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Chapter 158: The Wasted Concubine 3

revenge!

This is simply naked, naked, naked revenge

snort!

I have never seen such a narrow-minded man!

"Your Majesty, these are the sixteen pieces of Shu brocade newly acquired by the Shu Brocade Bureau. I would like to ask you how to distribute them properly."

The people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs now bothered her with big and small things. For a moment, Qin Wan'er felt that she could use the word housekeeper to describe her current situation.

It’s really annoying to ask her about everything!

"According to past practice, don't ask me for advice on such routine matters in the future." Qin Wan'er looked at the salary list of the palace maids impatiently, flipped through it casually, and said casually.

"Yes." The people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs quickly bowed and retreated.

Cao An hurriedly ran in from outside the palace, and saw Qin Wan'er being surrounded by people who were talking back and making trouble. His face was dripping with sweat, and he didn't care about the rules. He stepped forward and knelt down and said:

"Your Majesty, something serious has happened. The emperor suddenly fainted when he went to court today. The imperial doctor diagnosed and treated the emperor for being infected with smallpox."

"What?!"

Murong Shun was infected with smallpox?!

Qin Wan'er was shocked and the tea cup in her hand broke to the ground.

How could it be like this... Could it be that you got the infection from taking care of the children in the past few days? "Quickly, show up at Taiqian Palace"

Without thinking about it, Qin Wan'er quickly ordered the palace attendants around her to rush over.

But at this moment in the Taiqian Palace, the imperial doctors were like ants on a hot pot, running around anxiously.

There is no airtight wall in the world. The news that the emperor had smallpox spread quickly, causing panic in the court. Now, people have a high chance of dying from smallpox infection. The imperial doctors thought about the head on their neck. time, at a loss

"What's going on?" Qin Wan'er could still calm down a little. When she entered the palace, she saw that the imperial doctors were all discussing prescriptions in confusion, and she couldn't help but feel angry.

"Your Majesty, please see Concubine Shu." The imperial doctor and the palace officials bowed and knelt on the ground.

Qin Wan'er waved her hand slightly to signal for her to stand up. Then she saw that Murong Shun had pimples on his body. She knew something was wrong, "Don't panic yet. The emperor is protected by the gods. The dragon body is naturally fine."

Now that things have happened, we can only use things like ghosts and gods to stabilize everyone's minds. After hearing this, the imperial doctors and palace officials all claimed that it was...

Qin Wan'er looked at Murong Shun sleeping on the bed, her eyes couldn't help but shed tears, and she blamed herself to the extreme. If Heng'er hadn't been sick, Murong Shun wouldn't have been infected with the smallpox. Being able to put aside his own safety and stay with him in times of crisis, but that child is not his biological flesh and blood.

The palace people went to clean up and worship the goddess of pox. Two noble people in the palace got smallpox, which inevitably caused some rumors.

"The Imperial Concubine has arrived," the little eunuch's voice announced, which immediately shocked Qin Wan'er, who was immersed in self-blame.

Having been in the palace for a long time, I naturally know a lot about the personnel in the palace. Murong Shun's mother died young, and he was raised by the late emperor's concubine. Later, when Murong Shun ascended the throne, he wanted to make his adoptive mother the queen mother, but the system did not allow it. , and then she was named the highest-ranking imperial concubine.

This noble concubine has always been a person who eats fast and chants Buddha's name. She does not interact too much with the people in the harem. She even rarely attends the palace banquets in the palace.

Back when Murong Shun was wandering among the flowers and dreaming of death in the arms of beauties every day, the noble concubine did not ask any questions.


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