Chapter 122 An Lingrong 63
Perhaps because they were frightened by her gaze or her aura, the other eunuchs did not dare to act rashly for a moment, and Song Dekang, who was standing closest, was no exception.
Although he wanted to take revenge on Concubine Yi and please Concubine Gui, he also didn't want to follow in the footsteps of his predecessor Zhou Ninghai.
"So what if you were personally appointed by the Emperor as Consort Yi? So what if you gave birth to the Sixth Prince? Could it be that everyone in the palace can flout palace rules and act lawlessly just because they're the prince's biological mother?"
Seeing that these eunuchs were incapable of doing anything and were actually frightened by a concubine who came from a poor family, Nian Shilan was angry in her heart but smiled even more gracefully on the surface, and her eyes were staring at Ling Rong outside as if they were filled with poison.
"What I mean is that if I have done anything wrong, you can lock me up and let the Emperor and Empress make the final decision."
Ling Rong looked indifferently at Song Dekang, who was in a dilemma, forcing him to lower his head and not dare to make any more rash moves. "Since the Imperial Concubine wants to enforce the palace rules, are you going to let a servant attack the master?"
"Humph, that appearance you had before was indeed an act. Why, now that the Emperor is not in the harem, you can't help but reveal your true colors?"
Nian Shilan waved the round fan in her hand and slowly sat back down. "I, the servant of this palace, naturally act according to the master's orders. I wonder whose orders you, Concubine Yi, are following to dare to be so arrogant in front of me? You don't think that just because you gave birth to a prince, you can rest easy and do whatever you want in this harem, do you?"
"If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext." Ling Rong finished saying this when Zhen Huan suddenly called out from behind: "Sister Mei, Sister Mei, what's wrong with you?"
Lingrong turned around suddenly and saw Meizhuang falling weakly in Zhen Huan's arms. They both fell on the hot floor at the same time, and Zhen Huan was still calling her.
How could something happen to Shen Meizhuang? Lingrong quickly ran over and first lifted Meizhuang into her arms. Ronglu, who was beside her, had received instructions and ran to call for help.
[What's so strange about this? She's already eight months old, almost nine, and she's been going through so much trouble before.] The system slapped the SZ body improvement potion in front of Lingrong: [Didn't they say it above? This is for body improvement, a result of technological advancement.]
The amount you gave her only restored her health to a level slightly better than an average person's. It's quite remarkable that she didn't suffer from heatstroke or premature birth after kneeling for so long.
Ling Rong didn't bother to argue with the system at the moment. She quickly blocked the system and waited for Feng Sanman from the palace to rush in with his men. She immediately asked them to carry Concubine Hui away first.
"Empress Yi, you are so bold that you dare to bring people to trespass into Yiku Palace!" Concubine Hua was about to explode, but Lingrong ignored her.
Idiot, if the royal heir really had a problem like this, and she, Nian Shilan, would not be punished, then neither would she.
"If the imperial concubine really wants to punish me, then we can wait for the emperor and empress to come back and have a good talk." After saying this, Ling Rong hurriedly left with her men.
"Mother, Mother..." Songzhi patted the angry Concubine Hua and pointed at the large amount of liquid mixed with a little blood on the ground. Although she didn't understand much, she knew that Concubine Hui must have been in trouble.
Xin Changzai, who had experienced pregnancy before, was the first to react: "Oh, this... Concubine Hui seems to have given birth prematurely!"
"What? She's not even eight months pregnant yet?" Cao Qinmo naturally saw it too. She calculated the days and found that it would take a few days for Shen Meizhuang's pregnancy to reach the ninth month.
"That's right. People say that it's not very good. This..." Concubine Xin didn't dare to say anything more because Concubine Hua's expression was really scary at that moment.
As Concubine Jing was the assistant helping Concubine Hua to manage the six palaces, she naturally could not wait here at this time. Moreover, she was worried, so she hurriedly took everyone to Xianfu Palace.
Soon, only Concubine Hua and Cao Qinmo were left in the bustling Yikun Palace.
"How could this happen? Didn't the imperial physician say that Concubine Hui's pregnancy was stable? She was fine even after drinking safflower wine, so how could she die after only kneeling for an hour?"
"Your Majesty, it is precisely because Concubine Hui drank safflower wine that Your Majesty should not have let her kneel under the scorching sun." Concubine Cao said anxiously, but she was making thousands of calculations in her mind.
"Why are you talking nonsense!" Nian Shilan glared at her, sat back on her throne, and stared blankly at the fragrant incense wafting from the cauldron, wondering what she was thinking.
At this moment, except for Doctor Zhang who was taking care of Concubine Hui's baby on a daily basis, all other doctors who had nothing to do had gathered in Cunju Hall.
With the command of Lingrong and Concubine Jing who arrived later, Cunju Hall was soon in order.
Caiyue prepared some porridge that was easy to digest with Lingrong's guidance. Lingrong checked it carefully before putting it in and took the opportunity to add some medicine into it.
Although it only improves the body, I think it can play a role.
In the inner room, Mei Zhuang, who had been feeling weak, struggled to swallow her food. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but she actually felt better. However, the midwife in charge felt the fetus's position and her face looked a little grim.
She hurried out and said to the imperial physician kneeling outside, "It seems that the baby is in an abnormal position."
"I discovered this a few days ago and gave you acupuncture, but it was too short to be effective." Doctor Zhang felt unlucky. He was originally happy that he discovered it early, and he should have been able to help adjust the fetal position in more than a month. Who knew that such a thing would happen today.
"For now, we can only give you a small amount of Ma Fei San, and then use massage to see if the fetus can be corrected." Doctor Zhang wiped the sweat off his body and hurriedly discussed the dosage with his colleagues.
From noon to nightfall, Mei Zhuang's painful wails touched the hearts of everyone present, especially Zhen Huan.
She sat there, trembling uncontrollably at the sound of Mei Zhuang's scream. Her eyes were completely fixed, and her chaotic thoughts prevented her from realizing that her body was also on the verge of collapse, until the faint sound of a baby's cry reached her ears.
"Concubine Hui gave birth to a girl weighing 5.8 jins." The midwife took the child out, but her face did not show much joy.
Lingrong took the child in her arms and took a look at him. She realized that the child was probably born prematurely and had been held in the womb for too long. His body was a little weak and his skin looked a little bluish purple.
She gently touched the girl's face and fed the child a drop of medicine.
"How is Lady Hui?"
"Lady Hui... this childbirth has severely damaged her vitality. I'm afraid she needs to be well cared for. In the future, regarding offspring, she will also..."
Although the imperial physician did not explain his words, everyone present understood what he meant.
"You have done your best. The Emperor and Empress will not forget you when they return to the palace." Ling Rong said, and Rong Lu, who was beside her, immediately stepped forward and gave them a portion first. "This palace, Concubine Jing, and Concubine Wan are also very grateful."
"This is our duty, and we must do our best."
After the imperial doctors left, Ling Rong turned around, holding the child in her arms: "Sister Wan, why don't you come and see your little niece——!"
"Someone come quickly and help Concubine Wan to the side hall!" Concubine Jing's originally smiling face immediately became tense, and she loudly ordered the servants outside.
Zhen Huan was seen leaning on the couch, with some blood seeping through her clothes, winding on the ground, a scarlet patch.
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