Chapter 216: Unrecognizable

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the door of the Lu family was about to be broken, but Lu Wanwan was left in the palace by the concubine and did not come out.

Shen Xingwan quietly recuperated behind closed doors, and after more than a month, the wound recovered sixty percent, and there was no problem with general walking.

Fu Jingchao finally prepared enough grain and grass to send to the border in an autumn rain and a cold.

After a month of hard work day and night, soon the news that Fu Jingchao was seriously ill came out of the Zhennan Palace.

Shen Xingwan was already able to get up and walk around, and came to see him openly.

Fu Jingchao was wrapped in thick clothes and looked a little weak.

The dream of Begonias that was not completely cleared, and the northwest station hurt his foundation after all.

Fu Jingchao was in a good mood when he saw her coming, "Zhuangzi just sent some fresh game today, I asked the kitchen to make it for you to taste." ”

Shen Xingwan took a sip of Honglingfeng's tea, and looked Fu Jingchao up and down, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Fu Jingchao was silent for a while, "I have already told the emperor that he is going to recuperate in the hot spring Zhuangzi outside. ”

Shen Xingwan looked at his legs, "What do you mean?" ”

"Lou Ran has said that the longer it drags on, the more detrimental it is to future recovery." Fu Jingchao smiled bitterly, "Since the emperor insists on forcing each other, maybe the Fu family should go another way." ”

This military salary really made Fu Jingchao disheartened.

"Lou Ran will enter Beijing soon, and I will go to Zhuangzi this time to completely heal my leg." Fu Jingchao said.

He was seriously injured at the time, but he didn't have to do anything to get disabled.

It was Lou Ran who used some means, and the estimation was not completely cured, so it caused the illusion that he couldn't stand up on his legs.

The imperial doctor in the palace may be good at other diseases, but he is very general in the area of hurting muscles and bones, and he specializes in art, and he is still a doctor who grew up in the military camp like Lou Ran, and he is even more powerful in this regard.

Shen Xingwan nodded, "Be careful yourself, I can't accompany you." ”

"Try to keep a low profile during this time, no matter what, let's talk about this year's peace and stability first." Fu Jingchao also admonished.

The two whispered for a long time, and did not leave until it was dark and Shen Xingwan did.

Fu Jingchao is tired and sick, everyone in Beijing knows it.

The emperor probably still had a little bit of a loss, and happily lifted his grounding order, allowed him to go to Zhuangzi to recuperate, and rewarded a bunch of medicinal materials.

After Fu Jingchao left, Shen Xingwan continued to recuperate behind closed doors.

Suddenly there was news in the palace that the empress and the emperor had a dispute and became seriously ill.

The queen has always taken care of Shen Xingwan, and she wanted to find out what was going on, so she and Xie Zhuohua went to the palace to visit Niangniang together.

On the carriage, Xie Zhuohua said with an unhappy expression, "It is said that the emperor dropped a cup in his aunt's palace the night before yesterday and walked away, and the two had a big dispute, and the next day my aunt fell ill. ”

Although the emperor has always favored the concubine, he has always treated Empress Xie with great respect.

There are very few such disputes, and the queen only sends a message out and says that there is no big deal.

The Xie family is not at ease after all.

"My aunt summoned Second Mrs. Lu into the palace overnight that night." Xie Zhuohua said in a low voice.

The quarrel became more and more confusing.

Shen Xingwan was taken aback, if she remembered correctly, in the book, Lu Wanwan died of a vicious disease in the autumn night of the deep palace.

It's just these two days.

Shen Xingwan pressed his mind and entered Cining Palace with Xie Zhuohua to greet the queen.

The queen leaned back on the couch and said lazily, "Why are you here, get up." ”

The two got up and sat down, and Xie Zhuohua asked with concern, "How is my aunt's health?" ”

Shen Xingwan looked up, and the queen didn't look like she was seriously ill in plain clothes, but there was a coldness on her face that couldn't be concealed.

"I'm fine." The queen said softly, "I'm just disgusting..."

"What?" The two don't know why.

The queen waved her hand, and the people in the palace immediately retreated.

The queen put a piece of sugar in her mouth, and then lowered her voice and slowly spoke, "The emperor went to accompany the concubine the night before, and it is said that he drank too much...... mistook Lu Wanwan for the concubine of her youth..."

Today, it was obviously a big sun outside, and it was very warm in the palace, but the two of them broke out in a cold sweat in the queen's whispered narration.

It happened that in the middle of the night, Jiang Zhenzhen was uncomfortable and unconscious, and Jiang Yubai personally went to ask the emperor to ask for an imperial doctor, and happened to bump into Lu Wanwan holding scissors to cut herself.

The matter started all of a sudden, and the queen rushed over to persuade Lu Wanwan in the middle of the night to appease Lu Wanwan, who was looking for death.

Shen Xingwan closed his eyes, his heart was clear, there was no Jiang Yubai in the book, such an ugly thing was estimated to have been pressed by the concubine in Chaohua Palace, and the queen did not rush over, so Lu Wanwan "died of illness" in the deep palace.

Xie Zhuohua couldn't suppress his anger a little, "How can this be, Lu Wanwan grew up watching him." ”

The queen's eyes were cold, so she couldn't help arguing with the emperor.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she was chubby when Lu Wanwan was a child, smiling sweetly and reaching out to her to ask for candy.

At that time, the concubine was in full bloom, and often took her niece to the palace to play.

The emperor loves the house and Wujia Lu Wanwan grew up cute and sweet, and the emperor also hugged her and coaxed her.

Even the queen, although she doesn't like Lu Guifei and the Lu family, she doesn't hate Lu Wanwan.

A naΓ―ve and innocent little girl with dimples when she laughs, even if she is a little willful, who would really hate her?

"He really did it." The queen said coldly.

There are three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem, and she never cares who he is willing to spoil.

But this time she was disgusting, and even closing her eyes at night was Lu Wanwan's smiling eyes when she was a child.

There was silence in the room.

No one can say anything, Lu Wanwan is not yet seventeen years old, and he buried himself in this deep palace in this way.

"What about Concubine Lu?" Xie Zhuohua couldn't help but ask.

When it comes to Empress Lu Guifei, she feels even colder, and she can't help but whisper, "Is it difficult to have power, is it charming, so charming that it makes people unrecognizable?" ”

It is said that Lu Guifei favors Lu Wanwan the most, and Lu Wanwan is also the closest to her.

The queen still remembers that Concubine Lu Guifei was seriously ill once, and the eight-year-old Lu Wanwan kept watch in the palace all night.

was obviously very scared, but he didn't cry, and asked her helplessly with wide eyes, "Queen Mother, my aunt will be fine, right?" ”

Such a small child held back, and when Lu Guifei woke up, he came out with a wow, saying that he was afraid that he would never see his aunt again.

Recalling the past, the queen's face was gloomy, "How ruthless is Concubine Lu, that child has been raised by her side for half of the time since she was a child, what is the difference between her and her daughter." ”

After entering the palace for so many years, the queen thinks that she has seen through the selfishness and ruthlessness of the harem, but this time she still has relatives and feels cold.

The palace is really a place of cannibalism, and the rights make people unrecognizable.

The two of them came out of the queen's palace in a very low mood.