Chapter 48 Grounded Again
Su Qingrong stood there, her legs feeling as if they were filled with lead.
What's going on? She hasn't had anything cold to drink today, so why is she still nauseous?
No! Your Majesty must not find out!
Su Qingrong stayed where she was and didn't dare to move forward, but the next second, the emperor, who was only one step away from her, took a step closer to her.
"My beloved, do you really not want to be close to me?"
"I want to...vomit..."
Su Qingrong immediately covered her mouth, but the sound of retching was still too obvious.
Su Qingrong shook her head helplessly and retreated repeatedly, while Xiao Chenglan pressed on step by step.
Until Su Qingrong's back hit the cabinet and she had no way to retreat, the emperor in front of her finally stopped.
Seeing the extremely disappointed expression on Xiao Chenglan's face, Su Qingrong felt heartbroken.
"Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation..."
"That's enough! I don't want to listen to your sweet talk anymore. I'm so disappointed in you!"
Xiao Chenglan turned around and shouted coldly:
"From now on, Concubine Su is confined to Qixiang Palace, and no one is allowed to visit her!"
Su Qingrong looked at Xiao Chenglan's back as he walked away, and was completely desperate.
She lost her strength and fell heavily to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
She was under house arrest. She had just been released not long ago and was under house arrest again.
Moreover, His Majesty did not specify the duration of her house arrest this time, which means that she will remain under house arrest without His Majesty's order.
But Your Majesty is so disappointed in her that he will never think of her again.
In other words, she might be grounded until she dies of old age.
Lan Xiang's face was pale. He knelt down and walked to Su Qingrong and picked her up.
"My lady! My lady!"
Su Qingrong recited the poem in a daze: "How many times has the beauty of flowers faded, so that I can see your face... How many times has the beauty of flowers faded..."
Lan Xiang shook Su Qingrong, who was completely desperate, and said, "My lady, you can't admit defeat! My lady, don't you think there's something fishy about this?"
Su Qingrong shed tears in a daze, "What's so strange?"
"That night, the young lady vomited, and we all thought it was the cold drink that upset her stomach. But what about today? The young lady ate and drank ordinary food today, so why would she vomit?"
Heartbroken Su Qingrong's eyes finally focused. She looked at Lan Xiang, "Yes, how could it be? For no reason, how could I have lost my composure so frequently, causing His Majesty to mistakenly believe that I hated him? Someone is trying to harm me! Someone is trying to harm me!"
Su Qingrong grabbed Lan Xiang with a look of fear on her face, "Did someone poison me? Is that right?"
Lan Xiang was shaken until she felt dizzy. "My lady, let's first try to get the imperial physician to take a look."
Su Qingrong suddenly seemed to have regained her soul and quickly got up from the ground.
"Yes, imperial physician, please find an imperial physician, but His Majesty just forbade anyone to visit him. How can we get one?"
Lan Xiang: "My lady, the last thing we lack is money. If we give it out layer by layer, people will surely come!"
Su Qingrong quickly pushed Lan Xiang: "Go, do it quickly. No matter how much money it costs, you have to invite them tonight!"
Lan Xiang hurried to the warehouse to get the silver.
Su Qingrong gasped for breath, with viciousness flashing in her eyes.
Whoever wants to harm her will be killed by her if she catches him.
This time, the news of Concubine Su being confined to her house was even more talked about than the last time when His Majesty stormed out of her palace.
It seemed as if the air was filled with the whispers of the concubines in the various palaces, which could be heard endlessly.
In Roufu Palace, Concubine Song clenched her fists, her face distorted with excitement.
"Great, the harem's innocence is preserved."
Hanlu was no longer surprised by her master's unusually outspoken remarks, and she fanned her with a calm expression.
Song Zhaoyi lay there very comfortably: "She really is the one who has taken care of all the restrictions in this palace."
Hanlu nodded in agreement: "Your Majesty didn't specify the duration of the confinement, which means she will remain confined until His Majesty changes his mind."
Song Zhaoyi was very disdainful: "A change of heart? I'm afraid that's impossible. There are so many new people in the palace, and there will be newcomers entering the palace next year. Who would still remember her?"
Hanlu nodded, "Your Majesty is right."
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Late at night, Doctor Zhang, wrapped in a black cloak, quietly entered Qixiang Palace.
Su Qingrong and Lan Xiang watched the imperial physician take her pulse, and then checked the cakes she had eaten today and the tea utensils she had used.
"Well, Doctor Zhang, what did you find out?"
Doctor Zhang shook his head. "As my lady can see, there's nothing unusual about the silver needles. My lady's pulse is also normal, with no signs of poisoning at all. Besides, there's no such bizarre poison in the world."
Su Qingrong still didn't believe it: "How is it possible? My symptoms are so strange, dizziness and retching, what else could it be except poisoning?"
Doctor Zhang stroked his beard thoughtfully after hearing her say this. "My lady, what you said reminds me of something."
"What is it?" Su Qingrong asked anxiously.
"First, let me ask you, my lady, besides experiencing these symptoms when you are in front of His Majesty, do you experience them at other times?"
Su Qingrong shook her head in confusion.
Doctor Zhang continued, "That's right. In this world, there are medicinal herbs and food ingredients that counteract each other, such as Aconitum and Pinellia, crab and persimmon. These things are not poisonous on their own, but when used together as medicine or cooking food, they become toxic."
"Doctor Zhang, what exactly do you want to say?"
"What I'm trying to say is that everything in the world is interdependent and mutually exclusive, and humans are no exception. My Lord and Your Majesty are like the mutually exclusive Aconitum and Pinellia. If you force them together, it will only become poisonous."
Su Qingrong stood up with a pale face. "Are you saying that I am Your Majesty's nemesis? How is that possible? Why can't we be together as two good people?"
"This humble servant's diagnosis is just this, and I'm not sure. My lady, why don't you calculate your birth date and eight characters to see if there is any incompatibility."
Su Qingrong paused.
Calculate the horoscope?
No, it doesn’t count!
It is just talk to prove that she and His Majesty are incompatible. If she were to have her horoscope calculated and it turned out that they are really incompatible, she would probably have no way out but death.
Thinking of this, Su Qingrong said awkwardly, "Maybe it's just a coincidence, Doctor Zhang, is it really impossible to put these conflicting herbs together?"
Doctor Zhang smiled and said, "My lady's symptoms should not have appeared as soon as His Majesty appeared."
Su Qingrong was reminded of this and suddenly came to her senses.
Yes, it’s not that it will happen as soon as Your Majesty appears, but you have to be very close to him.
One step? Or two?
It’s within this range anyway!
Su Qingrong suddenly realized that if she got close, she would get angry, so wouldn’t it be better not to get so close?
As long as the two of them sit opposite each other, playing chess and reciting poems, she can still accompany the emperor, but she cannot sleep with him!
If His Majesty really likes her, why would he care whether she can sleep with him?
After sending Doctor Zhang away, Su Qingrong could no longer calm down.
She wants to see His Majesty and explain to His Majesty!
It's not that she hates being close to His Majesty, but she has no choice but to do so, and she is willing to stay by His Majesty's side.
Thinking of this, Su Qingrong quickly picked up her pen and wrote a letter.
"Lan Xiang, go ahead. No matter how much money it costs, you must get this letter delivered to the Emperor! Let His Majesty see it!"
"My lady, I know."
The next day, Su Qingrong invited several imperial doctors from various places, but none of them could find any signs of poisoning in her.
"It seems that Doctor Zhang did not lie to me. It is indeed not poisoning." Su Qingrong sat at the table dejectedly.
If she was poisoned, she could just cure it, but because of the conflict between the two, she would never be able to sleep on the same pillow with His Majesty and whisper in his ear.
When Lan Xiang came back, Su Qingrong looked at her expectantly.
"How is it? Has the letter been delivered to the Emperor?"
Lan Xiang shook her head silently. "It's not easy to bribe people in the imperial court. They won't budge no matter what you say."
Su Qingrong closed her eyes in despair again.
She has angered His Majesty twice. How can she have another chance to express her grievances to His Majesty?
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