Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 97 She's Really My Daughter

Even the doctor can't do anything, and the fairy aunt is safe to use the medicine, and it doesn't work on her, so what can I do.

Just as she was worried, a fortune teller came to the door and said she wanted to see her.

When the concubine went out, she didn't believe much at first, and asked someone to fetch the silver to send him away.

"Toffee, your brows are not raised, and the center of your brows is dark. Did you encounter any troublesome things?"

The concubine looked at the nanny beside her, was she so obviously worried?The master saw it at a glance.

Mammy received the cue from the concubine's eyes, and stepped forward: "What nonsense, let's go."

"Looking at the face of the concubine, the children under her knees are weak, are you worried about this?"

The concubine was moved, but those who had stayed in the capital for a long time knew that she only had one son, and after a period of time after her marriage, there was no news of any happy event in the entire palace.

"Master, take the silver and leave."

"The poor monk was poisoned at the age of the concubine's youth, and her body was damaged from then on, and she could no longer conceive an heir."

Concubine Toffee's pupils were shocked, this matter was well concealed up and down in the palace, how did he know about it.

Because of that poisoning, she could no longer conceive a child. It was the pain in her heart. The prince closed the door and checked, and found out that this matter was related to the palace. Even if he was unwilling, he could not continue the investigation. That's it.

The concubine walked into the palace and took a special look at Mammy, who made a gesture: "Master, please."

He strode into the palace, and the concubine asked him to serve tea: "To tell you the truth, master, this concubine does have something to worry about. If you can solve this problem, this concubine will reward you very much."

"The poor monk does his best."

The concubine told about Shen Zhiyue's failure to conceive a child. At the beginning when he went to the battlefield, the concubine followed him in fear in the palace every day, and finally married a wife. Everything developed according to her preset plan.

But she just had no news in her stomach, so she was also anxious, and didn't know when she might see that he had a child.

The master took a sip of tea: "It may be that the timing is not right. The poor monk wants to take some of the little lady's blood for a fortune telling to see the auspicious time."

The concubine's eyes were full of ignorance, isn't there a chance for this kind of thing?

"Master, is this an auspicious time?"

"Of course, when you have intercourse and when you conceive are all particular."

The concubine saw that what he said was so logical, she was dubious in her heart, if this could be done, he would have a child, and she could go underground to meet the old prince with peace of mind.

"Tell her to come here." She looked at the nurse beside her.

Nanny went out for a while, then turned back and said, "Taufei, the little madam is not in the mansion."

The concubine was furious: "As the little lady of the palace, she always goes out to show her face, what kind of words do you say, send someone out to look for it, and you must find him back."

"Yes, Concubine Toffee." Nanny led people out of the mansion.

At this time, Shen Zhiyue was watching the sales at Fanghua Restaurant, and Aunt Qing sat down at her table after she was busy: "I have to say, you are very good at capturing the hearts of these people. For a while."

"I'll find a way to do it when I can't do it anymore." In short, she will let the embroidery workshop make money again.

"Okay." Aunt Qing poured a cup of tea and drank it.

Mammy rushed into Fanghua Restaurant with a group of people. This was an unprecedented battle, and the customers were stunned.

The steward at the gate saw that they were people from the palace, but he didn't dare to stop them. Seeing them rushing in, he hastily followed.

Nanny went straight to her and said, "Little madam, the concubine please go back home."

Shen Zhiyue took a look, this posture didn't seem to be asking, it was more like arresting her, but no matter how upset the concubine was, she had to look at Bai Mingyu's face and be merciful to her.

She got up: "I'll go back with you."

A group of people left one after another, as if nothing had happened, there was still singing and dancing inside, surrounded by singing, and everyone was not disturbed by the sudden arrival.

Aunt Qing beckoned and called the steward: "Go to the executive and tell the prince that the concubine has taken the little lady away."

"Yes." The steward left the restaurant immediately.

When Shen Zhiyue returned to the palace, she was restrained as soon as she entered the mansion. The servants took a dagger and cut her finger open, squeezing the blood into the cup.

The master saw the blood and got it: "Taifei, the poor monk will go back to tell the fortune, and will bring it as soon as there is any news."

"Then Master Lao will be here." The concubine asked the nanny to send it off.

The servant released the hand that imprisoned her, and she sucked her fingers to stop the bleeding. What kind of master is this, and she has to draw human blood for fortune-telling, so she must be a liar.

The master walked out of the palace, walked to the corner of the street, got into a carriage, and the carriage quickly left the city. In a remote manor, he knelt on the ground respectfully.

"The blood has been drawn."

The person standing in the garden was moved. He turned around and took the dagger, cut open his fingertips, and dripped the blood into the clear water. The master took some blood with something and dripped it into the clear water. The two drops of blood quickly merged together.

He said slowly: "She is really my daughter."

"Your subordinate brought her to see you?"

"Forget it, we'll talk about it later." It was enough to know that Qianxue had not betrayed him.

Shen Zhiyue seemed to be in a good mood after seeing the concubine send the master away, and she asked, "Toffee, do you have anything to do with me?"

"It's all right, don't go out to show your face, and you can stay in the palace."

"Yes, Concubine Toffee." Anyway, there is nothing to do today, so stay in the palace and make the old man happy.

Immediately after Bai Mingyu returned to the mansion, he happened to meet the concubine in the garden: "Concubine mother, what did you do to Yue'er?"

"You came back in a hurry just to question me?"

Bai Mingyu felt that he was a little impatient: "Mother Concubine, Yue'er is very good, if you are not satisfied with her, this king will not force her, but this king does not allow you to hurt her."

"Everything I do is for you, she is fine, you can go ask her." Her face turned cold.

Bai Mingyu walked into the yard, saw her sitting in the yard drinking scented tea, walked over, with a nervous expression: "What did the mother concubine do to you?"

"It's nothing, it's just that a master came to the mansion and wanted to take some of my blood for fortune-telling. I think it might be a liar, but now, the concubine, if there is any hope, she will probably try."

Bai Mingyu checked the wound on her finger, the bleeding had stopped, and he could see the wound clearly, his face turned ugly, who made such a heavy hand.

Shen Zhiyue felt that he was full of murderous aura, and held his hand: "It's just a small wound, it will be fine the next day."

"These rough people are not serious, they hurt you."

"It's okay, I just bleed a little bit, and it stopped soon. The embroidery workshop is now making money. Aunt Qing will not drive them away for the time being, but I have to find a way to continue to make money in the future."

Bai Mingyu hugged her on his lap: "This king is starting to regret it, and promised to let you handle this matter."

"What do you mean, I can't handle it well?" Her eyes threatened.

"Because it's so good, this king feels that your heart is no longer in the palace."

(End of this chapter)