Following Yunxi's scream, everyone in the neighboring seats looked towards Zhao Chongyi. They were so frightened at the sight that their faces turned pale. All this blood...did Zhao Chongyi have a miscarriage?

When Feng Jian heard the scream, he felt something was wrong. When he looked at Zhuang Yuyan, the other person's face was already pale, but he endured the pain and didn't cry out. He moved his feet, glanced at the royal family and ministers present, but ultimately did not stand up.

"Yunxi, don't make a noise, this is a state banquet." Zhuang Luoyan raised her head and tugged at her fox fur coat. "Your Majesty, I am not feeling well. I hope Your Majesty will allow me to leave first."

Feng Jin tightly grasped the wine glass in his hand, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I will report to you later." After that, he turned and looked at Gao Dezhong beside him, "The snow is heavy and the road is slippery. You will escort Zhao Chongyi back to the palace for me."

"I obey your order." Gao Dezhong dared not delay and hurriedly retreated. Many court officials and ladies present did not understand what was going on. They just saw the emperor's most favored eunuch escorting Zhao Chongyi back to the palace, and they felt in their hearts how favored Zhao Chongyi was.

Several wives of the royal family who were sitting close to Zhao Chongyi were horrified. Fortunately, Zhao Chongyi understood the overall situation and did not make a fuss, otherwise the royal family would be embarrassed today. It was very embarrassing to expose such a thing as the miscarriage caused by the harem struggle in such a public place.

After leaving the Taihe Hall, Gao Dezhong immediately asked the powerful eunuch to bring the sedan chair, and lowered his voice to ask the palace maid Yunxi urgently: "Have you summoned the imperial physician?"

"Reporting to Chief Steward Gao, I have asked Fubao to pass it on," Yunxi, with red eyes, helped Zhuang Luoyan get on the sedan chair, held her hand, and comforted her: "Master, we will arrive at the palace soon, it's okay."

"Yunxi, can I not keep my child?" Zhuang Yuyan's face turned pale, and her voice was very small and trembling, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Gao Dezhong looked at Zhao Chongyi with a sad expression and felt that her face was whiter than the fox fur coat she was wearing. He sighed in his heart, thinking that this was not her fate after all.

Zhuang Yuyan's departure did not make the concubines feel relaxed, but rather a little uneasy. Zhao Chongyi's inexplicable miscarriage would inevitably arouse suspicion. They were all present, and if the emperor became angry or suspicious of them...

"Your Majesty, look at this..." The Queen saw that although the Emperor's face looked normal, there was a shadow in his eyes. She knew that the Emperor was still looking forward to the child in Zhao Chongyi's belly. She couldn't help but feel lucky that the child was not born. "How about I go and take a look?"

"No need, you are the queen of a country, how can we miss you at the state banquet?" Feng Jin put down the wine glass he had been holding for a while, and signaled the eunuch beside him to pour the wine. When the eunuch poured the wine, he felt that the eunuch's service was not satisfactory enough, and Gao Dezhong served well, so he waved away impatiently.

After seeing the emperor's behavior, the queen stopped talking and calmly watched the fireworks exploding in the sky.

Concubine Rou glanced at the empty seat, then looked at the Empress and Concubine Shugui, curled her lips, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The Crown Prince of Gao Mei naturally noticed the chaos just now, and asked the envoy beside him in a low voice, "Which concubine of His Majesty the Emperor just left?"

"Crown Prince, I have inquired about it. The one who just left was the Emperor of Jiuzhou's most recent favorite concubine, Zhao Chongyi. A few days ago, it was reported that she was pregnant, but I think something is not right." The envoy also knew some of the twists and turns of the women in the harem and couldn't help but feel sorry for this concubine.

Pu Tai Nguyen smacked his lips and waved his hands: "This is the Emperor's business. It has nothing to do with us. There is no need to discuss it."

Minister Zhuang frowned as he looked at the empty seat after his sister left. Why did his sister suddenly leave the state banquet? Could something have happened? He looked at the emperor's face in confusion, but didn't find anything wrong. Could it be that he was overthinking?

Feng Jin smiled seldom during the entire banquet, but the ministers were already accustomed to his majesty, and no one thought it was unusual.

The Queen felt a little uncomfortable. She had known the Emperor since childhood when she was still the companion of Princess Funing. Later, she was arranged to marry with the late Emperor. She was dressed in red on the wedding year, which made many people jealous.

Now, many years have passed, and she has grown from an ignorant fifteen-year-old girl to a woman in the palace. Recalling the love she had in the past, she couldn't help but feel a little bitter. The people in the imperial family were ruthless. She watched the women around her gain favor and then slowly lose favor. Even though she was used to it, it was still bitter to see it.

Now seeing that the emperor had fallen in love with another woman, the bitterness in her heart spread to her mouth, and she felt indescribably uncomfortable.

"I don't know how Zhao Chongyi is doing," Concubine Rou said worriedly, "It's so cold today, don't let her catch a cold."

"Zhao Chongyi is a blessed person, I think nothing will happen to her," Concubine Xian smiled and raised her eyebrows to look at Concubine Rou, "I never thought that Concubine Rou and Zhao Chongyi have such a close relationship."

Concubine Rou remained calm: "We are all sisters, how could anyone here not worry about Zhao Chongyi?" But why she was worried was not certain. Concubine Rou sneered in her heart. Zhao Chongyi had a miscarriage today, and she didn't know who was responsible. How dare they plot against her at a state banquet?

"Of course I'm worried," Xu Zhaorong sighed, "This world is always changing."

Concubine Rou looked down on her pretending to be weak, sneered and ignored her words.

At this time, Concubine Xian suddenly spoke up: "Just now I saw that Concubine Shugui didn't eat much porridge. Is she unwell and has no appetite?"

"Thank you for your concern, Concubine Xian. I am fine." Concubine Shugui glanced at Concubine Xian calmly. It was not easy to put the suspicion on her. "But Concubine Xian is really careful and observant."

"Okay," the Queen said at this time, "since the sisters are worried about Zhao Chongyi, you can go to Xihe Palace to visit her later. There is no need to discuss it here."

Feng Jin looked at the women expressionlessly, put down the silver chopsticks in his hand, rinsed and wiped his mouth, and said lightly: "It's getting late, my dear ministers, please do as you please." After that, he stood up.

When the ministers saw that the emperor was about to leave, they hurriedly stood up and bowed to see him off.

The empress looked at the emperor's back, her eyes darkened, and she suppressed her emotions. After saying a few polite words to the wives of the clan and the noble ladies, she also stood up and left.

The banquet was over here, and people left in twos and threes. Several concubines also left with the queen, but they all knew in their hearts that tonight would be another sleepless night.

"Your Majesty," He Yu handed the woman with soup to the empress after leaving Taihe Hall, "Are you going back to Jingyang Palace?"

The Queen sighed and said, "I don't know how Zhao Chongyi is doing right now. I'm worried and can't fall asleep. Let's go to Xihe Palace to check."

The winter in the capital is never as mild as the winter in the south of the Yangtze River. The cold wind blowing on your body can chill you to the bone.

The empress sat on the soft imperial concubine chair. Although the charcoal fire in the room was burning brightly, her feet felt cold. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the emperor sitting beside her. Since Zhao Chongyi was sent back to the inner room of Xihe Palace, the emperor had not said a word while sitting in the outer room.

Such a thing happened at the state banquet. Although it was covered up, no one who witnessed it could fail to see that Zhao Chongyi's miscarriage was very strange. Fortunately, Zhao Chongyi knew the general situation and did not make a big fuss. She comforted the people serving her and had them send her back to the palace, so the matter did not become more embarrassing.

The royal family's face was saved, but it was not known whether the fetus in Zhao Chongyi's belly could be saved. If not, there would be turmoil in the harem for some time.

"Doctor, how is Zhao Chongyi?" Yun Xi looked at the two doctors worriedly. Coincidentally, the doctor on duty today was Mao, and the other doctor, Zhang, had a very good relationship with Mao. Both of them were old doctors in the Imperial Hospital, and they were always very reliable and had great medical skills, so Fu Bao called them both over.

Doctor Zhang bowed his head and took Zhao Chongyi's pulse. Although he looked normal, he was suspicious. Zhao Chongyi's pulse was not a sign of miscarriage. Although it was a little weak, it was more like a woman's menstrual pulse. He couldn't help but look at his friend. It was his friend who diagnosed Zhao Chongyi's pregnancy. His friend had always been stable. How could such a thing happen?

Gao Dezhong saw that Doctor Zhang had been silent and his face was getting uglier and uglier. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Doctor Zhang, can Zhao Chongyi's child be saved?"

"This..." Doctor Zhang retracted his hand, "Zhao Chongyi's pulse is weak and needs to be replenished. How about Doctor Mao come and take another look?"

Gao Dezhong knew that the people in the Imperial Hospital always wanted to be safe, so he said, "Then hurry up and take the pulse. The Emperor and Empress are here. If Zhao Chongyi has any problems, you can handle it."

Not long after taking the pulse through the cloth, Doctor Mao's face changed. He had drunk two sips of wine on the day of the pulse check. When he took Zhao Chongyi's pulse, it was slippery, so he said that she was pregnant and now she was awake. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Women may also have slippery pulses a few days before their period.

Thinking about the consequences of misdiagnosis and the emperor's doting on Zhao Chongyi, Doctor Mao swallowed, slowly stood up, glanced at Doctor Zhang, and seeing that he had no intention of exposing him, he had to say, "Eunuch Gao, women need to pay special attention in the first three months of pregnancy. Zhao Chongyi's fetus... can no longer be saved." At this time, he was already feeling lucky that today he and Doctor Zhang came to diagnose Zhao Chongyi. If it was someone else, his whole family would have been in danger.

When Yun Xi heard what Doctor Mao said, she knew that her master had made the right bet. No matter what the reason was for Doctor Mao to say that her master was pregnant, her master was now pretending to have a miscarriage, which was to let Doctor Mao know that no matter whether it was a real pregnancy or a false pregnancy, the miscarriage had to be confirmed. If it was a misdiagnosis, Doctor Mao would not dare to tell the truth. If it was not a misdiagnosis, but someone deliberately framed her, Doctor Mao would not dare to say that she was faking pregnancy. After all, it was he who said that she was pregnant, so he would have to bear all the consequences.

So no matter what the reason was, Imperial Physician Mao had only one choice, which was to announce to the outside world that Zhao Chongyi had suffered a miscarriage. Even if he couldn't catch the person who framed her, it would at least make the emperor feel a little sympathy and resolve the immediate crisis.

"How could this happen?" Yun Xi staggered with a pale face. Seeing that the master on the bed had woken up, she quickly showed a comforting expression, "Master, are you awake?"

"Where is my child?" Zhuang Weiyan asked with a trembling voice.

"Master...you will have children in the future." Yun Xi's eyes reddened, but she held back her tears and pressed the quilt for Zhuang Yuyan.

After a moment of silence, sobbing sounds were heard from the bed. Although the sound was very low, one could still hear the sorrow in the crying.

Gao Dezhong looked at the scene in the house and quietly retreated to the outer room. After paying his respects to the emperor and empress, he said, "Your Majesty, Zhao Chongyi's child is gone."

When the queen heard this, she couldn't tell whether she felt relieved or something else. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when she turned her head and saw the cold expression on the emperor's face, she couldn't say anything.

Because the pity in the emperor's eyes was something he didn't have when Xu Zhaorong miscarried.