Chapter 259 really shortened my lifespan.
Jiang Wan Ning shook her head seriously, "Not entirely."
"We also occasionally discuss the differences in food and clothing between the Eastern Tombs and the Western Xia."
Pei Yanchuan felt a pang of sympathy for the gyrfalcon, which flew around all day just for these trivial matters.
On the other side,
Song Zhuran was swinging on a swing in her courtyard, with the person who had just taken the pulse of Empress Song Zhuyi standing beside her.
"My sister is pregnant. Have you confirmed it?"
“Miss, I dare to swear on my life that Her Majesty the Empress is indeed pregnant, but the pregnancy is still in its early stages and the situation is somewhat unstable.”
Song Zhuran stopped, bracing herself with her feet, and turned to look at the man. "You mean, my sister's pregnancy is unstable?"
"Does that mean now is the best time to have an abortion?"
“That is indeed the case,” the man said. “However, Her Majesty the Empress is in poor health, and she will likely have to be very careful throughout her pregnancy.”
Why didn't your grandfather detect your sister's pregnancy by feeling her pulse?
Song Zhuran's voice was slightly cold, and the man immediately knelt on the ground, "Miss, please investigate thoroughly. It must be that Her Majesty the Empress used some means to prevent my grandfather from finding out."
“Ever since you, Miss, placed my grandfather in the Imperial Hospital, he has never made a single mistake.”
"Has there never been a mistake?" Song Zhuran pouted and tilted her head in thought. "But if there has never been a mistake, why didn't he know that the poison in my sister's body had been cured?"
"She was already pregnant, but they couldn't find out."
The man's heart tightened, and he quickly kowtowed, "It seems that Her Majesty the Empress has some suspicions. That Princess Langya is a skilled physician, and it must be she who is causing trouble."
“Sigh,” Song Zhuran sighed softly, “This only proves that your grandfather was not as skilled as others.”
"If you're not as skilled as others, you can't blame them." Song Zhuran smiled sweetly at the man, revealing her two little tiger teeth.
The man was terrified by Song Zhuran's expression, his back drenched in cold sweat. "Miss...my grandfather is very old..."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of him until the end." Song Zhuran turned around and sat on the stool next to her, tucking a strand of long hair behind her ear and playing with it. "I will have the best coffin in the whole capital made for him."
"It wasn't for nothing that he helped me for so many years."
"Miss...please spare my grandfather and let him live."
"What are you saying?" Song Zhuran asked innocently. "You said he's old, and since he's old, he should go and enjoy his retirement."
"Don't worry, I will spend a lot of money to fold gold ingots for him personally, so that he can live comfortably in the underworld."
"Miss..." The man knelt and crawled two steps with tears in his eyes.
Song Zhuran sighed, "Are you planning to go down and keep him company? You're so filial. I love filial people the most, so I will definitely grant your wish."
After Song Zhuran finished speaking, she stared intently at the man, a slight smile playing on her lips, which then turned sinister and terrifying.
The man was so frightened that he leaned back, trembling all over, and kowtowed, begging for mercy, "Thank you, Miss, for your kindness to my grandfather."
Song Zhuran straightened up and said easily, "That's more like it."
"Alright, to make amends, go find some medicine and use whatever method you can to make my sister miscarry."
"I don't really want a nephew right now."
Song Zhuran played with the hair in her hand, propping her elbow on the table. "It's better to wait until I enter the palace. It won't be too late then."
"Miss wants to enter the palace, but the letter you wrote to Her Majesty today was a forgery. What if Her Majesty asks about it and it exposes the old master?"
"You think my sister didn't have any suspicions? She's had her suspicions for a while now, otherwise why wouldn't she tell me she was pregnant?"
"But it doesn't matter. As long as she doesn't survive these next few days, I can enter the palace smoothly. Only the child in my womb can be the future crown prince."
Song Zhuran gently stroked her belly as she spoke.
"Does Miss really want to have His Majesty's child?" the man asked in a low voice.
"Hmph, if I wanted to get pregnant, I would have been pregnant long ago after all these years of going to the palace." Song Zhuran said with a disdainful look. "My child can only be his."
When Song Zhuran spoke of the 'him' she was referring to, her whole demeanor softened, and her eyes shone brightly.
The man naturally dared not ask who this person was, and could only obediently agree, "I will go and prepare the medicine right away. I will certainly not disappoint you this time, Miss."
"However, I have another question."
Song Zhuran didn't speak, but gave the man a look. The man said, "Why don't you kill the Empress, Miss? That way you can easily enter the palace."
Song Zhuran gently lifted the man's chin and bent down slightly. "You want me to kill my sister?"
Seeing that Song Zhuran's expression was not right, the man immediately said, "I am only thinking of Miss, because in my heart, Miss is my only master."
"That's none of your business." Song Zhuran pinched the man's chin hard, forcing him to look up at her. "What I hate most is someone like you who thinks he's so smart."
"You're lucky I don't want to kill anyone today. If there's a next time, the flowers in my garden will be lacking fertile soil."
The man quickly said, "It was my fault for overstepping my bounds, Miss. Please forgive me, Miss."
Song Zhuran then smiled sweetly and gently helped him up, saying, "You always kneel like this, it's making me lose years of my life. I'm only fifteen."
"You are not worthy of such a grand gesture for someone your age. Get up now."
Without hesitation, the man stood up quickly, head bowed.
Until a voice said in his ear, "Step back."
The man took two steps back and left, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve as he turned around.
......
When Pei Yanchuan and Jiang Wanning arrived at the free clinic, the Duchess of England was sunbathing outside.
Hearing the noise at the door, he immediately perked up his ears. "Is that Chuan'er?"
Unlike last time, Pei Yanchuan did not simply walk calmly to the Duchess of Yingguo and softly call out, "Mother."
The Duchess of England nodded repeatedly, her hands slowly moving down Pei Yanchuan's arm to his cheek. "Chuan'er, where have you been these days?"
"Mother thought you would never come back, and the young man who treated my illness was also gone."
“It was an emergency, and I didn’t have time to tell you,” Pei Yanchuan said. “I’ve come to tell my mother some good news.”
The Duchess of England turned her head slightly. "What good news?"
Pei Yanchuan glanced at Jiang Wanning beside him and said softly, "Ningning got a book by chance, which might be good for your eyes."
The Duchess of England was taken aback at first, then said, "No...no need."
After saying that, she realized that what she said was inappropriate, so she explained, "Mother has gotten used to living in the dark all these years."
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