Chapter 379 Poor
The Queen Mother knew that she couldn't admit it, otherwise she would die here.
But she didn't realize that it was no longer a question of admitting it or not.
Without waiting for her to speak, the Emperor waved his hand and signaled the Jinyi Guards to move the perfume table away.
The Queen Mother's eyes gradually filled with fear.
What did the Emperor mean?
"No need to make perfume for her anymore," the Emperor said without even looking at the Queen Mother, and took out a small bottle from his sleeve and put it on the table: "When she has an attack and is about to die, feed her one pill and keep her alive."
Everyone gasped, and the Queen Mother looked at him in disbelief.
She had already had several attacks, and those feelings were still lingering in her mind, not to mention that the time intervals between attacks had become shorter and shorter in the past few days.
If there is no calming incense...
She imagined the scene and shuddered, her back felt cold.
Seeing the emperor and Jiang Zhiyu turned around and wanted to leave, the empress dowager didn't care about anything anymore. Her teeth trembled and she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "I, I still have a handwritten letter from her. As long as you let her continue to make perfume for me, I will give you this letter."
The emperor paused and looked at her. The
empress dowager's eyes suddenly lit up, and so did Song Shiwei.
She can only prove her worth to the emperor by making perfume. If she doesn't make perfume anymore, after the empress dowager dies, I'm afraid she will be the one.
Song Shiwei stared at Jiang Zhiyu, and she seemed to feel no pain in her body, and her eyes were full of hatred.
It's her again!
Why does she always have to go against herself? !
Originally, I should be the one who convinced the empress dowager today, and the emperor should also look at me differently!
Everything is ruined because of Jiang Zhiyu!
Why can't she stay in the dark corner like she did when she was a child, instead of coming out to make trouble? !
Song Shiwei's chest rose and fell slightly, and it was obvious that she was very angry.
No one noticed her, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the emperor's answer.
[Don't, buddy, you are not really going to agree. ]
[Ask me, I tell you, the letter is hidden in her pillow, and she doesn't let anyone touch it on weekdays. 】
The nervous crowd waited for a chuckle. The Queen Mother looked at the Emperor in confusion, and heard him say, "You don't really think that you are qualified to negotiate with me? Do you think my Jinyiwei are just eating dry meals?"
Although compared with Zhiyu, they do seem to be eating dry meals.
But in order to avoid suspicion, let's put the blame on them first.
The Queen Mother's head exploded, her face turned pale, and her hands were shaking slightly. It was obvious that she was extremely scared.
No! Impossible!
I have hidden it very well for so many years, they can't find it!
She thought so, and struggled to stand up and refute him. The weight on her hand and the sound of the iron chain suddenly reminded her.
I hid very well before, and I was watching all the time, but now I have been tortured here for several days. They have already searched all the places that should be searched. Could they really not find that thing?
Her face was pale, and the emperor stopped looking at her. He went straight into the inner room, leaned back a little, and took out a pillow.
When the empress dowager saw the pillow, she seemed to have lost her backbone, her face was pale, and the emperor did not stop and went straight out of the palace.
[It turns out that the emperor knows where it is. I was scared to death.]
[The Jinyiwei is still useful.]
The emperor holding the pillow: "..."
He didn't show it on his face, but he sneered in his heart.
What's the use, just taking the salary, the efficiency of doing things is pitifully low.
Other things are not possible, but when they kneeled down to beg for mercy and shouted slogans, they were in unison.
Song Shiwei stood in a daze in the palace until one of the Jinyiwei couldn't stand it anymore and reminded her to go see the imperial physician. Song Shiwei then woke up as if from a dream and ran out in a hurry.
The Jinyiwei who reminded her also found it incredible.
Shouldn't a girl go to the imperial physician first at this time, worried about the scar in the future?
Why did this person need others to remind her before she reacted?
...
It's not that Song Shiwei is not afraid, on the contrary, she is extremely afraid.
It's just that there are things more terrifying than this in the palace. It was not
until he entered the Imperial Hospital that Song Shiwei asked the old doctor in a trembling voice: "Do you think the injury is serious? Will it leave a scar?"
The old doctor sighed a few times: "It's okay, it just looks scary."
Song Shiwei breathed a sigh of relief.
After relaxing, he felt a burning gaze staring at him.
Song Shiwei frowned and looked over, stunned: "Empress Duan?"
Concubine Duan turned a deaf ear to him and just stared at Song Shiwei, which made Song Shiwei feel cold in his heart.
"Don't worry, she can't recognize people now." The old doctor treated Song Shiwei's wounds. Seeing that she kept staring at Concubine Duan, he reminded her: "Don't look at her. She is mentally ill now. If you keep staring at her, she will feel threatened and may do something."
As soon as the doctor finished speaking, there was a commotion. When several palace maids shouted, "My queen, slow down," Concubine Duan had already rushed to Song Shiwei.
Song Shiwei subconsciously stepped back a few steps to protect her face.
"Same as me, same as me," Concubine Duan pointed at her with her finger. Everyone looked in the direction of her finger and realized that Concubine Duan was talking about the sachet on Song Shiwei's waist.
Those were actually two completely different sachets, and no matter how you looked at them, they couldn't be seen to be the same.
But since Concubine Duan's current behavior could not be guessed with normal thinking, the people around her had no choice but to follow her.
"Change, change."
Concubine Duan untied her sachet - the more she untied it, the tighter it got. Seeing that Concubine Duan was about to cry, the palace maid behind her came forward to help her untie it.
Concubine Duan took the sachet and put it under Song Shiwei's eyes, and pointed at her sachet.
Song Shiwei frowned slightly, and the maid behind her looked at her with pleading eyes. She sighed, untied the sachet around her waist, and put it in Concubine Duan's hand.
She didn't intend to take Concubine Duan's sachet, and Concubine Duan didn't care. She stuffed it into her arms, then held Song Shiwei's sachet and ran away happily.
The maids followed her.
The room was quiet again. Song Shiwei continued to let the old doctor treat the wound and asked carefully: "What
happened to Concubine Duan..." "She was so shocked that she went crazy."
The old doctor's voice was regretful: "I don't know how she angered the emperor and was demoted. The most favored princess was married off in such a shabby way and was bullied by the palace maids and eunuchs. She thought that life would be better after her son came back, but in the end..."
"After her son came back, they became even more powerful. They couldn't bear the blow and became like this."
"Alas, how pitiful."
The old doctor sighed.
Song Shi nodded slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes because of the old doctor's words, and said with emotion: "Alas, it's no wonder that Concubine Duan can't accept this life in heaven and earth."