Chang Anqing

Chapter 161 The Battle of the Heirs
Although Chang'an is cold in the twelfth lunar month, the Lingqi Hall located in Yeting is exceptionally warm. This hall occupies a vast area. Although it is not as dignified and dignified as the Lizheng Hall where the empress lives, it is the most beautiful in Yeting. The gorgeous and extravagant palace is said to be the residence of Emperor Taizong's favorite Concubine Yin. Therefore, people can see this palace with golden pillars and jade steps from many palaces in Yeting from a distance. The garden, inside and out, is dazzling and resplendent in violation of etiquette.

Because of this, this palace has been shelved for a long time since Emperor Taizong, and has never lived with concubines in the harem. However, it became Yue Zhaoyi in the current dynasty, and the Turkic princess Ashina who came to Chang'an from the desert lived. There are rumors inside and outside the palace that Yue Zhaoyi is the emperor's favorite.

On this day, the Lingqi Palace was filled with warm fragrance, and amidst the cheerful exotic melody, a group of young dancers in Turkic costumes were twisting their waists flexibly.Across a beaded curtain, behind the curtain, the imperial concubine and beauty's couch was covered with thick mink velvet, and Yue Zhaoyi, who was wearing a fiery red pomegranate embroidered gold embroidered partridge palace skirt, was reclining on the couch, picking up the case in boredom. I lazily picked a spoonful of roasted pears, and the sweet and slightly hot juice slid from my mouth all the way down my throat, leaving a fragrance on my lips and teeth, and Ashina and Ayi's eyebrows and eyes were relieved a bit.

At this moment, a woman dressed as a maid came in slowly. It was Hong Gu, the maid of ceremonies bestowed by the emperor on Ashina Ayi. She frowned slightly as she passed by the dancers, and she was calm when she entered the curtain. usual.

"Zhaoyi."

Seeing that it was Hong Gu, Yue Zhaoyi was a lot more indifferent than before, she only let out a lazy "um", and continued to enjoy singing and dancing as if she had never heard of it.

"Zhaoyi, Prince Wenhui died young, and now His Majesty and His Royal Highness are grieving, I'm afraid it's not suitable for such singing and dancing in Lingqi Palace—"

Hearing the consolation from Hong Gu's lowered voice, Yue Zhaoyi raised her eyebrows impatiently and said: "The empress did not advise His Majesty before, the crown prince is too young to stand the world's filial piety, and now that the year is approaching, even that The Liyuan is ordering to rehearse the songs and dances for the New Year's Eve banquet, why not me, besides, I just want to rehearse the songs and dances myself, to make His Majesty happy at the banquet, to alleviate the pain of losing a child for His Majesty, and to wish His Majesty good health That's all."

Seeing that the person in front of her was unwilling to listen to persuasion, Hong Gu finally lowered her eyes and said no more, she just retreated behind Yue Zhaoyi to watch the caring Gu Zi and kept silent.

Yue Zhaoyi glanced sideways at Honggu who was standing sideways from the corner of her eye, and her cold eyes were no longer as dependent as before.

One must know that she was the princess of all the stars in Turkic. Since she was a child, who can criticize her decision and stop her from doing?
But ever since entering Yeting and doing this Zhaoyi, she has been restrained by those rules and regulations. Every day, Hong Gu behind her either picks on her faults or persuades her to do everything she wants to do, even what she did a moment ago. The little mistake he made was passed into the ears of Princess Pengcheng the next moment, and the princess gave him another lesson.

If it wasn't for Hong Gu behind her, who else could it be?

Thinking of Zhaoyi this month, I feel a little annoyed. Outside Lingqi Palace, there is a Concubine Shu, Shangguan, who spends all day bragging about her position as a concubine, while younger sisters compete with her for favor. The meticulous work, but she can't do anything about it, how can she not be angry.

Under the depression, a slight sound of footsteps gradually sounded, and Yue Zhaoyi followed the sound, and saw her personal maid Helena brought from Turkic was walking in.

"Zhaoyi, your favorite goat cheese and almond soup."

Hearing Helena's words, Yue Zhaoyi's expression became a little bit better. She stretched out her hand and was supported by Honggu to stand up. Seeing Helena handing over the inlaid gold cup to her face, Yue Zhaoyi took it, who knew Fang I took a sip with a silver spoon and put it in my mouth, but my stomach suddenly turned upside down.

Hearing "Kang Dang——" before Hong Gu and Helena could react, Jinzhan fell to the ground and spilled the cheese, and Yue Zhaoyi was already lying on the couch retching.

Seeing this, Hong Gu hurriedly served hot tea to serve Yue Zhaoyi and suppressed it, while Helena who was on the side was also shocked and quickly cheered for Yue Zhaoyi.

At this moment, the pupils of He Lianrong, the maid standing by the side, suddenly lit up, and she said with joy on her face: "Zhaoyi, your monthly letter has not arrived for half a month, and you don't like these foods these days, could it be that you are pregnant?" His Majesty's heir—”

When Yue Zhaoyi, who was originally angry, heard this, her eyes lit up with joy, and she immediately looked at her flat belly.

Hong Gu's eyes moved slightly when she heard the words, but her face remained unchanged and she nodded and said: "Zhaoyi, this is a serious matter, why don't you ask the medical officer to look at it for you."

Seeing that Aunt Hong is used to throwing cold water on her, Yue Zhaoyi turned her head unhappily and said, "Forget it, Aunt Hong, go and invite the imperial physician for me."

Hearing Yue Zhaoyi ordered her to go out, Hong Gu didn't say much, and naturally nodded and retreated.

Seeing that the stern and serious figure finally left, Yue Zhaoyi stroked her lower abdomen just now, as if she could touch the life inside, one after another, then turned to look at Helian Rong beside her, saying intriguingly : "I heard that the Zheng family who was deposed before entered the palace later than the Shangguan family, but because they were the first to give birth to an heir for His Majesty, they jumped up and became Concubine Shu, overwhelming the Shangguan family—"

He Lianrong, the maid next to her, immediately waved down the dancer who was dancing outside the curtain, smiled and leaned over to congratulate: "Then what is the identity of Mrs. Zheng? Chief Zhaoyi, His Majesty is very saddened by the premature death of the crown prince, if you give birth to His Majesty's only child at this time, His Majesty will definitely make you a noble concubine."

Hearing He Lianrong's words, Yue Zhaoyi's lips curled into a smile, and she felt that she was more satisfied than Honggu's upright words.

In this room, when the imperial doctor arrived in a hurry under the guidance of Hong Gu, Yue Zhaoyi didn't wait for him to salute, but already urged him to ask him through the curtain.

After a while, seeing the imperial physician's long response, Yue Zhaoyi couldn't help but asked, "How?"

Hearing the words, the imperial doctor quickly lowered his head, then leaned over and said cautiously: "Return to Zhaoyi, I asked you for pulse, you are not pregnant yet—"

Noticing Yue Zhaoyi's expression was stunned, and when he was about to die, the imperial physician who had always known his temper quickly said, "But Zhaoyi is in good health, so he just needs to take care of it slowly, then—"

"Then why did I fail to deliver the letter every month, and would vomit like this, and even lose my appetite for the food I always like?"

Yue Zhaoyi couldn't bear to listen to the old doctor's cliché, and urged her to raise doubts. Seeing this, the imperial doctor cupped her hands more cautiously and said, "Back to Zhaoyi, judging from the pulse, your lack of letter to the moon is at most due to internal restlessness and emotional instability. , as for not wanting to eat or drink, it’s also—"

Speaking of this, the imperial physician bowed his head and said, "It's also because you are eager to have an heir."

It was like pouring a ladle of cold water, which chilled Yue Zhaoyi's heart, and when she looked up, she was even more emotionally unstable and said: "Get down!"

The imperial doctor hurriedly saluted and retreated after hearing the words, but Yue Zhaoyi turned to look at Hong Gu beside her and said, "You also go down!"

Facing Zhaoyi's unfavorable expression last month, Honggu hesitated to speak, but finally nodded respectfully and retreated obediently.

At this moment, Yue Zhaoyi looked coldly at He Lianrong, who trembled in shock, and leaned down in fear: "Zhaoyi, this servant made a mistake, and this servant will never dare again!" .”

As soon as the voice fell, a slap fell on He Lianrong's face hard.

However, He Lianrong didn't dare to go to find out. Instead, he walked forward more humbly, knelt in front of He Lianrong's couch and said, "Zhaoyi, servant girl, servant girl heard that the reason why Concubine Zheng Shu was pregnant was because she asked for help from the people. The imperial physician just said that you are in good health, you just need to take care of yourself to conceive, slave, slave, slave is willing to find this prescription for Zhaoyi—”

Hearing the words here, Yue Zhaoyi's originally angry eyes changed slightly, she frowned slightly, put her right elbow on her leg, leaned heavily and said: "What you said is true ?”

Hearing the vigilance in Yue Zhaoyi's words, He Lianrong hurriedly said: "Your maidservant dare not lie to Zhaoyi! This maidservant really got it from the maids in the palace."

Hearing this, Yue Zhaoyi sat back slowly, looked down at the trembling and humble figure in front of her, and said in a cold voice just now: "You don't dare to lie to me."

"I will entrust this matter to you. If it succeeds, I will credit you. If it fails, you should know the consequences."

Hearing the killing intent in Yue Zhaoyi's words, He Lianrong was so startled that his back felt chills, he stiffened and kowtowed repeatedly: "Your servant will do my best."

(End of this chapter)