Chapter 182: One Helping Hand
"Niangniang, according to your instructions, the slave maid has more contact with Sanshuang, although she can't enter the Ci'an Palace to take a look, but the Queen Mother is really not good."
Li Yun stood aside, and Jiang Guifei used a silver pick to pull the lamp oil in the copper cup, and said lightly: "Go on." β
"Yes." Li Yun suddenly crossed a trace of happiness on his face and said: "The queen mother is now calling the heavens and the earth to be ineffective, and even drinking medicine is forced to be poured down by the palace maids, and the slaves and maids listen to the meaning of the frost, the queen mother is unwilling, so they have to use ideas, otherwise, the saint will blame them, and they can't stand it." β
Jiang Guifei snorted disdainfully, and said in disgust: "For the sake of their own lives, they naturally can't care about what happens to the Queen Mother." Bengong spared her life at the beginning, just to let her taste the pain of life is worse than death. Death is the fastest way to get rid of it in the palace, only to live, life is better than death. β
"Who's to say it isn't." Li Yun slowly walked to the side of the concubine couch with Jiang Guifei in her arms: "If it weren't for the Queen Mother, Niangniang would not have ended up with lifelong infertility." So now, the Queen Mother is tied hand and foot and can't move, and she is also her own sin. β
Speaking of herself, Jiang Guifei only sighed deeply, she didn't invite a medical officer to take a look, there are more than a dozen up and down, but if you can't give birth anymore, you can't give birth anymore, Jiang Guifei is also dead in the end, but she dreamed back at midnight, and the wetness on the pillow still showed her unwillingness. π Ό.πππ»π©π.π ²πΎπ Ό
"What about the Queen? How so? β
Li Yun's eyes dodged, and he said in a low voice: "The queen mother's slave maid there is a little bit of effort, according to the queen mother's original personal palace maid Jinping's words, the queen mother is to show filial piety in front of the saint, so every other time she goes to the Ci'an Palace to serve the queen mother, every time the queen mother goes, the palace people untie the cloth strips on the queen mother's body, but in this way, the queen mother suffers." β
"Although the Queen Mother has become like this, she still has the strength, sometimes she is ruthless, and it takes a cup of tea to tie her hands and feet for a long time, not to mention that she is not restrained. Therefore, the queen mother pretended to be courteous, but she was always injured by mistake, sometimes she was burned by the decoction, sometimes she was scratched by broken porcelain, and once, the queen mother actually put her head on the queen's mother, and the queen mother fell on the spot, and was so frightened that she immediately returned to Fengluan Palace. β
"The Queen Mother is really crazy?!" When Jiang Guifei heard this, the surprise and joy in her eyes welled up together, and she almost laughed on the spot: "This palace just made her suffer from stroke paralysis, but it didn't make her lose her heart, hahaha, the queen is so precious to her stomach, in this way, doesn't she hate the queen mother to death?" β
"Mother is right." The corners of Li Yun's mouth hooked, and the last bit of news was revealed: "After returning to Fengluan Palace, the queen mother made a big fire, and she didn't want to go again, but the saint went up once, and it was rare to praise the queen mother's filial piety in serving the queen mother, Niangniang, you say, the queen mother will go next, go or not?" β
"Of course I have to go!" Jiang Guifei was as lazy as a delicate flower, and her expression was full of ridicule: "When have you ever seen the saint praise the queen?" For the praise of this idea, the queen has to go if she doesn't go. But if you go, you won't be able to keep the golden bump in your stomach and the queen mother will be gone. β
"Then why don't you think of a way for the queen?" Li Yun smiled softly, but the words he said were terrifying: "This palace should also be clean and clean." β
"Hmph." Jiang Guifei smiled coldly, the ridicule on her face faded rapidly, she hooked her fingertips at Liyun, and commanded: "As long as the queen has this heart, then this palace is willing to help her, you have more contact with this palace maid called Jinping Jinping, this palace remembers that she was very embarrassed in front of the queen before, and she must not be willing to succumb to Mo Chun." As for the Queen Mother, if you go and prepare a colorless and tasteless medicine that can take human life, the palace will definitely give their aunt and nephew a big gift. β
"Yes."
Li Yun respectfully retreated, and heard Jiang Guifei say: "Count the days, the queen's fetus will soon be three months old, and the palace is conscientious enough, pick a time, and it is time for Ji Zhaoyi to get ready." β
The night is like ink, but there are still candles in a few palaces, the inner hall of Fengluan Palace, the queen slowly lay down, drank one sip after another of the fetal decoction, there is no gap between the eyebrows, since the fall in the Ci'an Palace, the queen is angry, always feel that the body is not good, therefore, the fetal decoction is a bowl after bowl these days.
"Okay, okay, don't drink the residue at the bottom." The queen covered her mouth and nose and turned her head away in disgust, Mo Chun immediately understood, put down the medicine bowl and gently pressed her calf for the queen.
"Niangniang, don't blame the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother is sick, and there are people who are unhappy."
"She's not happy, what is she doing in this palace?" The queen snorted angrily, and her voice was a little higher and said, "Don't you know that this palace is pregnant?" It's so sick and confused! Even if you are sick with such a clear mind, it is better to die early, which is also reassuring. β
Mo Chun's eyelashes twitched, but she still pressed the queen's leg lightly, after the queen said this, she consciously lost her words, but the impatience and disgust in her eyes couldn't be turned out, she pulled the handkerchief in her hand and said: "You said that the saint didn't send a medical officer to take care of the queen mother, what does this mean?" β
Mo Chun raised his head, thought for a while, and said, "Even if the Queen Mother's illness is taken care of by a medical officer, it will be like this." That's why the Holy One withdrew. It's just a mother, regardless of the queen mother