Xin Yi originally wanted to bring only Xingyuan and Taoyu into the palace, but Lu Cao was ordered by Gao Minglou to follow her alive or dead, so Xin Yi followed her and left Taoyu behind.

Because Xin Yi's eyes were not good, after entering the palace, he changed his shoulders, and the two small yellow doors were carried to the Huining Palace.

Along the way, Xin Yi coughed constantly, causing Yang Huaimin to frown in disgust, and the attendants he met on the road also stopped by the roadside to watch and point.

When I was about to arrive at the Huining Palace, I happened to meet Zhou Yiliu and Princess Fukang, who were shy, coming back from a walk in the imperial garden.

Zhou Yiliu saw Princess Fukang walking head-on, and grabbed her to stand on the side of the road.

"Mrs. Zhou?" Princess Fukang looked at her puzzled, "A Fanguo woman, what do you let her do?" ”

Zhou Yiliu held her stomach and smiled, "Miss Ayima is going to see Zhang Guifei." It's still the concubine's body that matters, let them go first. ”

Princess Fukang pursed her lips in displeasure and muttered quietly.

"You are pregnant with the imperial heir, which one of these palaces is noble to you? You are just soft-natured and too kind, no wonder everyone dares to bully you. ”

Xin Yi looked ahead without squinting, and when he heard Yang Huaimin greet him, he made the appearance that he had just found them, and his hands were clutched on both sides of his shoulder, looking nervous and confused.

But there was a sneer in my heart.

When Yang Huaimin came to the post house to spread her, he said "talk to the concubine", but when Zhou Yiliu made way to be a good person, he blurted out "give the concubine a treat......

Xin Yi's empty eyes turned in the direction of Zhou Yiliu and smiled slightly.

Princess Fukang is young and innocent, and when she sees Xin Yi's wood-like smile, she can't help but snort softly.

"In the end, she is from a small country, looking at her trembling appearance, she has never seen the world, so she can still treat the concubine?"

Zhou Yiliu shook his head slightly: "I don't know about this." I heard from the official family that the concubine has not been in good health in the past two days, and said that only this little lady who goes back and forth in Dali can cure her stubborn disease...... I guess I have some ability. ”

"Humph! She just deliberately made a fuss in front of her father and the emperor to compete for your favor. You're always speaking for her......"

"Celestia be cautious, be careful that the wall has ears......"

"Okay, okay, I know, you have to accumulate blessings for the little prince in your belly. Let's go, the plum dew we ate from Fan Lou yesterday seems to be thicker than last time, and it is more intoxicating. ”

"Celestia likes it."

Princess Fukang didn't know what to think, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she took Zhou Yiliu's arm again, carefully inspecting her face.

"I drank too much later...... There's no gibberish to make any fuss, right? ”

"No, Celestia is well-behaved......"

The two of them laughed as they walked, biting their ears and talking, looking extremely affectionate.

The palace maids were all some distance away from them, and they couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, and Xin Yi, who was walking in the opposite direction, naturally couldn't hear a word-

She didn't need to hear anything, though.

Extrapolating from the day of the eldest princess's birthday, Concubine Zhang's good days are coming to an end, and her death is approaching.

This year is the first year of Renzong's dynasty, and it won't be long before the people of the Great Song Dynasty will receive an obituary from the government, and the most beloved concubine of the Zhao official family, Zhang, has died at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve.

Most of the time, "Bianjing Fu" still respects history. Zhang Xue also gave birth to three daughters, all of whom died early without exception, and the reasons for her death were the same as history. After his death, Zhao Zhen not only posthumously crowned Zhang as the queen while Empress Cao was alive, but also gave her a nickname and set up a temple.

Even after Zhao Zhen's death, in his Yongzhao Mausoleum, in addition to Empress Cao, the other was Empress Zhang.

It can be seen how deep Zhao Zhen's feelings for Zhang Xueye are.

Then, the person who instigated Zhang Guifei to call her to come for consultation at this juncture can only say that his heart can be punished.

If Zhang Guifei dies at her hands, Zhao Zhen's "infatuated heart" has nowhere to place, and no one can find someone to vent her anger, will she have a good end?

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Huining Hall.

Zhang Xue was also leaning against the head of the bed with a pale face, her hair was scattered, her bedclothes were crumpled like pickles twisted over her head, and her exposed skin was as pale as paper, like a ghost who had just crawled out of the grave, looking haggard, but her eyes were exceptionally bright.

She stared at the oil lamp for a long time.

The palace maid Meng Ning came to persuade her to wash and change her clothes twice, but Zhang Xue refused to move.

She's waiting.

Waiting for the redemption of her life.

She didn't want to spend any bit of energy on useless things, and all her strength had to be used to wait.

Waiting for the miracle doctor named Zhang Xiaoniang......

It is said that people have feelings before the end of their lives, and Zhang Xue is too, she is aware of the passage of life and feels that her life is short......

But she is reluctant to die, the woman who is loved by the most powerful man in the world is just over three words, and she has not yet given birth to a prince to a man, how can she be willing to die?

The desire to survive boiled in her heart, burning her eyes red.

There was finally a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Meng Ning came in, giving her a meaningful look.

"Lady, Miss Ayima is here."

The skeletal concubine on the bed straightened up, stretched out her withered fingers, and her throat emitted a happy grunt, like a broken bellows, and she was hoarse.

"Quick, invite her in......"

"But she's blind." Meng Ning lowered her head and added.

Zhang Xue was also stunned, the light in her eyes went out at a visible speed, and after making sure that Meng Ning was not lying, the dark clouds under her eyes gradually shrouded, and her body slammed back into the bed, making a bang, and she didn't realize it.

"Blind, how is she blind...... What is the use of me asking for a blind man......"

Meng Ning's voice said softly: "You can touch the pulse without eyes." ”

Zhang Xueyi's emaciated face bloomed a little brighter again, and the beauty of the past can be vaguely seen in her facial features.

"Hurry up, please, don't slow her down."

Meng Ning glanced at her, "Yes." ”

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Xin Yi sat in the side hall of the Huining Hall and waited, the two girls were quietly guarding the side, she was not the only one in the hall at this moment, and there were two imperial doctors who were shaking their heads and sighing while flipping through the medical case.

They were very quiet, talking about Zhang Guifei's condition and medication.

Xin Yi could hear their concerns, the concubine was already terminally ill, but what came out of their mouths was all auspicious.

Xin Yi sat motionless, listening, until Meng Ning invited her into the inner sanctum.

Zhang Xue also sat on the bed in the inner hall, the space exuded a strong smell of medicine, the windows were closed, and the light was dim, inexplicably giving people a sense of atmosphere of folk ghost stories.

I haven't seen her for more than a year, Zhang Xue has also lost weight, and her complexion has deteriorated terribly, like a withered flower, withering when she looks at it.

Xin Yi is Zhang Xueyi's last hope, seeing Xin Yi being helped into the walk-in, Zhang Xueyi let her sit in front of the bed, and then looked at her with a sigh of relief, crying like a helpless child.

"Little lady, you have to save me, you must save me...... They are quacks, and they can't cure me......"

The concubine cried like pear blossoms with rain, Xin Yi is a woman, and she can't help but pity the jade.

"It's a pity, I'm not a little lady Zhang, and I don't know how to heal."

"No, you are, there are no two faces that are so similar in the world." Zhang Xue also looked at her face, muttered paranoidly, and grabbed Xin Yi's hand.

"Do you have any problems? Don't dare to admit your identity...... Don't be afraid, you tell me...... I can help you, the official family loves me the most, and will listen to me......"

Xin Yi shook his head worriedly, "I heard that the lady's breath is unstable, so it's better to rest well and talk less." I'm here, I can't help you, but it will annoy you. ”

"How so?" Zhang Xue also turned her head sideways with difficulty, stared at Xin Yi, and stared into her eyes without blinking, "You save me, okay?" ”

"I can't save it." Xin Yi's gaze was unfocused, but his voice was extremely gentle, "Although I really want to save it." ”

Zhang Xue was also stunned.

For a moment, he suddenly threw away Xin Yi's hand and screamed hysterically.

"Liar, you liar, you are all liars! All of them...... It's all liars. You, you all wish I was dead......"

Meng Ning hurriedly came over and patted her back in relief, Zhang Xue also glared at Xin Yi and coughed violently.

Coughing and coughing, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the snow-white veil red.

She was stunned.

Meng Ning took it away as usual, brought warm water and waited for her to wash, and then methodically changed her into a white and clean one, as if she didn't see the bloodstains.

Xin Yi remembered that Zhang Xueyi first suffered from a facial disease because she used cosmeceuticals with an overdose of Mi Tuo monk, and then there was a reason why Fu Jiuqu let her have a bad face, and the imperial doctor refused to treat it well, and always repeatedly induced rashes.

But Fu Jiuqu just wanted to take away her cherished appearance, and didn't want to take Zhang Xueyi's life seriously.

In principle, skin problems do not easily lead to death, and it is actually very suspicious that Zhang Guifei died of illness in such a short time. However, whether it is in history or in "Bianjing Fu", there is only one "disease" depiction of Zhang's death.

So what is the real cause?