In fact, she was not congratulating anyone. She deliberately mentioned Qiaojie's affairs in front of Shen Zhiyun and congratulated Qiaojie for having good taste and being a good match for her brother. It would be strange if Shen Zhiyun was not angry.
An Ranyue couldn't help but know her, she was just too angry.
An Yanran smiled coldly: "Put it this way, I remember I told you all that as long as I give birth to the prince, you don't have to think about anything else. I am the principal wife, you don't have to point fingers at me now, let's be frank, do you think I don't know that you are a good person here? You are just a little concubine, you should think about the future. If you really think that I am a grudge holder, your life will be difficult in the future."
"Aren't you just Madam Yan now? I am a concubine for one day, and I have the final say in this palace." An Ranyue slammed the table in anger, "If you act like this, I will tell the prince immediately, but I don't know if the prince likes you or not."
"You'd better tell your mother and see what she says about you." An Yanran's eyes were full of disdain, and she was so arrogant that people wanted to tear her mouth apart.
An Ranyue was so angry that she fell backwards, cried out for a headache, and walked away in anger.
Naturally, these words fell into Dongfang Ye's ears, but he could only comfort An Ranyue, and his disgust for An Yanran increased a little more.
In addition, Shen Zhiyun has been depressed these two days because An Yanran said bad things about her brother.
Dongfang Ye ignored An Yanran. An Yanran used stomachache as an excuse. As a result, Dongfang Ye only sent a doctor and he himself drank happily in Shen Zhiyun's room.
An Yanran drove the doctor out and started throwing things around in the room, gritting her teeth.
Now Shen Zhiyun is a thorn in her side. She couldn't get any love even though she had a child. If she were to have another child, she would just be angry. Now the only thing she hoped for was that the baby in her belly would be a prince.
Shen Zhiyun knew everything about An Yanran, and he also knew that An Ranyue was angry because of her, so he went to check.
"Thank you for helping me, sister. But you still can't figure it out? I have figured it out. I can only endure it in front of her. It would be best if I don't see her."
"Yes, she is going to use her belly to get to the top, what can we do? If she didn't have this prince, it would be different." An Ranyue gritted her teeth, and then thought of Shen Zhiyun in front of her, afraid of exposing her inner thoughts, and hurriedly said, "Hey, you took the medicine on time, and you really have to think of ways to get pregnant quickly."
Shen Zhiyun smiled. It seemed that An Ranyue was so angry that she even hoped to get pregnant.
"Thank you, Concubine Yue. I will take care of my health. But this is not a fundamental solution. If she becomes the princess, I'm afraid we won't have a good day anymore." Shen Zhiyun said as he looked at An Ranyue with resentment, with sadness in his eyes.
"Really..." An Ranyue flicked her sleeves, her face filled with undisguised anger.
Now Shen Zhiyun discovered that An Ranyue's emotions were becoming more and more exposed, obviously because An Yanran was about to give birth.
Shen Zhiyun sighed deliberately again: "Concubine Yue, can't you think of any solution now?"
"If I had a way, I would not have allowed her to be so arrogant until now. Now that I think about it, we are too kind, so she is like this... I have always heard that sisters in the palace are fighting each other. Now that I think about it, if everyone is peaceful, it wouldn't happen. The person who got into trouble must have deserved it. Forget it, neither of us is a calculating and vicious person. We just hope that God will have eyes and help us." After An Ranyue finished speaking, she leaned back on the imperial concubine's couch, feeling very tired.
The next day.
When Shen Zhiyun heard that An Yanran had gone to pay respects in her own courtyard, she jumped up and paced back and forth on the ground. After a moment, she stopped, with a determined look on her face. She gritted her teeth and said, "Someone, prepare a bowl of sour plum drink for me..."
Soon, Shen Zhiyun, wearing a bright red long gauze dress and carrying a food box in her hand, walked towards the upper room.
The maid followed her for two steps and was then driven back.
When I entered the room, I saw An Yanran sitting there complaining that the room was too hot. An Ranyue said nothing and just sat there drinking tea.
Shen Zhiyun came in and smiled: "Concubine Yue, the weather is so hot, I brought you some sour plum drink. Madam Yan will not have this blessing. You can't eat these cold things when you are pregnant."
As he spoke, he opened the food box, poured a small cup, handed it to An Ranyue personally, then poured himself another cup and started drinking.
After drinking, An Ranyue laughed exaggeratedly: "Well, it's really good. It's rare that Madam Yun is so thoughtful. No wonder the prince loves you so much."
Shen Zhiyun's face turned red: "Concubine Yue, you are joking. The prince respects my sister even more."
"You two are really good at chatting." An Yanran sneered. These two women were acting like this in front of her, and she wouldn't give them a chance.
So, she stood up and said she was leaving.
Shen Zhiyun reached out and put the bowl of sour plum soup back into the lunch box, put his own cup back as well, stood up, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "I'll go back with my sister."
An Yanran didn't say anything, just turned around and left.
In her eyes, everyone except herself has bad intentions.
She walked very fast. Shen Zhiyun waved at her from behind with a handkerchief in his hand: "Sister, you should be careful with your body condition."
Just here, An Yanran turned the corner, and the little maid's sight was blocked by Shen Zhiyun. At that moment, An Yanran suddenly screamed, and the whole person fell backward without warning and fell heavily to the ground. Shen Zhiyun and Caiyun immediately shouted for help. The two stepped forward and wanted to help An Yanran up, but her body was too heavy and they couldn't help her up for a while.
"Sister, what do you think?" Shen Zhiyun looked at An Yanran, whose face was ferocious, and asked with concern.
Although An Yanran didn't know what happened in the blink of an eye, she instinctively pushed Shen Zhiyun away: "It's you, you pulled me down."
Shen Zhiyun took two more steps and squatted in front of An Yanran: "Sister, don't be angry. Someone, go find the imperial physician... Sister, your water is broken..."
Shen Zhiyun's face was filled with shock. An Yanran's skirt was wet and blood was constantly flowing out. An Yanran also saw it at this time and immediately started shouting, but no one knew what she was shouting. The maids ran around in panic, and An Ranyue, who was close by, also came forward. When she saw this, she shouted loudly for a doctor, but the voice was too exaggerated. Even in the pain, An Yanran could still hear the joy in the voice.
"Notify Prince Kang and the Royal Concubine immediately, and call the imperial physician." An Ranyue gestured like a general giving orders. Shen Zhiyun stood aside, and he and the maids finally helped An Yanran stand up.
"Go to my yard, it's close to here." An Ranyue directed the maids to bring a rattan chair. An Yanran had no strength to object and sat on it. Everyone lifted it up, and the blood dripped down the chair, forming a line from the corner to the inner room.
Shen Zhiyun watched as everyone surrounded An Yanran and left. She looked at the place where An Yanran had slipped just now. Different from the blood, there was also a small wet mark. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't see it at all. She lifted the hem of her skirt, and seeing that there was no one there, she stepped forward and rubbed it hard with her feet twice. The water mark then became mixed and nothing could be seen.
She pulled out a handkerchief and gently wiped her mouth and hands. The handkerchief was also bright red, but there was a large wet spot in the middle. She put it back into her arms, a hint of cruelty in her eyes, and her smile became more and more bright as she looked at the blood line.
No one would have thought that she hid ice cubes in the bowl under the pretext of drinking sour plum drink. Because there was a lot of ice and it had not completely melted, she picked up a few pieces and hid them in her handkerchief. Taking advantage of Caiyun's sight being blocked, she threw the ice cubes at An Yanran's feet...
The next thing was the traces. Now I felt that I had thought it through very carefully. Even if the clothes and handkerchief were stained with plum juice, it would not be visible. They are bright red in color, and if they were a little wet they would be considered sweat marks. Besides, if you don't look closely, the wet parts will look like dark plum blossoms and will not be visible.
An Yanran's face was twitching in pain. She pulled at her skirt with her hands, and it was torn. An Ranyue showed her master's style: "Madam Yun, go get the midwife and ask her to come quickly. Xiaonuo, go and arrange for the water to be boiled... Sister Yan, don't be afraid, the imperial physician will be here soon. The baby is full-term now, there will be no problem."
An Yanran stared into her eyes and suddenly grabbed An Ranyue's hand: "No matter how... wrong I was in the past, save my child."
An Ranyue nodded in shock: "What are you talking about? Of course we will save you and your child. Besides, don't worry, childbirth is like this. The baby is just two days early. It won't be a problem."
"No... go to the palace and find the Crown Princess... I just want her to save me." After An Yanran said this, she almost fainted from the pain, "Please."
An Ranyue had never experienced such a thing before. She was really scared, so she kept nodding. She hoped that the child would be okay. As for An Yanran, she heard that giving birth to a child was like walking through the gates of hell, and both the adults and the children might not be safe.
But An Yanran was not confused, was she? She actually wanted to go find An Qingran.
"Crown Princess?" An Ranyue asked again hesitantly.
"Yes...she will save me." After An Yanran said this, she felt a pang of pain in her heart and a hint of hatred in her eyes. In the end, she still asked her.
This was the last thing she wanted to do, but for the sake of her children, she had no choice but to do it.
An Qingran received the news quickly. She sat there and pondered for a moment: "Okay, I'll go."
She knew the child was innocent.
But why should she feel pity for other people's children when she knows that others would not do so?
When they made you drink the soup, did you feel even a little guilty?
An Qingran, who was sitting in the carriage, tightly grasped the silver needle bag in her hand. Ren Dong, who was beside her, couldn't help but say, "Crown Princess, the second young lady asked you to go because you helped the lady deliver the baby, but you don't have to go at all."
"No, I must go." An Qingran's face was calm, but only she knew that her heart was in turmoil.
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