Disgraced Consort

Yes, even she felt chills.

What's more, the Holy One?

She squeezed the bottle with the pill re-installed. Since the pill inside was the command of the Holy Spirit, no matter what method, even if forced, she would let Xi Yan take it on time.

Withdrawing from the outside, she glanced at the fat girl who was sleeping dizzy.

In fact, sometimes, if people are fatter and stupid, are they lucky?

However, not everyone has this kind of luck.

Many things are doomed from the beginning.

Just as if she had n’t met the Holy Spirit, she would n’t be the concubine of today ...

Zhang Zhong still asks for Xian Yan's pulse twice a day. Although he always feels wrong with Xian Yan's pulse, he can't directly ask what he is doing in the hospital.

However, the intermittent questioning is one step closer to his initial guess.

Is it--

In any case, Xi Yan was the person Chen Yuan finally gave him to take care of, so, in any case, even if the medical skills of his life, he wanted to keep her.

Whether it is the child in her womb, or her life.

When there was a defect in his life that could no longer be repaired, he hoped that it would be completed, Chen Yuan finally asked.

After all, if he would take her away, he knew that she would give up everything and follow him everywhere.

But, at that time, his horizon was just to complete another entrustment.

In the end, she fulfilled her affection and also restrained his last heart.

On November 19th in Tianyong's thirteenth year, Xuan Yuanyu drove to Mufang Temple in accordance with the usual practice.

Four days before this, he resumed his daily flop after dinner.

In the eyes of most of the concubines in the harem, the special favor of the drunk concubine, as she became pregnant, was being broken.

Even though this birth may be a prince, and the drunk concubine is quite important to the queen, to ensure that the prince is born safely.

However, for these women who are unfavorable and unpregnant, they are also happy to see that even if the drunk concubine gave birth to the imperial heir, they all fell out of favor.

This will undoubtedly be a kind of fate about the fate of the concubine in their ordinary harem life.

What's more, even if the heir is born, half a year's retreat can't bear the grace, is the most terrible torment.

Although, it is difficult for the concubine who fell out of favor to regain favor.

However, in this palace, the beloved concubine, now, some people are stepping out of the complex, a step that cannot be ignored.

With Xuanyuan Yuyu driving to Mu Fang'an, it was a beautiful lady who had been in favor for three years and gradually fell out of favor due to the drunk concubine's restoration to the palace.

However, with the light of the first queen, only Shumei could accompany him to Mufangan.

Even if the emperor will only stay there for one day, during the day, it is also the worship of the first queen, and will not involve other men and women.

However, it is difficult to guarantee that the emperor will not turn over the beauty card after returning.

After all, in this rainy dew for more than a month, there is only one concubine who has not been flopped by the emperor. It is this beautiful lady.

The previous indifference, if ignited again, is undoubtedly more terrible.

But for them, it is just helpless.

I can only watch the beautiful woman go to Tianzhao Palace to travel with her on the 19th.

When it was winter, the sky was dark.

Xi Yan lay on the couch, and because of the darkness, the flashing dots of palace lanterns reflected on the window of the palace, and finally woke up and turned around.

In other words, she never fell asleep.

How could she sleep soundly last night.

She had undesirable expectations.

Because, last night, it was the only one of these four days, and there was no night when the Chengen car rang.

Yes, Cheng En.

Even if I went to Cheng Enling, when Cheng En's car ran into Tianzhao Palace's corridor, after all, I could still hear a little noise.

But, last night, he was living alone in the main hall.

She wanted the ‘Mingzhe to keep her body’, he really gave it to her.

Okay.

Today, when he went to Fang'an, she didn't take any medicine, and the poisoning caused by it was able to hide him after all.

She sat up halfway, and Li Qiu's voice passed through the veil and passed in:

"Niangniang, but want to use tea?"

"No." She tried to lighten her body, but let Liqiu hear it.

"Niangniang, outside the palace is the ceremonial sound of the emperor Qi Fang'an." Li Qiu said softly.

"Well, this palace knows."

"After a ceremonial departure from the palace, the lady will no longer be disturbed."

Disturbed?

How could these sounds disturb her?

"Liqiu, come in." She called.

"Nuo." Liqiu raised the veil and entered the hall.

"Help the palace up."

"Niangniang, the courtyard is not allowing niangniang to stay easily again."

"No problem, you are supporting me."

"This--Nuo." Li Qiu approached, supported Xi Yan with both hands, and put the cloak beside him on her body.

Xi Yan's finger flicked at the gate of the temple, Liqiu would be proud, step by step, and slowly helped her to the gate of the temple.

Through the Western glass of the temple window, you can see that outside, a bright yellow ceremonial.

Fine snow floated across the sky.

Flyingly, her vision was obscured.

She can't see it.

He may have been on the imperial court.

Or maybe--

No, there is no possibility.

In the frizzy flying snow, she saw the bright yellow figure beside the snow-colored plain skirt.

The snow-colored plain skirt clings to Ming Huang's figure, and Ming Huang's figure takes the lead in boarding the Yu-Yu. When the snow-colored figure is about to go to the Yu-Yu, Xu Shi's footstool moved because of the slippery snow. After a while, I saw that I was going to fall down. At that moment, the bright yellow figure who was about to turn back into Jin immediately stretched out his arm and brought the snow-colored figure to Yong.

Snow, bright yellow, these two colors melted together in an instant.

Just like in those days, the peacock blue, like the bright yellow, melted on the snow.

If it were n’t for her, would he and Xi Linshu always be like this?

After all, she is that dissonant look.

However, now, this dissonant look, on Xi Linshu, is more harmonious than her.

"Niangniang, you--"

"This palace is okay and it's snowing again. This palace is so snowy that it hurts my eyes."

She took a deep breath and dispelled the slight mist from her eyes.

"Sister Niang, there is a saying, not a slave-servant should ask, but slave-servant really can't understand, why does the mother-in-law care about the emperor, but refuses to emperor thousands of miles away?"

Xi Yan smiled faintly, only said:

"In this palace, there are so many people who care about the emperor, why should there be one more in this palace."

"But the Emperor only cares about one person."

"Liqiu, Fuben Palace back to bed, it is said that Zhang Yuan is right."

"Just pass it now?"

"Yes, this palace would like to preach earlier today, and that night's peace pulse, please also invite it in advance."

"promise."

She didn't know how to face the cold poison of that time without pills tonight.

Especially, now she is pregnant for another six months.

Therefore, she wanted to let Zhang Zhong finish the safe pulse early and drink the soup, so that she could pass the palace as soon as possible.

All the following will be faced by her alone.

She believes that such a face can certainly survive a month.

On this day, after Zhang Zhong asked the Ping An Vessel, he lowered his eyebrows for a moment, then stood up and prescribed a decoction according to the usual practice.

In the evening, when Zhang Zhongfu asked for a pulse, he condensed Xi Yan thoughtfully, and Xi Yan's face was calm, which only made his eyebrows deeper.

He went out of the palace and ordered the doctor to make soup.

After Tang Yaofu was decocted and sent to the inner hall, he saw that the rest of the palace people had been sent out together. He only said that Drunk Concubine had taken the soup and wanted to take a break.

This term seems extremely common. After all, the emperor is not in Tianzhang Palace. As a concubine, it is also understandable that she has to leave early.

Then, falling into Zhang Zhong's ears, he suddenly realized what he was aware of. He turned around anxiously, and his figure disappeared into the darkness of the night.

Inside the palace, it was cold.

The palace people were rejected by her.

Even the palace people on the night were never left.

There is no reason, just that she wants to rest, and no one needs to be on duty.

This is the superiority of being the master.

Without reason, you can reject a person and wait for them, and strictly prevent them from entering the palace and disturb her.

Now, she is the only one left.

She predestined people to gather two more pots of silver and carbon, and after all the people withdrew, put all the quilts they could find on the couch.

Now, she covered her body in these warm blankets and covered them layer by layer to resist the coming bitter cold.

Consciousness is still clear, she heard a slight noise from the side of the temple window.

Later, she saw a figure appear in front of the couch.

The figure walked very lightly, and the figure was extremely fast, just like the moon.

"Mother, it's time to take medicine."

Heng Yue's voice sounded, her palms spread out, and inside, it was a brown pill.

"get out."

Since that night, it was inconvenient for her to immediately send out Mingyue, but she would not be allowed to wait close to her again.

Unexpectedly, tonight, Hengyue still came.

Not only did she come, it seemed that she wanted to force her to take the medicine.

"You take this medicine, the slave-servant will go out naturally."

"What if this palace doesn't need it? Do you want to force this palace to fail?"

"If the maiden doesn't need it, then the slaves can only surrender."

"This palace hates being forced to do anything."

"It's not that the slave-maid wants to intimidate you, but if you don't take this medicine, I'm afraid your child will not be able to survive even tonight." Heng Yue said lightly, "You should remember that when a thousand machines attack, you cannot help yourself At that time, do you think the child will not be injured by you? "

"You, persuaded people."

Xi Yan narrowed her eyes, reached out and pinched the pill from Heng Yue's hand, and with a cold smile, the pill was crushed into pieces in her palm.

"Don't know what to do, it's extremely difficult to refine this medicine. The last time you ruined it a little bit, Hou Ye is going to refining it again. You ruined another one tonight. But it doesn't matter, slaves still bring more One, only this one, in order to avoid being spoiled by you again, the servant Huey blamed you. "

Heng Yueqiang pressed down the anger in his heart, and took out a medicine from the porcelain bottle in his sleeve.

Only this one, she will have time to hold Xi Yan's lips and force Xi Yan to subdue.

Outside the hall, there were some sounds.

Some people are no stranger to the sound.

It's a quick footstep, very fast, very fast ...

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