Chapter 89 Your Majesty, Look!

I don’t know who came in and forgot to close the door.

Or maybe the wind was too cold and blew into the hall.

Bai Wutong felt extremely cold, and even his body was a little stiff.

She leaned on Chan'er and absorbed her body warmth.

Chan'er was also so frightened that she couldn't move. She knew about the purse!

The Queen did give Lord Jin one. If it is found out, it will be the end...

The Queen picked up the handkerchief again and coughed softly, "Your Majesty, this is actually a simple matter. As long as we find the purse, we can determine whether it is true or false. Concubine Zhao, maybe it's not too late for you to tell the truth now."

Bai Wutong bit off the tip of his tongue, using the pain to stimulate himself to calm down.

How could she die here when she hadn't yet taken revenge and gotten rid of the imperial concubine?

She wants to live, she must live!

Bai Wutong didn't dare to turn around and wink at Jin Zhi, "Your Majesty, I have never given you a purse."

Now she could only place her hope on—Jin Zhi never wore the purse on him.

Jin Weige, who was standing aside, looked pale but still strong and calm. She prayed secretly in her heart that her brother would never wear the purse on him.

I had made a scene once before, so he should be more cautious...

Zhang Chengyan turned his cold eyes and looked directly at the person in front of him, as if there was an invisible pressure, "Search."

Jin Zhi knelt on the ground, his body tense, but unable to resist. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he had accepted it.

Lin Sheng bowed to him and began to search without any hesitation.

After a moment.

A white purse suddenly appeared.

I gave it to him myself!

Bai Wutong felt as if the world was spinning around him and he was falling into an icy cave.

Is it possible... that she is really going to die here today?

She was too careless at the beginning!

He was thinking of pulling Jin Zhi to his side and using him for future use, but he never imagined this day would come!

She might not be able to take revenge, nor would she have a chance to escape like Li Nu.

She is just an ordinary woman now. In this heavily guarded palace, she cannot escape at all and will only die faster.

Thinking of this, Bai Wutong felt infinitely sad.

Dad, Mom, I'm sorry...

"emperor!"

A cry suddenly rang out.

Jin Weige, who was standing beside him, stood up and said in a loud voice, "This purse was given to my brother by me. How did it become Zhaopin's?"

She pointed at the maid who was swearing, "How dare you, a lowly servant, slander my brother so casually! Your Majesty, if you don't believe me, I will embroider it for you to see!"

Jin Weige immediately asked Xiyue to get the needle and thread, and started embroidering without waiting for Zhang Chengyan to speak.

Her hands couldn't stop shaking and she pricked her fingertips several times, but she didn't care and pricked out a tiny leaf in the fastest time.

"Your Majesty, look!"

Wang Decai presented the embroidery.

The other one is the purse on Jin Zhi's body.

Comparing the two, the needle techniques are the same.

The queen next to her narrowed her eyes slightly. The maid definitely didn't have the courage to lie.

There is only one possibility, this is what Jin Weige learned on the spot.

Or rather, she would have done so.

The queen coughed lightly and said, "From this point of view, the needlework does seem to be the same. But for something like a purse, you can't just look at the needlework."

Zhang Chengyan's heart, which had originally felt relieved, jumped again.

That’s right, the purse is also a sachet. In addition to embroidery, some spices are also placed inside.

The usage habits of this spice can also tell who made it.

Everyone has different preferences. For example, the Queen Mother prefers sandalwood, while the Queen likes peony.

Zhang Chengyan opened Jin Zhi's purse and was filled with fragrance, a smell that seemed quite familiar.

He waved and called over the palace servant who knew about scents, "What's here?"

Bai Wutong's heart was beating like a drum. She only liked to use a few kinds of spices. The spices in Jin Zhi's purse were almost the same as what she usually used.

She hadn't yet recovered from Jin Weige's actions and was forced to face fear again.

The maid took it carefully and poured the contents onto the incense tray. "Your Majesty, this is Cyperus rotundus, black incense, Patchouli, and Linglingxiang. In addition, this is Xuantai ginseng and dried pine nuts. Judging from the color and smell, it has been here for some time."

Jin Weige's face, which was originally pale, instantly turned red with excitement. "Your Majesty, this is the recipe that I loved to use the most back then. Have you forgotten? Before I entered the palace, I made a purse for Your Majesty, and I used this recipe."

Zhang Chengyan then remembered that it was no wonder that the smell was familiar; it turned out to be the purse from that time.

Bai Wutong's originally desperate heart came alive again at this moment.

She didn't understand why Jin Weige knew her own needlework skills, and why the things in the purse changed.

But she understood that perhaps the situation had turned from dangerous to safe.

Jin Zhi looked calm, as if he was not the one being framed. "Your Majesty, this purse was indeed given to me by Concubine Jin. I thought it was no problem, so I wore it every day. I never thought it would be used by a villain."

When he first received the purse, he wore it every day.

Every time I smell the fragrance, it seems to come from the white phoenix tree.

He always couldn't help but get caught up in it.

In order to stop myself from having random thoughts every day, I randomly searched around the house, mixed one of the recipes, and stuffed it in.

The original spices are still well preserved, but they are in the secret compartment of the Jin Mansion's study, and ordinary people cannot find them at all.

Duan Chunrou picked up the teacup and said, "Your Majesty, I also think this matter is strange. If Concubine Zhao really had an affair with Lord Jin, how could she be so bold as to do this? It's ok for her to carry the token of love with her, but for the palace servants to see it, it's a bit of a coincidence."

After saying this, she lowered her head and sipped her tea.

Chun Xing, who was standing next to her, was so frightened that she shuddered all over and quickly touched Duan Chunrou gently.

If someone really framed this matter, he must be a big shot in the palace, and it is still unknown which concubine was behind it.

My master is just a beauty, but she dares to speak for Concubine Zhao. Isn't this offending people?

Duan Chunrou ignored him, put down her teacup and continued watching the show.

Zhang Chengyan's expression softened a little.

That’s true, it seems that this purse was not given by Bai Wutong.

This means that it is unlikely that they are having an affair, but rather that they are more likely to be framed.

Jin Weige knew Zhang Chengyan best. Seeing his expression, she knew that he was not as angry as before. She quickly took the opportunity to say, "Your Majesty, I didn't know before that my needlework was so similar to that of Concubine Zhao. Someone must have discovered this and deliberately set up a trap to make Your Majesty suspicious."

"Whether this Zhaopin is a good person or not, I don't know, but my brother has been stationed in the southern border for many years, driving away the barbarians and taking back the lost cities. All these things are enough to show that my brother is loyal to you. Some time ago, the Queen Mother wanted to arrange a marriage for my brother, but my brother rejected it."

"I grew up with my brother and have never seen him fall in love with any woman. How could he possibly like Zhaopin? She is so thin..." Jin Weige stopped talking and continued, "Your Majesty, what you like is naturally good. I have no other intentions, but most men in this world don't like Zhaopin like this."

Zhang Chengyan no longer held the red sandalwood bead, but let it fall into his palm, "That does make sense."

Everyone in this world loves plump women.

Bai Wutong is beautiful, but if she were to live among the common people, even the poorest slaves might not marry her.

The queen lowered her eyes slightly, suppressing the coldness in them, and took off the handkerchief again.

Fortunately, she prepared more than just one person.

In the crowd.

A young palace maid gritted her teeth and knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, I... I have something to say! I saw with my own eyes that Concubine Zhao and Lord Jin were having a secret meeting. That day, I went out to work, and because I was too tired, I fell asleep in a small garden not far from Zhaochun Palace. When I woke up, it was already dark."

"I am timid and dare not go out at night. I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. At this moment, I saw Lord Jin, who entered Zhaochun Palace from the backyard. Although I don't know what happened afterwards, Lord Jin did go to Concubine Zhao's courtyard at night."

Chan'er behind Bai Wutong trembled.

When Bai Wutong first revealed her pregnancy, Jin Zhi did come.

Bai Wutong felt the trembling in her body and glanced sideways slightly.

Chan'er was so frightened that her face turned pale and even her lips lost their color.

No, we can’t let the mastermind behind this continue, otherwise he might really be exposed.

Her previous threat of using the royal heir might not have been effective.

But now that the suspicion has been cleared, if the miscarriage happens again, the emperor should be soft-hearted.

Bai Wutong pinched Chan'er hard, then covered her stomach and fell on her in pain, "Your Majesty, my stomach hurts so much!"

Chan Er came back to her senses and trembled as she shouted, "Quick, quick, someone come!"

Zhang Chengyan stood up, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally spoke, "Call the imperial physician over."

After a moment.

The imperial physician is here.

The Queen Mother also came with them.

"What's going on?" The Queen Mother heard the news and hurried over. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the room, she saw that Bai Wutong had a miscarriage.

The imperial physician came forward to feel the patient's pulse, and his face changed greatly. "Oh, this is bad. The Empress has been greatly stimulated, and her pulse is rapid and disorderly. Quick, go get some ginseng slices and keep the Empress on an emergency basis."

"My queen, you must hold on to your breath and don't lose it, otherwise the heir to the throne may not be saved!"

Bai Wutong looked at Zhang Chengyan and raised his hand weakly. Her little face looked aggrieved and painful, and her eyes were especially red because she had been crying.

Zhang Chengyan didn't move, just watched.

"Your Majesty, as long as you believe in me, I will fight to the death to protect the child. But if you don't believe in me, I..."

Without waiting for Zhang Chengyan to reply, the imperial physician jumped up and said, "Oh my! These are twins!"