After instructing the people below to do what was planned, the only thing I could do was wait for the br>

And the days of waiting are always miserable.

I sit in the Kunning Palace every day, looking forward to the good news coming from outside. But time goes very slowly, after a year, two years, Concubine Wen's stomach is nearly three months old, and Penglai Pavilion is still not very quiet.

During this period, Dr. Luo often came to check my pulse. It's just that because of this rosemary thing, the two of us are finally polite.

I didn't ask him about rosemary. And he never gave me an explanation of whether he was really willing to fulfill my heart.

It stands to reason that as long as you smell rosemary for a month, Concubine Wen will definitely have an accident. And the congratulatory gift that Concubine Jing sent to Concubine Wen has been coming for a month and a half.

Before I could even start, I was defeated

Did I lose to Imperial Doctor Luo's conscience, or to Concubine Jing

Just when I gradually let go of my expectations and was thinking about finding another opportunity, the voice that was enough to make people feel "haunted by dreams" finally sounded thoroughly in Kunning Palace, "Master, master, Penglai Pavilion has an accident." ”

I listened to Xiao Yunzi's anxious voice, and I didn't know whether to be surprised or happy. I only knew that I turned over and got out of bed. Immediately, I only asked Hua Rou to change my clothes at will, trying to be as decent and generous as possible, but not deliberately dressing up.

When I hurried to Penglai Pavilion with the palace people, Qing Cang had already sat firmly on the main seat of the main hall with a calm face.

And next, now kneeling with trembling imperial doctors and concubines.

In the cabinet, there was constantly the coquettish panting of Concubine Wen. In that delicate voice, there is infinite enjoyment, but also full of creepy pain.

At the same time, there were constant cries in the cabinet: "Little master, little master, stop it, little master"

The sound of crying, accompanied by the erosion scattered everywhere in Penglai Pavilion, made people feel more and more desolate.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter" When everyone saw me coming, their originally pale faces finally improved. Whether it was a concubine or a doctor, they all knelt tremblingly, and seeing me was like seeing a savior.

"What the hell is going on," Qing Cang glanced at me coldly, "You go to the back room by yourself and take a look"

I took a deep breath, saluted to Qing Cang, and stepped into the cabinet with Hua Rou.

As soon as I entered the cabinet, I could clearly feel that the blood in my whole body was flowing in retrograde.

I've only heard that rosemary is powerful, but I didn't expect that this thing can make people crazy so much

The whole cabinet was messy, and all you could smell was ambiguous. Oh, not only that, but also blood

At this moment, Concubine Wen is half-lying on the bed in rags and untidy. Her face was flushed, and there was chagrin in the enjoyment, and there was uncontrollable helplessness between the chagrin.

Two pairs of pearl-like eyes kept shedding tears, and a mouth like a shell, slightly opened, overflowing with the tone of the voice.

Her lower body flowed bright blood red, and her belly, which was originally slightly bulging, was no longer "arrogant" at the moment. The palace people beside her kept dissuading her, but the stick she held in her hand never stopped twitching.

"Little master, little master, slave and maid, please, don't torture yourself anymore, little master. Little Lord."

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