The Consort An, whom Xiu Ning described as pitiful, was far more miserable than Xiu Ning knew at the moment.
It's not just that she superficially tried to raise the child but ended up not being able to properly care for him; there's also her own health issue. She had almost recovered, but somehow it suddenly started to deteriorate again.
"Oh, Consort An, I still suggest that you rest in bed for a while and avoid doing anything that might upset your mind, as this could easily cause your wounds, which were almost healed, to break open and relapse."
The white-bearded physician stroked his graying beard, shaking his head three times as he spoke.
Consort An couldn't understand why her wounds were related to something that agitated her mind. Could it be that a bad mood could affect the healing of wounds?
The imperial physician nodded slowly, "That's the idea. The main problem is that Her Majesty's own mental state is unstable, which can easily affect various aspects of her health."
Of course, it was all nonsense. Whatever the imperial physician said made sense. He couldn't possibly tell Consort An that all of this was actually the emperor's idea, and that he was just a fig leaf to cover up the truth.
Yes, in reality, Consort An's wound relapse had absolutely nothing to do with her own mindset. It was the Emperor who instructed them to do something behind the scenes. After drinking completely incompatible medicinal soups, it would be a miracle if Consort An's wound could heal.
A fleeting look of sympathy for Consort An flashed in his eyes. Physician Hu didn't understand why the Emperor was so determined to kill her, but he knew he was just a powerless servant who could only survive by following orders.
There's a saying that goes, "The more you know, the easier it is to die." He had endured so much hardship in the Imperial Hospital, with elderly parents and young children to care for, yet he couldn't resist courting death.
"I understand what Physician Hu has to say."
Consort An had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but the imperial physician Hu who examined her pulse was an old friend with whom she had worked for a long time, and it was impossible for him to cheat her in this way.
Suppressing her unease, Consort An smiled and asked Bao Xing to escort Physician Hu away, while she herself dragged herself back to bed.
Lately, for some reason, as her wounds have relapsed, her energy has been much lower than before. Right now, this inexplicable feeling of drowsiness makes her want to just fall asleep.
No, she needed to wake up and explain something to Baoxing, including to Yinzhen. Even if she couldn't stop Wuya Chenglin, she couldn't let that person have too much contact with the child. There was also her family. Recently, her family had rarely sent any useful information to the palace, and what they sent in most were useless nonsense. She still needed to ask Baoxing to urge them... With these thoughts in a daze, Consort An unconsciously tilted her head and fell asleep.
Outside, Baoxing was seeing Physician Hu off.
Perhaps because he was about to leave, Physician Hu had a change of heart and subtly told Baoxing that Consort An's daily diet still needed to be strictly controlled.
He couldn't stop the Emperor from taking action against Consort An, but he could slow her down. Perhaps he could wait until the Emperor changed his mind, and Consort An wouldn't have to die so young in the palace.
Unfortunately, Baoxing couldn't understand the hidden meaning in Physician Hu's words at all. She only felt that this person was trying to curry favor and ask for money. Immediately, she lost her temper and escorted the person to the palace gate before turning and leaving.
Physician Hu: ...
Alas, what a tragedy!
With a sigh, and especially for the few moments of conscience he felt, Physician Hu picked up his medicine box and returned to the Imperial Hospital.
In May, when the weather wasn't too hot, both Yikun Palace and Jingren Palace experienced a surge in births.
In fact, Guo Luoluo of Yikun Palace first agreed to give birth in the morning, and while everyone was on their way there, they received news that Jingren Palace was in labor.
In this regard, Guo Luoluo's agreement was naturally not as prestigious as Tong Jia Rongyue's. After a brief discussion, everyone turned around and headed to Jingren Palace.
Of course, it wasn't just the concubines in the harem who were snobbish; even Emperor Kangxi in the Qianqing Palace was like that.
Looking at the orderly arrangements made by the palace servants inside and outside Jingren Palace, Xiuning felt that Tong Jia Rongyue would most likely have a safe delivery.
"Now that we're all here, who's in charge of Yikun Palace?"
Consort Jia asked the concubine beside her, her expression not one of curiosity, but rather one of watching the spectacle.
"It should be Consort Yi and Consorts Jing and Duan, since they live relatively close by."
The one who spoke was Consort Hui. Consort Hui always considered herself the head of the Seven Consorts. Although she was not the first of the Seven Consorts to be conferred the title, the eldest son of the Emperor was still alive.
Because of her child, Consort Hui held a high position among the concubines, and some lower-ranking concubines also liked to flatter her.
Just like now, Consort Jia casually asked a question, and Consort Hui, after answering, showed off her rapid access to information. She couldn't stop talking about Prince Yinqi, and occasionally mentioned Emperor Kangxi in the Qianqing Palace, which made Xiuning roll her eyes.
unlucky!
"Your Majesty, let me help you to the main hall to sit down."
Chunyu stepped forward swiftly and helped Xiuning head towards the main hall of the courtyard.
Seeing this, Consort Jia followed closely behind, not forgetting to quickly overtake Xiu Ning, saying, "Consort Jing really knows how to shirk her responsibilities."
Xiuning smiled and said, "The light outside is too bright. My body is not as strong as Consort Jia's, so I can't block it."
Consort Jia scoffed upon hearing this, "That's a good excuse."
Xiu Ning stopped talking. In any case, she was not afraid of Consort Jia, but there was no need to fight her to the death.
When the others saw the two turn and leave the courtyard, they immediately realized that they shouldn't have suffered outside.
They formed small groups of two or three and headed to the main hall, then found suitable seats to sit down.
Before long, with the announcement of the Emperor's arrival, Kangxi led his entourage into the palace.
A bright yellow imperial robe came into Xiuning's view, and she bowed and greeted the others.
Please have a seat.
Emperor Kangxi waved his hand, then walked to Consort Jia's side and inquired about Tong Jia Rongyue's condition.
Unlike before, Consort Jia was not sharp-tongued and described the situation very frankly.
These were originally the messages spoken by the servants waiting outside the delivery room, but now they were all coming from Consort Jia's mouth.
"Liang Jiugong, go and ask the Imperial Concubine how she is doing."
Kangxi nodded, then beckoned Liang Jiugong over to ask him questions, while he himself rested his chin on his hand and fell into deep thought.
The emperor fell silent, and the others, not daring to say anything more, kept quiet and became mere background figures.
A short while later, Liang Jiugong came in from outside. He first congratulated the Emperor, and then said that good news had just been sent from Yikun Palace: Guo Luoluo had agreed to give birth safely and had given the Emperor a little princess.
"Everything is going smoothly here for the Imperial Concubine. The midwife says that she should be able to give birth smoothly in about half an hour."
"good"
Emperor Kangxi slammed his fist on the table and ordered Liang Jiugong to send someone to Guo Luoluo to deliver the reward.
Liang Jiugong agreed, and as soon as he left, the congratulations of the concubines to the emperor rang out behind him.
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