Chapter 429: Revenge of the Emperor

Zichu thought without saying anything. Linglong quickly ordered the little maid to retreat and asked, "Princess, are you worried about something?"

Zichu shook his head and did not answer, but his face looked solemn. Obviously, he felt that the matter was very suspicious.

Linglong said to herself on the side: "But according to the maidservant, if this matter is really done by the queen, the queen is also confused. Ye Guiren now lives in the Qionghua Hall next to Fengyi Palace, which is regarded as a person in the queen's palace. She was born noble, beautiful and spoiled. Now that she has made such a mistake, doesn't the queen worry about the emperor's blame?

"Somehow, I suddenly have a headache." Zichu stroked his forehead and rubbed it twice, "Qiaoyi, go and invite Dr. Yu to see his pulse. Linglong went to prepare some tonics. Well, you sent the best Xueyan rewarded by the emperor last time to Ye Guiren in person.

Linglong came back for a moment and asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, but today's fetal movement is less than usual. Please come and have a look. Don't worry."

Zichu shook her head and sighed softly, "The Empress is not a reckless and impulsive person. Ye Guiren is very strange, and there is nothing in it. It's just that I can't think of a head for a moment, and I have a headache. It's okay for the imperial doctor to take a look at the pulse, and it can also be cleaner to the outside world.

Linglong nodded when she heard the words and was deeply convinced, "The relationship between the emperor and the queen has long been openly opposed. Now that Shen Guicubine is pregnant, the women in the other palace have long been uncomfortable. Although this matter has nothing to do with us, we are afraid that there will be small life events behind our backs, so it's better to avoid it.

Zichu smiled faintly and said, "I can't avoid it. Let's talk about it later."

"If you want to avoid it, there is naturally a way." Linglong added some tea to the teacup and turned around and smiled, "But seriously, the most uncomfortable person in the harem must be the Empress Xi! At first, she was also pregnant with a dragon, but unfortunately she couldn't give birth later. The emperor felt sorry for her pain of losing her son, so he made her one of the four concubines. Nowadays, there are many newcomers in the harem. The emperor doesn't often go to her palace, but he makes Shen Guicubine pregnant. Now there are still----"

"She is young and has opportunities in the future. Besides, she is always the emperor's concubine. There is no need to talk about it later." Zichu raised his hand to interrupt her, but heard the little maid outside say, "Princess, Mrs. Shangguan sent someone to send a message, and now she is waiting outside the door."

I heard that Song Zilan sent someone to see himself. Zi was thinking that there must be something wrong, so he ordered:

"Linglong, I'm not feeling well. Go and invite Cuihua in." Zichu pulled out and shook, lay down with loose hair, only sitting in a lazy and powerless state.

This Cuihua was originally Song Zilan's confidant. Now she came in and asked quickly, "Please say hello to the princess. Why is the mother uncomfortable?"

Zichu ordered her to sit down and leaned on the soft pillow and smiled, "It's okay. It's just that I got up early and was a little tired. I've already asked someone to call an imperial doctor and have a rest."

After thanking Cuihua for sitting down, he sat diagonally with a hesitant look on his face. Could it be that: "This is really unfortunate."

"What? Just let me know if you have anything to say.

"It's nothing, originally----" Cuihua sighed and said, "Princess, forgive me. Originally, you are pregnant now. At the most difficult time, my master doesn't want to annoy you. However, in the past few days, the third lady came to her every day and cried that after Aunt Zhang of Songfu adopted the two children, there was no place for her in the house now. The third lady wanted to find a suitable marriage as soon as possible, so she left the house and no longer was angry. But this matter is very difficult now. My elders also managed to deal with it, but there was nothing she could do. Miss San's reputation is too bad now, and any better family in the capital is unwilling to have anything to do with her. My master was really upset by her crying and felt that this matter was very strange, so I would like to ask your mother to come over and discuss this matter. Or if it's convenient for her to come to the palace another day to discuss with you.

"Yes? Linglong--" Zichu struggled to sit up, greeted Linglong to bring his coat, and then went down to bed with embroidered shoes. He held the edge of the bed and said, "Since it's my sister has something to do, let's go there quickly..." Before he finished speaking, he saw Qiaoyi lift the curtain and came in and replied, "Mother, Dr. Yu invited you here."

Seeing this, Cuihua hurriedly said, "The Empress is not feeling well. Lie down quickly. It's even worse to suffer from the wind. When I go back to show my wife, make other ideas, and come back to talk later.

"Linglong, go out to see Cuihua off."

Wait for everyone to go out, Qiao Yi saw that Zichu didn't look well and hurriedly asked, "Mother, but do you feel very uncomfortable? Do you want me to inform the prince now?"

"It's okay. Let Dr. Yu sit back in the side hall again." Zichu lifted the brocade quilt and got out of bed, said what Cuihua had just said, looked out of the window and said, "Song Zilan is honest now, but she has never thought about going deeper. Song Ziqing's matter is very close to this palace and the prince. If I go there, I will naturally throw the hot potato over. Nowadays, there are rumors, and everyone outside are saying that there is a gap between me and my mother's sisters and brothers, and it's just that they haven't sbroken off their relationship. If I really take over this matter, I don't know how much trouble it will make.

Qiaoyi also knew how serious the matter was and hurriedly said, "Mother, it's very appropriate for you to deal with it like this. In fact, Mrs. Nangong didn't have any bad intentions. Didn't she help you argue with the ladies face to face that day? If it's just for Song Ziqing, she is really not worth being angry with.

"I know, don't persuade me." Zichu picked up the little silver scissors on the table and walked to the bonsai. "Cocked" and twisted off a sudden branch. "As long as it doesn't matter, it's up to her to go."

"Mother, this matter----" Qiaoyi said halfway, but heard a noise outside, and then the bodyguard said loudly, "Your Majesty, go back to the palace!"

So he quickly shut his mouth and rushed out.

Zichu still lay back **. Just after the quilt, Jun Yuchen strode in and came in. "Cchu, I heard that you are sick. Why do you have a good headache? Have you come to see it?

Zichu nodded, snuggled into her husband's arms weakly, and said delicately, "It's nothing, but I was a little worried about Ye Guiren's petty last night, and I didn't sleep well all night. Well, you just came down from the top. Did you hear any news? What the hell is going on?"

Jun Yusun was a little moved when he said this, and his tone was slightly improved. "Those quack doctors can't even see a happy pulse? The emperor's children were mistaken by them for nothing. I really don't know what's the use of retaining them?!"

"The imperial doctor is also unintentional. In fact, why don't they want to have a good pulse? How precious the children in this palace are! That's related to the life!"

Zichu thought for a moment and advised, "Now there are still Shen Guicubines who is pregnant. If people die to add anger to the palace, it's better to kick them out for ease."

"Oh, you said the same thing as the Queen." Junyu was slightly surprised and said strangely, "If the queen hadn't been banned now, I would have thought you had agreed."

There is something wrong with Zi's original intention, and he is a little distracted.

"At the beginning, what's wrong with you today? Why did you lose your soul?" Jun Yuchen said, and his eyebrows were very worried. He tweaved the brocade quilt with his own hands, "What did the imperial doctor say?" It's better to spread a few more so as not to make any mistakes in the words of the family.

"Nothing, I just want to have a quiet rest." Zichu saw that he took off the soft boots on his feet and exposed the snow-white silk silk stockings. He smiled and said, "Who made the socks? It's good to work."

"Will you also be jealous? I don't believe it." Junyu simply took off his socks and turned around and said, "Isn't that going to happen? Let me lie next to you for a while, and the two of us talk quietly.

"No, this is even worse." Zichu's stubborn heart suddenly rose and shook his head repeatedly and said, "I was originally headache and dizzy. I'm afraid I won't get out of bed for three days..."

Jun Yuchen was stunned when he heard the words and laughed again, "What did you say just now? If I can't get out of bed for three days, I'm not afraid. I'll stay with you for three days.

Zichu's face was hot, and he quickly turned the topic and said, "How's Ye Guiren?"

"Oh..." Jun Yuchen suddenly restrained his smile and sighed, "I'm not sure. The royal brother said he had seen it early in the morning, but she was so sad that she cried. She was not a person who had a sexual nature, but she didn't say anything."

"Well, I don't know her well. Let's have a look later."

"Well, that's fine." Jun Yuchen said and lay down next to him and closed his eyes slightly. "Actually, I'm also a little tired. Yesterday, after I got it for the memorial, I'll get up later."

Zichu agreed and covered him with a quilt. The two lay down. After a while, she woke up, but Jun Yuchen was really sleepy. She didn't wake up until the end of the time. After a hasty lunch, she went forward again.

In the afternoon, Linglong went to Ye Guiren and came back and said, "Alas, Ye Guiren still cried. No wonder it's hard to get pregnant, so it's delayed.

He opened the box in his hand and said, "Ye Guiren asked me to bring back the snacks, saying that there was nothing to thank the master and the prince's concern. When he got better, he would invite the princess to talk to him. These snacks were made by Caixia, the maidservant beside her. Everyone in the palace said that she was good at craftsmanship and the authentic Leizhou dim sum flavor."

Zhuqi's octagonal exquisite double-layer box, the snacks are still exquisite and small, and it can be seen that all kinds of matching have been painstaking. Zichu smiled and said, "It seems that Ye Guiren should be fine. At this time, he still knows that he wants to return my gift. I believe it will not take long to recover."

After Zichu finished speaking, he had a little exploration of Ye Guisheng. Thinking about this, it will only make her understand more. With so many women in the harem, which one doesn't desperately invite favors? Even if you are now spoiled, why don't you walk on thin ice every day? Ordinary men are not sure yet. How can the grace of the Son of Heaven last forever?

The woman in the harem endured and endured like a beautiful flower. If you can't stand it, you can pour it down as medicine slag. If you have survived, you have experienced nine deaths and seven injuries. If you persist for a long time, you will always slowly become a body that will not be broken.

After thinking so much, Zichu couldn't help but feel a little cold. The gold thread beads between the earrings were also particularly heavy. They were taken off and put on the table. The rose stone pendant rolled a few times, the golden needle at the end was as curved as a fish hook, and the golden leaves as small as melon seeds in the thin beads reflected the yellow glow. He looked at it for half a day and sighed softly, "Linglong, you go to study ink, and then find the bamboo leaf silk of the old year. You want to write a few words to calm down."

"Princess, you are still the same as before." Linglong looked for something and smiled and said, "In the past, when I was in Yunzhou Palace, the Empress always said that she would write down her troubles and throw them away. Now think about it, there is still some truth."

Zichu spread out the silk paper with a smile and lowered his head and brushed his head: "Whether it's a happy or sad life, isn't it still such a day? In this case, why bother to look sad?"