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Chapter 487 Jiang Shunyi is just a scapegoat
Yu Qingcheng smiled faintly, "How does it taste?"

"Very good, my concubine heard that the empress likes to eat plum blossom shortbread, so she specially made it for the empress herself."

Jiang Shunyi was still complacent, she looked at the imperial concubine in front of her as if she wasn't in a bad mood today, otherwise she wouldn't have said unfeeling words for so long.

It seems that Yu Zhaoyuan's method really worked, she deserves to be the aunt of the imperial concubine.

Seeing that she had been emphasizing the plum blossom shortbread, Rong Jiuge understood what she meant.

Something is wrong with this shortbread...

Thinking of this, he exuded hostility and walked to Yu Qingcheng's side.

Jiang Shunyi was stunned when she saw the emperor appearing suddenly, and it took her a long time to realize that she knelt on the ground belatedly.

"My concubine pays her respects to the emperor, all blessings to the emperor."

Rong Jiuge didn't even give her a look, he only cared about Yu Qingcheng.

"Qingqing, it's not that I won't let you see them anymore. These women have vicious thoughts and will always send you something harmful."

Yu Qingcheng only had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but did not speak.

When Jiang Shunyi heard the emperor's words, her face turned pale.

She quickly explained, "Your Majesty, my concubine did not send anything harmful to the imperial concubine. This is the plum blossom shortcake that the empress loves most. The concubine follows... ah, my stomach hurts, my stomach hurts so much." .”

Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Shunyi suddenly covered her stomach and rolled on the ground non-stop.

Painful face.

Xiao Song was so frightened that he hurried forward, "What's wrong with you, my lord, don't scare your servants, my lord, my lord."

Rong Jiuge held Yu Qingcheng in his arms with one hand, and said to Su Desheng, "Take her to the apse, and then... tell the imperial physician."

Yu Qingcheng, "..."

She clearly understands medical skills, so why does she still want to teach the imperial physician?

With a gloomy face, Rong Jiuge put his arms around her waist and walked towards the apse.

Zhiqin glanced at Ye Su, "Go and guard the palace gate."

After speaking, they also went to the apse together.

When the imperial doctors of the Imperial Hospital heard that Weiyang Palace had summoned them again, they were so frightened that they all hid in front of the desk and pretended not to hear them.

Physician Sun had no choice but to silently pick up the medicine box and follow Su Desheng on the road to Weiyang Palace.

Jiang Shunyi was lying on the bed in the back hall, clutching her stomach and rolling over and over.

Xiao Song kept wiping the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, but was too anxious to say a word.

Rong Jiuge was sitting on the soft couch beside Yu Qingcheng with his arms in his arms, reprimanding him in a low voice.

"In the future, don't let them approach such things that you know are dangerous, and don't be afraid of staining your eyes."

Yu Qingcheng rubbed his forehead helplessly, "It's not something dangerous, it's just that there are many red flowers in this shortbread."

"safflower?"

"Well, Brother Nine, have you ever heard that people in the harem have been rumoring that I'm pregnant?"

Rong Jiuge's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded, "I know."

Yu Qingcheng hooked the corners of her lips and said lightly, "So, I'm afraid someone tampered with the plum blossom shortbread, but I see Jiang Shunyi is just a scapegoat."

She never said that she likes to eat this plum blossom shortbread, and Jiang Shunyi obviously lied just now, she didn't even know where to find the plum blossom, and how could she make it by herself.

Oh, after all, it is harming others and oneself, and the gain outweighs the loss.

After Doctor Sun came, Su Desheng pushed him to the side of the bed before he had time to greet the emperor and imperial concubine.

After giving Jiang Shunyi acupuncture and moxibustion, he checked the pulse carefully, and the expression on his face was quite regrettable.

(End of this chapter)