Chapter Ninety-Six: The Male Fetus
In Chonghua Palace, the concubines saw that the queen mother and the queen were gone, and the rest of the people were waiting to leave in groups of threes and threes, Jiang Jieyu walked to Lu Zhaoyi's side, and wanted to persuade her, but she found that the root of her tongue was bitter, and she didn't know what to say. She put her hand on Lu Zhaoyi's forearm and whispered, "Sister..."
"It's okay, you go back to the palace first." Lu Zhaoyi said abruptly: "You all go back first, after tossing all night, you are all tired, Concubine Xian Niangniang has a palace to watch here." That's right, Wen Po. β
Lu Zhaoyi summoned Wen Po, who wanted to leave, slowly wandered beside her, paused, and asked, "Do you know whether the child in Concubine Xian's womb is the prince or the emperor?" Bengong thought, if Concubine Xian wakes up and asks, how about it, I have to let Concubine Xian know, right? β
"This..."Wen Po looked around as if embarrassed, wiped her unclean hands, there is nothing bad to ask about such a thing, whether it is the prince or the emperor, they are dead, and the queen mother didn't say that she wouldn't let her say it.
Wen Po sighed and said: "It's a pity, since Zhaoyi Niangniang asked, the slave maid has nothing to say, Concubine Xian Niangniang's womb is a male fetus that has already been formed." β
"Male fetus." Lu Zhaoyi's two willow eyebrows protruded, and the tip of her tongue rolled over the word "male fetus", and then said with relief: "Yes, it's a pity, and I asked Wen Po to place the fetus well." β
"Hey, slave and maid." Wen Po thought about it, went back to the curtain again, and came out with a small package of red silk brocade, passing by the concubines in the palace, all of them avoided it, and hid away as if they were afraid.
Shen Qingjiao's eyes have been following Wen Po out of Chonghua Palace, the red silk brocade is obviously used to wrap the newly-born child, but now, the brocade is wrapped in a ball of red and bright meat, not only was deprived of the opportunity to be born, but also made his biological mother pay a painful price.
Shen Qingjiao closed her eyes suddenly, her stomach churned, and she covered her lips, afraid that a wave of nausea from the bottom of her heart would disturb the child who had just passed away, and it would make him feel uneasy. π.π πΎπ³π©π.π²πΎπ
Shen Qingyao's strange appearance hurriedly asked Honeysuckle to ask in a low voice: "Little master, what's wrong with you?" Uncomfortable? β
"It's fine." Shen Qingjiao shook her head, and walked out of Chonghua Palace with the waves, her eyes were stung by a burst of sunlight outside, she blinked, and slowly walked back to Yaohua Palace under the palace wall in the scorching sun.
Honeysuckle couldn't help but worry: "Little master, but you were scared by that stillbirth?" Your complexion is very bad. β
"I just thought, I knew that the Queen Mother would make a move on the child in Concubine Xian's womb, but I never thought of reminding Concubine Xian, honeysuckle, you say, am I already hard-hearted, or..."
"Little Lord!" Honeysuckle frowned coldly, interrupted Shen Qingjiao, and said the next words for her: "You are not hard-hearted, you can't change the fact that Concubine Xian will have a miscarriage after all, you forgot, in the palace, the last thing you need is sympathy and pity, and hard-hearted people can go to the end!" What's more, even if you tell Concubine Xian, Concubine Xian may not believe it, but she will resent you, resentment that you didn't mention it earlier, and resentment that you are obviously in the same party as the Queen Mother, but she still pretends to remind her. And the concubine has a miscarriage, and she must not be swayed by you. β
Shen Qingjiao looked at Honeysuckle and smiled lightly: "You're right, I saw Wen Po holding that child, and suddenly she fell into a dead end." Honeysuckle, you're right. β
Honeysuckle breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's good that the little master can figure it out, there will be a lot of things like this in the palace in the future." β
"Yes, you can't avoid it, you can only face it head-on" Shen Qingjiao bit the soft flesh on the side of her lips, and staggered the shadows in half a step, causing the scorching sun to spread all over her body, dispelling the chill in her heart, and she asked instead: "Shicai, you said that there is something strange in Chonghua Palace, but what can you detect?" β
Honeysuckle looked around vigilantly, and whispered: "Yes, as soon as the slave maid followed the little master into the hall, he smelled a smell, the slave maid had mentioned to the little master before that he was making a living at home, so he was particularly sensitive to the smell of medicine, I don't know if the little master still remembered what the queen mother said before asking Sanshuang to invite Doctor Zhang to Chonghua Palace?" β
"What?" Shen Qingjiao frowned, and after recalling carefully, she suddenly woke up and said: "It's a candle, I remember that the Queen Mother asked Luoyue to replace all the candles in the palace, saying that the candle flame was about to burn out, and I felt unlucky." I remember that there was a candle burning out behind where we were standing. Are you saying there's a problem with the wax oil, or is there something wrong with the candlestick itself? β
"It's a wick!" Honeysuckle picked one that Shen Qingjiao didn't guess: "Luoyue found someone to remove the candle flame, and the slave maid quietly followed behind her, that is, she recognized that she needed to replace the new candle in order to take time to cook the unburned one, sure enough, it was clear that some of those candles were only half burned, but the Queen Mother said that she felt that it was not bright enough, and there must be something strange in it." The falling moon made people discard in a corner of the side hall, and immediately exchanged for new candles, and the slave took this opportunity to find half of it