The barbarian concubine: mistakenly provoking the evil king

A mammy like person came and announced the Yizhi: the queen of the state of Chu, as the main palace, was lax in self-study, resulting in disputes. Lower its product level and reduce its monthly supply. Keep the posterior position to observe the aftereffect. I hope the queen can cultivate herself and never lose her virtue. Liu, the imperial concubine, should have been punished for her misconduct. She has been punished for missing her son. Comb the harem and make no mistake.

Although the Empress Dowager was strict with them, she did not punish them much. Liu Guifei took charge of the harem with integrity. Maybe it's a compensation for her loss of her son! Sad. A thrilling farce in the palace ended with such a trick of fooling and covering up the peacemaker.

Since she came back from the Empress Dowager's palace, Fang Yusheng has been lying in bed, anorexic and sleepless, and crying from time to time. Gradually, the body is getting weaker and weaker. Mother Hui and sandalwood were very anxious. They didn't know what to do.

"Mammy, what should I do? If it goes on like this, my mother's body must collapse..." sandalwood was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"Miss sandalwood, I'm also worried... What can I do? I'll bother Miss sandalwood to persuade me. I'll ask the Empress Dowager and the old Buddha for a way. She is a living Buddha and Bodhisattva. She has a lot of knowledge and must have a way. Don't panic, girl..." after that, mother Hui ran to the Ziguang Pavilion like a light of enlightenment.

"Hey, that girl is also suffering from a heart disease. I remember that she once said that the first time they met was in the imperial garden?" the queen Buddha seemed to think of something and asked in a trance.

"Yes, old Buddha..."

"My Buddha once said: fate comes from fate, and freedom comes and goes. Let the girl go wherever her fate comes from..." the old Buddha nodded and stopped talking.

"Old Buddha... What do you mean?..." mother Hui was confused for a while, but seeing the old Buddha close his eyes, she seemed to be going to sleep. She couldn't, so she had to kowtow and retreat. In hesitation, a steward mammy who made friends with her came out and quietly told her, "the old Buddha didn't believe in the love of ghosts and gods. But now the situation you're talking about is that the little prince is attached to Fang Zhaoyi and won't leave."

"Ah, what should I do..." mammy Hui stared wide and stunned.

"You silly bastard, don't you know that Buddhism still has Scriptures for prayer and blessing? Can't you let the old Buddha read them for you? Go back and ask Fang Zhaoyi to burn the first seven for the thirteen princes. Burn a roll of anti magic Scripture and recite more Vajra sutras at the place where they met for the first time. If they pray secretly, they will be fine..." The mother explained mysteriously to mother Hui.

"I see. Thank you, old sister! Give me a lot of money and take it to tea..."

As soon as mother Hui returned to yilinxuan, she called out sandalwood. The two mysterious aunts talked for a long time and began to prepare separately. All right, just wait for the first seven days.

Early that morning, sandalwood picked up Fang Yusheng, leaned against the head of the bed, fed and drank some porridge. Looking at the spirit better, sandalwood said, "madam, you have to take care of your body. Even for the thirteen princes, you shouldn't be so sad. If the princes know you are so sad, they won't allow you."

"Hey, sandalwood, I'm just sad..." Fang Yusheng said faintly. The death of xiaomengbao was like a piece of meat in her heart. Although the child wasn't her own, it wasn't a long time. In her nightly dreams, she always seemed to hear someone calling "aunt Fang..." "aunt pink, ha ha..."

"If the empress wants to, today is the first seven of the thirteen princes. Mother Hui and I will accompany the empress to the imperial garden and melt some paper for him. It can be regarded as a friendship." sandalwood looked at Fang Yusheng and said softly.

"Sandalwood said... Let's go now." Fang Yusheng seemed more impatient.

The Royal Garden, not far from the peach forest, is the place where Fang Yusheng and Chu Mengbao first met. Passing through the peach forest is the plum garden where they write poetry together. The bleak winter did not have a trace of warmth. Fang Yusheng was very thick, and the collar of fox hair surrounded her red face.

A volume of scriptures burned out. Sandalwood and mother Hui knelt there and whispered the Vajra Sutra. After reciting, they both prayed: "Little Prince Mengbao, go quickly. Aunt Fang loves you, and you can't hurt aunt Fang..."

It seemed that they heard several sounds of ha ha. A group of unknown birds suddenly flew out of the peach forest. The sound of their wings was startled.

After several pieces of paper money, Fang Yusheng folded his hands and bowed his head to bless silently. May the world be troubled and no longer hurt you. May the sun and moon in other places always make you happy. After blessing, he took out a delicate slingshot from his arms and gently buried it in the land

In the next few days, Fang Yusheng's spirit was much better. The body is also recovering day by day, but I don't know why, but I still don't know how to eat. My heart is tired and sometimes I vomit from time to time. At this time, Fang Yusheng is haggard. Sandalwood and mother Hui are all anxious.

"Mammy, these... These days have passed, just two days, and we haven't seen much improvement. How can we be worse than before. We all vomit badly. What can we do?" sandalwood anxiously took mammy Hui's hand and said.

"I... I'll beg the Empress Dowager and the old Buddha..." mother Hui was also worried. She was confused. Sandalwood doesn't know about this situation. She should know as an old mother. Just care is chaotic. Fang Yusheng, who has just been sick and anorexic for a few days, frightened her.

"Empress dowager, old Buddha, my living Bodhisattva, you must save my mother... My mother is so kind..." mother Hui knelt there with a runny nose and tears.

The Empress Dowager sat on it, looked suspiciously at mammy Hui, who was kneeling at the bottom, carefully recalled what she had just said, and couldn't help laughing: "You're so old that you don't know anything like that little girl. Your mother vomits and anorexia. You won't go and get her a royal doctor to take Xi pulse and some medicine to calm the nerves and nourish the body and come to me to howl. I'm not a calm mother. Why do you ask me?"

"Ah? Happy pulse? What the Buddha meant... Oh, you see, I'm such a jerk. How can I forget this..." after saying that, I got up and ran to the imperial hospital. Just a few steps later, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't thanked you yet. I hurried back, knelt down and kowtowed a few heads. I said, "I thank the empress dowager, the Buddha..." and ran towards the imperial hospital.