"Your Majesty, Consort Yu is here again." Even Lianxia could no longer hide her disgust for Consort Yu.
It's finally here!
Jian Yang, clutching her swollen lower abdomen, walked to the dressing table, applied a layer of powder to make her face look even paler, and then nodded and said, "Let her in."
After saying that, she went back to bed.
In fact, she could have easily prepared a bowl of painkillers for herself and gotten rid of the pain, but she was worried that Consort Yu might have other tricks up her sleeve, so she had been enduring the menstrual cramps for the past few days while waiting for Consort Yu's next move.
Just when she was about to give up, Consort Yu finally arrived as expected.
Of course, Consort Yu would not come alone.
To test whether Jian Yang was really pregnant, Tai also brought along the imperial physician trained by the Chen family.
"Empress, it's been so long since I last saw you. How did you become so haggard?" Consort Yu exclaimed dramatically.
"It's nothing," Jian Yang said weakly. "I've just been feeling a bit tired these past few days."
Consort Yu feigned concern and said, "How can it not be serious? Sister is carrying the Emperor's child. Quickly, Physician Chen, come and take the Empress's pulse."
Upon seeing Jian Yang lying on the bed, pale and lifeless, she knew her chance had come and immediately gave the imperial physician a wink.
The imperial physician immediately stepped forward and grabbed Jian Yang's wrist before she could refuse him.
A moment later, Physician Chen finished taking Jian Yang's pulse and said with a solemn expression, "Your Majesty, you are deficient in qi and blood, and there seems to be a risk of miscarriage. You must take good care of yourself."
Upon hearing this, Consort Yu glanced at Jian Yang's stomach in surprise.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to be shocked that Jian Yang was really pregnant, or shocked that she couldn't abort the child even after taking abortion pills.
However, whether the child can be aborted or not, it will not live past today.
Thinking of this, Yu Fei's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Your Majesty, I was ignorant a few days ago and talked back to you. Please don't be angry with me."
Jian Yang took in her expression, but sat up and pretended to be friendly, saying, "How could that be? We're all sisters. I know that Consort Yu is also thinking of the Emperor. How could I really blame you?"
"Thank you so much, sister."
After the two women displayed their sisterly affection, Jian Yang dismissed everyone in the room, saying she needed to have a private conversation with Yu Fei.
Consort Yu truly believed that Jian Yang wanted to have a private conversation with her, so she leaned closer and asked, "What does Empress Sister want to say to her younger sister?"
Jian Yang smiled and said, "No rush. Before that, I have a generous gift for my sister."
"A generous gift?" Consort Yu looked at her in confusion.
Jian Yang nodded and said, "I've heard that you have a special fondness for red coral jewelry. The Emperor just gave me a pair a few days ago, so please take them and wear them."
In this era, the difficulty of salvaging red coral from the sea is extremely high, making red coral an extremely rare jewelry material that only the most powerful and wealthy can afford.
Upon hearing that it was her favorite red coral jewelry, Consort Yu's eyes lit up.
But then she looked at Jian Yang warily, "Why does the Empress suddenly want to give me jewelry?"
Jian Yang smiled and said, "I only like plain colors. Red is cute and lively, which suits my sister. After thinking it over, I might as well use this flower to present to Buddha."
Consort Yu still looked at her with suspicion in her eyes.
Jian Yang knew that these words wouldn't fool Consort Yu, so she, who had been smiling, suddenly started to shed tears.
"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for the child in my womb, the Emperor would have abandoned me long ago. Sister, look at the twelve new beauties in the harem; they are the best proof."
"Although my father is the prime minister, he has always discarded his daughters who cannot help him in his career. Now that I have miscarried, it is an inevitable outcome, so I have to find a backer for myself."
"Looking at the entire harem, only Consort Yu can stand firm, because you have a powerful maternal clan. A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on, so I hope you will not despise me."
Her complaints and compliments gradually made Consort Yu lower her guard.
She thought about Jian Yang's words for a moment and realized that they made perfect sense.
Before she became pregnant with the emperor's child, Jian Yang had already been neglected by the emperor. Now that the imperial heir is gone, the emperor will surely despise her even more.
But of course she wouldn't help Jian Yang.
She wished that bitch would die sooner.
The thought of the once high and mighty Empress now crying and pleading before her in order to protect herself filled Consort Yu with a sense of satisfaction.
She had even planned out how to deal with Jian Yang in the future.
Yu Fei smiled understandingly: "Sister, what are you saying? There's no such thing as disliking or not disliking. We are sisters, so we should help each other."
With tears in her eyes, Jian Yang held Yu Fei's hand and pointed to the golden nanmu cabinet opposite her, saying, "The red coral headdress is in the cabinet. I can't get out of bed, so I hope you will accept this small token of my appreciation."
Yu Fei was finally relieved and swayed her hips as she walked gracefully toward the golden nanmu wood cabinet that Jian Yang had mentioned.
After she turned around, Jian Yang immediately tiptoed out of bed.
She planned to collapse the moment Consort Yu turned around, then, like Zhen Huan, shift all the blame onto Consort Yu.
She could have avoided falling, but if she didn't have bruises, it wouldn't be convincing.
In short, you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub.
But she never expected that, despite having calculated every step perfectly, she hadn't anticipated that just as she was falling to the ground, the Consort Xian would suddenly appear and catch her.
Jian Yang: "???"
No, ma'am, where did you come from?
"Empress, are you alright?" Consort Xian asked with concern.
Listen to me, thank you...
Jian Yang shook her head: "Luckily, I have you."
Consort Yu also heard the commotion, and since there were no red coral jewelry in the cabinet, she quickly realized that she had fallen into Jian Yang's trap.
She glared fiercely at Jian Yang, then turned and left the palace without even saying goodbye.
The frustration of failing at the last minute didn't last long before Jian Yang was completely overwhelmed by the intense pain in her abdomen.
This pain was nothing like the "menstrual cramps" she had been experiencing these past few days.
It was an unbearable, excruciating pain, as if someone were drilling into her stomach with an electric drill.
Consort Xian watched helplessly as Jian Yang's face became increasingly contorted, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
He looked to be in extreme pain.
"Sister, wait here, I'll go and fetch the imperial physician for you right away!"
After speaking, Consort Xian ran away faster than a rabbit, and Jian Yang couldn't stop her at all.
A moment later, Consort Xian's maidservant arrived in haste with the imperial physician.
"Oh no!" the imperial physician exclaimed in alarm as he took Jian Yang's pulse. "Her Majesty is showing signs of miscarriage; the prince may not survive!"
Before Jian Yang could react, Consort Xian's face turned pale instantly.
At this moment, she deeply regretted coming to Weiyang Palace. When the emperor saw that the child was gone, he might take his anger out on her, a bystander.
Even worse, they might suspect her!
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