With Yun Xi's exclamation, everyone next to him turned to look at Zhao Chongyi, who was so frightened that their faces changed. The blood in this body... Zhao Chongyi had a miscarriage
When Feng Jin heard the exclamation, he felt bad. When he looked at Zhuang Luoyan, the face of the other party was pale, but he endured the pain without exhaling. He moved his feet and looked at the imperial family and ministers present. They didn't get up after all.
"Yun Xi, don't make a fuss, this is a state banquet," Zhuang Luoyan raised his head and closed the fox fur on his body, "Report to the emperor, my concubine is not feeling well, I hope the emperor will grant her permission to retire first."
Feng Jin squeezed the wine glass in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Rong Bin." After speaking, he turned to look at Gao Dezhong beside him, "Xue Dalu is slippery, you will send Zhao Chongyi back to the palace for me."
"The servant obeys the order." Where did Gao Dezhong dare to delay, he hurriedly retreated. Many courtiers and wives present did not understand what was going on, but when they saw the most proud eunuch around the emperor sending Zhao Chongyi back to the palace, they felt in their hearts how Zhao Chongyi was favored.
A few clan women who were sitting close to Zhao Chongyi watched with trepidation. Fortunately, Zhao Chongyi understood the overall situation and did not make a noise, otherwise the royal family would be embarrassed today. It's ugly to see the fact that the harem battle caused the dragon seed to miscarry.
After leaving the Taihe Hall, Gao Dezhong immediately asked the eunuch Dali to carry the chariot, and lowered his voice to ask the palace maid Yun Xi urgently: "You can pass the eunuch."
"Go back to Director Gao, and let Fubao pass it on." Yun Xi helped Zhuang Luoyan step up with red eyes, held her hand, and comforted: "Master, you will be in the palace soon, it's alright. ."
"Yun Xi, can't I keep my child?" Zhuang Luoyan's face was pale, and her voice was small and trembling, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Gao Dezhong looked at Zhao Chongyi with a sad expression, and felt that her face was whiter than the fox fur on her body. I sighed in the bottom of my heart, after all, there is no such life.
Zhuang Luoyan's departure did not make the concubines present feel relaxed, but rather uneasy. Zhao Chongyi's inexplicable miscarriage will inevitably arouse suspicion. All of them are present. If the emperor takes anger or suspects them...
"Emperor, look at this..." The queen saw that although the emperor's face was as usual, but there was a haze in his eyes, she knew that the emperor still had expectations for the child in Zhao Chongyi's womb, and she couldn't help but start to feel fortunate, fortunately, the child was not born, " Otherwise, concubine, go and see."
"No, after you are a country, how can you be missing at the state banquet?" Feng Jin put down the wine glass he had squeezed for a while, and motioned to the eunuch beside him to pour the wine. When the eunuch poured the wine, he felt that the eunuch did not serve him well enough, but Gao Dezhong served him properly and waved back impatiently.
Seeing the emperor's behavior, the queen stopped talking, and looked calmly at the fireworks that exploded in the sky.
Concubine Rou glanced at the vacant seat, then glanced at the Queen and Concubine Shu, and curled her lips with a mocking smile.
Prince Gao Meimei naturally noticed the chaos just now, and asked the envoy in a low voice, "Which concubine of His Majesty the Emperor left just now?"
"Prince, this minister has inquired about it. The one who just left is Zhao Chongyi, His Majesty's nearest favorite concubine of the Kyushu Emperor. It was rumored a few days ago that she was pregnant, but this minister doesn't seem to be quite right." This envoy also knows some harems. The women in the lily are swaying, and it is a pity for this concubine.
Pu Tairuan touched his mouth and waved his hand: "This is the matter of His Majesty the Emperor, and it has nothing to do with us, so there is no need to discuss it."
Zhuang Shilang frowned and looked at the empty seat after his sister left. Why did her sister suddenly leave at the state banquet? Maybe something happened. He glanced at the emperor's face suspiciously, and didn't find anything wrong. Could it be that he was thinking too much.
Feng Jin laughed very little throughout the banquet, but the ministers were used to his majesty, and none of them felt wrong.
The queen felt a little uncomfortable. She had known the emperor since childhood. At that time, she was the companion of Princess Funing. Later, she was married by the emperor. The red makeup for ten miles was the envy of many people.
Now that many years have passed, she has also changed from an ignorant fifteen-year-old girl to a woman in the deep palace. Recalling the feelings of the past, she can't help but feel a little bitter. The people of the emperor's family are ruthless. She watched the women around her gain favor and then slowly fall out of favor. Even if she got used to it, it was still bitter and unbearable in her eyes.
Now, seeing the emperor dote on a woman again, the bitterness in her heart spread to her mouth, and she was unspeakably uncomfortable.
"I don't know what happened to Zhao Chongyi," Concubine Rou said worriedly, "It's so cold today, don't catch the cold."
"Zhao Chongyi is a fortunate one. If you think about it, there will be nothing wrong." Concubine Xian raised her eyebrows with a smile and looked at Concubine Rou: "I never thought that the relationship between Concubine Rou and Zhao Chongyi would be so close."
Concubine Rou's expression remained the same: "They're all sisters, so who doesn't worry about Zhao Chongyi here?" But why is she worried? Concubine Rou sneered in her heart, Zhao Chongyi had a miscarriage today, and she didn't know who did it, and she dared to calculate at the state banquet.
"Naturally I'm worried," Xu Zhaorong sighed, "This world is always changing."
Concubine Rou despised her pretending to be weak, sneered, and ignored her words.
At this moment, Concubine Xian suddenly said, "I just saw that Concubine Shugui didn't use porridge very much. Is it because she is sick and has no appetite?"
"Thank you for your concern, Concubine Xian, this palace is safe." Concubine Shu Gui glanced at Concubine Xian lightly, trying to pull the suspicion on her, which is so easy, "But Concubine Xian is very careful, and her observation skills are extraordinary."
"Okay," the Queen said at this time, "Since the sisters are worried about Zhao Chongyi, they will visit Xihe Palace later, so there is no need to discuss it here."
Feng Jin glanced at a few women expressionlessly, put down the silver chopsticks in his hand, then rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth, and said lightly: "It's getting late, you Aiqings are free." After speaking, he stood up.
When the ministers saw that the emperor was about to leave, they hurriedly got up and saluted.
The queen looked at the back of the emperor, her eyes darkened, she suppressed the emotions in her heart, and after talking to the clan's wife, she also got up and left.
The banquet was over here, everyone left in twos and threes, and several concubines also left with the queen, but they all knew in their hearts that tonight was another sleepless night.
"Niangniang," He Yu handed Madam Tang to the Empress after leaving the Taihe Palace, "but back to Jingyang Palace?"
The queen sighed: "I don't know how Zhao Chongyi is doing now. Ben Gong is worried, where can he fall asleep? Let's go to Xihe Palace to see."
The winter in the capital is always not as soft as the winter in the south of the Yangtze River, and the cold wind blows on the body, which can cool down to the bones.
The queen sat on the soft chaise longue. Even though the charcoal fire in the room was strong enough, she felt cold on the bottom of her feet. She couldn't help looking sideways at the emperor who was sitting beside him. After Zhao Chongyi was sent back to the Xihe palace, the emperor didn't say a word while sitting in the outer room.
This kind of thing happened at the state banquet, although it was done to cover up, but whoever witnessed it could not see that Zhao Chongyi had a very strange miscarriage. Fortunately, Zhao Chongyi knew it in general and did not make a big noise, soothed the people around him. Having someone send her back to the palace didn't make things even more embarrassing.
The face of the royal family has been saved, but I don't know if the fetus in Zhao Chongyi's womb can be saved.
"Emperor doctor, how is Zhao Chongyi?" Yun Xi looked at the two imperial physicians worriedly. Coincidentally, the one on duty today was imperial physician Mao again, and the other imperial physician Zhang had a very good relationship with imperial physician Mao. Both of them are old doctors of the Imperial Hospital. They have always been very safe and have excellent medical skills, so Fubao called them both.
Imperial Physician Zhang bowed his head to ask for Zhao Chongyi's pulse. Although his face was normal, he was suspicious. Zhao Chongyi's pulse was not a sign of miscarriage. Although it was a little weak, it was more like a woman's pulse during menstruation. He couldn't help but glance at his friend. When Zhao Chongyi was pregnant, it was diagnosed by his friend. His friend has always been safe. How could such a thing happen
Seeing that Imperial Physician Zhang kept silent and his face became more and more ugly, Gao Dezhong couldn't help frowning and said, "Doctor Zhang, is Zhao Chongyi's child still safe?"
"This..." Imperial Physician Zhang retracted his hand, "Zhao Chongyi's pulse is weak and needs to be replenished. It is better for Imperial Physician Mao to come and take a look."
Gao Dezhong knew that people in the Taiyuan Hospital always like to seek safety, so he said: "Hurry up and ask for the pulse. The emperor and the queen are here. If there is anything wrong with Zhao Chongyi, you can take care of it."
After taking the pulse through the cloth for a moment, Imperial Doctor Mao's expression changed. On the day he asked for the pulse, he drank two sips of small wine. When he took the pulse for Zhao Chongyi, it was a slippery pulse. cold sweat. Women may also have slippery pulses a few days before their menstrual period.
Thinking about the consequences of the misdiagnosis, and thinking about the emperor's love for Zhao Chongyi, Imperial Physician Mao swallowed his saliva, stood up slowly, glanced at Imperial Physician Zhang, and seeing that he had no intention of dissecting it, he could only open his mouth and said, "Eunuch Gao, woman. During the first three months of pregnancy, special attention should be paid to Zhao Chongyi's fetus... it is impossible to save it." At this time, he was already rejoicing in his heart, but fortunately today, he and Zhang Taiyi came to diagnose the pulse with Zhao Chongyi. Can't keep it.
When Yun Xi heard Imperial Doctor Mao say this, she knew that the master was right. No matter what reason Imperial Doctor Mao said that the master was pregnant, but now that the master has a miscarriage, it is to let Imperial Doctor Mao understand that whether it is true or not Pregnancy or false pregnancy, abortion is to do. If the diagnosis is misdiagnosed, Imperial Physician Mao will not dare to tell the truth. If it was not a misdiagnosis, but deliberately framed by someone with a heart, Imperial Physician Mao would not dare to say that she was a fake pregnancy. After all, it was him who said she was pregnant, so he had to eat all the bitter fruit himself.
So no matter what the reason was, Imperial Doctor Mao had only one choice, and that was to declare that Zhao Chongyi had aborted.
"How could this be," Yun Xi staggered with a pale face, when she saw the master on the bed awake, she quickly showed a comforting look, "Master, are you awake?"
"Where's my child?" Zhuang Luoyan asked in a trembling voice.
"Master... You will have children in the future." Yun Xi's eyes were red, but she held back her tears and pressed the quilt on Zhuang Luoyan's behalf.
After a moment of silence, there was a sound of sobbing from the bed. Although the pressure was extremely low, one could hear the grief in the cry.
Gao Dezhong looked at the scene in the house, silently retreated to the outer room, bowed to the emperor and empress, and said, "Report to the emperor, Zhao Chongyi's child is gone."
When the queen heard this, she couldn't say whether it was a sigh of relief or something. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but when she tilted her head to see the condensed expression on the emperor's face, she couldn't say anything.
Because the pity in the emperor's eyes was not what Xu Zhaorong had when he had a miscarriage.