Tong Jiarongyue told Jing Ci to take her token and quickly go to the Imperial Hospital to invite the imperial physician.
Regardless, since the person had come to her for help in public, Tong Jia Rongyue couldn't possibly ignore him, just for the sake of her public image.
Following Jing Ci's wishes, Tong Jia Rongyue smiled and sent the other person away. However, after the person left, Tong Jia Rongyue's expression changed from calm to serious. The fact that she was accurately stopped by the other person after leaving the house showed that some people had put in a lot of effort.
Besides, it was said that Consort An was not allowed to go out for several days. How come only the master was restricted, but a maid was able to go out and ask for help?
Tong Jiarongyue sneered at the numerous flaws in the story; she wasn't so easily fooled.
Jing Ci was unaware that the other party suspected her after she left, but even if she knew, she would still do it.
How could a mere maid like her possibly disobey the plan arranged by her master?
Moreover, inviting the imperial physician this time concerns the lives of the mistress and her servant. Offending the Imperial Concubine is better than offending the Emperor. Compared to simply making an enemy, preserving their lives is of course more important.
He was genuinely anxious, and this time Jing Ci's summons of the imperial physician was brief.
Almost as soon as Tong Jiarong met Qianli and gave her some instructions, Jing Ci took the imperial physician back to the side hall.
Wu Yachenglin was lying on the bed, seemingly unconscious. Since she was faking illness, Wu Yachenglin had a good foundation from her previous experience and could be said to be quite adept at it.
The imperial physician opened his medicine box, took Jing Ci's pulse, and soon told him the good news.
"Uya has been pregnant for over a month, but she is a little weak and will need to take good care of herself in the future."
Upon hearing this, Jing Ci first glanced at Wu Ya Cheng Lin, who was lying motionless on the bed, then smiled and thanked the imperial physician. She then asked the physician to prescribe a nourishing medicine before seeing him off.
Of course, before leaving, Jing Ci also took the imperial physician to see Tong Jia Rongyue and others in the main hall. The good news that his master was pregnant must be spread to everyone.
"Really? That's certainly good news."
Tong Jiarong clapped her hands, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
"But Yonghe Palace is in a mess right now, so it might not be good for Yu Wuya to agree to take care of her pregnancy."
Consort Jia followed suit, raising an infuriating topic.
Tong Jiarongyue turned her head, her gaze calmly fixed on Consort Jia sitting to her left. "Consort Jia's meaning is..."
Consort Jia smiled and said, "I didn't mean anything by it. I was just thinking that this happy occasion and the funeral are incompatible."
It's definitely a clash of energies; someone just died on one side, and then the other women in the same palace became pregnant.
Tsk, although being pregnant is a good thing, Jiafei smiled knowingly, thinking that some things at certain times are truly ridiculous.
"Consort Jia is overthinking things. Joy is joy, and sorrow is sorrow. As a concubine, you should set an example in your daily words. There are some things you should say less of."
Tong Jia Rongyue gave a small retort, then instructed Jing Ci to take good care of Wu Ya Cheng Lin. As for whether Wu Ya Cheng Lin should be moved to another palace because of Consort An's death, Tong Jia Rongyue didn't say. After all, she didn't need to create trouble for herself. If she wanted to change palaces, she could ask the Emperor herself.
Seeing this, Jing Ci quietly agreed and then turned to leave.
Compared to the time it took to get to the main hall, Jing Ci was clearly more anxious when he returned.
After pushing open the door to the side hall and closing it again, Jing Ci quickly went to the bedside and woke up Wu Yachenglin.
"Is it all done?"
Wuya Chenglin opened her eyes, and there was no trace of the remnants of her previous fainting spells.
Jing Ci helped Wu Ya Cheng Lin sit up. "My lady, we have already passed the official test."
Seeing that Consort Tong and the others showed no further reaction, it seemed they were unaware of the true situation.
Wu Yacheng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. They don't know, so it's good news for us."
Now that Consort An is gone, we are in the most dangerous situation in Yonghe Palace.
As long as I can get through this with the help of the baby in my belly, there's nothing to be afraid of.
She never expected that the little palace maid she had originally found to cooperate with would become an inside agent for forces outside the palace. Although Consort An eventually took her in, the risk was still considerable. It was still unknown what the Emperor's attitude towards her would be after dealing with Consort An.
Since Wuya Chenglin wouldn't sit idly by and wait for trial, she got pregnant first, hoping the emperor would spare her for the sake of the child in her womb.
"My lady, you have suffered."
Jing Ci sighed at the hardships his master had endured. It was clearly the family's own fault for misjudging people, yet his master was left to bear the brunt of the blame.
Wu Yachenglin shook her head. That's not how it works. Although she was indeed wronged in this matter, she had relied on this person to gain the family's influence when she was in the Qianqing Palace. Although she and her family had conflicts, they were complementary.
"Let's leave it at that. From now on, just focus on the child in your womb."
There's no need to mention it frequently. She's done all she could. Now it's up to the Emperor to decide what to do.
With a heavy sigh, Wu Yacheng felt that everything was completely different from what she had imagined. From the moment Consort An tried to take Yinzhen away, the course of events had changed drastically.
"I haven't had time to keep an eye on Yinzhen lately, so please keep a close eye on him."
It's highly likely that the Emperor will find him another foster mother.
In short, whoever that person is, it certainly isn't just some lowly concubine of hers.
Her status was still too low. Even if she was carrying another imperial heir, it would only be for someone else to bear her child.
The desire for promotion filled her heart. Wu Ya Cheng Lin felt that she could not sit idly by and wait for death. Even if she failed in the end, she had to be brave enough to try.
...
Consort An's funeral was like a gust of wind; it was over and gone in an instant.
Apart from a few loyal servants, no one paid any attention to Consort An.
This is the norm in the palace. Everyone is vying for their own goals, so it's perfectly normal to have fewer people on the way.
With Consort An gone, Yonghe Palace is now empty except for Wuya Chenglin, who remains there to prepare for childbirth.
"I heard that the Fifth Prince has been sent to Shou Kang Palace. I didn't expect the Emperor to be so filial."
After Consort An passed away, everyone was concerned about which family Yinzhen would marry, since there were quite a few concubines in the harem who had no children.
Unexpectedly, Kangxi did not follow the usual procedure and directly sent Yinzhen to Shou Kang Palace to be handed over to the Empress Dowager, catching Consort Yi off guard.
Xiu Ning covered her mouth and laughed out loud. She felt that if she were Consort Yi, she would probably want to cry.
Good heavens, all my hard work over the years has been for nothing, all because of backstabbing and heartlessness.
Chunyu could easily tell that her mistress was gloating. She turned around and flattered her, not forgetting to continue to stab Consort Yi in the back.
Xiuning glared at Chunyu, "You should be forgiving when you can." Of course, she was just saying that; if Chunyu really crossed her line, she wouldn't forgive her.
Chunyu smiled shyly and reached out to help Xiuning to the couch to rest.
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