Imperial Physician Qin finally returned to the palace.
Previously, Doctor Xing had been giving acupuncture to the empress dowager according to Su Qiqi's instructions. The empress dowager's illness had been mostly cured, but she was occasionally unconscious.
After returning to the palace, Imperial Physician Qin teamed up with Imperial Physician Xing to research a prescription to prevent the return of relapse.
Su Qiqi muttered to herself, even taking out some herbs from her space and throwing them where the imperial doctors could see them. Then she smiled foolishly, pretending that it had nothing to do with her...
The two doctors thought it was miraculous, and the emperor fooled them with a few words and told them not to tell anyone.
After taking a few doses of medicine, the empress dowager finally felt better.
Everyone in the Imperial Hospital praised Imperial Physicians Xing and Qin for their remarkable medical skills. The two doctors confessed their unworthiness, but dared not say more, much less mention Princess Chaoyang's miraculous abilities.
According to traditional customs, at the end of the year, eminent monks from the Wanfo Temple would be invited to the palace to chant scriptures and bring blessings, so as to ensure a safe and peaceful year ahead.
The previous dynasty was so busy that the emperor had no time to spare. Now that the empress dowager was still recuperating, all matters concerning the harem were left to Shen Mingyue to manage.
For a time, many people discussed privately that the imperial concubine was the only master of the harem, and that Shen Mingyue might climb to the throne.
Shen Mingyue reprimanded a few palace servants who had gossiped, ordering them to stop making wild guesses. Then, she carefully arranged everything.
"Be careful, these things are all painted with gold, don't break them."
"The talismans in that box must not be exposed to water. Be careful."
"You'll need the things in this basket soon. Put them somewhere visible so you can find them."
Inside the Yunxiao Pavilion, the monks are busy.
The square tables were stacked high on top of each other.
Three floors, four floors, seven floors.
These tables are surrounded by a circle of glutinous rice at the bottom.
At night, the senior monks of Wanfo Temple will stand at the highest point to chant scriptures and pray for blessings, to ward off evil spirits and disasters.
Shen Mingyue was supported by Qiu He and walked in from outside.
"Your Highness, why are you here?" Wan Shuang walked quickly over and bowed to Shen Mingyue.
She said worriedly, "You're pregnant, you should rest well. If there's anything you need, just send someone over to tell them. Why bother coming here in person?"
Shen Mingyue said, "The Emperor asked me to handle this matter, so naturally I have to keep an eye on it. By the way, why aren't you with the Empress Dowager?"
Wan Shuang seemed a little embarrassed and whispered, "These past few days, Rong Cainu has been serving the Queen Mother every step of the way. The Queen Mother asked me to come here to guard to prevent any mishaps."
"Rong Cainu?"
Shen Mingyue thought about it carefully, but she didn't notice the existence of such a person.
Seeing this, Wan Shuang whispered a reminder: "Rong Cainu has been in the palace for many years, but she has never been favored by the emperor and has always lived in Rongxiang Palace. A few days ago, the empress dowager was seriously ill, and Rong Cainu copied scriptures and gave her a headband she had sewn by hand. The empress dowager was very pleased."
Shen Mingyue nodded, not taking it too seriously.
It is the Queen Mother's freedom to like whoever she likes. She is unwilling to fight for it, nor does she want to fight for it.
I have finally got the life I have today, it’s better to have less trouble than more.
"Your Majesty..."
Seeing that Shen Mingyue didn't react much, Wanshuang became anxious instead.
She looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated. When the words came to her lips, she just sighed helplessly in the end.
If she said too much, it would seem that she was trying to sow discord.
She was someone close to the Queen Mother, and she shouldn't have gotten involved in the competition for favor among the concubines.
"Thank you for the reminder. I understand."
Shen Mingyue responded casually and walked into the house.
From the tables, chairs, and instruments used by the monks to the prayer flags hung on the eaves and treetops; down to the monks' food and drink, and the arrangements for the palace maids...
Shen Mingyue checked carefully and left only after making sure there was no problem.
In the evening, all the masters in the harem gathered in Yunxiao Pavilion.
The emperor was holding Su Qiqi, Shen Mingyue was holding Lu Hongxuan and Mo Yunchi, and Concubine Hu was also holding the fourth prince and the eldest princess.
The person serving the Queen Mother was not Wanshuang, but Rong Cainu.
After everyone took their seats, monks dressed in special costumes held ritual instruments, danced a prayer dance, and chanted scriptures that were not very clear.
A senior monk in a purple-red robe had already been sitting cross-legged at the highest point of the seven-tiered table.
He scattered handfuls of sticky rice onto everyone, seemingly to ward off evil and ward off disasters.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the monk.
Just then, several young palace maids came in from outside with tea.
One of the palace maids raised her eyes and looked at Rong Cainu. When their eyes met, Rong Cainu nodded slightly to the palace maid.
Then, the palace maid walked towards Shen Mingyue. Seeing the right moment, she gritted her teeth and suddenly jumped over the circle of glutinous rice, crashing into the four-tiered table in front of Shen Mingyue.
With a dull thud, the table collapsed instantly.
"Mother!"
"aunt!"
"Your Majesty the Concubine!"
At the critical moment, Lu Hongxuan and Mo Yunchi subconsciously stood in front of Shen Mingyue.
Pei Yi, who was waiting not far away, rushed over at the fastest speed in his life...
Bang, bang, bang...
The table hit the ground with a loud noise.
Some people present were so frightened that they screamed.
The monks were stunned and stood there in a daze.
On the ground, bloodstains spread...
Pei Yi's body was shaped like a "big" character, and he used his body to hold up the fallen tables.
Shen Mingyue, who was supposed to be protected by Pei Yi, had already crawled to the side.
She was panting, pulling Mo Yunchi with one hand and holding Lu Hongxuan with the other.
[Oh my god! The imperial concubine is really good at fighting! Although her movements are a little awkward, they are really cool!]
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