The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 749 Concubine Chen's Miscarriage (2)
"What did you say?" Qingchen raised his body suddenly, because he was so violent that he fell on the pillow again for a while, feeling dizzy, but unwillingly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yun Lan's wrist and asked: " What you said is true? Could it be that the queen mother wants to kill the child in my womb?"

Yun Lan wasn't sure, but still nodded and said, "Since it's in the Queen Mother's palace, even if it wasn't done by the Queen Mother, it must have been her acquiescence. If Qin Wanrong is not the mastermind, then she must be an accomplice. Otherwise, why did the Queen Mother let us do it? After leaving, she left her servants behind? Isn’t the purpose so that the empress will have no one to help her when she falls? Oil was spilled on the steps, and even a normal person would be broken if she fell, not to mention you, your empress. Still pregnant?"

If the question is really important, that's all. What the Empress Dowager asked was nothing more than some insignificant matters of the late emperor's time. After many years, Yun Lan didn't remember most of them. It can be seen that the Empress Dowager just casually mentioned old things on weekdays. Wan Rong just took advantage of it.

Now that I think about it carefully, Qin Wanrong's appearance at that time was indeed suspicious, but at that time, she only wanted to prevent her from getting into trouble, but she never thought that there was a trap waiting for her, so they wanted to die by themselves so much?What's wrong with her child? Why do so many people want to kill him?

Qingchen's hand holding Yunlan was shaking violently. Even though he was weak, the veins on the back of that pale hand were bulging, as if they were going to break through the thin and transparent skin and burst out.

Because of hatred, he didn't even realize that his lips were bitten, and there was bloodthirsty hatred in his eyes, wishing he could tear his enemy to pieces right now.Yu Ruyi beside the pillow fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces by her. No matter who it was, she would never let it go this time.

"Yun Lan, they are really too cruel!" Qingchen pulled out a hairpin on his head, and broke it into two knots fiercely. The hatred in his heart surged up like a tide, stuck in his throat, and even his voice changed. With a sharp tone, "If you don't take revenge, it's like this hairpin!"

When the father-in-law sent by the empress dowager to deliver letters to the emperor arrived at the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, it was already the end of the Xu Dynasty. The emperor was deducing the art of war with several generals in the army, laughing with everyone from time to time.

Fu Quan guarded the outside to prevent anyone from entering, the emperor ordered no one to disturb, Fu Quan leaned against the door frame and yawned boredly looking at the lights in the corridor.

The little father-in-law ran over in a hurry, knelt down at his feet, jumped him, and was about to reprimand him. Seeing that he was a slave in the Queen Mother's palace, Fuquan was stunned at that time, and he thought it was the Queen Mother who had something to do. What's wrong, it was only in the middle of the night that someone was sent out to look for the emperor, and hurriedly asked: "Get up and talk, what's wrong with the Queen Mother?"

The little father-in-law's breathing was still unstable, and he gasped and pleaded with a bit of crying: "Grandfather Fu, please help the servant, it's not that something happened to the queen mother, but the concubine Chen slipped and fell in the Shou'an Palace, the queen mother caught the slave Come to report to the emperor, you said that the slave entered, and the emperor had to chop off the slave's head in a fit of anger? Father-in-law, please do me a favor, and reply on behalf of the slave, and speak tactfully, don't make the emperor anxious , good father-in-law, I beg you."

The fat on Fuquan's face trembled a few times, and he was a little apprehensive. He didn't know what happened to Concubine Chen when the emperor left Beijing. It slipped in the harem, and if such a weak body falls, can the child survive?If she could keep it, the queen mother would not have to tell the emperor in such a hurry.

Fuquan hesitated for a moment, and asked, "How is Concubine Chen?"

The little eunuch hurriedly replied: "Concubine Chen is fine, but the child was not kept."

Fuquan gasped, and hesitated at the door for a long time before ordering: "You wait here, I'll go in and report as appropriate."

The little father-in-law was very grateful and said: "Yes, thank you, Eunuch Fu."

Fu Quan entered the hall, saw that the emperor was still talking with some generals, pointing at the sand table with great interest, he didn't dare to interrupt the emperor, but he couldn't stop talking, so he coughed softly a few times.

The emperor looked up and saw him standing there hesitating to speak, so he asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Fu Quan glanced at those generals, then bowed slightly and replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, someone from the Empress Dowager's Palace has passed a message that Concubine Chen accidentally fell down, and someone has come to tell the Emperor."

The smile on Xiao Jun's face hadn't faded away, and it froze there in an instant. The horsewhip in her hand was pointing at a certain place on the sand table. It slipped from his hand with a sound.

What Fu Quan could think of, Xiao Jun naturally thought of it too, the emperor's face gradually turned pale, several generals saw this, and hurriedly retreated with insight.

Xiao Jun firmly grasped the edge of the sand table with both hands, the excitement just now vanished in an instant, her heart was as cold as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water, and she was even faintly afraid, but she didn't know what she was afraid of.

The emperor swayed, and Fu Quan hurriedly wanted to go forward to help him, when the emperor asked tremblingly with a pale face, "Concubine Chen...how is Concubine Chen?"

Fu Quan hurriedly said: "If you go back to the emperor, the concubine Chen will be fine, and the root cause will not be hurt. The concubine Chen will be blessed, and she will definitely be able to give birth to dragon heirs for the emperor in the future."

Even though the words were euphemistic, the meaning was already very clear. Xiao Jun tightly pressed her thin blue lips, grabbed the whip on the sand table and walked out, and said: "Prepare the horse, I want to go back to Beijing!"

Fu Quan hurriedly picked up the cloak on the back of the chair and chased after him, "Your Majesty, wait a minute, it's too late now, wait until dawn... ouch..."

There was only a sound of whip, accompanied by Fuquan's astonished wail, followed by a cry of begging for mercy, "Your Majesty, wait a moment, the servant is going to summon the guards to prepare..."

At dawn, Qingchen was still in a drowsy sleep, feeling as if someone was stroking her forehead, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw Xiao Jun sitting on the bed in a dusty way, with the cloak still on her body. Seeing Yelu's chill, he seemed to want to touch her, but he was afraid of something.

"Your Majesty, you are back..." Qing Chenfu could not hold back the tears as soon as he opened his mouth, "My Majesty, I am sorry for you, I did not keep our child..."

Xiao Jun, who was sobbing like blood, was heartbroken, "Chen'er, it doesn't matter, I will have another child with you in the future, as long as you are safe, I just hope you are safe." There was a slight trembling in the air, and his hands were icy cold due to the rush of the wind. He didn't dare to touch her, fearing that the cold air would chill her heart.

(End of this chapter)