Chunman Palace

Chapter 57
In the autumn of the fifth year of the Ming Dynasty, Mu Pingting was silent in grief throughout the autumn, the gate of Fujingxuan Palace was closed, and she no longer went out to meet people. The flowers and plants seemed to know the master's mood, and they all withered and withered. No amount of maintenance could save it.

When the frost came, the air-conditioning condensed in the room, and the strong and bitter smell of soup filled the room. After taking medicine for several months, this smell was embedded in almost every inch of the palace.

Her whole body is suffering, Fu Jingxuan is depressed and desolate, just like the silence of a scene after a bleak autumn day, she had hoped that the fruitful season would be a bumper harvest, but Huang Liang was a dream, without a trace.

The clothes and bedding of the children in the palace were all taken away, fearing that she would be too sad if she was touched by the scene, the palace maids in the bedroom were careful in doing things, and tiptoed, for fear of disturbing her thoughts. Looking hungry.

The palace was also quiet, so Xuan Yin felt sad because of this, he soaked himself in the Qingxin Hall every day to deal with things, and seldom set foot in the harem, only the queen was worried about the health of the holy body, and brought red date soup to comfort her from time to time, although Concubine Lan did it for many times. Mu Pingting offered to severely punish Ashina Shan, but Xuan Yin only left him alone and never dealt with it.Lin Qingyu visited Mu Pingting a few times during the period, but Mu Pingting closed the door tightly and didn't see anyone, and only sent some things in.

And Chang Xiuru always went to Linggui's place, the two of them became very close at some point, and they always made appointments to eat cakes and drink tea together.As for Ashina Shan, she was deprived of her title and demoted to promise. She felt that her face would be greatly lost, and she was afraid of being retaliated and humiliated by the concubine who had bullied her before, so she simply fell silent, but her food and clothing cost a lot. Also too moist.

Regarding the matter of Mu Pingting's miscarriage, Xuan Yin said that he was afraid that she would be sad and sad, and ordered the palace people not to publicize the matter, so no one mentioned it again, and no one dared to mention it.

But Mu Pingting was deeply in pain every day, and day after day, the grief in her heart couldn't stop. She began to hate why she was so weak that day, why she didn't take the status of master to detain those maids who disturbed her rest, If she had a higher status, how could she be harmed by Concubine Min.

Her constant disappointment in herself has gradually turned into despair in life. The pain of losing a child is indescribable. Thinking back when noble Ling lost her child and could no longer conceive, she was probably as depressed as she was.

She somewhat understands why Ling Guiren is so mean and perverse. There is nothing to say about the annual draft, but letting a court lady in Yeting, the humblest existence, be equal to her, is enough to arouse all the resentment.

Xuan Yin also saw Mu Pingting a few times, but always saw her sad and sad, with a look of resentment, and finally left with a sigh, and never set foot in Fujingxuan again.

Seeing that her master was so frustrated, Huayue couldn't help persuading: "Young master, you should think about it. The emperor cares about you. You have taken care of yourself now. As long as you accept the emperor, are you afraid that there will be no prince in the future? I heard that , Lady Ling was reinstated as a concubine by the emperor last night."

Mu Pingting shed a few lines of tears sadly, and said weakly: "My child has only been away for two months. The emperor can favor other concubines. My grief at losing a child is like cutting out my heart. How can a mother just let it go so lightly?" , forget the pain."

Huayue comforted softly: "Young master is still young, you should cheer up and relax your heart. Master Taifu heard that the young master lost a child, and he had a lot of gray hair overnight. The young master should take good care of his body. Take good care of yourself!"

"Although Daddy wants me to take care of my health in the letter, I believe that he also wants me to do what I want. I must not be ignorant of my heart to tact Cheng En. You don't need to say anything, get out!" She pointed her hand and scolded leave.

Seeing that Huayue could not persuade her, she followed her advice and withdrew.

In Mu Pingting's hands, there is a small shirt with fragrant willows, flowing clouds and blue stones, embroidered with patterns of orchids and springs, and grass growing and warblers flying. Even if the child is born in spring, she has already imagined that the child can stand and run in the shirt It's making a fuss.She embroidered many pieces, all of which were very careful and conscientious, thinking that the child would be able to wear it when she was born, but now it is nothing but nothing.

She opened her bellyband, and there was a pair of small and delicate tiger-head shoes hidden underneath. This was a gift from Lin Qingyu to her child before. There were two pairs in total, both of which were inlaid with white jade pieces. The tiger heads on them were lifelike, playful and cute.

She stared at this exquisitely crafted object in a daze, and tears fell silently on it, and the momentum of previous resentment and resentment suddenly turned into water.

Such lingering sorrow made her mental state go from bad to worse, Huayue couldn't bear it, so she sent the news to Lin Qingyu.

I don't know, Mu Pingting sat in the room for another day, her heart was still unfinished, her chopsticks were not touched for lunch and dinner, and the night was silent, Lin Qingyu came to visit, Huayue hurriedly invited someone in.

Although Mu Pingting said that she didn't want to see guests in a sad situation, when she saw Lin Qingyu coming, she still smiled bitterly and asked someone to sit down.

Lin Qingyu saw what Mu Pingting was holding in her hands, and her heart tightened, knowing that Mu Pingting hadn't recovered from the pain of losing her child, so she just changed the subject and said, "My sister has a bad appetite recently, Qingyu specially made some Plum cake, hawthorn orange peel roll and green plum drink, these things are the most invigorating and appetizing."

Mu Pingting smiled faintly. Now she still has the appetite to eat, but it was not easy to please her. She picked up a piece of hawthorn roll and tasted it. It tasted sweet and sour, and also had a faint fragrance. "It's not too sour, but more sweet."

Lin Qingyu smiled, and said: "Qingyu thinks that my sister is feeling sad recently, and she should eat more sweets to ease it, so use less hawthorn, for fear that the taste will be too sour."

"Sister, I don't know if I like eating sour the most these days. I just want to put more..." Mu Pingting suddenly stopped talking while laughing. She touched her flat belly, but she couldn't hold back the sourness in her eyes, and tears overflowed.

Lin Qingyu saw that the nonsense made people sad, so she panicked immediately, stepped forward and said at a loss: "It's all Qingyu's fault, it made my sister sad, sister, don't cry, it's all Qingyu's fault."

Mu Pingting took a deep breath, shook her head with tears in her eyes and said, "How can I blame you, I'm too cowardly, these days I only know how to cry, and I can think of my child when I see everything." , a bit of hatred suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she suddenly said: "It's all Ashina Shan, has the emperor never dealt with her since?"

Lin Qingyu nodded, looking down suddenly, not daring to look sad at the Venerable Master, and sighed: "Although Ashina Shan was reduced to a promise, she is still in Guanju Palace, and the emperor did not punish her any more."

"Oh...is that so?" Mu Pingting sneered suddenly, the crystals on her face fell from the corners of her bright red eyes, and her eyes were full of hatred: "It seems that my child was killed by her for nothing! The emperor's treatment of her Affection is so important that you don't even have to restrain your feet?"

Lin Qingyu's eyes moved, fearing that people would think wrong, he hesitated and persuaded: "Sister, Min... After all, Ashina has served the emperor for three years, people are not grass, and the love of three years on the bed is so easy to disappear, sister should relax Heart, think about how to get along with the emperor in the future."

Mu Pingting twisted her beautiful eyes, and questioned: "Meet me? I'm afraid I will never meet the emperor again in my life. My child has gone like this, but the real murderer is still kept in the palace with good food and drink. Does the emperor really have feelings for me?!"

Lin Qingyu quickly grabbed the man's hand, "Sister, don't say that, in case someone listens to it..." She guessed that Mu Pingting hadn't asked her concubine to heal her heart disease these days, and she might be depressed, so she hurriedly Lingqiao said: "Go and invite Imperial Physician Li to prescribe some soothing decoction for sister."

Mu Pingting didn't speak anymore, she just raised her head and wiped her tears, choking silently.

Not long after, Tai Physician Li came to ask for pulse. After looking around and asking about everything, his expression was different.

Seeing the clue, Lin Qingyu sent the palace servants out, and said, "Sister, what's the matter? Doctor Li might as well speak up if you have something to say."

Doctor Li frowned slightly, and asked cautiously: "I don't know if my master has used safflower these days?"

"Safflower?" Mu Pingting was stunned, and continued, "After my miscarriage, every time I had redness, I prescribed prescriptions to the imperial hospital, but it didn't get better."

Doctor Li said: "Can you take a look at the prescription that the young master uses?"

Mu Pingting nodded, took out the prescription from under the table and handed it to someone, and then handed the unfinished bowl of medicine to someone.

I saw Doctor Li muttering in his mouth: "Motherwort, centipede, Atractylodes macrocephala, angelica..." He sniffed the medicine in the bowl carefully, and suddenly pursed his lips tightly, not knowing how to express it: "My lord's redness should be caused by taking it. It was caused by safflower, but the imperial doctor who prescribed this medicine thought that the residual after the miscarriage of the young master was not clear, and added a large amount of medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, which made the redness of the young master's symptoms worse."

Lin Qingyu raised her brows upside down, and said angrily, "Which quack doctor prescribed such a prescription for my sister. If the redness doesn't heal for a long time, it will be difficult to conceive in the future!"

Mu Pingting's face was ashen, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and her voice was full of hatred: "I was murdered and lost my child, who wants to be so hard to force me to make it difficult for me to conceive for the rest of my life?!"

Doctor Li said caringly: "My lord, don't be angry. If the abnormalities in your body hadn't been examined carefully by a skilled doctor, it would be difficult to find out that you have used safflower. Most of the doctors in the hospital are busy every day, and there are some people who are not dedicated. , my lord, please forgive me."

Mu Pingting raised her head suddenly: "Then Doctor Li, is there any remedy for my body? Will I get better after stopping the medicine?"

Dr. Li stared at her for a moment, shook his head, and said: "Stopping the medicine may not improve the symptoms, but it will not aggravate the symptoms, but it is easy to cure. I need to prescribe a few more medicines for health care. Drink it for a month. It will be great."

"Then I'll take care of Doctor Li." After Mu Pingting finished speaking wearily, she tightly closed her eyes.

Lin Qingyu waited for Imperial Physician Li to prescribe the medicine, then quietly returned to her seat.

Mu Pingting felt miserable and chilled in her heart.

Lin Qingyu said: "Sister, you need to investigate carefully, who has two minds and secretly put red flowers in sister's medicine."

"There are only a few people serving in my palace, and Xin'er is the one who cooks the medicine on weekdays." Mu Pingting looked very depressed, so she called Huayue and said, "Go ask Xin'er to cook the medicine immediately, tell me Take care of yourself."

Huayue nodded knowingly, and immediately backed out.

After about a moment, I heard a noise outside the door, Huayue walked in holding Xin'er's arm, Huayue immediately said: "Little master, I have been guarding the pharmacy for a long time, and I saw Xin'er stealthily taking this bag. The safflower is added to the medicine!"

Xin'er was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and she said righteously: "My lord, this servant is wronged, this servant just thought that my safflower will not heal after a long time, and safflower can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, so I took it from the imperial hospital. The red flower wants to help the little master recover as soon as possible!"

Mu Pingting said coldly: "Then I still have to thank you for your kindness? Do you know that I was almost harmed by these red flowers like you and couldn't conceive for the rest of my life!"

Xin'er kowtowed in fear, and shouted miserably: "How could the servants harm the young master, the servants are all for the sake of the young master, the loyalty of the servants to the young master can be learned from heaven and earth!"

This reversed the appearance of a loyal servant!

Lin Qingyu stepped forward, pinched Xin'er's face tightly, and said angrily: "Say! Who told you to do this?"

Xin'er shook her head innocently, and said in pain: "Lin Changzai, I can't wash myself away if I jumped into the Yellow River! I will die to prove my innocence!"

Lin Qingyu picked up the bag of red flowers in disgust, put it in front of people's eyes and said, "You have to prove your innocence, but you don't have to die, just swallow this bag of red flowers yourself to prove your loyalty!"

Xin'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she couldn't make a sentence: "Slave, slave... slave... wish..."

Mu Pingting was very annoyed when she saw her covetous and fearful attitude, she stretched out her hand, and a teacup shattered at Xiner's feet, only one step away from her, and Xiner was so frightened that she slammed There was a shock.

Seeing this, Lin Qingyu clapped her hands and called a few eunuchs, pointed at Xin'er and said coldly: "Open her mouth, feed her the safflower, including these fragments, not a little dregs! Hold her down!"

Xin'er suddenly jumped up like crazy, broke free from Huayue's shackles and ran outside, but this is the palace, how far can she run?Before even going out the door of the bedroom, he was escorted back by the palace guards.

She begged for mercy tearfully, "My lord! Lin Chang is forgiving! Woo...!" Before she could finish speaking, someone pried open her mouth, and the bitter medicine mixed with sharp fragments was poured into her mouth. Someone even took a brush and sent it to her throat continuously.

Her canthus was completely cracked, she shook her body crazily, the corners of her eyes seemed to be bleeding, and the severe pain made her look dazed.

Before it was over, Lin Qingyu pointed to her stomach again and said, "What you want to do to sister Mu before, you have to do what you want now." She smiled sullenly, asked the eunuch to drag Xin'er down, and used two wooden sticks to attack Xin'er one by one. Her stomach was pounded, and the pieces that she had swallowed cut through her stomach, making her intestines rotten, and Xin'er begged for mercy after a few blows.

Seeing that it was almost done, Lin Qingyu asked someone to pull Xin'er in.

"Lin Chang is forgiving...my master...forgive me!" Xin'er was out of breath, trying to hold back the pain and trembled: "Concubine Chang ordered the slaves to do it. She said that the young master lost her son but did not get rid of Concubine Min. Why don't you just let the little master bleed more, and only if it is worse can you get the emperor's love, which completely annoyed Concubine Min."

Lin Qingyu said in astonishment: "Sister Chang? How could it be her!"

Mu Pingting remained calm, took a deep breath as she expected, and continued to ask, "Is Concubine Chang the only one involved in this matter?"

Xin'er gasped in pain: "Ling concubine... pointed out that safflower promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, and if it is used in large quantities after a small childbirth, it will cause symptoms of redness. The safflower is sent by concubine Chang to the flower garden outside Fujingxuan every half a month. of."

Mu Pingting was speechless, and winked at the eunuchs, "Take care of it."

Xin'er was shocked, before she could make a sound, she was gagged by a piece of sackcloth and dragged out.

The sadness and resentment in my heart became more and more pervasive, and the thin clouds and thick fog at first gradually thickened.

Mu Pingting was silent for a long time, and said haggardly: "I never thought that there are so many people who fall into trouble in the palace, and you are the only one who gives charcoal in the snow."

(End of this chapter)