Empress, she is rising step by step

While Shen Que breathed a sigh of relief, he felt strange at the same time, "Then how could Miss Wen say it hurts here and there?"

"Doctor Feng, are you really not mistaken? If I am fine, why am I always flustered and short of breath, my head hurts so bad, and my body feels hot and cold."

Wen Yuanyuan covered her head in pain, and tears of pain came out.

Dr. Feng was also sweating profusely, "I only know how to treat patients. Wenmei, your health is indeed fine. However, you always feel uncomfortable. It may be due to other reasons."

Dr. Feng has been working in the Imperial Medical Office since he was young. He comes from the Xinglin family, and his medical skills are beyond praise.

Shen Que never doubted this, and he couldn't help but look at Wen Yuanyuan with a bit more doubt and inquiry.

"Will someone defeat the master?" Ming Xia thought of something and asked with some uncertainty.

"Your Majesty, my master actually had these symptoms before, but they were very mild. My master's symptoms have only worsened since he was diagnosed with Ximai."

Shen Que had heard that some people were born with horoscopes that were incompatible with each other, "Why haven't I heard you say that before?"

Wen Yuanyuan curled her lips, "Concubine, I thought that no one would get sick from eating whole grains, and I couldn't worry about the emperor if I had headaches, fever, and discomfort. But the imperial doctor said that I was in good health and had no illness at all. That’s the only possibility.”

"Your Majesty, this is indeed a possibility. Some people are born with eight characters that are incompatible with each other. It can range from feeling unwell and lack of energy to being lifeless."

Doctor Feng put the pulse pillow into the medicine box and fastened the buckle, "But Wei Chen has only heard about it and has never seen it. I don't know if it is a rumor."

Shen Queni glanced at Dr. Feng. He had heard about it when he was a child, and had even seen a concubine possessed by dirty things. She just had to perform a ritual to cure it.

"When did you start feeling unwell for no reason?" he asked Wen Yuanyuan.

Wen Yuanyuan thought for a while, "It seems to have started after Cao Baolin moved into Weiyang Palace. I wanted to express my heartfelt words to the emperor. I always felt that Cao Baolin was unlucky and was not compatible with me, so I targeted Cao Baolin everywhere. Even if you do something wrong.”

She twitched and said, "Cao Baolin fell ill when he entered the palace. He has been ill for several years and has not gotten better. Later, the concubines also tended to get sick. Recently, Cao Baolin's health has begun to slowly improve. Your Majesty, do you think it will be better? It was Cao Baolin who passed on the illness to my concubine, which is why I felt extremely uncomfortable."

Shen Que had already forgotten what Cao Wenxi looked like and that she lived with Wen Yuanyuan. He just remembered what Wen Yuanyuan said.

He heard from the queen that Cao Baolin had indeed been sick all year round and had not recovered after taking medicine for several years. Unexpectedly, she had improved greatly in the past month, and the person who was still alive had written her name on it. .

Shen Que was not sure whether Wen Yuanyuan was really feeling uncomfortable or pretending, but she was pregnant with the emperor's heir and twins, so he didn't dare to be careless.

"If you're not afraid of anything, just be afraid of 10,000. In this case, I'll ask Cao Baolin to move to another place for the time being."

Wen Yuanyuan struggled to sit up and leaned against the bed weakly.

"It's better to say goodbye. I'm worried about Cao Baolin's overthinking. Cao Baolin is still having trouble with me because of what happened last time. It's better for me to move away."

"You are pregnant and less than three months old. It is not appropriate to go back and forth. Just ask Cao Baolin to move away."

Shen Que said with a tone of disdain, "I see that your house is a little too shady. I just ordered people to renovate the dormitory where Cao Baolin lives. Then you can move in."

Wen Yuanyuan smiled weakly, "Concubine, thank you, Your Majesty."

Shen Que chatted with Wen Yuanyuan for a while, and then went to the imperial study room to review the memorial.

Ming Xia came back from outside and said, "Master, the emperor is gone." The beautiful lady lifted the quilt and got out of bed, with no trace of weakness on her face.

"Do you know where the emperor asked Cao to move?"

Ming Xia smiled and said: "My slave, I heard from Eunuch Li that he seems to be living in Tangli. The emperor really does feel sorry for his master."

"That's right, I'm pregnant with twins. The Emperor doesn't have many children, so of course he's afraid that something might happen to the child in my belly."

Although Tangli Bureau has an elegant name, its location is not good. Moreover, the surrounding vegetation is deep and very desolate, so few people usually go there.

Wen Yuanyuan smiled proudly, "You ask someone to take good care of Cao Baolin for me, so that Cao Baolin won't get too lonely and bored."

Ming Xia was a little puzzled, "Why doesn't the master like Cao Baolin? Although the emperor ordered Cao Baolin to move to Tangliju, she is Baolin after all. What if the emperor accidentally finds out?"

"Nothing wrong." Wen Yuanyuan stabbed him across the face, and Ming Xia shrank his neck and was too frightened to speak.

"Look at who in the palace likes that sick girl. It's too late to avoid her. The Queen is also planning to let Cao Baolin sleep with her. If she gets favored in the future, I will have a good life. I must pay attention to the Emperor. Before her, she would never have the possibility of turning over."

Just as Zhu Ci guessed, the news that she was awarded the title of Baolin quickly spread throughout the Sixth Palace. Each palace sent people to send congratulatory gifts, and even Zhuang Xiaoxiao also ordered people to send a pair of poison-proof chopsticks.

Among them, the best gifts were from Yongfu Palace and Zhaoyang Palace. What Yongfu Palace sent was an ivory comb. It was exquisitely made and felt smooth to the touch.

What Zhaoyang Palace sent was a pair of Hetian jade animal bead bracelets, which were of excellent quality and warm to the touch.

Zhu Ci asked Hong Xiu and Cui Lan to register so that they could repay the favor in the future.

Then she took Zhuying to Yongfu Palace, but was rejected. Liuyan smiled apologetically.

"What a coincidence, Zhu Baolin. The imperial concubine didn't sleep well last night, so she slept after breakfast? Otherwise, Zhu Baolin was standing here waiting?"

Zhu Ci knew that Bai Xinrui hadn't slept, so how could she suffer from insomnia with her body as strong as an ox, and she was not yet old enough to toss around day and night.

Bai Xinrui must be standing in a corner of the room watching her, deliberately trying to embarrass her and vent her dissatisfaction.

"I understand, then I will wait here for the imperial concubine to wake up."

Liu Yan smiled slightly, "Zhu Baolin is so lucky. Not long after he was granted the imperial title, he became Baolin so quickly. But don't forget the well digger, don't you think?"

Zhu Ci lowered her eyes and said obediently, "Sister Liu Yan is absolutely right."

Liu Yan twitched the corners of his lips, clapped his hands and called several palace people in the yard together.

"You guys go and move the incense burner out of the palace and clean it up. Don't disturb the imperial concubine. Otherwise, be careful with your skins."

The palace people followed Liu Yan into the main hall, and soon they took out a three-legged incense burner with great difficulty.

The palace man poured out the ashes inside, stirring up a gray mist.

Zhu Ci was choked and kept coughing. Zhuying held her breath and waved with her hands, helping Zhu Ci to go further.