Chunman Palace

Chapter 118 Ning Yu Broken

Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and gently placed her hands on her abdomen, as if thinking about it.With this child, she also has a hope in this palace, and she doesn't have to feel overwhelmed by being alone every day.

However, she didn't know how to deal with herself in the future.This child is an extremely dangerous existence. If he is not careful, it will bring immeasurable disasters to himself and Zeyu.But how can the paper hold the fire?Thinking of this, her brows were deeply furrowed, with deep sorrow.

Seeing people frowning, Mo'er asked: "Your Majesty is happy now, why is she not happy at all? This is a happy event!"

Lin Qingyu looked up at her, and then said worriedly: "Once a woman in the harem becomes pregnant, it's like putting a reminder on her body. Why don't you worry about me?"

Mo'er comforted: "Your Majesty, worry too much. The emperor looks at the heir very much, and he also values ​​you very much. Others dare not have anything happen. You should rest assured to raise your baby. Don't think about other things."

"I hope so." Although Lin Qingyu said so, she was worried about other things in her heart. She was not afraid of the plots in the harem against her, but what she was afraid of was that no one would dare to plot against her, so she would not be able to find a scapegoat logically. .

Although there is a silver needle crossing the acupoint to change the pulse condition to a two-month-old fetus, it is not a long-term solution. She needs to find a reliable person in the Tai Hospital as soon as possible to avoid accidents.

"How is Flying Star?" she asked.

Mo'er truthfully said: "Fei Xing was whipped and slapped on the mouth, and he has been tortured beyond human form... When the bamboo board was beaten, all the teeth in his mouth were loose and fell off, and he couldn't drink medicine or eat anything. , stayed up all night, and was already carried out."

After Lin Qingyu finished listening, she was silent for a long time, and said, "I'm sorry for Fei Xing in this matter. It's a pity that she passed away. You should find a way to send some money to her relatives outside the palace."

Mo'er nodded and said, "Yes, I understand."

Lin Qingyu looked at Mo'er, and suddenly said: "Mo'er, do you think I'm being too heartless?"

Mo'er shook her head and said: "Your Majesty is just protecting herself. When it comes to being unfeeling, Your Majesty is not even one out of ten of that person."

"you are right?"

"What Concubine Chang has done, her heart can be punished." Mo'er frowned slightly, and said again: "Your Majesty should deal with her as soon as possible."

Lin Qingyu reached out and stroked the silver hairpin on his forehead, gently took it off, looked at the carved anemones on it and pondered: "Actually, things in this palace come and go, that's all, but we are both in the palace and want to murder each other. Let her kill me tomorrow, and repeat this again, I'm afraid there will be a day when there will be no one left in the harem."

The night had fallen yesterday, and the night covered her skin like cold water, and she thought of where Chang Xiuru was going.

She handed the silver hairpin to Mo'er, and said: "This hairpin hides a strange poison, remember to add some to today's dinner."

Mo'er lowered her head and said, "Is it something to add to Concubine Chang's dinner? I'll do it right away."

Lin Qingyu tilted her head and raised her slightly sore neck, raised the corners of her lips slightly: "No, I want you to add some to our palace's dinner."

Mo'er couldn't help gasping for a few breaths, and lowered her voice extremely low: "Your Majesty doesn't want your slaves to poison the concubine Chang, but she wants to poison herself? Why?"

Lin Qingyu lowered her eyelids slightly, and said coldly: "Is there still little poison accumulated on Concubine Chang's body? Why bother to waste such a good poison."

Mo'er glanced at her quickly, "The empress is making a dangerous move, but is Shishi ready for the antidote?"

"Where did you hear that poison must have an antidote?" Lin Qingyu smiled, her eyes full of naive surprise at Mo'er, "The art of refining poison is unpredictable, and the refined poison has no antidote." There is no antidote for death and death, and there is no magic drug that can detoxify immediately after taking it. The antidote is just a relief. The best way is to drink a few barrels of well water from the well before the poison occurs, and then choke the throat Only by spitting it out can the poison be slowed down, but in the end, it is impossible to escape death.”

Mo'er twitched her hand, carefully put the hairpin back into her sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has a deep understanding of poison, but you must be careful when using poison. In the eyes of slaves, poison is like a raging fire." In general, the empress should use it carefully, so as not to get burned."

Lin Qingyu only felt her temples throbbing, her face was calm and deep in thought, now that she is pregnant, she has become the target of public criticism in an instant, these days of planning and worrying are likely to continue day after day without slack. it's time.

She couldn't help but feel sad, since she returned to the palace, she hasn't lived a stable life for a few days. Death is the complete escape from this endless struggle.

Midsummer is about to pass, and the cold dew will come out. At that time, Xiao Ye will be all over the ground, and Xuanbai will give birth to many sorrows, which will make people feel anxious again.The insidious resentment in the splendor and prosperity of the palace is endless, with no end in sight, just like the long and mournful dew in autumn, which is cold to the bone and chills the body.

Mo'er suggested: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, there is still half an hour before dinner, why don't I go out with you to relax?"

Lin Qingyu nodded slightly, "It's okay, but those calculations are coming later, if you don't hurry up and go out to have a look at the scenery of the palace, I'm afraid that the days to come will be even more boring."

Going to the Shuxiang Garden, the air is faintly cool with vegetation. In a cluster of smoky milky white flowers, there are exquisite bluegrass growing on the side, which is fragrant and fragrant.

Mo'er looked around, pointed to the white flowers and said, "Your Majesty, look, these flowers are very clean, which fits your Majesty's temperament." She folded a white flower with her hands, sniffed it, and said in doubt : "Why is there no fragrance at all?"

Lin Qingyu looked at those flowers, touched the petals lightly with his hand, and said: "The color of this flower is very clean, and there is no trace of floral fragrance, it is not vulgar."

Mo'er turned the flower in her hand and said, "It's just blooming but no fragrance, isn't it too monotonous? Although the white plum is also as clean as a cloud, it also has a faint fragrance."

Lin Qingyu smiled and said: "It's also strange, although the crabapple flower has no fragrance, but the color of the crabapple flower is gorgeous, but this flower is as white as a cloud, and has no fragrance at all. It is best to write when it is dried."

Mo'er was surprised and said: "Using flowers to write? Waiting for the flowers to wither, won't the color change? It's better to write with ink while it's in stock, and then the white flowers will turn into calligraphy flowers, which will not be vulgar. "

Lin Qingyu took off a petal and put it in the palm of his hand, and said, "This is a good idea, hurry up, go get the pen and ink, and decorate these flowers yourself."

Mo'er waved her hand and said evasively: "My servant's handwriting is ugly. If I write on this flower, I'm afraid it will be ridiculed. Why don't you take the pen and ink and let your mother write?"

"What are you afraid of? No one in the palace knows your handwriting. Now that there is no one around, you can just write a few." Lin Qingyu's voice was as gentle as the wind, like catkins passing by the tip of his nose, "It's not good just to write, you should write It is enough to write a poem for each flower."

Mo'er knew that she was teasing her, and immediately blushed and said, "Your Majesty will tease slaves."

In Guanju Palace, Chang Xiuru was complacent about today's affairs, she ordered the palace servants to pull the ice basin in front of her, half lying on the soft couch, eating iced watermelon, quite satisfied.

Hua Ran took out the iced sour plum soup from the box, and said, "It's almost time for dinner, how about some sour plum soup to appetize, Madam?"

Chang Xiuru nodded, and just about to take the bowl of sour plum soup, she suddenly felt a prickly pain all over her body, her brows furrowed, her mouth was half-opened for a long time, unable to speak, then she curled up, sweating profusely.

Hua Ran hastily took out the medicine prescribed by Imperial Physician Liu, and brought it to Chang Xiuru's mouth, who knew that the medicine had just been taken in, and was spit out.

"Your Majesty, you need to take medicine to get better. You can't vomit this medicine." Huaran tried to feed him again, but Chang Xiuru pushed her away like crazy, and rolled down from the soft couch in pain. He beat his chest hard.

"The chest hurts, it hurts so much... It seems like a knife is being cut in it, it hurts me to death!" Chang Xiuru struggled to get up, grabbed the next door to Huaran, and said with eyes wide open: "What kind of bad idea did you come up with! Bengong took the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician, it didn't help at all, but it hurt even more! Are you deliberately trying to harm Bengong!"

Hua Ran shook her head again and again: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Doctor Liu said that the poison in your body is already deep. If you want to remove it completely, you have to use strong force to corrode the poison little by little. Although the process is painful, for the sake of your empress, please bear with it." ?”

Chang Xiuru took a few breaths, and tremblingly said: "Forbearance? Why should I endure it! You said it lightly, why didn't you stab yourself in the chest a few times?! Do you know how much Bengong hurts? You lowly maidservant, you will only let me endure, it is really useless!" She pushed Huaran hard, pointed at the person and said sharply: "Go to Yanxi Palace, find concubine concubine! !"

Huaran wondered: "Mother, my concubine is pregnant now, the emperor said that there are many people in the palace, and no one is allowed to enter and leave the Yanxi Palace at will. Even if the imperial concubine wants to enter, she must first ask the emperor for instructions."

"Then what's the use of all these troublesome methods you gave me! I'm still in such pain! I'm still in such pain! You go to the emperor immediately, go to Yanxi Palace to get the antidote, I can't take it anymore, go! "

Chang Xiuru struggled in extreme pain, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, her eyes were clenched together due to the severe pain, almost her whole body seemed to be twisted into a ball.

Hua Ran persuaded: "Your Majesty, as long as you take the medicine from Imperial Physician Liu, you will be cured after enduring the pain for a while. Detoxification is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Your Majesty must not give up."

Chang Xiuru only felt her ears buzzing, as if there were many insects buzzing in the depths of her ears, which disturbed her, and she tightly covered her ears with her hands.

She couldn't hear the voices around her, and opened her eyes slightly, only to see Huaran still kneeling on the spot, indifferent.

She was so angry that she stepped forward to beat the man's face, and said angrily: "What are you doing here, you lowly servant girl! Didn't I ask you to seek the antidote? Why are you still here? You want to disobey my order ?"

Chang Xiuru's force was not small, and Huaran screamed in pain, her whole body was knocked to the ground, and then she covered her bleeding cheek and cried, "Your Majesty only knows to go to my concubine to get the antidote. However, those servants who have checked the antidote to Imperial Physician Liu will only make the empress temporarily feel no pain and discomfort, and it is not an antidote at all! Such medicine will not stop the spread of the poison, it will only make the poison in your body heal and deepen. "

"You bitch, what are you talking about here! I can't bear the pain anymore, and you are still here to watch me suffer, bitch! You will be lazy and find reasons! I won't let you go, no I'll let you go!" Chang Xiuru was in so much pain that she couldn't care about anything, she lost all reason, and went straight up to beat and beat Huaran.

At first, Huaran just hugged her head and endured the beating, but Chang Xiuru had lost her mind, and began to vent her pain regardless. Finally, Huaran couldn't help but bumped Chang Xiuru away, and the tears in her eyes had long since dried up into rage.

Chang Xiuru was suddenly pushed down to the ground, the hatred in her eyes suddenly rose, and she said viciously with a trembling voice: "You lowly maidservant dare to treat me like this, what kind of eyes do you have? Dare to look at Ben Gong like this, Ben Gong picks me up!" off your skin!"

After all, she rushed up and pressed her legs firmly against Hua Ran's body, and pulled Hua Ran's hair with her hands, almost tearing her scalp.

But when such a big event happened in the main hall, no one came in to check it out, even the maid guarding the door turned a blind eye, like a puppet without emotion.I don't know when, almost all the palace people in Chang Xiuru's palace were replaced by Lin Qingyu's eyeliner, so in Nuoda's palace, no one cared about Chang's concubine beating the maid.

Huaran screamed in pain, and exerted force on her hand. She wanted to break away from Chang Xiuru's palm, but she suddenly slashed upwards, as if she touched a soft spot, and her nails got a little bit inward.

Huaran opened her eyes in shock, and saw that Chang Xiuru also touched her cheek in surprise, and saw a few scratches deeply embedded on Chang Xiuru's face, dripping with blood.

She took a few steps back in horror, and apologized again and again: "Your Majesty, this servant didn't mean it. I originally wanted to trim my nails, but... this servant really didn't mean it."

And Chang Xiuru was already shocked in place, silent as if she lost her soul.

Seeing this, Huaran quickly got up from the ground, preparing to escape from here.

But it was too late, Chang Xiuru had already realized what had happened, grabbed Hua Ran like crazy, and grabbed her face fiercely.

"You lowly maidservant! I killed you!"

Huaran was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, she just felt severe pain in her mouth, nose and eyes. She also completely lost the desire to survive and beg for mercy, and even stretched out her hand to push Chang Xiuru to the ground. , causing Chang Xiuru to completely lose her mind, and screamed directly.

"You lowly maidservant!!! How dare you!!! Bengong's face, Bengong's face! You lowly maidservant dare to scratch Bengong's face. Bengong wants you to die!" Chang Xiu Ru suddenly pulled out the hairpin, and stabbed it fiercely at Huaran's chest. Huaran struggled under her body a few times, and finally remained motionless, without any life left.

Chang Xiuru pulled out the hairpin, and then repeatedly stabbed at Huaran's body fiercely, finally exhausted her strength and collapsed on the ground, letting out a shrill scream.

(End of this chapter)