Chapter 392 Then He Must Go!
Bai Wutong racked his brains and finally came up with a solution.
What are the concubines in the harem most afraid of nowadays?
It’s nothing more than a way out!
As long as Jin Weige thinks that there is a problem with her retreat, she will definitely make a fuss!
Bai Wutong calmed himself and called Chan'er softly.
On the surface, she looked normal, as if she was just casually ordering, "Chan'er, go to the imperial kitchen and pick out some of the cakes that I like to eat on weekdays."
As she spoke, she took advantage of no one's attention and quickly wrote a few words on Chan'er's palm with her fingertips.
Chan'er understood instantly, nodded slightly, and replied calmly, "Yes, Madam, I will go right away."
She went straight to the imperial kitchen and took out the pastries neatly.
Just as she was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of her eye. She was delighted and hurried to greet him, "It's been a long time since we last met. How are you, sister? Is your Concubine Duan doing well?"
That person was Duan Chunrou's personal maid. Seeing that she was an acquaintance, she sighed softly and showed a worried look on her face, "Alas, my queen has been in a bad mood these days, and her body has become increasingly weak. She has been ill for quite some time, and has been relying on medicine to barely support herself every day. It is really heartbreaking to see her like this."
"My queen is the same, isn't she?" Chan'er also sighed, her eyes full of worry. "My queen goes to the mourning hall devoutly every day to pray for the emperor, hoping to get a dream from him, but she has received nothing so far, and her heart is filled with sorrow."
As she spoke, Chan'er approached the palace maid inconspicuously, gently took her hand, and patted it affectionately, but in fact she quickly wrote a few words on her palm.
The maid was startled, and subconsciously glanced at her palm, then nodded calmly, "Sister Chan'er, thank you for your concern. I am carrying the nourishing soup made for the Majesty, but I am afraid it will get cold if I delay for too long, so I have to go back and serve the Majesty."
"Then go quickly, don't miss the important things."
The maid hurriedly said goodbye and quickly returned to Duan Chunrou's residence, "My queen, you should drink the tonic soup."
Duan Chunrou was half leaning on the couch, her face as pale as paper.
Her body was originally more fragile than that of ordinary people. In addition, the weather had been freezing cold in recent days, and she had been kneeling outside the Yangxin Palace for a long time to keep vigil, which caused her to catch a cold and become bedridden.
Although I took medicine on time every day, my condition did not improve, and I became more and more anxious.
"Um."
"Your Majesty, I just met Sister Chan'er who was beside Concubine Zhao in the imperial kitchen."
Duan Chunrou heard this, and a glimmer of light finally flashed in her dim eyes, and she asked anxiously, "Sister, is she... is she okay?"
"Sister Chan'er said that Concubine Zhao is also very worried, but she is stronger than you. You must take good care of yourself and recover soon."
"I understand." Duan Chunrou raised her head and drank the tonic soup, then lay back on the couch, her voice weary, "You go and do your work, I want to be alone and quiet."
The crowds and noise only made her already dizzy head hurt worse.
The palace maid bowed and retreated to a deserted place. She found an excuse to send the others away and found a familiar palace maid. Her fingertips quickly stroked across her palm.
The news was quietly passed on to Yaoguang Palace by several people.
Jin Weige has been in a very bad mood recently.
A few days ago, she had a fight with a Turkic beauty and got a bloody scratch on her temple. A thin scab has just formed on it. She rubbed it repeatedly in front of the bronze mirror, fearing that it would leave a scar.
But then she laughed at herself again. The emperor had passed away. Who would care whether this face was beautiful or ugly?
Just as she was worrying, the personal maid from the Jin Mansion came in quickly, her face pale, "My Lady, something terrible has happened!"
"What happened again?" Whenever she heard these four words recently, her heart would start to tremble and even her eyelids would twitch!
"I heard the news..." The maid leaned closer and lowered her voice, "After the crown prince ascended the throne, in order to stabilize the border, he actually ordered the young master to guard the border all year round! In this way, if the queen is troubled by others in the palace, she will have no one to rely on. The queen Zhaofei is afraid that..."
She didn't dare to say anything more, she just bit her lip and looked at her master.
In the harem, there are so many ways to torture people.
Maybe the soup served every day was poisoned by cold, or maybe the palace servants deliberately neglected their food and clothing...
Even if it doesn't hurt anyone, it can still make people suffer!
Jin Weige stood up suddenly, and his sleeves swept the teacup off his chest. "What did you say? Let my brother go to guard the border?"
Of course she knew what this meant. Throughout the ages, military generals stationed in the city were not allowed to return to the capital for seven or eight years at the shortest, more than ten years at the longest, or even for their entire lives!
If this is true, she will have no help in this deep palace!
Even if Jin Zhi holds military power, how can he protect her with thousands of mountains and rivers between them?
It can protect her life, but it cannot protect her daily life in this palace.
"That bitch Concubine Zhao!" She gritted her teeth, her nails almost digging into the palace maid's flesh, "She has long disliked me. If I don't have my brother to intimidate her, I'm afraid she will try every way to torture me!"
"No!" She grabbed the hairpin and threw it at the bronze mirror!
Amid the clanging sound, cracks spread across the mirror, reflecting her distorted face. "I can't just sit there and wait for death! The emperor is dead anyway, so I'm going to ask Concubine Zhao for the truth!"
After saying that, she couldn't wait to get up and go to Ti Shun Hall.
"Concubine Zhao!"
The voice arrives before the person arrives.
Chan Er came out to greet him, "Madam Concubine Jin, what can I do for you?"
"Get out of here!" Jin Weige pushed her away without any hesitation and strode into the room. "Zhao Fei, what do you mean?"
Bai Wutong frowned and pretended to be confused, "What do you want?"
"Don't pretend here. It was you who wanted my brother to guard the border, right?"
Bai Wutong was extremely annoyed, "I don't know what you are talking about, get out!"
"No, I won't leave if you don't explain it clearly today!" Jin Weige had been upset for so many days and wanted to vent his anger on the Turkic beauty, but he ended up being tickled by two people!
Now that this happened, I was completely blinded by anger.
Bai Wutong naturally thought of this. Jin Weige's personality is a bit hot-tempered, and he has been suppressed for so long. It only takes a little spark to ignite it!
"I know you don't like me and want to deal with me, but you can't let my brother go to guard the border!"
Bai Wutong narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't know where you heard the news, but I can tell you clearly that whether General Jin wants to go to the border or not is not up to you and me, understand? Now everything must be based on the safety of Darong Country. If Darong Country needs General Jin to garrison, then he must go!"
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