Chapter 97 An Lingrong 38
The next day, the two men came with dark circles under their eyes to help her wash up, which made Lingrong unable to hold back her laughter.
"My lady is still smiling. This servant and Ziyuan haven't slept all night." Even the usually good-tempered Biqing's eyes were filled with resentment: "You are sleeping well."
"Haha, you two are so cute." Ling Rong lay on the bed, smiling cheerfully, "Okay, okay, put your worries in your stomach, I have my own ideas."
As she said this, she asked Biqing to bring out her lake blue, three blue, and colorful butterfly pattern cheongsam, so that she could wear it when she attended the chrysanthemum viewing conference today.
In her previous life, the chrysanthemum appreciation event was supposed to be held the day after Concubine Hua asked her to sing, but the Empress didn't go. In this life, it was postponed for quite a while, and it was said that the Empress herself hosted it.
Well, I waited until she was allowed to go by the Queen Mother, and the chrysanthemum viewing banquet was suddenly prepared.
How could she, an honest concubine who understands the order of hierarchy, respects the Queen and has a grudge against Concubine Hua, not give our Queen some face?
Even God is kind to us today, it is a rare sunny day.
When Lingrong arrived at the place leisurely, she found that she was actually quite late. Even the usually domineering Concubine Hua had arrived for the first time.
"Oh, I thought Concubine Yi was always diligent in serving the Queen, how come you are late today?" Concubine Hua adjusted her banner and sat back in the first position under the Queen in a graceful manner, still looking as high-spirited as she was back then.
After paying her respects to the Empress and several other ladies in the main seats, Ling Rong leisurely returned to her seat. Even after hearing Hua Fei's sarcastic remarks, she simply replied calmly, "The road is slippery, so I, the servant, must be careful."
After saying this, she seemed to realize that she was being a little awkward, and added, seemingly unnecessarily, "Thank you, Concubine Hua, for your concern."
"Ha... Concubine Yi is such a wonderful person." Xin Changzai, who was sitting in the back, was quite interested. It was rare to see Concubine Hua being choked like this. Cao Qinmo, who was next to her, curled the corners of her mouth and didn't dare to say much. She just looked at Concubine Hua's deflated look, with a flash of joy in her eyes.
"Who cares about you? You are just being sentimental." Hua Fei curled her lips in annoyance, but still said nothing.
"Well, today's chrysanthemum appreciation meeting is for everyone to have fun. It's not a serious occasion. Why should you care so much about it, Concubine Hua?"
"The Queen is right. Today we are just here for fun, no formalities are necessary." The Emperor heard this upon his arrival and immediately agreed. He walked over to Yixiu and helped her up: "Get up, everyone."
After everyone had bowed and taken their seats, he turned to Concubine Hua, who was not far away, and asked, "What were you talking about just now? Why is it so lively?"
"Oh, I was just joking with Lady Yi."
Concubine Hua smiled and brushed it off. Everyone at the table bowed their heads in silence. Only the Queen smiled and nodded: "Yes, Concubine Hua was just concerned about Concubine Yi's health."
"Oh? It's rare that someone in the palace catches your eye. That's great." The emperor was a little surprised, but immediately became happy. "This year is a rare good year. The harem is harmonious, and the court is also experiencing continuous good things. The Ministry of Revenue is under the management of Zhang Tingyu this year, and it is much more affluent than in previous years."
Upon hearing this, the Empress raised her glass with joy and said, "What a joy for all! The Silver Palace has been celebrating the harvest for days. Your Majesty, please don't let this beautiful harvest go to waste."
"Okay, I and all of you will drink from this cup and enjoy this view together!"
The emperor raised his glass and drank it all. Lingrong sniffed the wine in the glass and found it was indeed good wine, but it was a pity that it had been added with something else.
However, it naturally had no effect on her.
Even so, she only touched her lips to the wine before putting it down. Mei Zhuang, however, was a bit greedy and drank three cups in a short time.
When the banquet began, a variety of dishes were served. Her table of dishes specially prepared for pregnant women was surprisingly perfect. Before An Lingrong could figure out what this meant, she saw Mei Zhuang's face suddenly change. She clutched her abdomen and cried out in pain, "My stomach! My stomach—!"
Ling Rong's face changed drastically when she heard this. She looked down and saw that there were indeed traces of blood on Chen Meizhuang's trouser legs.
"Imperial Physician, go and call the imperial physician!" An Lingrong hurriedly reached out to support the fallen Mei Zhuang. The female relatives present were all frightened by this sudden change, and Zhen Huan was also panicked.
"Your Majesty, quickly send someone to help Sister Mei in." Ling Rong's composure at this moment was particularly infectious. Zhen Huan, who was standing beside her, also calmed down, realizing that Ling Rong was still pregnant. After the Emperor personally carried Shen Mei Zhuang into the palace, she quickly reached out to help Ling Rong walk inside.
An Lingrong looked at her hand, which was tightly supporting hers, with some surprise, but she didn't say anything. The two of them walked in together.
The queen looked at the small pool of blood on the ground with some surprise, but then followed in with a serious face, only instructing everyone not to leave at will.
Mei Zhuang's condition in the palace was dire. She had used a prescription given by Wen Shichu to depose Concubine Hua. That prescription caused a woman's menstrual blood to clot, causing her to miscarry the next time she had her period. Even experienced doctors couldn't detect the cause; it was a secret recipe her family had stumbled upon.
However, this method was harmful to her health, and she did not recover until September. She did not even know that she was pregnant.
With her current health condition, if she hadn't drunk the spiked wine today, I'm afraid even the imperial physician might not be able to diagnose her fetal breathing until March.
Now that the medicine has damaged the fetus, it seems that this baby is unlikely to be saved. I'm afraid it will leave serious sequelae, making it even more difficult to get pregnant in the future.
"I want you to do your best to save Concubine Hui's baby." The emperor looked at the pale woman on the bed, without a trace of blood, and felt a little scared for no reason.
"And this banquet. I remember it was the Empress who single-handedly organized it." Yinzhen looked at Yixiu beside him and said, "Then the Empress will investigate whether there was a deliberate murder plot. We must get to the bottom of it within three days."
After giving the Queen and the Imperial Hospital a death order, the man left in a hurry. Although he later gave Cun Jutang many rewards, he rarely visited her.
Especially after Cunjutang started to use mugwort for fumigation, he would go to Cunjutang to deliver rewards almost every day, but he never even came to Xianfu Palace.
On the contrary, he was more and more fond of Lingrong's baby. Even if he was too busy to spare time, he would call her to the Yangxin Palace to see her and ask the imperial physician about her condition.
Lingrong knew he was afraid. He was afraid that Meizhuang would lose this pregnancy. How ridiculous! How many women in the palace had sacrificed their lives to give him children, yet he was only afraid that the child wouldn't survive. Was it God's punishment?
But it didn't matter. Lingrong leaned gently in his arms, letting him caress her slightly bulging belly.
Chen Meizhuang's baby will definitely be born safely.
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