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Chapter 1869 Princess Concubine Face Saint

Despite the previous words as a prelude, Su Jinpa still felt a rapid breathing after confirming the news.

Her thoughts were instantly confused, and various arrangements and arrangements for this news flooded into her mind, but Su Jinpa immediately reacted and the most urgent thing was to hide the matter tightly, and then immediately asked Li Chen to return to Beijing.

Once the emperor dies, it will be a situation where the world changes. If Li Chen is not here, there will be chaos.

"How many people know?" Su Jinpa asked anxiously.

"You, me, the palace maids and imperial physicians who serve you."

Zhao Qinglan said calmly: "The palace maids and imperial physicians have been taken seriously. No one is allowed to leave the surveillance line for a while. Even when going to the toilet, there are people following them. The person responsible for monitoring them is divided into batches and shifts, and they do not know the inside story.

All are the prince's team."

Upon hearing this, Su Jinpa breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Empress is meticulous and must not be leaked before the prince returns to Beijing." Su Jinpa said.

Zhao Qinglan looked a little tired, she said, "I also think so. Although I am now in charge of the government, there are not many resources that can be mobilized. After all, Zhao Xuanji is still in charge of the government. After thinking about it, I still feel that I will do it.

You asked you to enter the palace to discuss how to deal with it safely. I will consider whether you should inform General Su, and then General Su will transfer troops into the palace for martial law?"

Su Jinpa frowned and shook her head slightly and said, "It's not appropriate."

"The fewer people know about this matter, the better. The more you move, the more you will be, the more likely you will be to reveal flaws. Although my father is reliable, the people below may not be, let alone even if no one leaks the secret, the palace suddenly has martial law.

Anyone who is interested can guess some of his eyebrows and eyes by guessing, but he will do nothing. It is safest to keep it loose on the outside and tight on the inside. What do you think?”

Zhao Qinglan nodded and said, "I also have this level of consideration. Since you think it's best not to tell me first, then I won't tell me."

Su Jinpa thought for a while and said, "Empress, it's not that I can't trust the empress, but this matter is too serious. Can I let me face the saint?"

Zhao Qinglan didn't feel offended and nodded, "It's okay, just come with me."

Zhao Qinglan is in front and Su Jinpa is in back. The two are half apart in front and back, and come to Qianqing Palace together.

After entering the Qianqing Palace, Su Jinpa found that the Qianqing Palace seemed to be normal outside had already been covered with guards, and he had completely achieved three steps, one post, five steps, and one whistle. There were at least ten swords in any direction.

The guards are monitoring, let alone people, even a fly can be found in the first place.

The two of them walked unobstructedly and entered the Qianqing Palace bedroom. There were seven or eight imperial doctors inside. Several were resting, and some were discussing quietly in the corner. The remaining few were guarding the side of the dragon couch, but no matter what they were doing.

Yes, even the few who were resting were frowning and their faces were filled with sorrow.

Seeing Zhao Qinglan and Su Jinpa arrive, all the imperial physicians stood up, and even those who were resting were awakened by their companions. These imperial physicians came to the two of them to salute respectfully.

"I, please see the Empress and the Crown Princess."

Zhao Qinglan nodded expressionlessly and said, "Thank you all these days."

"The responsibilities that I should fulfill."

Even though he said so, the imperial physicians' faces were still very heavy.
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