The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Chapter 1054: He is likely to die!

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At dawn the next day, Fang Wujiu, Wen Jiucheng, and Pei Qianhu set off again to leave Shengjing.

Along with them, there was Yulinwei led by Shang Kui.

Before leaving, Fang Wujiu specially let someone send something into the palace.

Eunuch Chang held the small porcelain bottle with the pills in both hands and said respectfully.

"The Imperial Physician said that this is an elixir made from sea flowers, which can heal the internal injuries of the empress. Please take it as soon as possible."

Xiao Xixi reached out and took the small porcelain bottle, and poured out a round milky white pill from it.

The pill was the size of a pinky finger and had a faint fragrance.

Xiao Xixi put the pill into his mouth without any hesitation. After chewing it, it was not bitter at all, and even a little sweet.

In the past, when the elder brother dispensed medicine for her, he would deliberately make the medicine very bitter every time, as a warning to her to take care of herself and not let herself get sick and hurt again.

But this time, the medicine the senior brother gave her was not bitter at all.

This is a silent support.

It was as if she was telling her not to be afraid no matter how difficult she encountered, she still has them.

Even if she has nowhere to go in the future, she can still go back to Xuanmen with them.

Xiao Xixi's heart was sour and warm.

She closed her eyes and felt the medicine dissolve in her body.

The originally blocked acupuncture points were opened up one after another, and gradually recovered, and the internal injuries were also rapidly healed.

A warm heat spread all over her body, making her feel very comfortable.

She tried to use her inner strength, and found that the inner strength had resumed operation.

She used her internal strength to push the bruises left over from her internal injuries out a little bit.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood!

Baoqin and Eunuch Chang were startled when they saw this, and were about to call for an imperial physician when Xiao Xixi stopped them.

"I'm fine, no need to call a doctor."

Xiao Xixi picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped off the blood stains from her mouth, with a relaxed tone.

"I just vomited out the blood that had accumulated in my body just now. Now the internal injuries in my body are almost healed."

Not only that, but even the poison left by the use of Avatar Gu was expelled by the way.

Now her body has basically recovered, her martial arts have increased instead of declining, and her internal strength has increased a little more than before, becoming more robust and solid.

Baoqin and Eunuch Chang were relieved when they saw that her complexion was indeed much better.

Xiao Xixi felt that the whole person became very relaxed.

It was as if the stuff stuck in my heart had disappeared, and even my breathing was lighter and more comfortable than before.

She threw herself on the desk and began to bury her head in reviewing the memorials.

Today she is very hardworking.

She has other things to do, so she can't waste too much time because of these memorials.

Since the internal injury has been healed and the poison has been cleaned up, her physique is no longer as weak as before. After reviewing the memorial, she is full of energy, and she is not tired at all.

Xiao Xixi went to see Luo Qinghan.

He was still in a coma, with no sign of waking up at all.

To make matters worse, Xiao Xixi could clearly see that there were strands of black aura around Luo Qinghan.

It represents death and bad luck.

It seems that the life-changing technique has progressed to the last step, Luo Qinghan's qi is being continuously taken away, and if this continues, he is likely to die!

Xiao Xixi's heart was tight.

She didn't dare to waste any more time, and was going to meet Yu Jiu for a while.

When she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Eunuch Chang standing beside her, and suddenly remembered something very important.

She asked abruptly.

"How long have you been in the palace?"

Eunuch Chang obviously did not expect that the imperial concubine would suddenly ask about this matter, so he was stunned for a moment.

"Back to the mother's words, it has been almost 20 years since the slave entered the palace when he was five years old."

Xiao Xixi: "Twenty years, it's not too long before Emperor Sheng Yong succeeded to the throne, right?"

Eunuch Chang nodded: "Yes, that is the second year of Emperor Sheng Yong's ascension."

Because Emperor Sheng Chang did a lot of stupid things when he was in power, many people died in the harem. After Emperor Sheng Yong took the throne, he killed many people because of liquidating old grievances, which directly led to a sharp decrease in the number of people in the harem. There are not enough people to serve.

So in the second year of Emperor Sheng Yong's ascension, the palace bought a large number of eunuchs and eunuchs. It was in that year that Eunuch Chang was sold by his parents into the palace and became an ordinary little eunuch in the palace.

After several tossing and turning, he was assigned to serve Luo Qinghan, and he has been serving until today.

And he also changed from an ordinary low-level eunuch to the chief eunuch in the palace.

Xiao Xixi counted the time with her fingers: "The emperor should be only one year old at that time."

Eunuch Chang: "Yes, the emperor at that time was still the third prince."

Xiao Xixi: "When you were first transferred to the third prince, did you see any strange people?"

The time was too long, Eunuch Chang thought for a while before he spoke.

"No."

At that time, the Shen family was fine, and Shen Zhaoyi did not fall into madness because of hatred.

Like other mothers, she is full of love for her son.

The people serving the third prince are all carefully selected by Shen Zhaoyi, and there is absolutely no chance of any strange people appearing.

Xiao Xixi turned to ask: "Then do you know that after the third prince's fetal hair was cut off, was it thrown away or put away?"

Eunuch Chang quickly gave an answer this time.

"According to folk custom, Shen Zhaoyi cut his hair on the day of the third prince's full moon, and divided his hair into two parts. Shen Zhaoyi kept one for himself, and the other was sent to Emperor Sheng Yong."

Emperor Sheng Yong was Luo Qinghan's father, so it was normal to send his son's fetus to his father to keep a copy.

It all makes sense, and there's nothing wrong with it.

Xiao Xixi: "Is the part of the fetal hair left by Shen Zhaoyi still there?"

Eunuch Chang shook his head: "No, because Shen Zhaoyi died of illness, and the imperial doctor said that her disease might be contagious, so she couldn't be buried normally, so she could only cremate her body, and all the things she used during her lifetime were also burned. It also includes the part of the third prince's fetal hair."

Everyone knows how Shen Zhaoyi died.

The imperial doctor said so, but to put a fig leaf on this matter, so as not to look bad on everyone's face.

Since the part of the fetal hair kept in Shen Zhaoyi's hand had been burned, the fetal hair that appeared in the evil thing was probably stolen from Emperor Sheng Yong.

Xiao Xixi then asked, "Where is the fetal hair in Emperor Sheng Yong's hand?"

Eunuch Chang: "The slaves have never served by Emperor Sheng Yong's side, so the slaves don't know about these things."

He paused and continued.

"If Niangniang wants to know these things, you might as well ask Gan Fu. He has served Emperor Sheng Yong for many years, but he basically knows everything about Emperor Sheng Yong."

After the death of Emperor Sheng Yong, Gan Fu was asked by the Empress Dowager.

Now the Empress Dowager is under house arrest in the Taimiao, and the people who serve her have also been sent elsewhere.

Xiao Xixi remembered that Gan Fu was sent to guard the imperial mausoleum.

"You have someone send a message to the imperial mausoleum and bring Gan Fu into the palace. I have something to ask him in this palace."

"Here."

It's Double Eleven, do you still have your hands