The system shook its head: "Aside from the initial background information, I can only know what's going on around you." The west wing is too far away from the main hall where you prayed in the afternoon, and I can't feel it. ”

Cha Jiu could only put this matter aside for the time being.

She and the system exchanged fake pregnancy pills and fake disease pills.

She couldn't live a day anymore on the days of drawing blood and copying books.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was just dawning, the grandmother beside Concubine Hui woke up loudly outside the door of the West Wing.

"Zhaorong Hua Niangniang, please get up, the time has come to copy the Buddhist scriptures."

It was the star who kept vigil, and she came out with her clothes on, and blessed the mother.

"Mama, Zhaorong Hua Niangniang has been unwell since she got up last night, can you please return to the concubine Niangniang, avoid copying today's scriptures, and let our master rest for a while?"

The mother said meanly: "Zhaorong Hua Niangniang, this Buddhist scripture is copied for His Majesty and the emperor's heir to pray for blessings, what does it mean that Niangniang is so prevaricated?" ”

Cha Jiu's weak voice sounded in the room: "Please return to the noble concubine first, I am really sick today, not to shirk." If Niangniang insists on letting me go, I will go again. ”

Mama's mouth pursed, and she could only go this way.

Over there, Concubine Hui was grooming in front of the mirror, and after listening to her grandmother's reply, she raised her eyebrows: "Is she really sick?" ”

Mama: "The slave and maid are about to lose their breath when they hear her voice, and I am afraid that they are very sick." ”

Concubine Hui exhaled the turbidity in her chest briskly, and sneered: "It's better to be sick, it's better to copy the scriptures with illness, and die in this Taihua Palace, which is also the wish of the ancestors to fulfill the palace." ”

"Tell her to get up and come over, if she doesn't come, the palace will invite the queen mother to treat her for a big crime of disrespect, disloyalty and unfilial piety!"

Cha Jiu had long known that Concubine Hui would definitely not forgive her for this day's rest.

This is exactly what she wants.

Before going out, she secretly took fake pregnancy pills and chose signs of pregnancy for more than two months.

On the main hall of the Taihua Palace, the Queen Mother and Concubine Hui came early.

Everyone watched Cha Jiu's footsteps float and her face turned pale, and they knew that her illness was not an excuse.

The Queen Mother only turned a blind eye and said sharply: "The most important thing in praying for blessings is sincerity, you just copy the scriptures for a day, and then behave like this, so how can the Buddha and ancestors protect you?" ”

Cha Jiu admitted his mistake on the surface, but felt funny in his heart.

If the Buddha doesn't protect her, a person who honestly opens up branches and leaves for Yuwenyuan, does he still protect you two people who are vicious and calculating?

The old nun, whose face was like frost, came again to draw blood.

Cha Jiu pretended to stretch out his hand, but when he saw the opportunity, he fainted.

"!" Wan Xing exclaimed, and came over to hold her.

Concubine Hui was also stunned, this hadn't started yet, and she fainted?

"Ah, Zhao Ronghua is bleeding!"

The sharp-eyed grandmother on the side pointed to Cha Jiu's dirty dress and shouted.

For a moment, there was a panic in the prayer hall.

The Queen Mother frowned, and suddenly felt bad in her heart: "Please come over!" ”

Zhao Ronghua's sign looks like a ...... Miscarriage.

Impossible, impossible, no one in this palace can conceive the emperor's child!

When you leave the palace to pray for blessings, you will bring two imperial doctors to accompany you to avoid the master's health.

After receiving the news, they hurried over to check the pulse of Cha Jiu.

After a false pregnancy pill triggers a miscarriage, the user falls into a state of consciousness and physical coma.

And the symptoms of pseudo-disease drugs can also be shown in the pulse.

Therefore, after the diagnosis of the two imperial doctors, the conclusions reached were the same.

"Returning to the Queen Mother, Zhaorong Hua Niangniang has been pregnant for more than two months, but because of excessive qi deficiency and fatigue, the fetal image has ...... now"

The Queen Mother suddenly scratched the hand that Concubine Hui was holding her, and asked eagerly, "How?" ”

The imperial doctor shook his head: "There is no way to return to the sky." ”

The Queen Mother staggered.

She didn't care about the child in Zhao Ronghua's belly, but this child must not have an accident in her hands!

Otherwise, who will bear Yu Wenyuan's monstrous anger?

Concubine Hui Guifei supported the Queen Mother and quickly instructed Chunlan beside her: "Pass the order, don't make a noise about Zhaoronghua's miscarriage!" ”

Until you think of a way to get rid of it, you must not let this matter pass back to the palace.

It's a pity that the hidden guards around have already taken action and sent someone to quickly send this bad news back to the palace.

In less than an hour, Yu Wenyuan rushed from the palace with a team of people and horses.

He was surrounded by frost and walked into the prayer hall.

In order to prevent the news from leaking, the Queen Mother and Concubine Hui Guifei did not allow the palace people of Chajiu to take her back to the West Wing to rest, but let her lie on the hard couch in the simple side hall.

The hard couch had no mattress, it was awkward and cold, and Wan Xing and Zhirou wiped their tears on the side.

When the Queen Mother saw Yu Wenyuan appear here, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak: "Your Majesty......"

"Is this how the Queen Mother thinks about my imperial heir?" Yu Wenyuan shouted angrily, and Liang Yu of the entire prayer hall was shaken.

Everyone was silent and shrunk, not daring to speak, for fear of being noticed by His Majesty, and one was displeased, and the head fell to the ground.

Cha Jiu slept comfortably on the cold and hard bed, and her body trembled slightly.

This scene pierced Yu Wenyuan's heart, and he gently covered the fox fur he brought on Cha Jiu's body, which was a little better.

"Who took Zhao Ronghua's blood?" Yu Wenyuan's indifferent gaze as a knife looked around.

The nuns huddled aside, not daring to admit it.

Master Yuanchen pushed out the nun who had taken the blood, and forcibly calmed down: "Back to Your Majesty, it's this one." ”

The nun who was pushed out looked back at Yuan Chen in disbelief: "Obviously, you made me-"

She couldn't say the second half of the sentence, and Yu Wenyuan had already drawn the long sword at her waist and separated her head.

Warm blood spurted on Master Yuanchen's face, slipping down sticky.

The head rolled not far away with resentment, and there were still the nuns' resentful eyes before they died, staring at Yuan Chen tightly.

Yuan Chen's legs and feet trembled, and his heart was both scared and sad.

No, in order to keep the Taihua Hall and her abbot, she can only sacrifice one person.

Yuan Chen thought that a human life could calm Yuwen Yuan's anger, such an idea was really naïve.

The killing of this bloodthirsty emperor has only just begun.

Yu Wenyuan picked up Cha Jiu with the gentlest movements, and even if the person in his arms fell into a coma, he unconsciously recognized his breath and drilled into his warm arms.

Yu Wenyuan's frowning eyebrows softened by half a minute.

But with it came a cold word that came out of his mouth.

"Shadow Guard, kill all the nuns in the Taihua Palace."

The Queen Mother didn't expect him to be so crazy that her body trembled with anger: "Are you crazy?" This is a place to pray for the fortune of the country and the royal family, so many portraits of ancestors look at, you actually do such a big rebellious thing? ”