The cold wind, the dead leaves flying in the night wind, and the woman's miserable cries.

The eunuch looked at Qian Wanyi, who was no longer beautiful, and said with a fake smile, "Qian Wanyi, please go on your way."

Qian Wanyi looked stiffly at the snow-white silk and kept shaking her head and backing away. She didn't want to die, she was afraid of death. She wanted to live and live a high and mighty life. But the eunuchs would not allow her to struggle. They strode forward, wrapped the white silk around her neck, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Don't do evil things in your next life. Have a good journey." After saying that, they pulled her away with force.

After half an incense stick of time, the leading eunuch saw the eunuchs in the room retreating, and knew that the job was done. He waved his hand and signaled the Taoist priest behind him to go in: "Remember to clean it up thoroughly."

The Taoist nodded, flicked the whisk in his hand, and walked in silently.

"When the matter is done, drag her out. The emperor has ordered that she be buried according to the lowest rank of Changing Clothes. We don't need to bother with it." Changing Clothes from the ninth rank is a title, but in reality it is not even as good as a palace maid with some status. Qian Wanyi was really confused. Everyone in the harem knew that the emperor valued Concubine Zhao, but she wanted to plot against Concubine Zhao. It's not that she doesn't have enough connections, but she doesn't have a good brain. She lost her life just like that. I don't know if it's worth it.

Half an hour later, Qian Wanyi was carried out. The leading eunuch wiped his hands and said to the young eunuch behind him, "Let's go. I still have to report to Eunuch Gao."

The lights in Qianzheng Palace were bright. Feng Jin listened to Gao Dezhong's report and said calmly, "Since the matter is over, let's not talk about it anymore. Let people take good care of Xihe Palace. I want Concubine Zhao and the child to be well."

Gao Dezhong took the order and retreated. After leaving the main hall, he felt relieved. However, he felt vaguely that he seemed to know something he shouldn't know.

Qian Wanyi's death made the concubines in the harem much more obedient. When the baby in Zhuang Yuyan's belly was already eight months old, the weather gradually became warmer. She could not eat anything too cold, so she could only ask people to put some ice basins in the corners of the room and let the palace maids fan her constantly to relieve the irritability of the heat.

The imperial physician came to check her pulse three times a day. The baby was fine, so Zhuang Yuyan was not worried. However, the baby's legs were too strong when it moved, and sometimes it hurt her. She had a lot of trouble sleeping at night, and when it was particularly hot, she felt that she couldn't breathe smoothly, so her temper became worse and worse.

It finally rained, and the next day was much cooler. Zhuang Yuyan held Yunxi's hand and went for a walk in the Yu Garden. As a result, she saw Concubine Yan and Su Xiuyi quarreling in a pavilion, and even mentioned her. She was in a bad mood at the time, so she sneered and said, "You two are in a good mood. Since you have opinions about me, why not say it in front of me."

The two of them had not expected that Zhuang Yuyan, who was already eight months pregnant, would appear in this place. Their faces immediately changed and they knelt down with a plop. They knew that even the empress in the harem had to give Zhuang Yuyan some face, not to mention the concubines who already had little favor from the emperor.

"Hey, why don't you say anything?" Zhuang Yuyan waved the fan in her hand, sat down at the stone table in the pavilion, and said in a cold voice, "I don't know what it means that I take advantage of my child to occupy the emperor every day. Su Xiuyi said this because she is resentful of the emperor and me?"

Su Xiuyi's voice began to tremble: "I dare not." Without Concubine Shugui's protection, although her temper was still bad, she was much less timid. Her current look reminded Zhuang Yuyan of her arrogant look in the past.

Zhuang Yuyan glanced at her and her eyes fell on Concubine Yan: "How dare you, a concubine, talk back to Xiuyi? Who gave you the courage?" Ever since Concubine Shugui declined, Su Xiuyi's life in the harem has become difficult. Now even Concubine Yan is making things difficult for her. It can be seen what kind of life she is living now.

Concubine Yan said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, you are wise. It was because Su Xiuyi spoke disrespectfully to you that I quarreled with him."

"Oh?" Zhuang Yuyan paused with her fan and then smiled, "I didn't know when Concubine Yan would care about me so much."

Concubine Yan bit her lip and dared not to defend herself. She had a bad relationship with Zhuang Yuyan in the past, and she even took advantage of Zhuang Yuyan's misfortune when she was in a weak position. Now that Zhuang Yuyan said this, she really had no way to refute it.

The smile on Zhuang Yuyan's face suddenly faded like a tide, "Come here, Concubine Yan and Su Xiuyi are not distinguishing between high and low, slap them thirty times."

"Yes!" Ting Zhu, who was at the back, came up with several palace maids and ignored the struggle of the two men and slapped them hard twice.

Listening to the crisp sound of slapping, Zhuang Luyan suddenly remembered that it seemed that when she first came to this world, the original owner had been slapped by Ma. Now, those who had troubled the original owner have become a thing of the past in the harem. She wondered who would come to trouble her in the future?

She turned her eyes away from Su Xiuyi and Yan Guipin, and slowly stood up holding Yunxi's hand, walked outside the pavilion, looked at the butterflies dancing in the distance, stroked her belly, and suddenly smiled. At least in this world, there was someone who truly existed because of her.

Concubines and emperors may have real feelings, but most of them are still fake. She doesn't know how much Feng Jian really cares about her, but there is one thing she needs to be grateful to him for, that is, he tried his best to protect the child in her belly. Otherwise, no matter how many tricks she has, she can't keep this child.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Zhuang Yuyan turned around and saw Feng Jin walking towards her. She looked back at Ting Zhu and the others who had stopped, and greeted him with a smile on her face, "Why is the emperor here?"

"I just happened to pass by here," Feng Jin supported her and glanced at the people kneeling in the pavilion, "What did Su Xiuyi and Concubine Yan do wrong?"

"When I came here just now, I happened to hear them arguing. They mentioned that I was taking advantage of the child to take advantage of Your Majesty. I was so angry that I asked someone to slap them in the face," Zhuang Yuyan said with a bad look on her face. "I didn't expect the emperor to come here."

"If that's the case, don't stop and keep slapping each other." Feng Jin glanced at Liang Ting calmly, holding Zhuang Yuyan's hand and slowly walked forward, "Yuyan, what do you think of the queen?"

Zhuang Yuyan didn't expect Feng Jin to say this suddenly. She stared at Feng Jin's calm face in a daze, and after a while she said, "The queen is fair and manages the harem very well."

After a long silence, Feng Jin let go of her hand, put it behind his back and said, "I understand."

Zhuang Yuyan waved the round fan in her hand and said with a smile, "It's the same for the emperor, right?" This man is heartless, but not so heartless as to be inhuman.

It was the first time that Feng Jin heard Zhuang Yuyan say such straightforward words. He was a little surprised. He looked at this smiling woman with extremely complicated feelings, but also an indescribable sense of relief. "She married me when she was fifteen, and now it has been more than ten years."

Zhuang Luoyan lowered her eyelids and looked at the round fan in her hand. The beauty on the fan was sitting leaning on the railing, wearing gorgeous clothes and beautiful hairpins but alone. "The Empress is fine." After saying this, she raised her head and looked at Feng Jian.

Their eyes met, and in the end, Feng Jian looked away first. He held Zhuang Yuyan's hand again and sighed softly: "I will accompany you back to the palace. The weather will get hot soon."

In the summer of the 11th year of Chengxuan, the Zhao family, the maternal family of Empress Duanhe, committed many serious crimes and were confiscated by the emperor and demoted to commoners. Because of the friendship between the emperor and the empress, the Zhao family was not beheaded, but exiled to the frontier. Emperor Chengxuan even said that the Zhao family would still be eligible for the imperial examination after three generations.