After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 370 Expectation
The noble concubine who heard Murong Qing's explanation froze, coughing up blood?The emperor is coughing up blood!
"Why does the emperor cough up blood? Isn't his body always strong? Why did he suddenly cough up blood? You can't be lying to me!"

The noble concubine shook her head in disbelief, subconsciously thinking that Murong Qing was lying.

As the emperor's bedside person, how can she not know the emperor's physical condition? Although she has never studied medicine, she is well versed in the art of health preservation.

In order to maintain a young and beautiful body, she did not hesitate to spend a lot of time and money, racking her brains to learn obscure and difficult health knowledge. Although this process is difficult, it is very useful.

Therefore, the imperial concubine has dominated the sixth palace with her beauty over the years. Whenever the emperor stayed in her Huichun Palace, she was used to sleeping alone, and it was difficult for her to sleep with an extra emperor lying beside her, but she would always pretend to be better than the emperor every time. go to bed early.

Then she opened her eyes when the emperor snored. In the quiet night, she fell asleep accompanied by the sound of the emperor's breathing, pulse, and even heartbeat.

She could feel that the emperor was getting old, but he was also far healthier than people of the same age.

Murong Qing patiently explained, "It's a matter of the world, how dare I lie to you with the emperor's body? The emperor coughed up blood suddenly, that night, if Li Fuquan hadn't ordered the imperial guards to open the palace gate with a token, and sent someone to rush Go ask Imperial Physician Guan who is on leave to enter the palace, otherwise the emperor might not wake up so soon."

The noble concubine was slightly stunned, because she remembered that she was rescued from the palace and brought here. It was very late at night, and she couldn't sleep because of panic. She vaguely heard the sound of a horse's hoof stepping over. It's because she's not here that she mobilizes so many people to catch her.

Before she knew it, she was so tired that she leaned against the window and fell asleep. The next day, she found that nothing happened. Gradually, she forgot about this little detail. Now that Murong Qing hadn't mentioned it, she probably wouldn't have thought about it. rise.

"That's impossible. Although I don't know how to feel the pulse, I know that the emperor's internal organs are extremely healthy, so he coughed up blood because of it."

The imperial concubine muttered in doubt, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it was still heard by Murong Qing who was sitting beside her.

For some reason, these words echoed around Murong Qing's ears like flies.

The imperial concubine was twisting the handkerchief, she was not worried about the emperor's health, she wanted to know whether the emperor could attend the wedding.

"Then how is the emperor now? Are you okay? Can I still see the emperor?"

Hearing the imperial concubine's question, Murong Qing escaped from that sentence, and she comforted her, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Imperial Physician Guan gave the emperor an injection, and personally checks the emperor's pulse every day, the emperor will be fine."

The noble concubine confirmed again and again, and the answer she got was that the emperor was fine, so she was relieved.

Although this is just the appearance she wants to show Murong Qing.

As soon as Murong Qing left, the imperial concubine sat by the bed with a solemn expression, as if she had fallen into a daze, her eyes were empty and her heart sank inch by inch.

She was stunned for a while before she adjusted. The moment she learned that the emperor was indeed coughing up blood, she had some outrageous expectations.

Looking forward to the decline of the emperor's body like this, she couldn't help thinking that if the emperor really died, she would not offend Long Yan when she told about Hansong back then, at least in the eyes of the world, she could not be a Annoyed the emperor's concubine.

The Lin family also did not allow a concubine who disobeyed the emperor to be raised.

After the emperor died, she would tell the whole truth about the year in front of the emperor's spirit, so that she could be regarded as her own obsession.

Thinking of this, the corner of the imperial concubine's mouth pulled a wry smile, as if she saw the endless powerlessness in her life.

Is it retribution?she asked herself.

Anyone who killed Han Song would die badly, Huo Lianjun was the same, and so was he himself, even the self-deceiving emperor could not escape this disaster.

She was not worried about the emperor's illness at all. On the contrary, she was vaguely looking forward to the moment when she would tell the truth in front of the emperor. She really wanted to know that when the emperor who sat in the hall knew that he was also the knife that killed Han Song, What will be the reaction.

Sad, regretful, angry, or in pain...

Others don't know yet, but the imperial concubine knows very well that the queen Huo Lianjun, who used to be under one person and above ten thousand people, is probably already queuing at the Naihe Bridge by this time.

The noble concubine sneered, and a sneer flashed in her eyes, Mr. Huo Lian, Mr. Huo Lian, your death is not a pity!
One day when she was confined in the Palace of Rejuvenation, the Second Prince suddenly came and sent Jin Yu away. It was Jin Yu who thought that the Second Prince was going to torture the imperial concubine, and insisted on refusing to leave. In the end, the Second Prince ordered someone to drag her away. Finish.

Without outsiders, the second prince told her that Mr. Huo Lian was dead, utterly dead, his flesh and blood were thrown into the moat and fed to man-eating fish, and his bones were thrown into the deep mountains and old forests for wild beasts to eat.

He even burned the talisman paper with Huo Lianjun's birth date written on it, and chanted the most vicious curse to make her never reborn forever!

Knowing the news, the noble concubine felt a belated joy in her heart, it was really joyful, really joyful!

There is nothing more joyful than being punished for sinful people like them, even though they know that the next person to pay the price is themselves.

After leaving Wang Dianyi's Mansion, Murong Qing had no intention of staying, and only asked his servants to return to the General's Mansion as soon as possible.

Because she seemed to realize something, the whisper of the imperial concubine was still echoing in her mind.

But she is not sure, everything needs to be confirmed.

After getting off the carriage, Murong Qing pointed directly at Pei Mo's study.

Seeing her looking anxious, Pei Mo in the study asked, "What's the matter, I'm in a hurry, I'm sweating."

Speaking of which, Pei Mo was about to take out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

"It doesn't matter to me." Murong Qing panted slightly, with an emotional flush on his face, "General, I have something very urgent to say."

When Wu Yi, who was grinding ink beside him, heard this sentence, he would put down the ink stick in his hand and go out, and closed the door for the two of them thoughtfully.

They were the only ones left in the room, Pei Mo said, "Didn't Madam go to see the imperial concubine, but what happened?"

Murong Qing shook his head, "It has nothing to do with the imperial concubine, it is the emperor's business."

"I told the imperial concubine about the emperor coughing up blood. The imperial concubine looked shocked. She seemed to think that I was lying to her. I explained to her again and again before she would believe it."

As he said that, Murong Qing's face became more serious, and his voice gradually sank, "General, have you ever thought about the strangeness of the emperor's illness this time? From the words of the noble concubine, I actually feel that this is not a coincidence. "

Hearing her words, Pei Mo's eyebrows twitched, and hesitation also flashed in his eyes.

They all thought of the second prince at the same time.

For nothing else, after the death of the emperor, the biggest beneficiary of the court is the second prince.

(End of this chapter)