Huayang Palace.
Fu Qianyu looked at her three sons sleeping soundly and felt extremely satisfied.
Lingyun lifted the curtain and came in, reporting quietly: "Your Majesty, Luzhu has been sent to Zichen Palace, but I am a little worried. What if she refuses to say anything?"
Fu Qianyu stroked her son's eyebrows and said calmly, "Although Luzhu is a loyal servant, facing the coldness and ruthlessness of Rou Zhaoyi, how could she not be heartbroken? If Rou Zhaoyi could keep her this time, perhaps she would really keep silent, but you also saw everything that happened in Yanxue Palace before."
Lingyun nodded: "I hope Luzhu can judge the situation, otherwise, our efforts will be in vain."
Ever since she knew that Concubine Rou was Liu's sister, Fu Qianyu had placed spies in Yanxue Palace.
As long as Zhao Yuancheng became suspicious of Rou Zhaoyi, the first person to be interrogated would definitely be Lu Zhu.
The reason why Lu Zhu fell ill and talked nonsense was simply because she was drugged. Otherwise, Rou Zhaoyi would not have been forced to kill Lu Zhu.
In addition, Concubine Rou's indifference towards Prince Xuanshou had already made Lu Zhu disheartened.
In this deep palace, there is nothing more terrifying than the separation between master and servant.
On a moonless night with dark clouds, the air is stuffy and humid, like a huge rock pressing on one's chest.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning tore through the clouds, illuminating the sky and also illuminating Zhao Yuancheng's dark face.
Heavy rain is coming.
Zhu Yu was trembling with fear.
Lu Zhu's words were still ringing in his ears. He could never have imagined that the seemingly peaceful Concubine Rou was actually planning such a vicious thing.
I originally thought she was a small flower growing in the fields that no one cared about. It looked harmless, but it was actually highly poisonous.
Master Zhu Yu and his disciple looked over through the door curtain.
Zhao Yuancheng had been standing at the window for an hour. Xiao Dezi said worriedly, "Master, the emperor hasn't slept well these past few days. If he continues like this, I'm afraid his body won't be able to hold on. How about I ask the imperial physician to come and take a look?"
Zhu Yu sighed, "I know what you said, but the emperor is worried about this, and even if the imperial physician comes, it will be useless."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the emperor holding his chest and suddenly vomiting blood. The two people outside the house were frightened and hurriedly shouted to call the imperial physician!
The Zichen Palace was suddenly in chaos.
The emperor has not been in good health for the past two years, but he has been in good health thanks to the daily care of the imperial physician. However, now he is in trouble because of the incident involving Concubine Rou and the hard work he has endured during this period.
All the diseases hidden in the body were suddenly stimulated.
When the imperial physician arrived, Zhao Yuancheng had already fainted. Everyone's heart was in their throat. Imperial Physician Xun quickly gave him acupuncture and finally saved the emperor.
Zhu Yu knelt aside and said he wanted to report to the Queen Mother and the Imperial Noble Consort, but was stopped by Zhao Yuancheng: "The Queen Mother is old, and we must not disturb her. As for the Imperial Noble Consort..."
Mentioning Fu Xiyu, Zhao Yuancheng's eyes were filled with guilt: "The three children cannot do without her. Let Concubine Xi come over. Also, what happened tonight must not be made public..."
"Yes, I obey your order."
Just as Zhu Yu was about to leave, Xiao Dezi came in despite the rain and happily reported, "Your Majesty, someone from Jingyang Palace reported that Concubine Lian gave birth to the seventh prince half an hour ago. Both mother and child are safe. Also, someone from Huayang Palace said that the little princes' high fever has subsided!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
Everyone knelt down, and a reassuring smile gradually appeared on Zhao Yuancheng's pale cheeks: "Okay, okay, all is well."
"Issue an order: Concubine Lian, for her meritorious service in giving birth to a royal heir, shall be promoted to the position of Zhaoyi immediately. The prince's name shall be Xiang! The enthronement ceremony shall be held concurrently with the prince's full moon."
Xiang means to help.
The emperor's move was equivalent to announcing to the world that the position of crown prince belonged to Huayang Palace.
The next morning, after learning that Consort Lian had given birth to a daughter, Fu Qianyu instructed Peirong to deliver a lot of things.
The fact that the emperor vomited blood and fainted was not reported. It was only known that Zhao Yuancheng caught a cold and summoned Concubine Xi to the Zichen Palace to take care of him.
Others may not know this, but Xiao Dezi had already passed this news to Fu Qianyu's ears.
While serving breakfast to her master, Lingyun sighed, "The Emperor seemed so healthy in the past, but I didn't realize his body has been drained away for a long time. It seems that Concubine Rou is determined to kill the Emperor."
Fu Qianyu's expression was indifferent: "Since the emperor doesn't want anyone to know, why should we bother with that? Just give orders. Our palace will be closed to visitors until the emperor recovers."
"Yes, I've made note of it."
Ling Yun's brows lit up with joy as she recalled something. "Oh, right, the princess sent someone with a message yesterday. She said that although the battle with the Da'an Kingdom was difficult in the early stages, since the enemy's food supplies were burned, they've been losing. I think they'll be able to return to the capital soon. Prince Gong was afraid that the second young lady would worry, so he sent someone to deliver the message back to the capital first."
"Amitabha."
Fu Qianyu put down her chopsticks, clasped her hands together, and chanted a Buddhist mantra: "The war has lasted for three months, and a letter from home is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Today, the only thing that can truly make me happy is that my family is safe."
"That's not the only good news." Lingyun added, "The Second Miss is pregnant again."
"Really?" Fu Qianyu's eyebrows lit up with joy: "When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"The Second Miss intentionally kept it a secret from you. Plus, with the fighting going on the front lines, she didn't dare to publicize it too much. She only sent someone to deliver the news after the first three months. Congratulations, Your Majesty."
Fu Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief. "She's become more composed now, but the important matter is still undecided, so I can't send anything away. Go back and tell Nanny Fei to take good care of Yin'er. I will reward her handsomely in the future."
"Don't worry, Nanny Fei is taking great care of the Second Young Miss. And the people at the Duke's Mansion really treat our Second Young Miss like their own daughter."
"They were a pair of lovers at first, but they were torn apart by someone else. Fortunately, they are finally enjoying a happy ending after all the hardship."
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Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Yuancheng has recovered under the careful care of Concubine Xi. Concubine Qian and Concubine Rou are interested in finding out the news about Huayang Palace.
But the Huayang Palace was surrounded like an iron wall, and they could only worry.
At the beginning of August, news of a great victory came from the front line, and August 8th was Concubine Rou's birthday.
Zhao Yuancheng issued an edict of amnesty, promoted Concubine Rou Zhaoyi to the position of concubine, and instructed the Shanggong Bureau to prepare a birthday banquet for Concubine Rou that day, and invited the other concubines to attend.
When the news came out, everyone was caught off guard.
The great victory on the front line was certainly a happy occasion, but everyone knew that the three princes in Huayang Palace were seriously ill. However, the emperor promoted Rou Zhaoyi to a higher position at this time and even held a grand birthday banquet to celebrate her. It was really confusing.
Even Concubine Rou, who had always been confident of victory, felt a little restless at this moment.
But every time the emperor came to her, he appeared to be peaceful and harmonious. The more so, the more Concubine Rou felt like there was something stuck in her throat.
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