After transforming into An Lingrong, he became the King of Juan and was crowned the Sixth Palace.

Zhen Huan had not chatted privately with Meizhuang for a long time, and after a while, she went out.

She looked up and saw the beautiful autumn light outside the window, so she took Huanbi with her to relax.

Walking along Taiye Lake, looking at the beautiful autumn colors, we gradually walked farther and farther.

The surrounding vegetation is sparse and deserted, and there are also the chirping of unknown autumn insects, which makes people feel that the autumn atmosphere is getting stronger.

Huanbi saw only a lonely palace, far away from the palace where the beloved concubines lived by Taiye Pool, but it was very tall and not suitable for ordinary concubines to live in.

Huanbi couldn't help but feel curious, and asked Zhen Huan: "Miss, what is this place?"

Zhen Huan raised her head and sighed: "That's where Concubine Duan lives."

As she said this, Zhen Huan thought that although she had some personal contacts with Concubine Duan, she had never visited her palace. Firstly, she wanted to avoid suspicion, and secondly, she didn't like it.

Now that she was passing by like this, and she was ill, she naturally couldn't pass by without entering.

Although it was noon, the palace door was closed and even somewhat mottled.

After locking the copper lock for a long time, Fang heard a creak and the door opened heavily.

The person who came out was Jixiang. Seeing that it was me, he was a little surprised and said, "Mr. Wan?"

Zhen Huan was a little suspicious. Ji Xiang and Ruyi were the personal maids around Concubine Duan. They were very dignified and never left her. How could she be the one to open the door?

So, she asked: "Where is your queen?"

Ji Xiang answered the question incorrectly: "Your Majesty is sick and is resting inside."

Zhen Huan looked at her: "Where are those serving palace servants? How come you opened the door?"

She hesitated slightly and said slowly: "Earlier, the empress sent them out. Now apart from me, only Ruyi is cooking medicine outside the palace."

Hearing this, Zhen Huan knew it was inconvenient to ask again.

So he walked straight into the palace, and there was a strong, bitter medicinal smell that had not dissipated.

Concubine Duan was sleeping on the bed, seemingly sound asleep. An older palace maid was simmering medicine on a small silver basket in the furnace outside. She was just like Ruyi.

Ruyi suddenly saw Zhen Huan, she was surprised and happy, and called out: "Your Majesty."

Seeing that Concubine Duan was asleep and her face was as pale as paper, Zhen Huan asked doubtfully: "Your empress looks like this, what does the imperial doctor say?"

Ruyi choked up and said, "It has always been under the care of Dr. Pang. He just said that it is an old problem and he just needs to take the same medicine."

Zhen Huan sighed and said angrily: "What a quack doctor. If the disease is not cured, how can I just take the same medicine as before?"

After saying that, she calmed down and said: "I don't think it will work like this. Ruyi took the medicine and Jixiang went to the Imperial Hospital to ask Imperial Doctor Wen to come and see her. How could it be done without diagnosis and treatment? Since Concubine Duan sent her to the palace. It won't work if the people inside go out without anyone around to wait on you. Huanbi, you go to our palace and choose a few reliable people to wait on you here."

Ji Xiang and Ruyi were already smiling after listening to Zhen Huan's words.

As everyone knows, Concubine Duan, who was sleeping, furrowed her brows after hearing Zhen Huan's rebellious words.

Zhen Huan sent them to do it, and stayed alone with Concubine Duan. She also folded a few chrysanthemums and put them in a vase, and there was some life in the palace.

After a while, Concubine Duan woke up with a groan. Seeing Zhen Huan beside the bed, her eyebrows showed confusion and she said, "Your Majesty, why are you free to come to my place today?"

Zhen Huan put a soft pillow under her neck and said, "I passed by your residence by chance and heard that your Majesty is not well."

She smiled bitterly: "It's an old problem. It happens every autumn and winter. It's okay."

Zhen Huan paused and said, "The disease requires traditional Chinese medicine, so the empress should take good care of herself."

She opened her eyes slightly, as if avoiding the topic.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you, and you've become so thin. Are you feeling better?"

Zhen Huan was suddenly surprised when she heard her speaking like this. Then she thought about the fact that there was no one serving her in the palace. She quickly understood and said, "The empress has sharp ears and eyes. She knows everything about the palace without going out."

She smiled faintly: "What we can know is only superficial things, such as changes in people's hearts. How can we know it through inquiring? These trivial tricks are nothing."

Hearing the words "people's hearts" touched my heart, so I remained silent.

Concubine Duan had some difficulty speaking while she was ill, and said slowly: "The child is my mother's lifeblood. Even before she is born, she is still my dearest child. Of course you are even more sad when you lose your child so suddenly."

Concubine Duan seemed very sad when she said these words.

And her words emphasized the word "suddenly".

Zhen Huan naturally knew what she meant, but Huan Yixiang's matter was of great importance, and it was something An Lingrong brought here secretly, so how could she say it in front of Concubine Duan.

Zhen Huan had no choice but to say: "It's my fault too. I took bad medicine when I was a child. I'm afraid I may have hurt my health."

Concubine Duan nodded: "That's all."

She took a deep breath and said with compassion, "I'm afraid you are more saddened by the emperor's treatment of Nian Shilan."

When Zhen Huan thought about this incident, new and old hatreds suddenly arose in her heart. She couldn't help but feel sad and angry. She turned her head and said nothing.

Concubine Duan also sneered repeatedly: "I saw that she wanted to imitate the way the former queen punished the concubines! Her life is really not that good. I thought the emperor would kill her because of you, or at least cripple her. His position was sent to the cold palace."

"It's a pity that not long after this, the emperor favored her one after another, and even asked Concubine An to assist in the sixth palace..."

Subconsciously avoiding the issue of palace power in An Lingrong's hands, Zhen Huan unconsciously asked about the past.

"Were there concubines in the past who knelt for a long time before giving birth?"

Concubine Duan hummed softly, and was reminded of the past by Zhen Huan, which brought a lot of sadness.

After speaking for a moment, Concubine Duan's tone became calm, and she hummed softly.

"I'm afraid that when she found out you had a miscarriage, she was secretly more afraid than anyone else. But this time it was self-defeating."

Zhen Huan filled with cold anger and said slowly: "Whether it was self-defeating or intentional, my revenge for the loss of my son cannot be avenged now."

After talking for a while, Ji Xiang ushered Wen Shichu in. Zhen Huan looked at him and stood up to leave.

Concubine Duan was already tired after talking to me. She just nodded briefly and closed her eyes to rest.

Slowly walked outside Concubine Duan's palace, found a stone chair and sat down, thinking about what Concubine Duan said for a long time.

She had always thought that the sudden loss of her child was due to Huan Yixiang's influence, which caused her to have a miscarriage after kneeling for half an hour.

And the heavy use of musk in this item will definitely cause some damage to her body.

But she had only been in Concubine Hua's Yikun Palace for three or four hours. Was the medicine so powerful?

Zhen Huan thought about it carefully. She had already experienced slight symptoms of discomfort a few days before going to her palace. Where did she start? Is it really because of all kinds of fears about her that lead to mental and physical exhaustion?

But she uses silverware for her meals, so it is impossible for her to make mistakes in her diet, so where does her physical discomfort come from.

Not long after Wen Shichu came out, Zhen Huan stopped talking to him and asked straight to the point: "Why is Concubine Duan so seriously ill?"

He didn't answer, only asked: "Have you ever heard of the medicine safflower?"

Zhen Huan was horrified and blurted out: "Isn't that an abortion drug?"

He nodded and said, "Yes. Safflower can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It is used for amenorrhea, dysmenorrhea, lochia, lumps and bruises. Pregnant women will indeed cause miscarriage if they take it."

He raised his head, his eyes lit up slightly, and a trace of compassion flashed through him.

"However, if you are not pregnant or suffering from any illness and suddenly take a large amount of this substance, it will damage your skin and blood vessels, and even make you infertile."

Zhen Huan shook her head, her eyes filled with unspeakable surprise. After a while, he asked: "Can Concubine Duan's illness be cured if I leave it to you?"

He looked down at the toes of his shoes and said in panic, "I'm afraid not. I can only ensure that Concubine Duan survives."

He paused and then said: "Even if there are national soldiers here, Concubine Duan can't do anything else."

At this time, Wen Shichu hid something: before Zhen Huan asked him to visit, someone secretly used various precious herbs and acupuncture to help Concubine Duan recover.

Concubine Duan's physical discomfort these days is actually the same as when he helped Zhen Huan, it was all faked to show to others!

But Wen Shichu didn't want to talk to Zhen Huan about these things.

It's not that he doesn't love Zhen Huan anymore, but An Lingrong reminded him a long time ago that he should not only think about himself in everything, but also think more about his food, clothing, parents, and the face of his family.

Therefore, what Dr. Wen said was both true and false, and even Zhen Huan couldn't tell that he was lying about it.

The blinded Zhen Huan thought carefully and couldn't help but sigh, no wonder Concubine Duan loves children so much!

Zhen Huan then thought about it, Wen Shichu would definitely try his best to save Concubine Duan after being entrusted by her.

And when he said such words, it was obvious that Concubine Duan's body was damaged so deeply that it was beyond his power.

The various reasons for Concubine Duan's physical damage were beyond her knowledge.

Zhen Huan was also grateful for her many reminders, and that was all she could do.

So, Zhen Huan said: "I just hope that you can keep her alive and not suffer too much pain."

He nodded, "Weichen will do his best."

Immediately afterwards, Zhen Huan remembered her own question and said: "Back then, I avoided favor. Could the medicine you gave me be harmful to my body?"

He hesitated slightly and said directly: "Will it make the body weak and prone to miscarriage?"

Doctor Wen was a little shocked, and after thinking carefully for a long time, he said: "Weichen was very cautious about the dosage of the medicine at that time, and there was no abnormality or discomfort after taking it. As for the miscarriage, it is generally impossible, it is just a personal constitution." It’s hard to tell the difference.”

Hearing what Doctor Wen said, Zhen Huan felt desolate.

In any case, the child is gone, so what's the use of dwelling on the past?

Moreover, his father had long forgotten that he had ever lived in his body.

Sighing, Zhen Huan signaled Huanbi to give a piece of silver to Doctor Wen, and left in a hurry.

At the same time, Jin Xi hurriedly came over and said: "Mother, I just came from Chungui Ren's place. It seems that she is not well. Please go over and have a look."

An Lingrong stood up quickly, gave instructions to call for the imperial doctor, and immediately followed Jin Xi to Dongnuan Pavilion.

Because Chungui was always afraid of the cold, she still kept a charcoal basin to warm the stove.

As soon as An Lingrong and Jin Xi entered, she felt the warmth rush to her head and face, and she felt a layer of sweat.

The noble man was wrapped in a dark purple woven brocade quilt, and his whole body was lying on the bed weakly.

She seemed to be breathing a little hard now, and her face turned dark purple, just like the brocade quilt.

Sandalwood was burning in the hall, and even a handful of Buddha's hands were thrown into the charcoal basin. When heated, the various aromas were woven together.

The fragrance is fragrant, but it makes people smell a bit muddy and stuffy.

An Lingrong hurriedly ordered: "The aroma inside is too strong. Please open the window to let the noble man breathe."

Chungui hugged the quilt tightly, shrank into the bed and said, "Concubine An, don't open the window, someone wants to harm me!"

An Lingrong didn't notice anything strange for the time being, and said with a smile: "Good sister, this is the Yongshou Palace, no one dares to harm you!"

As she said that, she stepped forward and touched Chun Guiren's face.

After being bored in the room for a long time, Chungui's body and face were all hot, and he was sweating profusely.

After An Lingrong gave instructions, Baojuan and Baoping hurriedly took the silk and wiped it gently for Chungui.

An Lingrong, who stood aside and put out the stove, said warmly: "Don't be afraid, tell me, did you have a nightmare just now?"

Chungui cowered in the corner of the bed in fear, pointed at the ground in panic and said: "There are so many snakes, so many snakes are trying to bite me!"

Baoping hurriedly took off a sachet hanging from the silver tent hook and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid. There are many sachets to repel snakes in the palace. Snakes will run away as soon as they smell the smell. Chungui people can live in peace. .”

Jin Xi looked at Chun Gui and said worriedly: "Chun Gui seems to have a fever. Go get some hot water and give it to the noble."

She looked at the ulcer at the corner of Chun Gui's mouth, which seemed to be bigger than yesterday, and said, "Have you given the noble man all the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor to clear away heat and remove internal heat? Why is the wound on your mouth getting worse?"

The little maid who was serving Mr. Chungui said, "To tell you what Aunt Jinxi is saying, the young master ate some fish and shrimp for dinner last night. The thing on his mouth was hairy. It is probably because of this that the thing on his mouth grew bigger.

The slave also tried to persuade her, but the young master said that eating more fish and shrimp would make the unborn child smarter, so she would rather get some ulcers. "

Jin Xi said helplessly: "That's all. You'd better listen to my instructions and replace the tea given to Chungui people with fetal chrysanthemum tea."

While they were talking, Dr. Wen arrived in a rush, and An Lingrong hurriedly asked Dr. Wen to check Chungui's pulse.

Doctor Wen just shook his head: "My master has been having nightmares for the past few days, hasn't he?"

The Chungui man nodded weakly and agreed: "Since the last time I met a snake, I often feel uneasy when I dream about it at midnight."

Doctor Wen understood: "As soon as I wake up, I feel feverish all over my body, weak and weak, my heart palpitations are uneasy, my whole body is shaking due to nightmares, and I feel a dull pain in my abdomen. Is there such a symptom?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Chungui's eyes, and he loudly said: "What the imperial doctor said is right. Although I am so uneasy every night and early in the morning, I feel better during the day. I dare to ask the imperial doctor, why am I like this?"

Dr. Wen wiped his sweat and said slowly: "My young master is pregnant for the first time, and he was frightened, which caused palpitations and upset. It's good to have someone to accompany him during the day, but he will inevitably think of it when he dreams at night.

Because he had been like this for many days and had restless sleep, the little master's internal anger rose and the corners of his mouth were ulcerated.

Weichen can prescribe some soothing decoctions and topical ulcer treatments. As long as the little master takes them on time, he should be fine. "