Seeing that Xia Rongxin gave the answer she wanted, Lu Huiling couldn't help but feel proud. It seemed that the current situation was still firmly in his hands, but Lu Huiling was also extremely shameless of Xia Rongxin's behavior.

First he admitted a harmless crime, and then quickly shifted all the blame to Gui Zhi. It seems that there will be a good show to watch later. Lu Huiling thought.

When Qi Bingyu heard this name, he murmured it first, as if he couldn't remember that such a person existed in his harem.

Eunuch He Sheng, who was standing aside, obviously knew that the emperor did not remember, so he leaned down and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, during the draft eight years ago, you said that the lips and teeth of Lady Zhi are very similar to Queen Mingxian..."

After He Sheng's reminder, that memory instantly played in his mind like a revolving lantern.

At that time, it had only been three years since Lu Fushuang's death. As a rule, a draft was to be held. Qi Bingyu was not willing to do so, but there were very few royal heirs in the palace, and there were only three including the princesses.

The concubines in the palace were gradually aging and were no longer suitable for childbearing. In order to expand the royal family, another election was held as a last resort.

In this draft, Qi Bingyu ordered everything to be simple, so he simply selected a few women of the right age from the official families of Shangjing to enter the palace.

More than 20 show girls were selected one after another, and each group consisted of six people, making a total of four groups of show girls.

At that time, Qi Bingyu was bored. He took one look and waved away. Only Yin Zhe looked very comfortable. Later, he said that Yin Zhe's lips and teeth looked a bit like Lu Fushuang's, so he left a sign to be canonized as a nobleman.

Qi Bingyu is a king, and such things are usually forgotten in a blink of an eye. After he favored Yin Zhi once, he never saw her again. Eight years later, when he heard her name again, he felt a little familiar. No.

"Your Majesty Xuan Zhe has an audience!" Qi Bingyu frowned, slapped the table angrily to silence everyone, and then gave serious instructions.

Eunuch He Sheng quickly blessed his body: "Yes."

With that said, he hurriedly ran out.

Xia Rongxin knelt in the center of the hall. When He Sheng passed by her, she felt a gust of wind whistling by, and then she sat down helplessly, her whole body trembling and weak.

Seeing this, Liang Huanqing and Qi Wangshu quickly supported Xia Rongxin. Just as Qi Wangshu was panicking and preparing to ask his father to appoint an imperial doctor, Liang Huanqing could no longer care about it. She quickly stood up and followed Eunuch He Sheng out. He looked at the door, then looked at the Shentu Imperial Physician and said, "Come and treat me quickly!"

As expected, the Shentu Imperial Physician had been looking at her back. When he saw Liang Huanqing calling him, he ran up the steps without thinking.

Qi Bingyu watched all this without saying a word. He could see that Mei Guifei was weak, so that was fine. He didn't need to say anything more.

Imperial Physician Shentu ran up, bowed to the emperor and all the gentlemen present, and then knelt down to diagnose Mei Guifei's pulse seriously.

The surroundings were quiet, the emperor was sitting on the dragon throne with a serious face, and the civil and military officials did not dare to say anything. While waiting for He Sheng to summon Lord Zhe to come, everyone in the Qinzheng Palace had their own evil intentions.

Some people were thinking about why Mr. Zhi would do this, and some were worried whether this matter would affect them. The envoys were just watching the excitement, wanting to see what would happen next.

Lu Gaohong was only thinking about where Qin Yuandao was and what he was doing. Lu Huiling looked proud as if he had a chance to win. Qi Jingyang didn't know anything, so he was also surprised as to why Mr. Zhe was like this.

He Sheng was carrying a young eunuch behind him. He was He Sheng's apprentice. He Sheng named him He Yu. At this time, the heavy snow still did not stop. He Yu held an umbrella for He Sheng, and the two of them walked quickly to Lanyuan Pavilion. go.

The two of them walked for a while with solemn faces. Suddenly He Sheng slipped and fell. He Yu quickly supported the master with quick eyesight and hands, and then said: "Master, be careful! It's snowy. If you can participate in the feast, I won't bother you." The old man ran away like this."

He Sheng was so frightened that he quickly slapped his chest. How could his old bones withstand such a fall? Fortunately, He Yu quickly supported him. Although it was snowing, He Sheng's head was still leaking blood. Beads of frightened sweat.

"Oh... it's really... who knew we would encounter such a thing... this year!... Sigh..." He Sheng shook his head, and without much rest, He Yu supported him and walked slowly towards Lanyuan Pavilion.

Lanyuan Pavilion is far away from the Qinzheng Palace. He Sheng, who was always with the emperor, had never been here before. This is probably a forgotten corner of the palace.

"Master, tell me... why did Mr. Zhi want to harm Concubine Mei?" He Yu supported He Sheng and walked slowly, but he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart. "Normally, Mr. Zhi doesn't like anyone else." There are many interactions with the empress in the palace, let alone any festivals with Concubine Mei..."

He Yu entered the palace since he was a child and has always been by He Sheng's side, just like He Sheng's own son. But even though he was used to these intrigues, He Yu still couldn't figure out why Mr. Zhe did what he did.

He Sheng sighed, looked at He Yu, shook his head and said, "Who said that Mr. Zhi wanted to harm Concubine Mei."

"What? Isn't it? Concubine Mei said it herself, it was Guiren Zhi who framed her behind her back." He Yu was a little surprised and didn't know why He Sheng would say such a thing, "Then Master, please tell me why. Isn’t this move by noble Lord Zhi harmful to Concubine Mei?”

There was a scheming look in He Sheng's eyes. He looked at He Yu and said, "The purpose of Lady Zhi is not Concubine Mei, but this feast... Her purpose... is to destroy this feast..."

He Yu was taken aback. His eyes widened. He never expected that Lady Zhi would have such an idea. Why would she, a concubine who lived in a simple life in the palace, have such a outrageous plan?

"Why, Master?" He Yu asked quickly, "Why did Mr. Zhi do this?"

"If Noble Lady Zhi wants to harm Concubine Mei, there is no need to use such an obvious method. Besides, she and Concubine Mei don't interact with each other on weekdays, and there are no grudges between her mother's family. This can only mean that Noble Lady Zhe wants to ruin this feast. It just happens that the person in charge of the feast is Concubine Mei." He Sheng frowned slightly, and at the same time he was also thinking about why Concubine Zhi did this.

"Why is Mr. Zhi..." He Yu didn't get the answer he wanted, so he kept asking.

"If I knew, then I wouldn't come here to send a message. Really, be careful with your words and deeds! What did master teach you?" He Sheng was a little angry and scolded He Yu.

He Yu quickly lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He just supported He Sheng calmly and walked towards Lanyuan Pavilion.

In the Lanyuan Pavilion, Lady Zhi was sitting in her bedroom, with Ah Xun standing behind her. She had dressed up and was preparing to wait for the emperor's summons.

She knew that the emperor would definitely summon her, so she was waiting.

Ah Xun also calmed down, looking as if he was ready to die.

Zhi Guiren sat on the edge of the bed, closing his eyes and remembering the scene during the draft, and the mood he felt when he was honored by the emperor that night. The candlelight flickered, just like the night in the wedding room.
Chapter completed!