The Job of an Imperial Concubine

Following Yun Xi's exclamation, all the people sitting next to him looked at Zhao Chongyi, and their expressions were frightened when they saw this. The blood all over... Did Zhao Chongyi have a miscarriage?

When Feng Jin heard the exclamation, he felt that something was wrong. When he looked at Zhuang Luoyan, the other party's face was already pale, but he endured the pain and did not make a sound. He moved his feet, and then glanced at the clan and ministers present. They didn't get up after all.

"Yun Xi, don't make noise, this is at the state banquet," Zhuang Luoyan raised her head, and gathered the fox fur on her body, "I report to the emperor that I am not feeling well, and I hope that the emperor will grant my concubine to leave first."

Feng Jin tightly squeezed the wine glass in his hand, gritted his teeth and said each word: "Rong Chen." After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Gao Dezhong beside him, "The snowy road is slippery, and you will send Zhao Chongyi back to the palace for me."

"The servant complies with the order." Gao Dezhong didn't dare to delay, he hastily retreated. Many courtiers and wives present did not understand what was going on, they just saw Zhao Chongyi being sent back to the palace by the most favored eunuch beside the emperor, and felt in their hearts how Zhao Chongyi was favored.

The clan wives who were sitting close to Zhao Chongyi were terrified. Fortunately, Zhao Chongyi understood the overall situation and did not make any noise, otherwise the royal family would lose face today. It would be ugly to put the fact that the dragon species was aborted due to the harem battle on such a bright side.

After leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Gao Dezhong immediately asked the eunuch Dali to carry the chariot, and lowered his voice to urgently ask Yun Xi, the maid in charge, "You have passed on the imperial physician."

"Back to Manager Gao, Fu Bao has already passed it on." Yun Xi helped Zhuang Luoyan onto the chariot with red eyes, held her hand, and comforted her: "Master, I will be in the palace soon, it's all right .”

"Yun Xi, is my child lost?" Zhuang Luoyan's face was pale, her voice was small and trembling, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Gao Dezhong looked at Zhao Chongyi who looked sad, and felt that her face was whiter than the fox fur on her body. Sigh in the bottom of my heart, after all, there is no such life.

Zhuang Luoyan's departure did not make the concubines feel at ease, on the contrary they felt a little uneasy. Zhao Chongyi's inexplicable miscarriage must arouse suspicion. They are all present, if the emperor is angry or suspects them...

"Your Majesty, look at this..." The Empress saw that although the Emperor's face was normal, but there was a haze in his eyes, she knew that the Emperor still had expectations for the child in Zhao Chongyi's womb. "How about I go and have a look."

"No, you are a country, how can you be missing 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 was pouring the wine, he felt that the eunuch was not serving him well enough, and that Gao Dezhong was serving him properly, so he waved back impatiently.

Seeing the emperor's behavior, the queen didn't speak anymore, and looked at the fireworks exploding in the sky with a calm expression.

Concubine Rou glanced at the vacant seat, then at the Empress and Concubine Shu, curled her lips with a mocking smile.

Prince Gaomei naturally noticed the chaos just now, and lowered his voice to ask the envoys beside him, "Which favorite concubine of His Majesty the Emperor left just now?"

"Prince, I have inquired about it. The one who left just now is His Majesty's recent favorite concubine Zhao Chongyi. A few days ago it was reported that she is pregnant, but I don't seem to be quite right." This envoy also knows some harem It's a pity for this concubine to go through all the twists and turns of the women in the village.

Pu Tairuan smacked his lips and waved his hands: "This is His Majesty's business. It has nothing to do with us. There is no need to discuss it."

Zhuang Shilang frowned and looked at the empty seat after his sister left. Why did his sister leave suddenly at the state banquet? Maybe something happened. He glanced at the emperor's face suspiciously, but he didn't find anything wrong, could it be that he was thinking too much.

Feng Jin didn't smile very much during the banquet, but all the ministers were used to his majesty, and no one felt that something was wrong.

The empress felt a little uncomfortable. She had known the emperor since she was a child. At that time, she was the companion of Princess Funing. Later, she was bestowed a marriage by the late emperor. The year she got married, she was very red-dressed and envied many people.

Now that many years have passed, she has also changed from an ignorant fifteen-year-old girl to a deep palace woman. Recalling the love back then, she couldn't help but feel a little bitter in her heart. The emperor's family is ruthless. She watched the women around her gain favor and slowly fall out of favor. Even though she was used to it, she still saw bitterness in her eyes.

Seeing the emperor doting on another woman now, the bitterness in her heart spread to her mouth, it was indescribably uncomfortable.

"I don't know what happened to Zhao Chongyi," Concubine Rou said with concern, "It's so cold today, don't catch the cold."

"Zhao Chongyi is a lucky person, I think it will be fine," Concubine Xian looked at Concubine Rou with raised eyebrows with a smile: "I never thought that Concubine Rou and Concubine Zhao have such a close relationship."

Concubine Rou's expression remained unchanged: "They are all sisters, so it's possible that none of us here are worried about Zhao Chongyi?" But why are you worried? Concubine Rou sneered in her heart, Zhao Chongyi had a miscarriage today, and I don't know who caused it, and she dared to plot at the state banquet.

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

Concubine Rou didn't like her pretending to be delicate, she sneered, and ignored her words.

Concubine Xian suddenly said at this time: "I just saw that Concubine Shu and the empress do not eat porridge much, is she sick and has no appetite?"

"Thank you Concubine Xian for your concern, I'm fine." Concubine Shu glanced at Concubine Xian lightly, trying to put the suspicion on her, it's not so easy, "But Concubine Xian is serious and careful, with extraordinary powers of observation."

"Okay," the queen said at this time, "Since you sisters are worried about Zhao Chongyi, I will go to Xihe Palace to visit later, and there is no need to discuss it here."

Feng Jin glanced at the women expressionlessly, put down the silver chopsticks in his hand, then rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth, and said lightly: "It's getting late, all love ladies do as you please." After speaking, he stood up.

Seeing that the emperor was about to leave, all the ministers hurriedly stood up and saluted to see him off.

The queen looked at the emperor's back, her eyes darkened, she suppressed the emotions in her heart, and after talking with the clan wives, she also got up and left.

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

"Your Majesty," after leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Heyu handed Mrs. Tang to the Queen, "but back to Jingyang Palace?"

The queen sighed: "I don't know what's going on with Zhao Chongyi at the moment, I'm worried, how can I fall asleep, go to Xihe Palace to have a look."

The winter in the capital is not as gentle as the winter in the south of the Yangtze River. The cold wind blows on the body, and it can cool down to the bone.

The queen was sitting on the soft chaise longue, although the charcoal fire in the room was hot enough, but the soles of her feet felt cold. She couldn't help but look sideways at the emperor who was sitting on the side. Ever since Zhao Chongyi was sent back to the inner room of Xihe Palace, the emperor hadn't 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 see that Zhao Chongyi had a miscarriage. Fortunately, Zhao Chongyi knew the general situation and did not make any noise. He calmed down the people who served him. Someone sent her back to the palace, so that the matter did not go to a more embarrassing step.

The royal family's face was saved, but they don't know if the fetus in Zhao Chongyi's womb can be saved, if not, the harem will be in trouble for a long time.

"Emperor Physician, how is Zhao Chongyi?" Yun Xi looked at the two imperial physicians worriedly. Coincidentally, the one on duty today was actually Imperial Physician Mao, and the other Imperial Physician Zhang had a very good relationship with Mao Imperial Physician. Both of them are old imperial doctors from the imperial hospital. They have always been very safe and have excellent medical skills, so Fu Bao called them both.

Doctor Zhang bowed his head to ask for Zhao Chongyi's pulse, although his face was as usual, he felt suspicious in his heart, Zhao Chongyi's pulse was not a sign of miscarriage, although it was weak, it was more like a woman's menstrual pulse. He couldn't help but glanced at his friend, Zhao Chongyi was pregnant at the beginning, it was diagnosed by his friend, and his friend has always been safe, how could such a thing happen?

Gao Dezhong saw that Imperial Physician Zhang was silent all the time, and his complexion became more and more ugly, so he couldn't help frowning and said, "Mr. Zhang, can Zhao Chongyi's child be saved?"

"This..." Imperial Physician Zhang withdrew his hand, "Zhao Chongyi's pulse condition is weak, and needs to be replenished, so it is better for Imperial Physician Mao to come and have a look."

Gao Dezhong knew that people in Taiyuan Hospital always like to seek safety, so he said: "Then ask for pulse quickly, the emperor and empress are here, if Zhao Chongyi has anything, you can just wait and see."

Not a moment after taking the pulse through the cloth, the magistrate Mao's complexion changed. On the day he asked for the pulse, he drank two sips of wine, and when he took the pulse for Zhao Chongyi, it was slippery, and he said that she was pregnant. cold sweat. Women may also have slippery pulse a few days before menstruation.

Thinking about the consequences of a misdiagnosis, and thinking about the emperor's love for Zhao Chongyi, Imperial Physician Mao swallowed, slowly got up, glanced at Imperial Physician Zhang, and saw that he had no intention of exposing him, so he had to say: "Grandpa Gao, ma'am Special attention should be paid to the first three months of pregnancy, and Zhao Chongyi's fetus... can't be saved." At this time, he was already rejoicing in his heart, but fortunately today he and Zhang Taiyi came to check Zhao Chongyi's pulse. I can't keep it.

When Yun Xi heard what Dr. Mao said, she knew that the master had made the right bet. No matter what the reason for what was said by Dr. Mao, the master was pregnant, but now that the master is acting like a miscarriage, it is to let Dr. Mao understand that whether it is true or not, the master is pregnant. Pregnancy or false pregnancy, abortion is to be done. If the diagnosis is misdiagnosed, Imperial Physician Mao must not dare to tell the truth. If it was not a misdiagnosis, but a deliberate frame by someone with a heart, Imperial Physician Mao would not dare to say that she was a fake pregnancy. After all, he was the one who said she was pregnant, so he had to eat all the bitter fruits.

So no matter what the reason was, Imperial Physician Mao had only one choice, which was to announce that Zhao Chongyi had suffered a miscarriage. Even if the person who framed her could not be caught, it would still make the emperor feel pity and resolve the immediate crisis.

"How could this be?" Yun Xi staggered pale, seeing the master on the bed woke up, and hurriedly showed a comforting expression, "Master, are you awake?"

"Where's my child?" Zhuang Luoyan asked tremblingly.

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

After half a moment of silence, weeping came from the bed. Although it was extremely low, people could hear the grief in the crying.

Gao Dezhong looked at the scene in the room, silently retreated to the outer room, saluted the emperor and empress and said: "Report to the emperor, Zhao Chongyi's child is gone."

When the queen heard this sentence, she couldn't tell whether she was relieved or what. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when she turned her head to see the condensed expression on the emperor's face, she couldn't say anything.

Because the pity in the emperor's eyes was something that Xu Zhaorong didn't have when she had a miscarriage.