After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 17 Shen Qianzhao's Bad Deeds for Concubine Qi
Concubine Qi supported her stomach, her mother's love was shining all over her face, while she sipped the sweet soup.

This child is Concubine Qi's lifeline now, if she wants to get rid of control, she needs to use this child to gain a firm foothold in the palace.

Emperor Yongjia was busy with government affairs, and in recent years, he had never seen any concubine who was particularly favored by him. The dragon son in his stomach would be born in the future. His Majesty would love him when he was old, and he would definitely be able to replace Shen Qianzhao's idiot.

As Concubine Qi thought about it, she felt more and more that she must grasp the straw of Emperor Yongjia.

She wants to be the most honorable woman in this palace.

The candle was flickering, and Concubine Qi looked up at Emperor Yongjia. In fact, Emperor Yongjia was not old. From the outstanding appearance of several princes and princesses, it could be seen that Emperor Yongjia had an outstanding appearance and a healthy body. But around forty.

Concubine Qi reached out to pull Emperor Yongjia, her cheeks approached slowly, her eyes filled with spring water, "Your Majesty, the imperial physician said today that it's been three months and it's all right."

As she spoke, her cheeks blushed a little, and she smiled shyly, "Your Majesty has not stayed overnight for three months. Why don't you stay tonight and let my concubine serve you?"

Emperor Yongjia responded faintly, and he glanced at Gao Sheng invisibly.

Concubine Qi was overjoyed, Emperor Yongjia hadn't stayed in the harem for a month, counting the days, it was actually not her turn to come to the Yang Palace tonight.

Now that Emperor Yongjia made an exception, this was a great favor to him.

Tomorrow when this news spreads throughout the palace, those individuals will know who is the real master in this palace.

The corners of Concubine Qi's mouth curled up, and a look of satisfaction overflowed her face.

He reminded in a loud and low voice, "Your Majesty, there are still a lot of papers from Jibei that I haven't read yet."

Concubine Qi's complexion changed slightly, she had finally let Emperor Yongjia stay overnight, and this dead eunuch actually talked about government affairs at this time, it really is a dead eunuch, really ignorant!
Just when she was about to reprimand a few words, there was a burst of noisy voices outside.

Yongjia frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

Gao Sheng hurriedly went outside to inquire, and after a while, he returned to the bedroom, his face a little nervous, "Your Majesty, the person next to the princess said that Princess Yongle fainted in the palace today, and she has been seen by the imperial doctor. I am here to speak to His Majesty."

When Concubine Qi heard the words "Princess Yongle", she raised her heart, fearing that something might be troublesome, she heard that she would faint, and cursed in her heart, she deserves it!

"Your Majesty, the imperial doctor said that there is no serious problem. I think it is all right. It should be that I have suffered from heatstroke. It is not a problem."

It's just fainting, such a trivial matter is worth reporting, this Princess Yongle is really delicate and troublesome.

Concubine Qi smiled and comforted Emperor Yongjia, wanting to leave a gentle and considerate impression on Emperor Yongjia.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yongjia's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly, with a low voice, calm and pretentious, "It's not a serious problem even if you faint? Call Wang Taiyi to take a good look."

While speaking, he strode out of the sleeping hall, bowed to Concubine Qi in a loud and unhurried manner, and followed Emperor Yongjia out of Shangyang Hall.

Emperor Yongjia left suddenly, without giving Concubine Qi a chance to speak, the gentle smile on Concubine Qi's face froze at the corner of her mouth.

It's Shen Qianzhao again!
Destroy her good deeds over and over again!
The court lady Xiaoye walked in slowly and knelt to serve her. Concubine Qi waved her hand angrily, and all the dishes fell to the ground. The sweet soup and broken porcelain splashed all over Xiaoye's body. Her neck, face, and hands were all shattered. The tile was scratched, and bright red blood oozes from the wound.

"Trash! Why don't you drive people away!"

Xiaoye's eyes darkened slightly, and she lowered her face, "The people who came are from Yongle Hall, so I can't drive them away."

Even if they were driven away, the people over there turned around and complained to Emperor Yongjia, who will eat this fruit?

Concubine Qi's face was livid, she was already in a hurry, but now someone was talking back, she slapped Xiaoye's face heavily, rubbing against the scratched wound.

There was a "pop", even the palace guards outside heard it, they looked at each other and sighed for a while.

Five slightly red and swollen finger prints immediately appeared on Xiaoye's face, which was also bloodshot, which was horrible, showing how hard Concubine Qi had done.

She bowed her head silently and knelt motionless.

Concubine Qi calmed down after beating someone, looked at the blood on her hands, pulled the handkerchief to wipe her hands in disgust, and smashed the handkerchief on Xiaoye's head, "It's really bad luck!"

She got up and walked into the inner hall with haughty steps, leaving a mess in the room.

It wasn't until the footsteps could no longer be heard that Xiaoye got up, pulled her sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth and face, and cleaned up the mess under the table as if nothing had happened.

While tidying up, she glanced in the direction of the inner hall, and it was just a pawn placed in the palace by the young master. With her identity, she really thought she was some kind of master.

Wait until the son's event is completed.
A trace of killing intent flashed across Xiaoye's eyes.

When Emperor Yongjia came to Yongle Hall, the palace people outside were stopped just as they were about to report.

He walked into the hall alone, and saw Shen Qianzhao lying on the bed at the other end, not resting, but still reading a book.

"You're all sick, why don't you take a good rest?" Emperor Yongjia asked, his voice was majestic, but also kind like a father.

Hearing the sound, Shen Qianzhao hurriedly stuffed the book in his hand into the quilt, and was about to get out of bed and kneel down to salute, but was stopped by Emperor Yongjia.

"Father."

Emperor Yongjia frowned slightly, twisted the corner of the quilt and pulled it up to cover Shen Qianzhao, "What are you hiding? Take it out and show it to Father."

You were not still reading just now, why did you hide yourself when you saw yourself?

Shen Qianzhao chuckled, "Father, don't you want me to read those scripts, my son is really boring."

She grabbed Emperor Yongjia's arm, shook it, and acted like a baby for a while.

Just now, what she was reading was not a book, but a book taken out of the wooden house, a book about weapon making, this book should not be read by anyone, even her father who has always loved her very much. Emperor.

Shen Qianzhao simply couldn't find a reason to explain where this book came from.

At this moment, she pulled out the script, and Emperor Yongjia believed it. After all, it wasn't once or twice that Shen Qianzhao often hid to read those folk scripts.

"Look, you can, but don't look too much."

Those stories are the most nonsense. Shen Qianzhao is still young, if he is misled by these nonsense stories, it will not be a good thing.

Shen Qianzhao smiled, and her childish voice was delicate, "My son knows, so I must not read too much."

Looking at his daughter, who was usually active and lively, recently either had a fever or fainted, Emperor Yongjia felt distressed and helpless.

"In a few days, your imperial brother will be back. If he sees your unbelievable appearance, he will definitely make fun of you." Emperor Yongjia joked.

When the children were younger, they would often get angry with each other and would always come to fight with each other. Now, ten years have passed.

(End of this chapter)