His Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Fiancé

Chapter 85: into the palace

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The queen's birthday happens to be on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mrs. Shen did not go into the palace to celebrate the queen's birthday because she was not feeling well and smelled of medicine. This was Shen Ziqiao's first holiday after being a housekeeper. She asked Mrs. Meng to give her servants a half-day holiday. A garden party was held in the garden. There were not only various games, but also prizes for guessing riddles.

This can be regarded as a benefit to the family members.

Mrs. Shen scoffed at Shen Ziqiao's approach, thinking that she had nothing to do.

Mrs. Zhou also said to her face that she has a childlike nature and has no intention of doing things. She only knows how to play for fun, and she is very displeased with this garden party.

"Proper relaxation is to do things better." Shen Ziqiao didn't care about their attitude at all, and still enthusiastically let Lady Meng arrange it.

The servants of the family had a wait-and-see attitude, and were not too keen on it, after all, Mrs. Shen and the second lady didn't like it.

But Shen Xiao and Shen Zikai were very supportive, and even used their own money to subsidize it. Shen Ziqiao was so happy that they really were her real father and big brother.

Soon it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and all wives who are above the third rank will enter the palace to celebrate the Queen's birthday. The Zhou family does not have an order, but she wants to enter the palace. However, the Shen family has an order, except Mrs. Shen It's Pan's.

Pan Shi is dead, Zhou Shi is still not as good as her.

It was the first time for Shen Ziqiao to enter the palace, so she deliberately went to find Luo Zhaohua and entered the palace behind Princess Nihong.

Princess Nihong looked at Shen Ziqiao from beginning to end.

Wearing a white pink and green embroidered bamboo leaf plum blossom collar, a light green pleated skirt, combing her small flowing temples, and inserting a filigree gold hairpin inlaid with turquoise obliquely, her facial features are exquisite, her skin is white and rosy, she is already a slim woman. girl. Exudes a delicate and lovely breath.

Princess Nihong nodded in satisfaction, regardless of Shen Ziqiao's temperament, this appearance is enough to be liked.

"The rules in the palace are the same as those at home. You should think twice before doing anything. Don't wander around, let alone offend others. There are many nobles in the palace, so it's always right to be cautious..." Princess Nihong urged Shen Ziqiao and Luo Zhaohua earnestly.

Shen Ziqiao obediently listened to the instructions, remembering them all in her heart.

Soon, they got out of the carriage. I came to the Queen's Kunde Palace in a celadon car soft sedan.

The Kunde Palace is five rooms wide, with two doors facing each other, and the maids and palace people come in and out with painted trays. A lively and festive atmosphere rushed over.

Shen Ziqiao found that the imperial palace was actually similar to the Forbidden City, except that Qi Zheng and Princess Nihong urged her to, so she didn't dare to look around, and only admired it secretly from the corner of her eyes.

Princess Nihong led her and Luo Zhaohua into the palace.

Luo Zhaohua whispered in her ear, "Don't be nervous. Except for the empress, you have seen all other wives before, so you can treat it as an ordinary banquet."

Shen Ziqiao returned her a quiet smile, and she treated it as if she was going to the big boss's birthday party, said less and made less mistakes, and behaved in a low-key manner. Always right.

They entered the hall of the palace, and Shen Ziqiao saw that the woman sitting in the middle seat was wearing a bright red beanie with golden silk five-year-old makeup and flowers, with her temples standing tall. With a smooth and full forehead, it looks luxurious, and a fair and ruddy round face with a kind smile.

He was looking at her with a smile.

Shen Ziqiao hurriedly lowered her head, knowing that the woman was the queen.

"Congratulations to your mother's birthday in Nanshan, and her blessings are like the East China Sea..." Princess Nihong greeted the queen cordially.

"I'll just wait for you. Please give me your seat." The queen's voice was warm and kind, and she beckoned Princess Nihong to sit beside her.

Luo Zhaohua stepped forward and saluted. Respectfully said, "The courtiers wish the Queen Empress as long as the moon, rising like the sun, and as long as Nanshan, never dying."

The queen nodded with a smile on her face, then turned to Princess Nihong and said, "I haven't seen Zhaohua for a long time, she looks more and more beautiful."

Princess Nihong said something modestly, but she looked very proud.

"Is this the third lady of the Shen family?" The queen set her eyes on Shen Ziqiao, sizing her up kindly.

Shen Ziqiao stepped forward to salute with low eyebrows, her palms were sweating from tension, and she only saw a corner of the embroidered and brocade kang cushions in her lowered eyes. She said in a low voice, "The empress is auspicious, I wish my empress good luck every year. Every year has its present, beautiful and permanent, happy birthday.”

In addition to Princess Nihong, there were other concubines and wives present in the palace. They all heard about Shen Ziqiao's affairs. They finally saw her today, and when they heard her plain congratulatory words, they covered their mouths and laughed.

The empress smiled in her eyes, and extended her hand to Shen Ziqiao kindly, "Come here and have a look."

Shen Ziqiao walked over timidly, growing up so big, she has never been in contact with such a big figure as the mother of a country, so she is really nervous.

"You look so good." The queen took Shen Ziqiao's hand and looked her over carefully, with a satisfied smile on her face.

The queen seemed to be particularly flattering to Shen Ziqiao.

Many people looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to understand why the Third Miss of the Shen family somehow got the Queen's attention.

Even Shen Ziqiao found it strange.

Fortunately, the empress didn't continue to focus on her. Shen Ziqiao leaned next to Luo Zhaohua and asked her suspiciously, "Am I so cute?"

Luo Zhaohua gave her a supercilious look.

Shen Ziqiao stretched out her hand to pinch Luo Zhaohua, but out of the corner of her eye, the Queen's gaze swept towards them intentionally or unintentionally, and she was so startled that she immediately stood upright, looking at her nose, nose, nose, nose, and heart.

"His Royal Highness, the Crown Princess is here..." a voice from the palace sang outside.

Yo! The hero finally came out after a long wait. She thought that she would never meet the hero of this book in her life, but she didn't expect to have such a blessing today.

Shen Ziqiao looked up, just in time to see a dignified and elegant young man with a face like a crown jade, and a dignified and beautiful woman walking in. The man was wearing a crow-blue silk robe with dark patterns of fanciflower, which added a bit of warmth like jade, She and the girl next to her who wears ten kinds of brocade makeup and flower gowns in honey-colored colors are both talented and beautiful, and they are such a pleasing pair of lovers.

That is the prince and princess.

It goes without saying that the prince is chic and handsome, but the male protagonist is not bad, but the princess is not bad either, with delicate features and a noble and elegant temperament, she doesn't need to be inferior to Sheng Peiyin at all.

However, why does the Crown Princess seem to be in a bad mood, with a sad expression on her face.

Could it be that the relationship with the prince has begun to be bad? Shen Ziqiao made wild guesses.

"Why didn't you bring Miao'er with you?" The queen asked about her little grandson, and blamed the princess for not bringing him to give her a hug.

The concubine forced a smile, "Mother, Miao'er had a little fever yesterday, the imperial doctor said he couldn't catch the wind, so he didn't bring him here, please forgive me, mother."

The queen's expression became tense, and she hurriedly asked concerned, "Is Miao'er all right? Why didn't the palace maid tell me?"

The little emperor's grandson is the eldest son's direct grandson, and he is simply the lifeblood of the queen.

When Shen Ziqiao heard these words, the bottom of her heart was turned upside down.

Little grandson! fever!

will be suffocated...

She remembered that the relationship between the prince and the concubine was broken after the death of the emperor's grandson when they were young. Sheng Peiyin took the opportunity to enter, and as the prince's Xie Yuhua, she had true love with the prince.

Shen Ziqiao looked at the princess with complicated emotions.

This poor woman, without Sheng Peiyin, she would not have died in vain in this life.

"Empress, Your Royal Highness, the little grandson is about to die..."

The queen and the crown prince were talking about the little emperor's grandson's fever, when suddenly there was a maid screaming outside.

"What?" The queen's face changed suddenly, and she stood up in panic.

The princess's face turned pale, she was on the verge of falling, and almost fainted, but it was the prince who helped her up in time.

Everyone in the hall stood up, all worried.

Princess Nihong stepped forward to hold the queen's arm, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, take care, hurry up and see the little grandson clenched tightly."

The queen gritted her teeth and glanced at everyone sharply.

Life in the palace was inherently turbulent. I don't know how many harem concubines with children stared at the position of the prince. The illness of the little emperor's grandson might be deliberately framed by someone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, stay here later." The empress told Concubine Xian to arrange everything for her birthday banquet, and then she took the concubine to the East Palace.

Princess Neon also went with her.

Luo Zhaohua pulled Shen Ziqiao to follow, and Shen Ziqiao hurriedly grabbed her, "What are you doing?"

"Go and have a look." Luo Zhaohua said.

"Don't worry about other things, it's not good for us to go along, just wait here." Shen Ziqiao knew that this matter had something to do with Sheng Peiyin, and she felt that it was better for her to stay far away.

Luo Zhaohua glared at her, meaning that you, the person who usually likes to join in the fun, would say the four golden words of nosiness and no reason today

"Xiaohua, there are some things that you can't just gossip about!" Shen Ziqiao knew very well that there are too many nosy and dangerous things in the palace, so she held on to Luo Zhaohua to prevent her from leaving.

"Zhaohua, Jiaojiao, come here." Princess Nihong, who had already walked for a while, turned around and called them.

Luo Zhaohua pulled Shen Ziqiao hard, "Let's go and have a look."

Shen Ziqiao was dragged to the East Palace reluctantly.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Sheng Peiyin crying silently while holding a tightly covered baby in swaddling clothes. The baby's cry was weak and heartbreaking.

"...It was already cured, but it suddenly became feverish, and the imperial doctors were helpless. The little grandson refused to breastfeed, so I don't know what to do?" Sheng Peiyin knelt in front of the queen, and I wept pitifully.

He seemed to feel sorry for the little grandson.

"Go and call all the imperial physicians. If you can't heal the little emperor's grandson, I want them to die." The queen was in extreme pain, holding the little emperor's grandson and weeping.

Even if the miraculous doctor is found, there is no way, the little Huangsun is going to make way for Sheng Peiyin, the heroine, to fight for the mistress, and no one can save him.

But it's really pitiful.

How can you cover so many clothes when you have a fever? Doesn't it make you hotter

Children can only reduce fever physically.

She is not a doctor, but she has learned nursing knowledge, although she has only studied for half a year.

Don't mind your own business! Even if she opened her mouth, she might not be able to get the little emperor's grandson. She is just a cannon fodder, and her luck is definitely not as good as Sheng Peiyin's.

The cries of the little emperor's grandson hit Shen Ziqiao's heart one after another.

"... Are you teething?" Shen Ziqiao couldn't help asking.

(Seeking pink tickets~~~)