Squatting on the roof, Mu Xuefu removed a tile and looked down, only to see that Mrs. Zhenhua was the only one in the bedroom removing her makeup in front of the mirror.

"Niangniang, is this sobering soup brought to the bath for the emperor to drink now, or should it be drunk after the emperor has bathed." A palace maid dressed in apricot yellow clothes stood outside the dormitory, holding a wooden plate in her hand.

Mrs. Zhenhua took off the earrings on the left, glanced back, and took off the other side, "It's too hot to drink now, so let's put it on the bedside table first, and wait for the emperor to finish bathing, and the temperature is just right." ”

The palace maid walked into the room steadily, carefully put down the sobering soup, and then took off the bedclothes on the bedside shelf, and changed them for Mrs. Zhenhua, "That Mrs. Ning Xin is really unlucky, she is sick on such a good day." is still the master is deeply blessed, and the emperor can be invited to accompany him on the night of the reunion of the moon and the moon. ”

It was flattery, but it wasn't the same when you heard it. Mrs. Zhenhua's cold gaze swept across her face, and the slap on the head was a slap, "Could it be that if she is in good health, won't the palace invite the emperor?" In the past few years, the emperor of Shangyuan Festival has always stayed here in the palace, how could she be robbed by a daughter from a small country in Fanbang? ”

The palace maid covered her face, timidly did not dare to raise her head, and only admitted her mistake, "It's the slave maid who lost her words, how can she compare with Niangniang, Niangniang's holy favor is rich, she has worked hard to give birth to ten princes, and now she is pregnant again, it is simply a blessing from God." ”

The triumphant color between the eyebrows was revealed, and Mrs. Zhenhua's wonderful eyes flowed, condensing the beauty of a room. She slowly gathered her clothes and took off a jasper bracelet from her wrist without hurrying, "Well, it's pretty much the same, if you had said this earlier, you wouldn't have been beaten." Well, this bracelet will be rewarded to you. ”

The palace maid was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the jade bracelet, even more diligent and flattering, "Thank you Niangniang for your grace, Niangniang will be blessed for ten thousand years, and when the next little prince is born, Niangniang will have two princes by her side, and that is the real blessing." ”

Mrs. Zhenhua smiled lightly, her expression was arrogant, as if she had seen her future blessings. She leisurely took the hand of the palace maid, with an unconcealed joy in her voice, "Let's go, let's go and wait for the emperor to bathe." ”

After Mrs. Zhenhua left, there were still two palace maids in the house to tidy up the room. Mu Xuefu wanted to enter the house, but at this time there was no chance at all. But he couldn't wait for them to leave, for fear that before they left, the emperor and Mrs. Zhenhua would come back.

I was a little anxious in my heart, and I couldn't stop complaining about why these two palace maids didn't leave. Mu Xuefu frowned tightly and picked a strand of hair from her forehead. Suddenly, she plucked a few long strands of hair from her head and strung them together into a long thread. Find the position of the decanting soup, and put down the long line little by little, aiming at the position of the decanting soup.

Mu Xuefu smiled proudly, took out a small bottle from his arms, and then carefully poured the jade dew inside in a long line. Like tears, the jade dew slid down the long line little by little, and when it reached the bottom, it fell drop by drop into the decanting soup.

Seeing that it was almost over, Mu Xuefu withdrew the long line, covered the tiles, and disappeared into the heavily guarded palace as if she had never come.

After a while, the intermittent voices of men and women could be heard under the roof. The voice was not like usual, the man's voice was like a lion, constantly roaring, and the woman's voice changed from the beginning of the coquettish moaning to constantly crying and begging for mercy. But the man didn't care about her at all, and ate her body like a cruelty, as if he was tired of her crying, so he covered her mouth and covered the dehumanized voice.

The boundless blood soaked through the brocade mattress, like a miserable flower on the other side, exuding the smell of blood.

"! Empress! "In the quiet night, there was a shout from the Weiyang Palace.

The queen was asleep, and when she heard the voice, she thought it was a dream, and ignored it. It wasn't until the voice grew louder and more urgent that he suddenly woke up. She opened her sleepy eyes, lifted the veil, and said, "What's the matter, such a fuss." ”

"Niangniang, it's not good, Mrs. Zhenhua has a miscarriage."

"What?" The queen suddenly sobered up, but she didn't know whether she was sad or happy, she only felt shocked, "The emperor stayed in Mrs. Zhenhua tonight, how could she have a miscarriage?" How is the emperor? ”

"It's the emperor, oops, the emperor and Mrs. Zhenhua didn't care, just"

Before she had time to think about it, the queen hurriedly got up, put on a dress at random, and said with a solemn expression: "An Pei, you go and call the imperial concubine and Wen Guifei, and the palace will let An Yi accompany you." ”

When the queen arrived, the hall was already in a mess, and the palace maids who came and went were carrying a basin of blood in their hands, and the smell of blood was strong and pungent. When she stepped into the room, the queen covered her nose with a handkerchief and drowned out the smile at the corner of her mouth.

In the middle of the night, the dormitory was filled with the smell of blood and herbs, and the two tastes fused together in such harmony that neither let the smell of blood overwhelm the aroma of the herbs, nor let the ethereal herbs cover the bloody diffuseness. The pair of burning candles on the candlestick, like ghostly spirits, wandering, erratic, the clusters of flames, projected on the side face of Emperor Xuanwu, covered with a layer of dark shadows.

The queen walked up to Emperor Xuanwu and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, but stopped in the air. My thoughts suddenly dragged back to when she had a miscarriage, and I wonder if the emperor would be as heartbroken as she was when she howled in pain inside.

As if noticing her outstretched hand, before she could pull it back, Emperor Xuanwu grabbed it in his hand. His expression was as dark as the snowy earth in winter, without any color. For a long time, just looked at her and didn't say a word.

As soon as her heart softened, the queen actually had a feeling of empathy, as if the lost child was not Mrs. Zhenhua's, but the child she lost. Holding his hand back and taking a step closer, the empress took Emperor Xuanwu into her arms and called softly: "Your Majesty"

"I don't want to, I don't know what's wrong, and suddenly I lost my mind." Emperor Xuanwu buried himself in her arms, his expression was painful, and he frowned, "I thought that after three months, it shouldn't be tight, but I didn't want to, I really didn't expect it." If I had known that this was the end, I would not have touched Tan Er for anything. ”

In an instant, the temperature in his heart gradually became cold, and he was in her arms, but his heart was thinking of another woman. After giving her a good attitude, the queen gently comforted: "Don't blame yourself, the emperor is also an accident, and no one can expect it." Besides, this kind of thing is already easy, and Mrs. Zhenhua doesn't care about it, how can she blame the emperor. She slowly squatted down and stroked Emperor Xuanwu's already old cheek, "The emperor must also be frightened, it is better to let the imperial doctor diagnose the emperor's pulse to show peace of mind." ”

After the imperial doctor finished checking the pulse of the emperor, he only said that he was a little frightened, and he could drink a few bowls of soothing soup.

Hearing this, the queen's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Isn't there anything else wrong with the emperor's body?" She paused word by word, adding accents to the three words in her body.

"There's nothing wrong with going back to the queen." If such a thing happened, the imperial doctor naturally knew what the queen was asking. The women in the palace do everything to keep the emperor, although this aphrodisiac is a forbidden drug, but some palace concubines sometimes use it in order to be favored overnight. But he carefully checked the emperor's pulse, and there were no traces of aphrodisiac medicine in the emperor's body.

Seeing that he was so determined, the queen eliminated the thoughts in her heart, and only thought that the emperor and Mrs. Zhenhua did not control it for a while, so this happened. But she doesn't pity Zhenhua, God has already given her a son, how can he still care for her, give her another one.

This noisy day quietly passed away after the full moon slowly sank, and I don't know how many women in Daqin's harem were overjoyed in this long night. Mrs. Zhenhua offended a lot of people when she was pregnant, who can be sad for her, even if someone laughs, they will laugh from ear to ear.

This night, Mu Xuefu walked alone in bed and couldn't sleep all night. She killed another man, a baby that had not yet been born and had not yet been formed. She is getting more and more ruthless, so ruthless that she doesn't even let go of innocent children. However, it's no wonder that she shouldn't have been born in the first place. Even if you are born and still die, it is better to die quietly like this.

Mu Xuefu snapped her fingers, nodded back and forth, smiled, and said quietly: "Who will be next?" ”

The next day, news came out of the palace that Mrs. Zhenhua had lost not only the baby who was not yet four months old, but also her own life.

On the same day, Emperor Xuanwu issued an order to posthumously crown Mrs. Zhenhua as Concubine De, and all funerals were according to the concubine ceremony, after all, it was the woman he had favored, and he gave birth to ten princes, and he gave all the grief he could give after his death.

And the queen took pity on the ten princes for losing their mothers, so she asked the emperor to raise the ten princes under her knees.

This move also made the princes feel uneasy, the queen had no sons before, everyone was a concubine, on an equal footing, and no one was inferior. But now, the tenth prince has been raised by the queen, so he has changed from a concubine to a concubine. Although he is still young, now the emperor is in good health, free of illness and disaster, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not live to his adult life.

The departure of Mrs. Zhenhua and the child in her womb is like a grain of sand falling into the water in the harem, with some floating dust and gentle ripples, but soon, it will be submerged by the water without a trace.

But this incident has a certain blow to Emperor Xuanwu, after all, it is the woman he has loved, and the child has also expected it, just like that, because of his momentary mistake, he lost the lives of two people. Although he had killed many people in his life, he never thought that he would kill his own children in such a way.

Since then, Emperor Xuanwu has not let people sleep for a long time, as long as he thinks that he used his body to cut off the life of a child, he doesn't even have the courage to face it.

The whole harem was in a silent atmosphere, and no one dared or wanted to mention anything related to that day.