Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 444 What qualifications do you have?
Yaomei looked at the sky, and it was indeed the prelude of a storm, but there was nothing that could stop her from going to see it.

She said: "Nanchun, help me get an umbrella!"

Nuan Chun didn't say anything, but walked respectfully.

When Yaomei watched Nuan Chun's back disappear into the palace gate, her footsteps moved.

Today, no matter what, she has to figure it out.

The road to the cold palace is a bit long, and her steps are a little sour.

When they reached the desolate door, the palace door was tightly closed.

It seems like nothing happened yesterday.

But those memories are still so engraved in my heart.

Pushing open the door, accompanied by a creaking sound, a gust of cold air rushed over.

The dark clouds hovering above the head instantly startled a burst of thunder.

Yaomei's back immediately stiffened.

Her legs were a little weak, but there was a firm voice in her heart, still telling her that she must go.

She felt that Concubine Wan must be able to tell her something?
The barren vegetables swept her trousers, and her heart was lifted into her throat.

It seems that in the next second, it will pop up at any time.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, she finally reached the outside of the hall. Through the broken door, she saw a horrifying scene.

A woman, to be exact, a woman with gray hair, was holding a knife in her hand, and she was attacking the person in the coffin that was parked on the side.

Yaomei couldn't see clearly, but she could see the blood dripping from the gleaming white knife and the ferocity in the old woman's eyes.

I don't know where the wild cat came from, meowing in the house.

It made this weird scene even more creepy.

"Didn't you say that? I'm not as good as you in my life. I want you to see my methods!"

Yaomei was frightened by this scene and stopped at the door.

Just as she was about to continue listening, she heard Nuan Chun's shouts coming from the door.

"Your Majesty said you are here, let's go in and have a look!"

But at this moment, Yaomei felt a pair of hands like cat's paws grab her, and then she stepped back into the main hall of Lenggong.

The blade that was still dripping with blood rested on her neck.

The old woman's eyes were full of warning.

I heard a few maids serving me outside saying: "Sister Nuanchun, did you remember wrongly? Why is your empress here? It's so dark here, let's go!"

"Yes, Sister Chunnuan, it's not that we don't want to go, but it's really scary inside. I heard that Concubine Wan just died inside yesterday!"

There was another thunder, and then Yaomei saw the various dresses flashing in front of her eyes through the crack of the door.

The old woman said with a sharp voice: "Look, how does your maid treat you? Do you feel that the palace is bitingly cold?"

Yaomei was indeed a little lost in her heart, but in an instant, she figured it out again.

She is dying now, and their coming here is just adding a life to her.

Suddenly, the smell of blood on the tip of his nose became stronger and stronger.

Yaomei's heart became more peaceful.

"You don't have to do this, just kill if you want!"

She looked at the Concubine Wan who was beyond recognition in the thin coffin.

Not afraid of the knife on his neck at all, he smiled and said, "Why? Don't you dare?"

Qian Wan'er avoided her eyes in fear, and put down the knife in her hand.

Because her eyes are too clean, so clean that people are afraid.

For so many years, she has done too many wrong things, which made her afraid.

Every night when she dreams back at midnight, she can always see those people who were killed by her coming to her.

It should be said that she has done absolutely no less or even more harmful things than Concubine Wan.

"Is there anything you want to tell me now?"

Seeing her obedient look, Yaomei knew that this woman was carrying a big secret.

She vaguely felt that as long as she attacked this woman, she would be able to find a breakthrough.

Yaomei smiled, speaking in a gentle voice.

There was actually a big scratch on her neck, and she could feel that the thin opening was continuously bleeding out.

However, she didn't feel any pain at all, just smiled and asked her gently.

"Are you the concubine of this palace?"

She was asking persuasively.

Qian Wan'er didn't know how, suddenly there was a beam of light in front of her, and then it lit up her world like this.

She said involuntarily: "I am Queen Qian, don't you know?"

Although she said it, her tone was not good.

"You hate her!"

Qian Wan'er wiped the bloody dagger on her sleeve with one hand.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and he talked about his own story.

It turned out that Qian Wan'er was told to be the queen of Emperor Houde since she was a child, so she was always thinking about this man, but who knew that when she finally married into the palace one day and became his queen, she would know that her The emperor's husband had always liked the maid who had served her since she was a child.

This maid is Concubine Wan Gui.

Even she was able to marry into this palace, thanks to Wanwei.

If she hadn't suggested to the emperor that he should be completely in charge at such an old age.

How could she reach the palace so quickly?
But in fact, her becoming a queen is just an introduction, the purpose is to make it easier for the emperor to accept her as a noble concubine.

At that time, the empress dowager was still alive, and she had only one purpose, that is, absolutely not to make Wanwei a queen. Therefore, even though Emperor Houde loved her very much for so many years, she still could not take away her queen status.

When she said this, she seemed to go crazy again, staring at Concubine Wan and smiling wildly, "How is it? You have never been a queen until your death."

"But you are still dissatisfied, dissatisfied with Houde not loving you, are you?"

Qian Wan'er turned his head, his eyes were a little blurred.

The already white mouth opened and closed again.

"You're right, why? Why, this old and ugly old woman can be favored by him. Give her what she wants. If she can't give birth to a child in her life, she won't allow others to have children. "

Yaomei now finally understands why this woman in front of her is full of hatred.

If it was her, she would have raised a knife and killed her.

"Pity the child in my belly, it lost its father before it was born!" Qian Wan'er suddenly caressed her belly with a dull hand.

Yaomei's heart hurts even more.

This woman probably thinks a little bit crazy about children.

It has been three years since Emperor Houde died.

How could it be possible that the child in her belly could not be born after three years of pregnancy?

And at that time, Yu Qian was not dead yet, and he was a national doctor.

If, if Qian Wan'er can have a child, he will definitely go all out.

(End of this chapter)