The next evening, bright lights illuminated the road to Shujing Palace.
The cold palace has never been so lively.
Lying on the bed, the unconscious Lan Fei had no color on her face, and even her chest was not moving much, which made her look extremely scary.
Under the emperor's gaze, Wen Qingci slowly withdrew his hand and repeated yesterday's diagnosis.
"… So Lan Zhaorong fainted twice because she was pregnant?"
The emperor put down the teacup and asked with a frown.
"Yes, your majesty." Wen Qingci bowed.
When the emperor heard that Su Qiongmu was pregnant, there was no surprise on his face. He just nodded slightly: "I know." His reaction was a little too calm.
Wen Qingci doesn't have time to figure out the emperor's intentions now.
He took out silver needles from the medicine box and gently inserted them into several major acupoints on Lan Fei's arm.
After a few injections, the person on the couch finally showed some reaction.
Concubine Lan opened her eyes with difficulty, paused for a moment, and looked outside the couch in confusion.
Seeing the emperor who had appeared in Shujing Palace at some point, her eyes suddenly turned red: "Your Majesty... ahem... why are you here?"
Concubine Lan subconsciously grasped the corner of the emperor's clothes and said with a trembling voice: "Arqiong...Arqiong thought he would never see you again..."
The emperor slowly sat down in front of the couch and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Concubine Lan's eyes.
The atmosphere in Shujing Palace changed accordingly.
Seeing the two of them begin to express their true feelings to each other, Wen Qingci immediately bowed and slowly walked out of the back hall.
After walking out of the door and standing in the corridor, he leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief... Success!
What Concubine Lan asked Wen Qingci for yesterday was a poison that would put a person into a deep coma after taking it.
Concubine Lan was sent to the cold palace after having a conflict with the emperor, and the two have been in a cold war during this period.
If she told the emperor directly that she was pregnant, the other party would definitely not show much reaction during the cold war.
In order to maximize her benefits, she must first admit her mistake and find a way out.
Sick people are fragile and emotional. After having been to the gates of hell, who would care about those trivial matters
In Lan Fei's opinion, the best strategy is to use the self-torture tactic.
Coma can be acted, but real physiological reactions cannot be deceived.
So even if she was pregnant, she had to take the risk.
Wen Qingci remembered that in the original novel, no imperial physician paid any attention to Concubine Lan until she accidentally fell and nearly had a miscarriage a few months later...
Now that I think about it, this might just be her way of inflicting pain on herself!
Wen Qingci clenched the handle of the medicine box, and he realized very clearly that... the reason why Concubine Lan became the ultimate winner of this palace fighting novel was definitely not just because of the so-called "Mary Sue halo".
"Fu Ming Tang" probably has a lot of hidden plots.
A eunuch in purple robes appeared in Shujing Palace trotting with a whisk in his hand.
He stood by the palace gate and urged back: "Your Highness, please hurry up and catch up. Come here—"
"Eunuch Zhao, please wait a moment. Lan Zhaorong has just woken up and is now talking to His Majesty inside." Seeing this, Wen Qingci walked over quickly.
"Oh, I said that the queen was blessed by heaven," Eunuch Zhao finally stood up, panting, and clasped his hands together to bow to Wen Qingci, "Mr. Wen is worthy of being a miracle doctor in this world!"
Wen Qingci smiled and shook his head: "I don't deserve it."
This "Eunuch Zhao" was the eunuch in charge of the emperor's daily life, second only to Eunuch Xian.
Unlike the virtuous eunuch, the novel describes him as a man who is obsessed with money.
The news of Concubine Lan's "serious illness" was passed on to the emperor by bribing him with a large sum of money.
As they were talking, Xie Bufeng finally appeared outside Shujing Palace.
Eunuch Zhao pretended to wipe his tears, turned around and brought Xie Bufeng in: "Your Highness, please wait here first, and then go in to see the queen later."
Seeing the palace gate closed again, the young man said "hmm" with a lack of interest.
He ignored Eunuch Zhao and walked straight to the pavilion in the corner of the palace.
Xie Bufeng was wearing thin clothes, and the backs of his hands were blue from the cold wind of early spring. He seemed to have been brought out of the hall temporarily, and he didn't even have time to put on thick clothes.
But the lamb was still held tightly in the boy's arms.
It seemed to recognize Wen Qingci, and turned around and bleated softly at him as it left.
When acting, you have to act it out fully.
As Concubine Lan’s only son, Xie Bufeng was also brought to see her “for the last time”.
When the emperor arrived, Shujing Palace was crowded with people, but no one paid attention to him.
Seeing this, Wen Qingci turned sideways and called a young eunuch over. After whispering a few words to him, the eunuch trotted out of Shujing Palace.
Since its construction, Shujing Palace has probably never been so lively.
But in the blink of an eye, another pink figure appeared outside the palace. The person's face was filled with joy that could not be hidden: "Eunuch Zhao is here too."
After saying that, he squeezed in with a group of people.
In addition to eunuchs and palace maids, there were also many concubines.
"Oh, Concubine Hui, what wind brings you here?" Eunuch Zhao hurried forward and held Concubine Hui's hand.
The palace lanterns illuminated her face and her eyes that were filled with smiles.
Concubine Hui was dressed in gorgeous colors, with red hairpins and jade rings adorning her head, her beauty was mixed with a bit of vulgarity.
"I heard that Lan Zhaorong was ill, so I came to see her."
His Majesty has not appointed a queen, and two of the four concubines are left vacant.
The news of Concubine Lan's serious illness spread like wildfire, and by the time it reached Concubine Hui's ears, it had turned into a rumor that "she was about to die."
"It's late at night and the dew is cold. Your Majesty is still in the palace. Please go to the side hall to rest first."
"No need," Concubine Hui waved her hand with a smile, "I'll wait here." After saying that, she walked towards the beauty at the edge of the courtyard.
Shujing Palace is very small, with only one entrance. As everyone was talking, a creaking sound suddenly came into their ears.
The figure of Eunuch Xian appeared before him: "Mr. Wen, His Majesty invites you."
The expressions on everyone's faces suddenly became excited.
They thought that the emperor summoning Wen Qingci meant that Concubine Lan was on her deathbed.
Concubine Hui and her personal maid looked at each other and simply stood there.
The door of the front hall of Shujing Palace closed again, separating the inside and outside into two different worlds.
The emperor gently put down the teacup and asked slowly, "Is Lan Zhaorong's baby a prince or a princess?"
Experienced doctors can indeed diagnose the gender of a baby based on the pulse, but Lan Fei is still young and cannot tell that now.
Fortunately, the answer to this question has already been found in the original book.
"Your Majesty, it's the princess." Wen Qingci's tone was very firm.
As an imperial physician, he knew what his words meant.
Not sure if he had seen it wrong, but after hearing his own answer, the emperor seemed relieved. "Okay, from now on, Lan Zhaorong's affairs will be handed over to you."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Half a cup of tea later, with a slight "creak" sound, the door of the front hall was once again opened from the inside.
Everyone in the yard cast their eyes over there.
The lights instantly illuminated the small courtyard of Shujing Palace, and Eunuch Xian suddenly knelt in front of the palace.
However, what he read was not the eulogy for Concubine Lan's death—
The emperor was extremely happy that Zhaorong was pregnant. From today on, he restored the title of Concubine Lan, rewarded her with a pair of gold hairpins and three pieces of spring silk, and specially ordered the imperial physician Wen Qingci to check her regularly and protect her pregnancy.
Then, Ming Liu appeared in the front hall, supporting the familiar figure, and knelt down to receive the decree and express his gratitude.
The next moment, he was helped up by the emperor himself.
Concubine Lan was dressed in a water-green palace dress, and was extremely beautiful.
Although there are not many gorgeous decorations, it perfectly highlights her elegance.
Under the cover of night, the concubines in the front yard secretly exchanged glances.
Only Concubine Hui remained silent. She bit her lips tightly and wished she could crush the handkerchief in her hand.
That bitch Su Qiongmu, isn’t she dying of illness
Less than a second later, Concubine Hui realized... Su Qiongmu was pretending to be sick, this was a self-torture tactic!
The moisture flowed along the blue bricks to her knees, and Concubine Hui wished she could bite her teeth to pieces.
After the virtuous eunuch had pronounced his grace, she threw the handkerchief away.
A concubine in pink stepped forward and helped Concubine Hui up, and whispered in her ear, "My Lady Concubine Hui, please don't be angry."
"Not angry?" Concubine Hui sneered, "Not only did Su Qiongmu become Concubine Lan again, she even got pregnant with a dragon seed. You want me not to be angry?"
"No, no, Madam Hui, don't forget... Although she has become Concubine Lan again, the power to manage the harem is still in your hands!" The concubine smiled and continued, "Besides, hasn't Concubine Lan been in poor health recently? Then there is even less reason for you to be busy with the affairs of the harem."
After hearing this, Concubine Hui finally calmed down.
She coldly said "go", and left with a group of people.
It was already late at night when the bustle in Shujing Palace faded away.
Just as Xie Bufeng was about to leave, he was stopped by a young eunuch.
"Your Highness, wait a minute—"
Xie Bufeng recognized the young eunuch in front of him as being from the Imperial Medical Bureau: "What's wrong?"
The young eunuch stopped panting, and suddenly raised his hand to pick up a cloak.
"Mr. Wen asked me to bring this to you," he added at last, "He has never worn this cloak before."
After Su Qiongmu was restored to the position of concubine, the young eunuch's attitude towards Xie Bufeng became a little more polite.
This is a dark blue, almost black cloak with magnolia embroidered on it in dark thread.
Because the color was too dark, Wen Qingci never wore it.
But after being placed in the closet for so long, it unknowingly acquired that bitter fragrance.
Xie Bufeng didn't answer it. The young eunuch's hands were shaking with fatigue and he felt a little scared in his heart.
He gritted his teeth and reminded again: "Oh, by the way... Mr. Wen also said that he would go back to the Imperial Medical Bureau to boil medicine first and would not be able to take you back. When you return to Yuguang Palace later, you must remember to be careful."
He added: "If something unexpected happens, it will delay the important work."
After he finished speaking, he raised his cloak a little higher, as if he wanted to stuff it into Xie Bufeng's eyes.
The boy finally reached out and slowly took the thing.
careful
Xie Bufeng couldn't help but sneer.
It has always been the responsibility of others to be careful about themselves. When did I have to be careful about other things
The moonlight illuminated the magnolia embroidered in dark thread on the hem of the dress.
Xie Bufeng couldn't help but think somewhat maliciously that one day he would make Wen Qingci's eyes filled with fear...
(End of this chapter)