Concubine Liang grasped at straws, "It's like this, Your Majesty, it must be Yueli. Maybe she was asked to be buried alive with Concubine Shen after her death, and that's why she murdered her master!"
"That's nonsense. If that's the case, why did she bite her tongue to death?"
“This… is because…”
After a long pause, Xuan Ling said sternly, "Immediately execute the palace maid Meijuan with a stick. Concubine Liang is to blame. I will demote you from the rank of Concubine to Concubine Shen, and you will be confined to mourn for two months."
Concubine Liang burst into tears and shouted, "Concubine Shu, is it you who harmed me?"
She was helped by the palace maids and taken back to be put in solitary confinement.
Sheng Xiyan thought that the reason Xuan Ling re-appointed her was mainly to give face to Prime Minister Feng and the Empress Dowager.
But was it really Concubine Liang who murdered Concubine Shen? Today's situation is confusing.
At this time, night fell, and the head nanny said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager invites you to move to the Cining Palace for dinner."
Empress Duan and Concubine Shu knew that the Empress Dowager had invited Emperor Xuanwu to the Cining Palace to discuss who would raise Yuqing, so they quickly seized the opportunity to express their thoughts.
"Your Majesty, Sister Sheng is already working hard to take care of Jiang Jiang. If she gets tired, it will delay her ability to have children and spread her family."
Empress Duan hit the nail on the head and spoke from the perspective of caring for Sheng Xiyan.
Concubine Shu cried, "Your Majesty, I had a miscarriage six years ago. The pain is unbearable. I dream about the prince I lost. He was already four months pregnant when he died... Wuuwuwu..."
It meant to remind Emperor Xuanwu that on the night of the emperor and empress's wedding, she had miscarried a prince, and begged the emperor to consider this and give her the second prince to raise.
Empress Duan immediately said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu has no experience in taking care of children. I am afraid she will not be able to do the job."
Concubine Shu chuckled and said, "I can learn. The Empress is taking care of two princesses, so it's even harder for her to have the energy to take care of Yuqing."
Xuan Ling said solemnly, "Shut up, everyone! This noise is disgraceful."
Empress Duan and Concubine Shu were so frightened that they knelt down together.
"Madam Zhao, please report to my mother that I will go to the Cining Palace to see her tomorrow."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Nanny Zhao left, Xuan Ling led Sheng Xiyan to leave.
Empress Duan said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, today is the fifteenth day."
Oh, the fifteenth is the day when the emperor and empress sleep together. According to convention, Emperor Xuanwu should go to Jingren Palace.
Xuan Ling held Sheng Xiyan's hand, reluctant to let go.
How could Sheng Xiyan commit the taboo of competing for favor with the Queen in public? She said softly:
"Your Majesty, I will go back first."
Xuan Ling reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "I will visit you early tomorrow."
"Well, I'll take my leave."
Sheng Xiyan bowed and saluted the Emperor and Empress, then left Zhaochun Palace first. She glanced towards the window of the main palace from the courtyard.
Sister Chen, rest in peace. I hope you are healthy and free from disasters in the other world, with many children and grandchildren to enjoy.
No one even knows what Concubine Shen’s real name is. Women who enter the palace are only called concubines and are no longer themselves.
Sheng Xiyan got on the stage. It was dark night, midsummer, but she felt that there was a cold aura everywhere and she was shivering with cold.
The scenes in Zhaochun Palace just now flashed through my mind, especially the half-bed mattress covered in blood.
Even though I'm a doctor, I sometimes feel psychologically hit when facing female patients, like now.
On the other side, the dragon chariot was in front and the phoenix chariot followed behind, going to Jingren Palace together.
On the imperial carriage, Xuan Ling's eyes were filled with worry as he stroked the imperial green ring on his right ring finger.
Yanyan must be very sad, regretful, and perhaps even scared.
When passing by the banyan tree, the imperial carriage brushed against the branches, startling a few crows that screamed with an extremely miserable and creepy sound, as if they were mourning for Concubine Shen.
"stop."
At the emperor's command, the imperial carriage suddenly stopped.
"Your Majesty?" asked Eunuch Fu.
"Go tell the Queen that I will go see the princess tomorrow."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Then Emperor Xuanwu ordered, "Turn around and go to Guanju Palace."
Guanju Palace, the main hall.
After Hua Xia helped Sheng Xiyan wash up simply, she took off her hair bun and hairpins, and saw that she was worried.
"My lady, please don't be sad."
Jiang Jiang was sleeping soundly next to me.
Sheng Xiyan lamented, "Being a woman is not easy. How many women die giving birth? Sigh."
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, it's all fate. Your Majesty, please go to sleep. I will be guarding outside the palace. Don't be afraid."
After a while, Xuan Ling entered Guanju Palace without notifying anyone.
I tiptoed into the inner hall, where only two butter lamps were dimly lit.
In the red gauze tent,
Sheng Xiyan was wearing a honey-colored smoke silk dress, with her long black hair draped over her shoulders. She sat with her knees hugged and her head buried in her arms.
"Yan Yan?"
Xuan Ling called out softly, Sheng Xiyan loosened her arms and looked up, then saw that it was him and threw herself into his arms.
"I knew you were feeling uncomfortable."
He sat down and wrapped his long arms around her, as tightly as if he was wrapping a rice dumpling.
There was the cry of crows outside the window again. Sheng Xiyan was so scared that her body trembled a few times and she buried her head tightly in his arms.
"Don't be afraid, Yanyan. Tomorrow I will have the Ministry of Rites perform a ritual to help Concubine Shen pass away, so that her soul can rest in peace."
Xuan Ling reached out and touched her cold feet, rubbing them to warm them up.
My Yanyan has only been in the palace for more than half a year, and she doesn’t know that deaths often happen in the palace.
Bending down and kissing her forehead,
"Yanyan, everyone has their own mission. After completing it, they will go to a new place to continue their cultivation."
Sheng Xiyan whispered, "Practicing is a place of suffering. No one can escape the pain of separation from life and death. It's so helpless."
Xuan Ling said faintly:
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