The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 221
Qin Erlan gritted her teeth.

Then he got up and knelt down to Jiang Meng.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Meng pursed his lips angrily, "I told you, if you have a child, don't bother!"

"Your Majesty." Qin Erlan didn't get up, "It's a happy event for a concubine to have a child, but has the Emperor ever thought about Sister Yu's child?"

Jiang Meng's face suddenly darkened.

"What is the condition of Sister Yu's body? The emperor and his concubines know it well in their hearts. Is it possible that the emperor really has no affection for Sister Yu?" Having said this, she raised her head and looked at Jiang Meng's pair of hands with pain in her heart. Eyes, "It is said that a woman's miscarriage hurts her body. Younger sister Yu just had a miscarriage, and she was sent to the cold palace. The emperor doesn't know what the food and clothing costs are there. How can this make people worry?"

Jiang Meng stared at her blankly, and suddenly, also let out a low sigh.

He knows, he knows.

But... firstly, I didn't believe her impulsively, and secondly... Yang Nianliu's various crimes made Han Yumin unable to escape.

The gap between him and her was getting deeper and deeper after all.

"Get up." Jiang Meng's voice was extremely low, he took Qin Erlan's hand, and slowly helped her up, "Are you blaming me?"

Qin Erlan was startled.

"In your heart, is Zhen a good emperor?"

Qin Erlan dared not speak.

In fact, what is the consequence of what she said, she has already prepared for the worst - the emperor is now devastated by these affairs in the harem, especially the woman he loves the most is now in such a state, running to the cold palace again After being shut down, thinking about coming to him as the emperor, I feel really uncomfortable.

She thought that he would be convinced and leave.

Whether she will abandon herself and leave, in Qin Erlan's heart, it has long been nothing. She has long ago, probably never, expressed any hope for Jiang Meng.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether she is favored or not, as long as her younger sister Yu is good, as long as the child in her womb is good, she is already thankful and satisfied.

But now, under Jiang Meng's dark complexion, there is actually a trace of tenderness hidden, which made Qin Erlan speechless for a long time.

After a while, she nodded and said: "The emperor is good at governing the country, regaining South Vietnam, suppressing rebellion, and exterminating treacherous officials. The emperor should be admired by all people. How can he not be a good emperor?"

Jiang Meng frowned: "You know, that's not what I'm talking about."

Qin Erlan said "ah..." and bit her lip.

In fact, in her heart...

"A good emperor may not be able to be a good husband." Qin Erlan didn't know what happened to her mouth, just now she said this, she felt her heart tremble suddenly.

Jiang Meng nodded.

Yes, she was right, whether it was Wu Huier in the past, Han Yumin who was just deposed, or Qin Erlan who was sitting in front of her now, perhaps in their eyes, she was really not a good husband...

Thinking of this, he laughed at himself.

"Your majesty, my concubine knows my mistake..."

"Okay." Jiang Meng interrupted her a little tiredly, and stood up, "It's getting late, you go to bed earlier, I... go to the small kitchen and make some delicious supper for your younger sister Yu Send it over."

After all, without looking back, he went straight away.

Qin Erlan let out a long sigh of relief, and a genuinely gratified smile appeared on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time.

She immediately knelt on the ground and said: "The concubine sends the emperor respectfully!"

That night, whether it was Haitang Pavilion or the cold palace where Han Yumin was staying, everything was quiet.

After several hours of vomiting, Han Yumin was still not full after all.

Now she seems not only an abandoned woman, but also a beggar.

She wiped the sweat off her head, and felt her stomach was still constricting. Just now she endured the pain and ate a musty steamed bun, thinking that she might be able to fill her stomach, but it didn't take long When the clock ticked, she leaned against the bed again and vomited faintly.

Now, not only her stomach, but also her whole breathing, her whole body, started to tremble and convulse non-stop.

Just like that, are you going to die in the cold palace?

Han Yumin laughed at herself—she lived in Ye Ting for so many years, and she couldn't count how much she had suffered. Such a tortured Ye Ting did not torture her to death, but now she is going to die in this cold palace inside.

From court lady to imperial concubine, and then to abandoned concubine, she seems to have walked this road for a long time, and it seems that, in the blink of an eye, she has returned to a more miserable identity than before.

This reminded her of a sentence, over there - Feng Shui turns around.

"Miss Han."

Just when Han Yumin was leaning on the bed and felt that she was dying, Aunt Chun's voice sounded in her ear, "Hurry up, the emperor ordered the small kitchen to bring the girl a supper!"

Han Yumin's eyes widened suddenly.

Now she is already dragging her sick body, starving with starvation and exhausted, how can she still have the strength to fight against the imperial power?

Now that you have something to eat, eat it!
Dignity seems to be nothing.

She has fallen to this point, and she still has a child with him, so no matter how strong her temper is, she will have to suppress it, because she knows that at this moment, she is not qualified to die!
To be alive is her greatest wish and opportunity now!

"Hurry up..." Han Yumin panted inarticulately, "I... really can't hold on anymore..."

"kindness!"

Aunt Chun walked over a few steps and placed the plate of pastries in front of Han Yumin.

Just by looking at them, the two of them are about to drool!
Regardless of any image, Han Yumin grabbed a piece of pastry, and stuffed it into his mouth like he was crazy hungry, and all the crumbs of the pastry fell on the bed: "Aunt Chun, go, call Mother Jiang to eat together! "

Aunt Chun nodded, turned and left.

Han Yumin knew that although Nanny Jiang was a bit poisonous, her heart was not bad.

She didn't know why Mother Jiang was put in the cold palace for many years, she had witnessed too many empresses die here, and she probably didn't care too much about the death of her life That's right.

"Yo, the emperor really misses you." Jiang Momo grinned, walked up to her, picked up a piece of pastry, put it in her mouth, and said, "I have eaten it in the cold palace for so many years. The leftovers of the food, I didn't realize it, and it took up all of your food."

Han Yumin smiled faintly.

If she didn't have children, even if she starved to death, she wouldn't eat these things!

"Let's eat." She said softly, and brought out the acacia soup from the food box.

Acacia Soup...

I vaguely remember that not long after she was canonized, she asked someone to make acacia soup for the emperor... Such scenes of the past seem to be still vivid in front of my eyes, but now, carrying such beautiful things like this seems to have become a rare food .

"Ouch, mouse!"

Han Yumin was startled, her fingers trembling.

There was a "cracking" sound, and the acacia soup was knocked to the ground by her trembling hands, and the soup water flowed all over the floor.The little mouse squeaked twice, and went over to lick a few mouthfuls of soup.

——Is it a mouse in the cold palace, already skinny and skinny, it's just...

Suddenly, the mouse let out another scream of "squeak--", and the whole small body shrank into a ball slowly, twitching and twitching.

(End of this chapter)