearly what those people were here for.

Will they bring things like white silk and poisonous wine to directly give Concubine Shu to death?

Lin Peiqing shuddered, no, no. My cousin is a concubine, and she gave birth to a princess, and her uncle is still a scholar, how can the emperor order someone to give death to the concubine so lightly? Besides, my cousin can't save her life if she is a concubine, let alone her?

After the eunuchs entered the concubine's dormitory, they came out after about a meal and took one person with them.

Lin Peiqing thought it was Concubine Shu at first, but she couldn't see it clearly at night. But when they passed by the window, she saw that it was not Concubine Shu, but the Shang Palace that had served her for many years by Concubine Shu's side. Her head hung limply, her legs dragged to the ground, and she was carried out.

Seeing those people leave and the palace gate closed again, Lin Peiqing let out a long sigh of relief.

You should be able to spend tonight safely.

Does she know about things in the palace and outside the palace? She couldn't even find anyone who could deliver the message, and if she could get the message out, maybe the family would find a way to get her out. She hasn't done anything, she's not the emperor's woman yet, she's not the same as Concubine Shu, she can leave the harem.

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This chapter is a bit stuck, and it feels like it's not well written at all. Sweat. Tomorrow you should still try to write during the day.