"Then you may continue with your work. I will take my leave now. If there is anything you need, please have someone send a message to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and I will certainly take care of it for Your Majesty."
After the head steward of the Imperial Household Department finished speaking, he bowed to Zuo Qianrou.
Then he left Qingfeng Garden.
Consort Zhen sat in her own palace.
Looking at the boxes of gifts from afar, Mou Guang was momentarily lost in thought.
She thought back to when she first entered the palace, Emperor Yuanwu treated her the same way.
Flowers don't bloom for a hundred days.
But she hasn't even reached 100 days yet.
It has already been abandoned.
Consort Zhen suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.
"Pearl, quickly summon the imperial physician! I...I have a stomachache!" Consort Zhen clutched her stomach with both hands. Her face turned deathly pale, and large beads of sweat streamed down her forehead.
Startled, Pearl hurriedly put down what she was holding, took Zhenpin's arm with both hands, and helped her walk towards the bed in the palace.
After taking only a few steps, Consort Zhen suddenly stopped.
She could clearly feel a warm current flowing through her lower body.
It’s over!
child!
Consort Zhen's already pale face instantly turned even paler.
Emperor Yuanwu and the imperial physician arrived at Qingfeng Garden almost one after the other.
Upon hearing the sound, Zuo Qianrou also rushed over in a panic.
"What on earth happened? How could she suddenly have a miscarriage? How have you servants been taking care of your Empress? Drag you all out and give her thirty lashes with a stick!" Emperor Yuanwu's face turned ashen with rage.
You should know that there haven't been any children in this palace for a long time.
The imperial physician repeatedly instructed Consort Zhen to rest in bed.
This Consort Zhen isn't taking good care of herself.
Does this mean they really don't want this child anymore?
Emperor Yuanwu was so angry that he trembled all over.
Consort Zhen lay weakly on the bed when she heard Emperor Yuanwu ordering all the palace servants to be dragged away and flogged.
She forced herself to sit up in bed.
"Your Majesty, it is all my fault. Please punish me and spare all the servants in the palace," Consort Zhen pleaded.
"If the master makes a mistake, it's because we servants are ignorant. Don't you know that your empress is frail and pregnant?" Emperor Yuanwu shouted.
"Your Majesty, please forgive us! This servant deserves to die! Please spare this servant, Your Majesty!" All the servants in the palace knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Emperor Yuanwu.
Looking at Emperor Yuanwu's gloomy face, Wu Jixiang originally wanted to say a few words of advice.
But the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back.
He frowned deeply, wondering what to do.
Zuo Qianrou, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up.
"Your Majesty, my sister is already in labor. If Your Majesty punishes all the servants in Qingfeng Garden now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for my sister to arrange it."
Zuo Qianrou took a step toward the Emperor and curtsied, saying, "Why doesn't Your Majesty have the imperial physician arrange for my sister's punishment first, and we can discuss that later?"
Emperor Yuanwu let out a heavy sigh: "Didn't you all hear what Consort Zuo said? What are you all doing kneeling here? Why aren't you taking good care of your consort?"
The servant kneeling on the ground trembled slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not punishing me. Thank you, Consort Zuo."
Consort Zhen turned her gaze and glanced in the direction of Emperor Yuanwu.
I really underestimated Zuo Qianrou.
No wonder she was the first woman chosen by Emperor Yuanwu during the imperial concubine selection.
After entering the palace, she became the first concubine to gain favor.
She had delicate features and a refined, scholarly air about her.
But I never expected him to be such a cunning person.
I'll have to be careful living in the same palace as her from now on.
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