Chapter 173 Death is not a happy death
Song Zhao had actually noticed something was wrong early on:
Zhao was crazy, but she was able to bypass so many guards on the long street corridor.
Holding a dagger, he ran to the road leading to Chaoyang Palace from Xianshou Palace and ambush her?
If no one instructed her or helped her, she would never have been able to accomplish this on her own.
And today, when Zhao saw her, she kept repeating the same sentence in a crazy way:
"If your evil offspring dies, my child will live."
Apparently, someone had said something sinister to the already crazy Zhao, making her think that if she killed Song Zhao and the unborn prince, her child would be able to come back to life.
Besides, there are too many coincidences in this matter.
The spirit tablet of the late emperor in Fengxian Hall fell down for no reason, and the concubine went to Zhao Shi for no reason and released her by mistake. Song Zhao's sedan chair was not likely to have any problems sooner or later, but at this moment, the lifting pole was damaged...
When there are too many coincidences, there must be some human elements involved.
Later, when Song Zhao heard the Concubine Chen explain why she went to cause trouble for Zhao,
Song Zhao speculated that the maid named Qiulan should be the spy arranged by the Queen to be next to Concubine Chen.
Otherwise, how could a loyal servant stir up trouble like this?
So just now, Song Zhao had to remind Concubine Chen to clear away the spies around her as soon as possible.
After all, if this spy continued to stay in the palace of Concubine Chen, it would be even more of a headache if the confession letter that Song Zhao wrote to Concubine Chen was discovered by her one day.
Of course, Song Zhao could analyze all this based on the few clues available, which meant that Xiao Jingheng would definitely not be kept in the dark.
But Zhao was a lunatic after all, and one cannot trust what a lunatic says, so it would be fruitless to pursue the matter further.
This is how the Queen always does things.
You must plan three steps ahead before you take one step. You must first think of a way to escape unscathed before you act.
Although this matter could not hold the Queen responsible,
But given Xiao Jingheng's suspicion, what benefit can the Queen get?
She won this game, but she was afraid that there would be thousands of troubles waiting for her in the future.
After returning to the palace, Song Zhao went to check on Yunshan's condition first.
Xiao Fuzi stayed by Yunshan's side, looking at her without blinking.
The imperial physician cleaned Yunshan's wound and sutured it.
The bleeding stopped and his life was temporarily saved.
But because of excessive blood loss, she is now unconscious and is not out of danger.
Song Zhao looked at Yunshan lying quietly on the sickbed.
Her face was as pale as snow, her lips were cracked and peeling, and there was no sign of life at all.
Song Zhao's heart suddenly tightened.
She gently stroked Yunshan's forehead, smoothed her messy hair, and said to Xiao Fuzi with a sad heart:
"You go and rest. I will stay with her tonight."
Xiao Fuzi said: "Please let me guard Yunshan..."
Song Zhao knew his feelings for Yunshan.
So, she didn't stop him.
That night, Song Zhao tossed and turned and almost did not sleep all night.
The next day, when the east was about to brighten, she hurriedly got up, washed, and went to check on Yunshan.
When she came, she found that Xiao Fuzi was still sitting on the stool in front of the couch, maintaining the same posture as yesterday, with bloodshot eyes and a layer of blue mist under his eyes.
"You didn't sleep all night?"
Xiao Fuzi was very observant of the rules. He didn't dare to ruin Yunshan's innocence.
So he just stared at her the whole night without even touching her hand.
"Yunshan has become like this. There is nothing I can do. I can only stay with her and hope that she can wake up soon."
Song Zhao was worried that if things went on like this, Yunshan would not wake up yet and Xiao Fuzi would pass out first, so he said:
"You go down and take a rest. I will stay here."
Little Fuzi stood there like a piece of wood, refusing to move.
Song Zhao reached out to pull him.
But just as I grabbed his forearm, I heard him hiss and his eyebrows twisted.
Song Zhao frowned slightly, noticing the bloodstains on Xiao Fuzi's brown palace dress.
He still wants to hide.
But Song Zhao had already grabbed his wrist and wiped his sleeve up.
What caught my eye was Fukuko's arm wrapped in coarse cloth.
The not-so-white cloth was almost stained with blood.
Song Zhao understood immediately, "You use blood and flesh as a medicine?"
Xiao Fuzi pulled his hand back and wiped off his sleeves awkwardly, "I just want Yunshan to wake up quickly and do something for her..."
"Are you crazy?" Song Zhao was a little annoyed. "You studied medicine yourself, don't you know how ridiculous this method is? Yunshan has been with me since she was a child, and I regard her as a sister. She became like this to protect me, and I feel more uncomfortable than anyone else. But what can I do? Can't we just live like this? Look up at me."
Xiao Fuzi raised her eyes while sobbing, and met Song Zhao's resolute gaze.
Listen to Song Zhao continue: "You can be sad in your heart, you don't have to show it. You don't have to stay by her side day and night, bleeding and cutting flesh for her medicine, to say that you care about her.
What do you think you can gain from doing this, except for a few worthless self-satisfactions? Can Yunshan wake up? If she wakes up and knows that you hurt yourself like this, will she feel good? "
A few harsh words woke Xiao Fuzi up.
He wiped his tears and whispered, "Your Majesty is teaching me that it is my fault."
Song Zhao knew that he was like this because he cared about Yunshan so much, so he didn't blame him anymore.
"Your Majesty." Zhihua's voice came from outside the veranda room, "Aunt Shuangruo who is beside the Queen is here. She said she came to deliver medicine to Yunshan in accordance with the Queen's order."
Song Zhao's expression turned ugly.
She suppressed the nausea in her heart and said in a cold voice, "Please pass it in."
Xiao Fuzi stood up and moved the stool aside, then stood behind Song Zhao with a serious expression.
Soon, Shuang Ruo came in with a medicine drawer and bowed, and greeted Song Zhao politely.
"Your servant pays respects to Concubine Yi. May your Majesty be well and healthy."
"Aunt, please get up." Song Zhao smiled at her kindly.
Shuang Ruo put the medicine drawer on the table and said, "This is the best Nine Heavens Golden Wound Medicine, which is most effective in healing wounds. The Queen said that Miss Yunshan is a loyal servant and has done a great job in protecting her master, so she specially rewarded her."
Song Zhao smiled and said, "The Queen is so kindhearted that she even cares for the maidservants around me. I am really touched. Xiao Fuzi, please accept the medicine quickly."
Later, Shuangruo pretended to visit Yunshan again, said a few words of concern, and then left.
Only when she left the palace did Xiao Fuzi couldn't help but spit and said angrily:
"How can she be here to show concern for Yunshan? She is clearly here to laugh at us on behalf of the Queen!"
Song Zhao's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were filled with a sharp and murderous edge.
She suddenly raised her hand and knocked the medicine drawer to the ground.
Then he clenched his fists with both hands, his slender fingertips seemed to dig into the flesh, and said in a fierce voice:
"It would be fine if Yunshan is fine. But if anything happens to her, I will make sure that the Queen will not live in peace or die in happiness!"
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