Xiao Feiyan was completely oblivious and continued to press forward. Seeing Lan Shuang's collapse, she felt very happy. "Do you still think His Majesty loves you? The relationship between you and His Majesty is already a mess. You wouldn't be able to hold out for long without me stirring things up. I just couldn't bear to see you being kept in the dark before you die, so I kindly reminded you."
She leaned closer to Lan Shuang and said with a smile, "Whether you believe it or not, you can go and see if your brother is there when the army returns."
"I don't believe it—"
Lan Shuang shouted and reached out to push Xiao Feiyan. Xiao Feiyan's face darkened and he pushed her back.
Lan Shuang was leaning against the stone table. She stumbled and fell backwards onto the table. Her hand touched it, and the teapot and teacup fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.
"Noble Lady Xiao, how dare you lay hands on the Imperial Concubine?" Zhishu rushed in from outside and helped Lan Shuang up from the ground, feeling distressed and at a loss. "Noble Lady Xiao, what's wrong with you? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Your Majesty—"
Xiao Feiyan frowned, "I just—"
"Xiao Feiyan!"
Nangong Yi's voice was like a thunderclap. Xiao Feiyan suddenly widened her eyes, trembled all over, and turned around to look in disbelief.
Her lips trembled for a long time. Seeing him coming towards her with anger, her heart skipped a beat. "Your Majesty..."
“Bang!”
A crisp sound made the entire courtyard quiet in an instant. Su Ming and the palace servants behind him all knelt down, lowering their heads tightly and not daring to raise them, for fear of offending Nangong Yi. They even wanted to cut off their ears.
Why did you listen to things you shouldn’t have?
Nangong Yi's slap was merciless and powerful. Xiao Feiyan was knocked to the ground by him. She looked at Nangong Yi in disbelief, "You hit me?"
"Nangong Yi, you actually hit me for her?"
Meeting her angry and disappointed eyes, Nangong Yi's heart tightened. However, when he saw Lan Shuang being helped up by Zhishu Zhili, the slight sense of guilt instantly disappeared.
Lan Shuang had fallen into a semi-comatose state, leaning in Zhishu's arms with a pale face.
"Quickly call the imperial physician, go quickly—"
Nangong Yi picked up Lan Shuang and went to the bedroom without even looking at Xiao Feiyan. He threw down a sentence, "Keep an eye on Concubine Xiao."
Xiao Feiyan laughed out of anger, her laughter shrill and piercing, but soon she could no longer laugh. Her face changed, and she covered her stomach and said, "It hurts, it hurts so much, my child..."
Lian Xiu came to help her, and seeing the blood beneath her, he was immediately half-dead, "Hurry up, someone, the queen is bleeding!"
The entire Hanyu Palace was in chaos. Palace maids came and went, and imperial physicians went in and out, sometimes to see the imperial concubine, sometimes to see Concubine Xiao. They were busy running around, all sweating profusely but not daring to breathe, their spirits were extremely tense.
Nangong Yi stood beside Lan Shuang's bed, watching the imperial physician taking her pulse and giving her acupuncture, his heart in turmoil. What Xiao Feiyan said was true. The assassins he sent out early in the morning had already taken action. It was impossible to withdraw them now. When the army returned to the city, the news would certainly be exposed. He didn't dare to imagine how Lan Shuang would react when she found out.
Just as he was thinking this, he lowered his head and suddenly met a pair of scarlet eyes.
It took him a moment to realize it was Lan Shuang. He immediately stepped forward, "Shuang Shuang——"
"Really?" Lan Shuang asked hoarsely, "Is everything Xiao Feiyan said true?"
Nangong Yi was stunned by the question. His usually smart brain couldn't come up with a perfect answer at this moment.
However, the silence at this moment undoubtedly represents acquiescence.
Nangong Yi watched the light in Lan Shuang's eyes go out, and suddenly panicked, "Shuangshuang, listen to me."
Lan Shuang closed her eyes, and a tear that had been brewing for a long time fell from the corner of her eye.
"Your Majesty, the imperial concubine is not very stable right now. You'd better go out and wait." The imperial physician advised tactfully.
Nangong Yi was silent for a moment, and was about to go out when he saw Su Ming running in with a pale face. As soon as he saw him, he knelt down and choked up, "Your Majesty, it's not good. Concubine Xiao... had a miscarriage."
Nangong Yi's eyes suddenly went dark.
Lan Shuang on the bed was in a better mood instantly. 888: "Congratulations, host. The female supporting character's resentment value has been reduced by thirty, leaving seventy. Keep up the good work."
Nangong Yi, you want everything, but I want you to get nothing.
…
Nangong Yi didn't know how he got to the side hall. As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong smell of blood. The palace maids coming and going kept carrying blood out. The hall was dead silent and no one dared to make a sound.
After a long time, a suppressed cry suddenly came from inside, and then turned into a loud wailing, heart-wrenching cry, "My child, my child!"
Nangong Yi clenched his hands, closed his eyes and raised his head. Su Ming looked at his trembling back and sighed silently.
Xiao Feiyan was lying on the bed, her face pale but her eyes were bloodshot. She felt the pain in her lower body and the constant draining away of something, and she wished she could kill everyone.
When Nangong Yi came in, she suddenly shouted: "Get out, get out——"
If it weren't for him, her child wouldn't have died.
The love they once had for each other and the vows they made to each other turned into sharp blades on this day, stabbing each other.
The pain of losing a child will become a thorn that will always stand between the two of them. Even if they reconcile in the future, it will never be the same as before.
…
On this day, Nangong Yi was half dead when he came out. He stood on the steps of Hanyu Palace for a long time.
Even Su Ming, who understood him best, couldn't guess what he was thinking at this moment.
"Your Majesty, don't be too sad. You and the noble lady are still young and will have children. As for the noble concubine..."
Su Ming couldn't continue. He felt that it would be better for the imperial concubine to die now, at least she wouldn't have to go through all this pain.
Nangong Yi closed his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was unusually hoarse, "You stay and take good care of the Imperial Concubine. Have all the sharp weapons put away to prevent her from getting upset. As for Concubine Xiao—send her back to Huichun Palace and let her recuperate."
It would be shameful to run away, but he had no choice but to run away now.
Su Ming responded in a low voice, "Yes."
…
Lan Shuang woke up from a nap, feeling refreshed all over. She had actually pretended to faint. She had asked Jiang Lusheng for medicine long ago. After taking it, it would create the illusion of a heart attack, and she would be fine after taking the antidote.
After the imperial physician left, she took the antidote, slept until dark, and was fully revived.
"Host, Concubine Xiao has been sent back to Huichun Palace. Her child is gone. It will be difficult for her to reconcile with Nangong Yi. Is this part of your calculations?"
888 troubled me for the whole afternoon.
Lan Shuang sat up and shook her head. "Of course not. Although I wanted revenge on these two people, how could an unborn child be innocent? I didn't intend for Concubine Xiao to have a miscarriage, so I didn't push her hard at all. I just wanted to get her to push me so as to drive a wedge between us. But I didn't expect Nangong Yi to be so angry that he would use such a heavy hand. I can only say that he didn't deserve to be punished."
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