The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 748
She knew who was going to harm her. Although she had harmed many people, Concubine Miao was the only one who could frame her with a fake pregnancy.

After all, she was the one who got rid of Concubine Miao's child with her own hands.

Yan Xiurong held the small piece of paper in her hand and drooped her eyes for a while to think, before she said to the maid next to her, "Go, bring a pen and paper, I want to write a letter to Concubine Xian."

The maid answered and went down to prepare.

Yan Xiurong looked at the lotus in front of her and raised her hand to look at herself, Dan Kou.

The color of Danko dyed by Yan Xiurong today is very similar to that of lotus.

"At the end of the day, you still have to be ruthless." Yan Xiurong murmured in a low voice.

She hasn't done anything for a long time since she was disfigured and fell ill.

In fact, she was grateful to the concubine Xian, that's why she didn't attack the concubine later.

Otherwise, her next target should be the imperial concubine.

Yan Xiurong sighed, but she thought Concubine Xian would be unhappy, so she let it go.

After all, the concubine Xian has the grace of rebuilding her.

But there is one thing she still hasn't figured out, and that is her disfigurement.

The matter of her disfigurement was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface. She searched for a long time, but there was no clue.

It can only be said that the people behind the scenes are hiding very well, but there is no rush, she has some clues now, she just needs to wait for a few days.

The next day, Concubine Xian received a letter in the palace. Looking at the contents of the letter, Concubine Xian pondered for a while before writing two letters.

"Doukou, this letter is for Yan Xiurong, and this letter is for the Tai Hospital." Concubine Baixian handed the letter to the side of the cardamom with the sealed envelope.

Cardamom took the letter with both hands and backed out.

Concubine Bai Xian sat by the window looking at the small medicine bottle on the table and opened the book in front of her with lowered eyes.

In fact, my sister's body is still a little injured, so she prescribed medicine for her sister to drink every day.

She didn't say anything because she was afraid that her sister would be worried. Logically speaking, the deficiency and cold in her body should be due to taking cold and cold drugs before giving birth.

It's just that my sister doesn't drink much, otherwise my sister may find it difficult to conceive in the future.

That's all right, I'm afraid there will be a lot of time for menstruation in the future.

That taste is not good.

It's just that there were three imperial doctors who were on duty that day, and one of them was relatively lonely and not very talkative in the imperial hospital.

The other two were very familiar with her, but she couldn't conclude that it was the imperial doctor who did it just because of a single thought.

If killing a good person by mistake, wouldn't it be chilling for others?
So let Yan Xiurong check this matter first, if it is really the imperial physician...

Concubine Bai Xian clenched the small porcelain bottle in her hand, the things in it were good for him.

On the other side, Jiang Yuming was drinking medicine with a sad face after waking up to eat too early.

Meng Chengye said sarcastic words from the side: "Hurry up and drink tea, the good medicine tastes bitter~"

Jiang Yuming glared at Meng Chengye and was making mental preparations. In the end, the medicine was almost cold, so Jiang Yuming drank it from the medicine bowl.

A bitter taste bloomed in his mouth, and Jiang Yuming stared at Meng Chengye quietly.

Meng Chengye's laughter stopped abruptly, then he coughed twice and turned his back to Jiang Yuming.

His intuition told him that Chacha wanted to make trouble for him.

After about two days passed, the palace did not receive a reply.

Yan Xiurong looked at the letter in her hand and laughed.

The palace maid at the side asked softly: "Master, did Concubine Xian agree?"

Yan Xiurong nodded: "Qinghua, come here and send someone..."

Qing Hua leaned over and put her ear on Yan Xiurong's side, after listening to Yan Xiurong's instructions, Qing Hua blessed her body and went out.

The next day, when Yan Xiurong got up early, she felt a little unwell, so she invited the imperial physician.

The one on duty today is Ming imperial physician, that is, the young imperial physician.

When Imperial Physician Ming passed by, Yan Xiurong was lying on the bed talking about headaches.

Ming imperial physician respectfully took out the pulse pillow and felt Yan Xiurong's pulse.

After waiting for a long time, Imperial Physician Ming looked at Yan Xiurong's pale complexion again, hesitated for a while, and then said softly, "Madam, it may be the scorching heat, and I will prescribe you a heat-dispelling soup every day." Just drink half a bowl after your daily meal."

"I'm sorry for the imperial physician, Qing Hua, send the imperial physician out."

Yan Xiurong's voice was weak and weak.

The imperial physician left after leaving the prescription.

After returning, Imperial Physician Ming sighed.

To be honest, when he felt his pulse, he didn't feel that Empress Xiurong was sick.

At least there is no problem at all with Empress Xiu Rong in terms of pulse condition.

But when Empress Xiurong said she was sick, she was sick.

There is no way, he is the master.

Doctor Ming shook his head, you said that if the emperor was still in the palace to repair the empress, this trick might be effective.

But the emperor is not in the palace now, so to put it bluntly, who is Xiurong empress looking like?

Imperial Physician Ming coughed lightly, then carefully followed the prescription and picked up the medicine.

On the other side, after Doctor Ming left, Yan Xiurong got up and opened the curtain and sat in front of the dressing table.

"Qingteng, come and remove your makeup." Yan Xiurong patted the powder on her face.

"Master, why bother to spray so much powder? It's easy to hurt the skin if you are careful." Qingteng wiped her face with a handkerchief moistened with water.

"No problem, go and give that prescription to Concubine Xian." Yan Xiurong looked at the pale face in the mirror and said with a smile, "Do I seem to be really sick?"

Qingteng chuckled helplessly: "Master, don't talk nonsense, master must be well."

"By the way, let's continue to give orders, and we can do it now." Yan Xiurong suppressed the smile on her face and said in a deep voice.

Qingteng blessed her body and didn't speak any more.

And Concubine Bai Xian who received the prescription looked at the prescription given by the Imperial Hospital, lowered her eyes and snorted coldly: "It's really him."

Fanhua on one side stood there silently, but Fanxing on the other side said softly: "Master, do you want to..."

Fanxing made a gesture of termination.

Yan Xiurong waved her hand: "No need, you ask someone to meet Yan Xiurong, and tell him to save that person's life for me."

Fanxing responded.

Five days later, Concubine Miao suddenly felt a strong fishy smell when eating fish.

I couldn't help retching, and the maid at the side looked at Concubine Miao in surprise: "Master, you are..."

Pregnant?
Concubine Miao frowned and looked at the fish on the table: "I remember that I didn't order any fish today."

The maid at the side smiled and said, "Master, the Imperial Dining Room specially respected you."

Concubine Miao lowered her eyes: "Go and ask Ming imperial physician to come over."

The palace maid responded and went out. After a while, the imperial physician came, but it was not the young Ming imperial physician.

He Dilong on the side frowned, and asked aloud, "Where's Ming Imperial Physician?"

The palace lady blessed her body: "Go back to Eunuch He, Ming imperial physician is not on duty today."

He Dilong frowned but said nothing.

(End of this chapter)