Chunman Palace

Chapter 103
In the blink of an eye, Mu Pingting has ushered in the day of giving birth. Everyone in Xuanji Palace was extremely busy that night. Even the imperial physician invited the most experienced imperial physicians, Liu and Li, to stand by in the side hall to clean the pots. The hot water was brought in, and another basin of water muddy with blood was brought out. The midwife grandmother kept urging: "Put harder, harder, you can already see the little prince's head."

Xuan Yin paced back and forth anxiously, restless, and within a short while, many rashes appeared on his back, and the heat poison climbed up his neck, which was very itchy, and he couldn't help scratching.

Lin Qingyu was accompanying Xuan Yin's side waiting for Mu Pingting's delivery to end, seeing Xuan Yin's expression changed, she stepped forward to check with concern, gently pushed Xuan Yin's scratching hand away, and said softly: "What's wrong, Your Majesty? Let the concubine take a look."

"It's nothing, I just feel a little itchy..." Xuan Yin withdrew his hand in annoyance, taking a breath from the itch that penetrated into the bone marrow, "Quickly help me to scratch..."

"Yes." Just as Lin Qingyu was about to reach out, he suddenly thought that the heat poison was more like a rash caused by nettles. If he scratched it, it might make the wound fester and aggravate the situation. Instead, he said, "Your Majesty, why don't you ask Doctor Li to come and see?" See? This red rash is strange, not suitable for scratching."

Xuan Yin was quite disappointed and said: "Forget it... Li Qiao, go and call Doctor Li!"

Not long after, Imperial Physician Li came in to take Xuan Yin's pulse, and carefully checked the rash on the back of his neck, and said: "It should be that the emperor was too irritable and sweated, and he was exposed to the wind and cold, which stimulated these rashes. Prescribe a few decoctions and drink it and you will be fine."

Xuan Yin frowned and scratched his back: "After drinking the soup, will I be cured?"

Imperial Physician Li struggled and said: "This... the medicine prescribed by Weichen is only temporarily reducing the symptoms. If you want to eradicate it, you need to keep taking the decoction for a period of time."

Xuan Yin immediately scolded with angry eyes: "It's useless! I've drank so many soups and medicines before, and I'm already well, why is it happening again today? You're getting more and more incapable of doing things!"

Imperial Physician Li immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty: "The humble minister is useless! Your Majesty forgive me!"

Xuan Yin was furious, gasping for breath and grabbing the rash on his back, his expression changed momentarily, and the strength in his hand gradually increased.

Doctor Li took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box and said, "Your Majesty, I have medicine powder here that can relieve itching and detoxify. If you can't help it, you can rub some on it first. Please don't continue to scratch...the wound will fester at that time. If the poisonous blood flows out, I'm afraid it will get worse."

Lin Qingyu didn't dare to dissuade her. Seeing that Xuan Yin was scratching and sucking in air-conditioning, but there were a few patches of bright red on his hands, his expression was slightly startled: "Your Majesty! Stop grabbing, blood..." She turned to face the two eunuchs. Said: "What are you still doing!"

Li Qiao quickly took the medicinal powder from Tai Physician Li and applied it to Xuan Yin.

Xuan Yin also felt pain at this moment, and stopped scratching, but he wanted to scratch but couldn't, tormented with pain and itching.

And there was a burst of shouting in Xuanji Palace, and the baby's strong and powerful crying came, and the midwife grandma entered the door with a smile on her face: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Concubine Jin gave birth to a little prince!"

Only then did Xuan Yin smile: "That's good... How is Concubine Jin? I'll go and see her."

The midwife grandmother said: "Concubine Jin exerted too much force during childbirth, but now she is weak and has already rested."

Lin Qingyu bowed obediently and said: "Congratulations to the emperor, the fifth prince."

"Okay, the fifth prince was able to be born safely... also thanks to your concubine and your bowl of tonic." Just as he was speaking, Xuan Yin rubbed his back again, and raised his hand in mid-air, trying to grab it but failed.

"Concubine Jin is pure in nature and treats people kindly. The prince she will give birth to will also be a pure and generous person. Since this is the case, let's name the fifth prince Shaorong."

Lin Qingyu smiled and said: "Shao, the meaning of continuation, the emperor really values ​​the fifth prince very much."

"May he live up to his name, one day in the future." Xuan Yinzheng said, frowned suddenly and took a breath.

Doctor Li raised his head and pleaded: "Your Majesty, why don't you ask me to detoxify you with acupuncture and moxibustion? This method combined with foreign medicine can get twice the result with half the effort, and let the emperor relieve the discomfort as soon as possible."

Lin Qingyu also suggested: "Your Majesty, why don't you let Imperial Physician Li give you a good treatment here, and I'll go see Sister Jinfei for you?"

Xuan Yin was a little confused: "But Concubine Jin just gave birth, if she can't see me, will she..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, this concubine will fully convey your concern to Sister Jinfei on behalf of the Emperor. I believe that Sister Jinfei will definitely understand because she thinks about the body of the dragon."

What Lin Qingyu said was a solution for both ends, and now his body was really itchy, so he nodded in agreement.

When the morning light dawned, Mu Pingting slowly opened her eyes. Her swollen belly had already collapsed. She seemed to have remembered something terrible, and she began to cry bitterly, tearing the corner of the quilt and crying with the body.

After Huayue heard the words, she rushed over immediately: "My lady, what's wrong with you, my lady?!"

But Mu Pingting just cried, mumbled a few words in her mouth, Huayue asked again, but couldn't hear clearly.

"Your Majesty, do you want to see the fifth prince? The emperor named him Shao Rong, which means he will inherit the great power. I will let you take a look at it." Huayue went to bring the fifth prince, and Mu Pingting saw it Only then did he stop crying, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he said intermittently: "Is this really my child?"

Huayue put the fifth prince in Mu Pingting's arms, and saluted with a smile: "Yes, this servant congratulates the empress on the birthday of the prince!"

Mu Pingting seemed happy and sad, she closed her eyes and shed a few lines of tears, she held the baby tightly in her arms slightly: "Okay, it's finally born, I can't stop it."

At this time, Lingqiao came over with a bowl of donkey-hide gelatin and red dates, and seeing Mu Pingting hugging the Fifth Prince with a smile on her lips, she leaned over and touched Huayue with her arm: "Your Majesty, are you overjoyed? "

Huayue smiled without saying a word, and turned to Mu Pingting and said, "Your Majesty, you are weak after giving birth, why don't you drink some donkey-hide gelatin and red dates to keep healthy? The emperor will come to see you later."

"I can't eat, let's leave it for now." Mu Pingting wiped away her tears, and handed the child to Lingqiao, "Take the Fifth Prince to the wet nurse, and take good care of it."

Lingqiao felt strange: "Niang Niang, don't you stay with the Fifth Prince for a while?"

"The more you look at it, the more sad you become. It's better not to look at it..." Mu Pingting said something incomprehensible, and turned her back, making Huayue and Lingqiao a little confused.

The two only said: "Your Majesty, you should have a good rest first, and the servants will leave first."

After the people left, Mu Pingting seemed to be crying with a smile. She twisted into a ball trembling all over, clutching the quilt tightly with her hands, feeling that the fire from her teeth, sore and painful, was about to burst out as she exerted all her strength. come out.

Finally, she thumped heavily on the bed.

This child did not come according to her will, and this result was not what she wanted!Obviously she was close before, she could use this child to bring down Lin Qingyu, let her die without a place to bury her, and let her stay far away.

It was only one step away, but Xuan Yin threatened her family's life and forced her to give birth to this child.

When exactly did Xuan Yin know that he secretly used drugs to make himself weak?Who told the secret, let her live such a miserable life... life is worse than death.

Obviously, she didn't tell anyone about this matter, and she kept her mouth shut to Huayue and Lingqiao. It is impossible for anyone to find out about this matter, unless someone mobilized the imperial physician to ask questions.

Is it the queen mother?Queen?Or Lin Qingyu?

Who forced her to give birth to this child, so that she would never be forgiven by Zezhen for the rest of her life, and made her get farther and farther away from Zezhen? !

It is clear that she made the paintings very meticulously and carefully before, without the slightest mistake, why is it destroyed now?Why is she still lying here safe and sound, and why is that child born?This was the opposite of what she expected!It's all the opposite!

"Sister woke up? Do you feel better?" An inappropriate voice sounded from behind her, and she lazily raised her eyes to see that it was Lin Qingyu who came.

"Sister Lao misses you, she's much better now." Mu Pingting didn't even want to see her, she was still lying on the couch.

Lin Qingyu asked the palace staff to put a gift, and then said: "My sister congratulates my sister for being a prince. The emperor gave the fifth prince a name. Do you still like it?"

Mu Pingting didn't care much and said: "The emperor gets the name, as long as the emperor thinks it is good."

Lin Qingyu smiled lightly, but there was a slight provocation in her eyes: "It seems that my sister doesn't care much about the name of the fifth prince... Or, does my sister not care about the fifth prince?"

When Mu Pingting heard this, she couldn't help turning her head and said angrily, "Sister, don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Qingyu covered her lips and smiled, "My sister is just joking. If my sister doesn't like it, then just don't tell me." She invited the maid who was holding a gift, and introduced: "This is the best Ruyi Tongxin Pei. The thread is woven into a sympathetic pattern, embellished with Yingluo and red amber, and made of suet and white jade, may my sister and the emperor be united forever!"

Lin Qingyu changed the subject like this, which made it hard for her to pursue it, so she just said lightly: "It's really a good thing, my sister has a heart."

"Sister likes it? And this one. This is peach wood soaked in fragrant camellia for 21 days. My sister specially carved it into the shape of a lovebird. Putting it on the bedside can not only calm the mind, but also represent the deep love between my sister and the emperor." Lin Qingyu Then Mo'er deliberately placed the wooden sculpture next to Mu Pingting, smiling slightly.

Mu Pingting looked at each other coldly, and there was a warm smile on the corner of her mouth: "My sister really took great pains to give gifts." She sighed, and said, "It's hard for you to rack your brains to come up with these gifts."

Lin Qingyu laughed and said, "My sister was joking. Naturally, the more expensive and novel the gift you prepare for your sister, the better. If it's not a good thing, how can your sister have the nerve to give it to your sister?" After finishing speaking, she added another sentence: " My sister has asked Imperial Physician Liu to inspect these things, so I can use them with peace of mind."

Mu Pingting held back her anger, and said with pursed lips: "My sister really worked hard for me, but I want to persuade my sister, although often those who are capable work harder, but there are always those who are overwhelmed and think that they can take on important responsibilities. In the end, I was overwhelmed and fell off the cliff, such people abound, my sister should not follow in the same footsteps."

"It's natural, my sister believes how capable she is, so she won't act recklessly." Lin Qingyu stood up slowly, with a hint of sarcasm in her smile, "The emperor will come to see my sister later, so my sister won't delay the emperor talking to my sister .”

"Sister, go slowly." Mu Pingting's voice was soft, but hatred was already rising in her eyes.

She took out the reshaped jade hairpin from her bosom, and grabbed it fiercely into her palm, the body of the hairpin shattered and embedded in her palm, the pain was far less than heartache.The blood dripped down along with the white jade hairpin, slowly giving birth to a coquettish and bright flower on the couch, just like the flower of Hades recorded in the scriptures, Manjusawa, the long and fine petals are rooted like soil, spreading continuously with.

This white jade hairpin was originally her favorite thing.

Many years ago, she and Zeyu were childhood sweethearts and fell in love with each other, so Zeyu personally created this white jade hairpin and presented it to her as a token of love. Unexpectedly, the wind and rain were about to break, and the family wanted her to enter the palace to participate in the draft. Still embarked on the road to enter the harem.

Before entering the palace, Zezu once asked her: "Why?"

But she ruthlessly smashed the white jade hairpin in front of him. From then on, the two returned to the bridge and returned to the road.

But how can such affection be easily forgotten?She still wrapped the broken jade hairpin in a handkerchief, carefully hid it next to her body, and entered the palace gate with her.

She thought that if it was like this, it would make her feel much better if Zezu was still by her side, because the place in her heart would always be reserved for him.

She also tried to forget this relationship, tried to fall in love with Xuan Yin, fell in love with the most honorable man in the world, but the ninety-five-year-old man that women in the world dreamed of was the most hypocritical and pathological one, which hurt her the most. people.

In this deep palace, she could hardly breathe, the endless struggle and calculation almost tore her body into countless pieces, the betrayal of relatives and friends, the dissent of friends, she was distorted in such a sickness .

But Zezu became the last piece of pure land in her heart.

But she didn't expect that Lin Qingyu, who was very docile and timid when she entered the palace, would blatantly pass her by, and be as familiar and intimate with Zeyu, and she didn't know what to do when she was in the vanity state. How could she allow it!
It is obvious that her status is the lowest, her status is the most humble, and her favor is far behind her, but now she puts on an arrogant and complacent face, she is not as timid and cautious as before. The appearance of her, arrogantly talking to her.

Why? !

How can such a vicious person with such a villainous face, a humble person who robbed her of all hope and occupied the last piece of pure land in her heart, can pass her and domineering over her?
The woman who was so cautious and timid in the past, who spoke softly, has become so aggressive, her words are contemptuous, and her eyes are full of calmness and smiles...

What qualifications does she have!
Thinking of this, Mu Pingting burst into tears again.Tears soaked the pillow, and the hot and humid feeling made her fall into a dream, a useless dream that had been torn apart by her own hands and then carefully spliced ​​together.

Why, did she fail so badly?
Perhaps the white jade hairpin when he entered the palace that day explained everything.

She lost Zezu's love, but was picked up by Lin Qingyu.

(End of this chapter)