The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 659

Seeing Wen Xian coming, Yan stood up and blessed her body: "Empress Empress Jin An."

Yan Chongrong's voice was weak and hoarse, it sounded like she had just cried.

Especially those red eyes, if it weren't for the scary scar from the corner of the eye to the chin, no one would feel distressed seeing this look.

Pity.

Wen Xian sighed in her heart, such a beautiful face would be gone if she said nothing.

In the future, if Yan Chongrong's appearance can't be restored as before, I'm afraid life will be sad.

"Get up and tell me what's going on." Wen Xian found a place to sit down.

The imperial physician bowed down respectfully and dared not speak.

Yan Chongrong's scars are too deep, and it may be difficult to recover.

"My lady, I was just walking there. I don't know why I slipped on the sole of my foot and I fell down. After I got up, I saw a piece of fragrant soap there. I... from now on..." Yan Chong Rong choked up as he spoke.

"What did the imperial physician say?" Wen Xian looked at the imperial physician standing aside, "Is it possible for Yan Chongrong's face to recover?"

The imperial physician immediately knelt on the ground, and after a long silence, he said: "I am not good at medicine, I am afraid it will be difficult to restore your empress's face."

Yan Chongrong cried even more miserably.

The imperial physician looked at Yan Chongrong, who was crying and tearful, and stopped talking.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Wen Xian looked at the imperial physician and said.

The imperial physician kowtowed, and whispered: "Perhaps, Empress Bai Shuyuan has a way to restore her appearance as a concubine."

Wen Xian frowned: "Bai Shuyuan is raising a baby now, how did she touch those herbs?"

The imperial doctor nodded: "That's why I don't know whether I should say it or not, but I'm only [-]% sure that Empress Shuyuan will come, after all, it hurts too much to pretend to be an empress."

Yan Chongrong was a little stunned: "You mean Bai Shuyuan has a way to restore my face?"

The imperial physician nodded: "Your Majesty, there is only [-]% certainty."

"How much do you have?" Yan Chongrong asked back while clutching the handkerchief in her hand.

"My humble minister... I'm not good at learning skills, I'm afraid it's only [-]%." The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Don't say it's all done, he doesn't even have half of it.

Yan Chongrong knocked too hard, the skin was turned out and the flesh was deep.

He is really powerless.

Wen Xian looked at Yan Chongrong who was at the side: "Where's that piece of fragrant soap?"

Yan Chongrong looked at Qingteng aside, and Qingteng took out a piece of dirty soap from a small box.

Wen Xian asked someone to take it over to take a look, and then frowned slightly: "This kind of soap is very common in the palace. Basically, the palace ladies use this kind of soap for washing."

You know, there are tens of thousands of maids in the palace, and if you have to investigate them one by one, what year and month will you have to investigate?
Yan Chongrong thought about it and knew the pros and cons, but just kept her head down and didn't speak.

Wen Xian comforted softly at the side: "Don't worry, there must be a definite date for this matter, and I will send someone to investigate."

"My concubine, I would like to thank the empress for her concern." Yan Chongrong was not very interested.

The imperial doctor cleaned up and bandaged Yan's wound before going back.

Wen Xian also got up and went out.

Yan Chongrong lived in Chuxiu Palace, and from Chuxiu Palace to Fengyi Palace, no matter the road or path, they had to pass through the Royal Garden.

And there are indeed a lot of rockery and rocks on the path.

It's just that the craftsmen will grind away the sharp edges and corners of the rockery when they place it in the palace.

And Yan Rongrong's wound...

(End of this chapter)