In the Yangxin Hall, Feng Baogao opened the side door curtain, and the Holy Master tied the collar button around his neck and walked out of the bed.

When the Holy One came to sit down, Feng Bao waved to the timid palace servants on the side, and the four palace servants who met the Holy One late at night approached one after another, and according to their master's instructions, reported the matter of Yonghe Gong Lancai's difficult childbirth.

The Holy Master took the tea bowl, held the tea lid and fiddled with the tea soup a few times, then lowered his head and took a sip of tea with no expression on his face.

The four palace residents are from Kunning Palace, Changxin Palace, Jingren Palace, and Yonghe Palace from left to right. The contents of their reports are all similar. However, there are also differences.

The palace attendants of Kunning Palace put the empress's attitude at the forefront, focusing on giving up the elder and protecting the younger; Jingren Palace and Yonghe Palace surprisingly unanimously put the attitude of the imperial concubine at the forefront, pointing out that both of them followed the imperial concubine's wishes and were willing to respect her.

Chong Lan's wish was given to the young and the big; but the palace servants of Changxin Palace were the first to confirm Lan's wish, and then the attitude of the concubine and others. As for the queen's opinion, she did not even mention it.

When he put down the tea bowl, the Holy Father did not distinguish between happiness and anger: "Tell the queen, concubines and others that the emperor can have another heir. In addition, we will go to Lingtai Hospital and do our best to save Lan Cairen."

After the four palace attendants took the order and retreated, the Holy Master slowly lowered his eyes.

At this point, he was completely disappointed with the queen.

When she shouldn't have made up her mind, she often acted on her own initiative and did things that were contrary to the holy will. When she should have made the decision to act as a country's queen, she hesitated and hesitated.

Since ancient times, it has been an unwritten rule of the royal family to keep the elder and the younger. As a queen, she could make a decision on the spot regarding Lan Cairen. If she could make a prompt decision on this matter, then how much more could he think highly of her?

It would be okay for the emperor's heir to be raised in the middle palace. However, she was coerced by the palace concubine and did not dare to make a decision, and even wanted to harass the emperor for this.

As a queen, she had never thought that if everything in the harem had to be decided by the emperor, then what use would it be for her to be the lord of the sixth palace.

Feng Baoshen came over to refill the tea soup.

The saint took it for a long time and drank it slowly with his eyes closed without any expression.

"That's all, that's fine." He closed the lid of the tea gently but not too hard, and said in a calm voice: "With a biological mother who is greedy for life and afraid of death, the emperor will not be much better off. If we add an adoptive mother who is unclear about everything,

, wouldn’t it be worse in the future? In this case, it’s not a pity.”

Feng Bao lowered his head and just said nothing.

Thinking of what the four palace servants had reported, the Holy Emperor put down the tea bowl and let out a long sigh.

He didn't even need to ask carefully to know whose hand it was that he asked the talented person Lan about his wishes. Since ancient times, in the royal family, when it comes to the emperor's heirs, how can a young talented person be qualified to make such a choice? Probably the imperial concubine will always do it.

Something unexpected like this happened.

She shook her head and sighed inexplicably. Call her soft-hearted, but she was able to murder his two concubines without changing her expression. Call her cruel-hearted, and she seemed to value human life more than anyone else, even a lowly palace servant, even a former

A low-level concubine with whom she had issues.

"What time is it?"

"It's past Hai Shi."

"Go and bring up the zhezi presented by Gao Ruyuan."

Feng Bao couldn't help but worry, "Your Majesty, you must be careful about the dragon body. You stayed up all night last night."

The Holy Emperor waved his hand: "Stop blabbering, go get it."

The results of the Beijing inspection have come out, and the imperial court has followed up on the official affairs. The arrogance of the civil servants will inevitably wane.

At this point, it is time to reach a conclusion on the matter of refuting the old case.

If this was certain, then he would have an explanation for the imperial concubine's guilt. Thinking of her possible reaction after the old case was rectified, his brows couldn't help but relax slightly, and the fatigue of more than a month seemed to dissipate a little at this moment.

The sound of flipping through the folders in the Hall of Yangxin continued until the time came to mark the timetable.

When the people from Yonghe Palace came to report to the Holy One that Shanglan Cairen was safe, the Holy One was still writing down the articles of association. Even after learning of the unfortunate death of the emperor's heir, he did not pause in writing and only said something in a low voice.

knew.

"Feng Bao, what day is it today?"

"Back to the Holy Spirit, it's twenty-two."

The Holy Emperor nodded, he vaguely remembered that the imperial concubine's childhood was probably during this period.

If he had to wait until the refutation of the old case was completed in a few days, he would be able to catch up with the imperial concubine when she went to clean up in her spare time.

"After some time, you ask the Imperial Hospital to stew some tonics suitable for recuperating the body and send them to Changxin Palace every now and then."

In the past, he went to Changxin Palace only rarely, so there was no news from her for many years.

From now on, he will visit more frequently, and with the help of Taiyuan Hospital's replenishing decoction, I believe she will be able to send him good news soon.

The thought of her being pregnant with his royal heir made his heart flutter and he rarely lost his mind.

At this moment, in Yonghe Palace, some families are happy and some are sad.

A dark cloud appeared on the queen's face. The palace attendants carried the lifeless emperor out of the delivery room, which undoubtedly destroyed her last chance.

Lan Cairen gave birth to a prince, just a little short of the chance that she would have a legitimate son in the palace.

She raised her head gloomily, her eyes passing over the faces of Concubine Xian and Concubine Zhuang who looked relaxed, and finally fixed on the concubine on the other side.

"Your Majesty, you are really generous and don't care about past grudges. When that talented person once contradicted you and offended you, you actually didn't hold a grudge."

Wen Yin raised her eyes slightly in surprise and asked in confusion: "Where is the queen? She made a mistake and I punished her. Is this hatred?"

The queen said nothing more and left with a sullen face.

"It's late at night, and the imperial concubine has been working hard. You'd better go back to the palace early to rest."

Concubine Xian said thoughtfully, and Concubine Zhuang also catered to her, asking her to rest early so as not to damage her body.

Wen Yin spoke softly and politely to them, then let them go back first.

After all the concubines had left, she stood up from her seat, turned around, lifted the felt curtain and entered the delivery room.

The smell of blood in the delivery room was still very strong. Lan Cairen, who had narrowly escaped death, was lying on the bed on her back, and the palace attendant next to her was wiping the tears and sweat on her face with a handkerchief.

As Wen Yin approached, Lan Cairen worked harder and harder to open his eyelids, and his empty eyes tried to focus on the other person.

"It is human nature to want to live, there is nothing to be ashamed of." Wen Yin stood in front of her bed, met her eyes, and spoke in a calm and gentle tone: "Don't pay attention to other people's gossip, just be yourself."

Lan Cairen's tears fell down his eyes.

She moved her lips and made a sound with all her strength, "I... want to live... want to... see my mother again... and want to eat... the brown sugar glutinous rice cake made by my mother..."

Wen Yin looked at her, and after a while she whispered softly: "I'll eat it."

Lan Cairen watched her leaving figure with tears in her eyes until the shadow that made her feel at ease completely disappeared behind the door curtain.

She knew that at that time, probably no one except the imperial concubine wanted her to live.

And it's not that she doesn't cherish the emperor's heir, but she... also wants to live.

After coming out of the delivery room, Wen Yin told people to go to the imperial kitchen at dawn and ask for some brown sugar cakes to be sent to Yonghe Palace.

When we returned to Changxin Palace, it was already after midnight, when everything was completely silent. On the long and dim palace road, the night wind blew through the leaves rustling, and the jackdaws chirped from time to time.

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The whole journey was silent.

Returning to the Changxin Palace, Aunt Yu untied the hairpin for the empress and said sadly: "That talented person Lan is also pitiful." Even though she had never had any feelings for the talented person Lan, she still felt overwhelmed by what she had experienced today.

It doesn't feel right.

This kind of thing is not uncommon outside the palace, but it is rare. After all, marriage is between two surnames. If you really take the life of someone's daughter in order to have offspring, then it is not a good relationship but an enmity.

Even spreading the word would be detrimental to this family's reputation, but no decent family would do such a derogatory thing.

But the royal family is different. In the royal family, the lives of the emperor's heirs are much higher than those of the concubines.

After all, he is a dragon. In the future, he will be the prince at least, and he will be the lord of the world. It is common sense in the royal family to sacrifice the elder and protect the younger, and no one can say no.

"I'm spending my life and death inside, while people outside are bargaining around the emperor's heir. Even my life depends on the few words of others. How can I not be pitiful." Wen Yin got on the bed and covered herself with a quilt, "She wants to live, but she can't.

People outside have to weigh the pros and cons of her survival."

Grandma Yu feels very sad.

"Have you seen what Concubine Xian looks like? Her face is really full of compassion, and her belly is full of swords and guns." She didn't have a good impression of Concubine Xian at first, but this time, her words and deeds made her even more disgusted.

, "I usually act like a living Bodhisattva while eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, and I'm used to being hypocritical. Now I can't pretend anymore."

Wen Yin said: "It involves her own interests, how can she deal with it calmly?"

Aunt Yu told her, "Your Majesty, please be careful with her in the future. People like this are often the most terrifying."

After waiting for Wen Yin to lie down and rest, Grandma Yu also gently moved out of the bed and went back to make arrangements.

Probably because of the commotion caused by Lan Cairen, they were distracted and forgot about the other thing. When they got up the next day, the clean bedding made the master and servant look at each other blankly when they suddenly remembered the incident.

So far, Wen Yin's menstrual period has been postponed to the second day.

"Maybe... it will come in the evening."

When Wen Yin said this, she didn't know whether she was comforting her grandma or comforting herself.

Occasionally, it is normal for a month to drag on for a day or two.

Grandma Yu also knew this and tried her best to tell herself that it must be like this.

She went to the dining room to boil a bowl of brown sugar water, and Wen Yin also drank it while it was hot.

From early morning to night, when she was about to go to bed to rest after washing herself, Wen Yin's menstrual period still hadn't arrived.
To be continued...