Hongli asked the imperial physician Wang to help him hide it, because he wanted to see what Xilin Gioro would do next.
Otherwise, given her intelligence and arrogant attitude, she would have been discovered long ago.
Time quickly came to New Year's Day, and the palace banquet was held at night.
While getting ready in the afternoon, Bihua stuffed things into her mistress's clothes and gave her some instructions.
Xilin Jueluo was somewhat displeased, frowning and complaining, "In this winter weather, I'm dressed in thick clothes and wearing a cloak, so they can't see my belly at all. Why bother stuffing these things in to make a scene? It's too much trouble!"
Bihua kept working: "Master, there are many people today, it's better to stay disguised. If we are exposed, we will be in danger."
Perhaps because no one had noticed for so long, Xilinjueluo Shi became somewhat careless, thinking that since she was dressed thickly, there should be no problem.
But Bihua didn't think so. Given her cautious nature, she believed that there would be more trouble with more people, so it was better to be careful.
After dressing up and doing all the necessary pretense, Bihua looked her over from head to toe, then took a small blood pack from the box and tied it to Xilinjueluo's leg.
This is what she asked Physician Wang to bring, so that her "miscarriage" would be convincing and not give her away.
It's really impressive. If it weren't for the little pill he gave me that changed my master's pulse, he wouldn't have been able to escape the diagnosis of the other imperial physicians.
Seeing that Bihua had tied that thing up, Xilin Jueluo was puzzled: "Why did you tie this thing up as well? Didn't you say we would take action after the New Year?"
Although this was the plan beforehand, Bihua felt that things might go wrong if she waited too long, so it was better to act as soon as possible.
"Your Majesty, there are many people at the palace banquet today, and there are other activities later. You will have many opportunities."
Bihua had been thinking about this for a long time, and now she had many reasons to give.
"At that time, you can find any scapegoat and say that you fell and bumped yourself, and then miscarried. Or you can ask Doctor Wang to give a false testimony after you come back, saying that you ate something you shouldn't have eaten, which caused the miscarriage. That's all normal."
After hearing Bi Hua's words, Xi Lin Jue Luo Shi stopped complaining and obediently did as she was told.
The palace banquet was very lively. The princes in front were already quite old, and there were two pregnant women behind them. Although Niohuru's strange illness had not yet been cured, she was still in a good mood.
At the banquet, Niohuru took great care of the two pregnant concubines, Hai and Xilinjueluo, inquiring about their food and drink, making sure it was different from what the others ate and drank, as if she was afraid something might happen.
Bihua was a little anxious. If all these things were fine, how would they explain their miscarriage when they got back? Even Consort Hai was fine, so why was their master the problem?
She sighed inwardly, realizing she would have to wait and find another opportunity to fake a miscarriage.
Yunyi had known about Xilinjueluo's fake pregnancy for a long time, and over the past few months, she also learned that Hongli knew about it.
With the intention of watching the show unfold, Yunyi wondered if the Xilin Jueluo clan would take any action tonight. If they did, things would get interesting.
Yun Yi smiled subtly, but Qingdai, who served her closely, could still sense that her mistress was very happy tonight.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. The master is of high rank and favored, and his eldest son, second princess, and fourth son are all intelligent and sensible. It can be said that in the entire harem, the master lives the most comfortable and leisurely life.
Even the Empress was plagued by the pressure to have children and had to manage the vast harem, keeping her extremely busy every day.
But the master is different; he spends his days eating, drinking, playing, and having fun, living a very comfortable life.
Qingdai could already imagine her future life. In a few years, when the eldest prince got married and had a son, her mistress could enjoy a life of grandchildren.
She wouldn't dare dream of that position. It would be good enough if the eldest prince could be granted the title of Prince. If her mistress became an old concubine and had two sons, her life wouldn't be too bad.
The palace banquet continued. After the song and dance performances, Empress Fucha asked everyone to move to the front of the main hall to watch the fireworks.
Fireworks displays were rare and precious in ancient times, and could only be enjoyed on major holidays such as the Lunar New Year.
Today is the New Year's banquet at the palace. The artisans have been preparing for the fireworks display for a long time, and with their innovative designs, many of the patterns are appearing for the first time.
In front of the main hall were the masters, the palace maids and eunuchs who served them, as well as various princes and ministers. There were probably more than a thousand people present, if not a hundred.
The outermost group consisted of guards, all of whom looked tense, fearing something might happen with so many people around.
As the emperor, Hongli stood at the very front, flanked by Empress Dowager Niohuru and Empress Fuca.
Yunyi, as a Noble Consort, stood behind the three of them, with Consort Chun (née Su) and Consort Jia (née Jin) on either side. Next to these two stood the pregnant Consort E (née Xilin Jueluo) and Noble Lady Hai (née Hai).
Next came the concubines who were neither pregnant nor favored, including Consort Shu, of the Yehenara clan, whom Hongli loved.
Therefore, offspring are the most important thing in the harem; favor is fleeting and unreliable.
Yehenara was initially a Noble Lady when she entered the palace, but she was promoted to the rank of Consort in just one month. She was promoted even without getting pregnant or giving birth, and she was very favored.
But in today's situation, Consort Hai has no favor to speak of, and is able to stand in front of her simply because she is pregnant. It is conceivable that offspring are more important than favor.
In ancient times, there were no electric lights, and the main hall relied entirely on the surrounding lanterns for illumination. But it was precisely this dim and not very bright environment that made the fireworks in the sky even more beautiful.
Fireworks, as dazzling as shooting stars, burst across the night sky, forming intricate and beautiful patterns that left Yunyi in awe, marveling at the unfathomable wisdom of the ancients.
Even in modern times, in such a rapidly developing society, it is rare to see such a beautiful fireworks display.
While watching the performance, Bihua also kept a part of her mind on her surroundings, looking for an opportunity to carry out their plan.
Unfortunately, although there were many people, everyone was standing in their own positions and their attention was drawn to the fireworks in the sky, so the people below were very quiet and did not make any moves.
Sigh, I haven't found an opportunity again!
Suppressing her disappointment, Bihua could only helplessly console herself that it seemed there was really no chance to take action tonight.
Just as Bihua was thinking this, a sudden change occurred. It turned out that something had happened to the Sixth Prince, Yongcheng.
It was a cold winter day at the end of the year, and since they were watching fireworks outside, Madam Jin was worried that her child would get cold, so she specially instructed the sixth prince's wet nurse to prepare a hot water bottle to warm her son up.
The sixth prince is a little over one year old and will soon be two years old, which is the age when he is most mischievous.
While the wet nurse was watching the fireworks, he loosened his grip and accidentally dropped the hot water bottle on the ground.
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