Ran Xiaoyu also felt something, and said, "What's wrong?"
Nan Yandao: "Just now, did you see that?"
"What?"
"..."
Nan Yan didn't answer her immediately, but lowered her head and took a shallow sip of the tea. The slightly bitter taste of the tea concentrated her mind that had been a little slackened by fatigue.
She checked again and again, whether she was dazzled just now, and whether she saw it wrong.
However, it is true.
she sees...
Just now, when Zhu Feng held the cold little hand protruding from the swaddling baby, and rubbed the palm with her thumb, she clearly saw that there was a very pale, almost unbearable light in that little palm. Birthmarks I've seen and heard.
Lunar birthmark!
Hearing what she said, Ran Xiaoyu's eyes widened in fright, and said, "What? Fetal—"
Having said that, she realized it herself, and hurriedly covered her mouth.
Nan Yan also waved her hand at her, and pouted at the door. Ran Xiaoyu hurried over, opened the door and took a look outside. There was no one around the side hall. It was late at night. There were a few guards, and the other concubines went back to the palace.
Ran Xiaoyu hastily closed the door tightly, and then walked back.
She looked stunned and said: "Is what the empress said true?"
Nan Yan glanced at her with a wry smile: "What do I lie to you about this kind of thing?"
"Before—"
"Before, when the emperor went in, he just looked at the little princess's body from a distance. He himself was too sad, and he probably didn't think of it—not to mention him, I couldn't think of it either."
"..."
"But just now, when the nanny hugged the little princess and left, and the emperor held the little princess' hand, I only saw it."
"...Then, did the emperor see it?"
"He, of course."
Ran Xiaoyu thought about Zhu Feng's reaction just now, and she also understood a little bit.
She was a little dazed for a while.
Is this good or bad
But when she thought about it like this, she immediately came back to her senses, and said happily: "Mother, this, does this really clear up your grievances?"
Nan Yan glanced at her.
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Since Concubine Ning became pregnant, although the servant girl was angry, she always hoped that she would have a smooth delivery. The best thing is to give birth to a daughter to clear up your grievances for your empress. Now it's good, it really came true."
Seeing her turn from sadness to joy all of a sudden, Nan Yan couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile.
However, after being happy for a while, Ran Xiaoyu became puzzled again.
"But, it's not right."
"What?"
"The birthmark... the birthmark on Princess Xinping's palm was invisible when she was just born, and it was a dark mass for a few months. It was the shape of the moon when she was one year old. once-"
Nan Yandao: "I also felt strange just now."
"..."
"But think about it, Concubine Ning has been using the method of burning moxa to induce labor for the past few months, and she has taken so many medicines. The birthmark of this child may have appeared early because of this."
"So that's how it is."
Hearing this, Ran Xiaoyu sighed again: "This is really true, somewhere in the world, I have my own arrangements."
"..."
When Nan Yan heard this, she didn't say anything, but sighed softly in her heart.
Sometimes, even she has to admit that she has her own arrangements.
Some things, no matter how hard they struggle, in the end, it seems that it is difficult to escape the arrangement of fate. Sometimes, they obviously think that they have stepped out of their own world, but when they look back, they find that what they are walking is still the same. The established course of fate.
This is really impressive.
As for Zhu Feng...
As soon as he remembered that Zhu Feng let go of the little princess's hand as if his hand had been scalded just now, he knew how much this incident shocked him.
What Qin Ruolan told him before was all slanderous words about her. The daughter with the birthmark on her palm has the blood of the royal family of the country, so she had an affair with a man of the royal family of the country and gave birth to Xinping. Princess Xinping is a symbol of shame.
And now—
Just as Ran Xiaoyu expected before, Feng Qianyan's daughter was born, and she really cleared up her grievances.
Because Feng Qianyan never had a man from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty appear in the palace from pregnancy to childbirth. Even if she committed a heinous crime, it was impossible for her to have such an opportunity to have an affair with others. This child was Zhu Feng's own flesh and blood.
He also washed away his grievances.
But at the same time, he also told Zhu Feng about his own life experience.
Thinking of this, Ran Xiaoyu gasped suddenly, and said: "Your Majesty, the Emperor knows about this, then, then, will he—"
Nan Yan knew that she must have remembered that at the altar, King Ning attacked Zhu Feng in public, announced his life experience, and almost drove him into a demon in the end. That's why He Yi and the others were forced to use it against him. Too forgetful.
And this time—
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Your Majesty, is this why you are staying here tonight?"
"..."
Nan Yan was silent for a while, before saying: "No matter what, he can't be here, he's going crazy at this time."
"..."
"There are some things I haven't asked clearly yet."
Hearing her words, Ran Xiaoyu didn't know if she really thought so, or if she was being stubborn, but just now, when she left Yanchun Pavilion and looked at Zhu Feng's lonely and extremely sad back, she still clearly understood I could see the sympathy in Nan Yan's eyes.
Probably as she herself said, people are compassionate.
Regardless of the grievances between her and the emperor, her heart is still gentle.
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Your Majesty is more considerate."
Nan Yan glanced at her, and probably sensed that there was something deep in her words, but she couldn't say anything, she just sighed lightly, and said, "But I'm afraid, it's hard to be foolproof."
As she spoke, she said, "Xiaoyu."
"What are your orders, Ma'am?"
"You are ready at any time. If the situation on the emperor's side is different and it is difficult to control, you must immediately pass Mr. Heyi into the palace."
"The servant girl is going now?"
"Not in a hurry."
Nan Yan raised his hand to stop her.
Thinking back to just now in the Yanchun Pavilion, Zhu Feng's reaction was much calmer than when he was at the altar.
Speaking of it, it was probably because Qin Ruolan's words had already left a seed in his heart, and now that this happened, it was not unexpected.
Therefore, Zhu Feng was prepared.
Now let's see if he can bear the impact of this incident.
Just as he was thinking, the sound of clapper came from outside.
It's five o'clock.
Nan Yan's health was not good at first, but tonight's turmoil became like this, her face also showed fatigue, and her head ached even more.
She frowned and moaned softly.
"ah… "
Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "What's wrong, Ma'am?"
"It's okay, just a little headache."
"Your Majesty must be tired, let's go to bed earlier."
"But the emperor—"
"Your Majesty, don't worry, this servant is listening outside, if there is any movement, this servant will wake up your Majesty immediately."
"... This is also good."
Nanyan was obedient, so she washed up a bit, and went to bed to rest.
She was preoccupied at first, but she couldn't bear the weakness, and she fell into a deep sleep after lying on the bed for a while.
The entire Jianfu Palace immediately fell silent.
But in the harem there is a dark tide, and some people can't sleep all night.
For example, in Chonghua Palace not far from Jianfu Palace, there is still a lamp burning.
Concubine Hui Wu Wan sat under the lamp.
Gao Yurong on the side looked at him, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with your mother? Is there anything to worry about?"
She didn't quite understand that tonight's matter was resolved smoothly. Although the imperial concubine did not fall, but Concubine Ning gave birth to a dead princess, it would be good to get rid of this trouble.
"..."
It was rare for Wu Wan not to have any emotions of joy or anger, so she just said lightly: "You go down first."
"..."
Gao Yurong looked at her suspiciously, but could only get up and leave.
After she left, Wu Wan was still sitting under the lamp, but the wrinkles between her brows were getting deeper and deeper.
She had seldom looked so worried.
Even the little maid He Xiang who was serving at the side came up: "What's wrong with Concubine Hui?"
Wu Wan was silent for a while and said: "Call me the little chess piece."
"yes."
After a while, the little chess piece running errands came in.
"What is the order of Concubine Hui?"
Wu Wan looked down at him, and said in a deep voice: "After dawn, you should find a way to send a message to my elder brother."
"Master Wu? Do you have something to tell her, Your Majesty?"
"Tell him that I want to see my lord father."
"Duke?" The little chess piece was stunned, and said suddenly: "But the Duke just left the capital a while ago."
"Of course I know."
After the cabinet was established, Wu was appointed to join the cabinet. Wu Yingqiu left the capital and returned to his hometown on the grounds of old age and sickness.
Wu Wan said: "Let him think of a way to get my father back."
"..."
The little chess piece was a little puzzled, and he didn't know what happened to make him so anxious, but seeing Wu Wan's rare dignified and serious expression on his face, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and immediately agreed: "Your servant knows, you can go manage."
After speaking, he got up and walked out.
Wu Wan sat motionless on the couch. Although there was still a candlestick on the small table at hand, the flickering candlelight made the huge Chonghua Palace look darker and quieter.
The haze in Wu Wan's eyes also deepened.
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The night deepened.
Everything was quiet, even the candles in the side hall of Jianfu Palace were burned out, and she couldn't see her fingers. Ran Xiaoyu was in a daze, only listening to Nanyan's long and soft breathing.
The sound of breathing reassured her.
Gradually, she also began to doze off in a daze.
At this moment, she heard someone push the door open, and as the footsteps approached little by little, a heavy and rapid breathing sounded in the darkness.
That breathing sound had the breath of a wild beast growling.
Like a tiger, slowly approaching its prey.
Sensitive as Ran Xiaoyu opened his eyes at once, straightened up suddenly, and said in a deep voice to the pitch-black hall: "Who?!"
(end of this chapter)