The maidservant brought the food box, Zi Yan put the chicken soup into the box by herself, and asked repeatedly: "Empress Rong has been having trouble with the emperor these few days, so she probably won't drink the chicken soup. Just say that the emperor cooked it himself The emperor even burned a few hairs because of this. The queen will definitely be moved when she hears this, and she will definitely drink the chicken soup when she is moved."
"Okay, this servant must follow Miss Ziyan's orders."
Zi Yan grabbed the maidservant's wrist, and squeezed it tightly: "If you can't persuade Empress Rong to drink the chicken soup, the emperor will blame you, and then I won't be able to protect you!"
"Yes, this servant will persuade Empress Rong to drink the chicken soup no matter what!" The maid carried the food box and the lantern, all the way to Fengming Palace, and said what she wanted in the future.
The soldiers guarding the palace made way for the servants to enter.
Rong Changan was kneeling in the Buddhist hall, burning incense and praying.
Chuntao was outside the door and called out: "Queen!"
Rong Chang'an didn't pay any attention, and just read the prayer scriptures.
Chuntao said again: "The emperor sent someone here!"
Rong Changan stopped his red lips, tilted his face, his eyes were full of hatred, "I don't see you, let them go out!"
Chun Tao said: "It's a court lady who said that the emperor sent you chicken soup to nourish your body."
Rong Changan snorted coldly: "He brought me chicken soup? He wants me to die now!"
Chuntao pointed to the maidservant behind her and said, "Isn't this sister carrying chicken soup?"
The servant girl walked up to Rong Changan and made a blessing to her.
"This is a chicken soup tribute from Korea. It has the effect of great tonic. The emperor said that if the queen drinks it, it will be good for the children in her stomach."
Rong Changan glanced at the food box in the maid's hand, and said coldly: "I'm afraid that what the emperor gave me was not chicken soup, but poison. He wants me to abort the child in my stomach!"
The servant girl panicked, and quickly knelt down: "This is the chicken soup cooked by the emperor himself. How could there be poison? The emperor burned two strands of his hair for this bowl of chicken soup."
Rong Changan's body trembled slightly again: "What you said is true?"
The servant said: "Even if the servant has two heads, he dare not lie to the queen!"
If Rong Chang'an cannot be persuaded to drink chicken soup, Yan Li will blame her for punishing her, and offending Rong Chang'an is worse than offending Yan Li.
"Queen, look how much the emperor cares about you. In order to make you a bowl of chicken soup, he burned two locks of your hair. This is enough to show that the emperor has you in his heart. Even if you lie to him and make him sad, he will I haven't forgotten you."
A warm current flowed through Chang An's whole body, but because of the woman's reserve, she turned her face away and curled her lips, "Didn't he leave very resolutely that day? Why do you want to make chicken soup for me? It hurts." A person may be able to be cured, but if a heart is dead, no matter how it is salvaged, it cannot be salvaged."
Chuntao brought up the food box, and smiled at Rong Changan: "Queen, aren't you still heartbroken? If you suspect that there is poison in the chicken soup, Chuntao will taste it for you first. If you die, I will die first."
Chuntao opened the food box, and a scent of chicken soup wafted into the air, "It smells so good! Queen, I'll try it first!"
Chuntao picked up the spoon, scooped up a bowl of chicken soup, drank it into her stomach, and smacked her mouth, looking very intoxicated.
"Queen, the chicken soup is really delicious! Don't you really want to try it? I have nothing to do now, which means there is no poison in it."
The accumulated resentment in Rong Changan's heart dissipated a lot after Chuntao made jokes. The tense face also began to stretch.
Seeing Chuntao, she quickly took Rong Changan's hand: "Queen, let's go to the room to drink. After drinking this bowl of chicken soup, we will give birth to a white and fat prince."
Rong Changan couldn't help laughing, and said angrily, "You're the only one talking too much! How do you know you're a prince?"
Chuntao smiled and said, "Hasn't the queen heard of it? Sour man and hot woman, recently I saw that the queen likes to drink sour plum soup, so I feel that the queen must give birth to a prince."
Rong Changan tapped Chuntao lightly with his hand: "Summer is here, and the weather is getting hot. Naturally, I want to drink sour plum soup. This has nothing to do with having a boy or a girl. With your small mouth, you can say things that make me happy. "
Seeing that Rong Changan was happy, Chuntao said to the servant girl who brought the chicken soup: "You go back and tell the emperor that the queen drank the chicken soup."
The maidservant was also happy, and wished Rong Chang'an a deep blessing: "Queen, the maidservant will go to the emperor to answer first!"
After seeing off the maid, Rong Changan sat at the table, smelling the fragrance of the chicken soup, looking at the whitish but not greasy soup, his saliva actually increased.
"Queen, I'm right! How can such a fragrant chicken soup be poisonous? Even if you beat me to death, you won't think that the emperor will poison the queen."
Rong Chang'an smiled slightly: "I was just saying something angry just now. I also know that Yan Li would not do such a thing,"
Chun Tao pouted and said: "So it was just an angry talk! I really shouldn't have interrupted just now, let you flirt with the emperor in the air."
Rong Changan picked up the spoon, opened the sandalwood mouth, exposed the white teeth, put the chicken soup into his mouth, and waited for the chicken soup to enter his stomach, aftertaste again. After only drinking five or six spoonfuls, Rong Changan stopped drinking, put down the spoon, and touched his stomach.
Chuntao asked: "Why, just a few spoonfuls, are you full?"
The muscles on Rong Changan's face twitched: "For some reason, my stomach feels uncomfortable again."
Chuntao was taken aback, thinking that Rong Changan's fetus had moved again: "Is the pain very bad?"
"It's just a dull pain, not..." Before he finished speaking, Rong Changan suddenly screamed, "It hurts!"
Chuntao couldn't hold her up all of a sudden, and Rong Changan fell to the ground, clutching her stomach and complaining of pain, the pain caused big beads of sweat to appear on her forehead.
"Queen, I'll boil the anti-fetal medicine that Xu Feng gave you!"
Chuntao helped Rong Changan onto the bed. Although it was not as painful as last time, it still made Rong Changan lie on the bed, unable to fall asleep, struggling to get up, but unable to get up again.
Chuntao boiled medicinal soup on a high fire outside, and went back to visit Rong Chang'an from time to time. After the medicinal soup was cooked, put it in a bowl, Chuntao carried it into the room, and found that Rong Changan had rolled under the bed. Chuntao hurriedly put the medicinal soup on the table and went to help Chang'an.
"Queen!"
Lifting Rong Changan, trying to help him onto the bed, Chuntao was shocked by the impressive pile of things on the ground.
"Queen, then... what is that?"
Rong Chang'an's body was limp and powerless, and he followed Chun Tao's finger to see that there was a pool of bright red blood on the water-grinded brick, exuding a pungent fishy smell.
She looked at the base of her thigh, and it was also full of bright red blood, dripping down.
"Why is there bleeding?" Rong Changan asked in panic.
Chuntao has never experienced such a thing, "I... I don't know!"
While asking the question, Rong Changan also understood that the thing on the ground was nothing but her child!
"my child!"
His eyes turned black, and he fell down on the bed with a plop. No matter how Chuntao screamed, she just couldn't wake up.