Murong Yan's almost desperate scream reached Queen Su's ears.
Queen Su's whole body was shocked, and a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in her eyes.
Yes! After the prince drank the tea, the medicinal properties took effect, and he and Murong Yan had sex. What if God showed mercy and left blood in Murong Yan's belly...
Queen Su couldn't make a sound in her throat and quickly glanced at Mushroom Zi.
In this world, the person who understands Empress Su best is none other than Muzhi. With just one glance, Mouzi understood Empress Su's thoughts.
Muzi sighed in her heart, the look on her face softened slightly, and she called a few palace servants in a deep voice: "Send Murong's concubine back to the prison. No one is allowed to come even half a step closer."
"Three meals a day should include meat and vegetables so that Concubine Murong can eat enough."
Several stout and powerful palace servants responded, picked up Murong Yan, who was limp and weak from crying, and dragged her out.
Queen Su was stunned for a moment, then suddenly leaned against Mushi Zi's side, her tears welling up and soaking a small piece of Mushroom Zi's clothes.
Mushroom Zi was filled with sadness. She stretched out her arms to hug her frail and helpless master, and comforted her in a low voice: "Let's keep this cheap servant alive for a few more days. We'll see what happens after more than a month. If she's not pregnant, I'll cut her into pieces."
To offer sacrifice to His Highness the Prince’s spirit in heaven.”
In fact, Zhao Xiyan couldn't eat, so she forced herself to eat. If she also fell, there wouldn't even be a backbone in the mourning hall.
Everyone was eating steamed buns and drinking cold water, so they couldn't help but move around and talk. Xu Ying quietly came over and didn't attract much attention.
The hosta nodded invisibly, came close to Zhao Xiyan's ear, and whispered: "Prince Concubine, the Queen ordered Concubine Murong to be brought here, but for some reason she was put back in the prison."
Unfortunately, there is no other way. At this time, she must hold on.
Murong Yan tried her best to wipe away her tears with her sleeves, and touched her flat belly tremblingly. Then she clasped her hands together and silently prayed to God.
It has been three days since she entered the palace. During these three days, Xu Fang, Xu Zhi, and Xu Ying also came to the palace one after another to kneel down. Xiao Guoer and Xiao Hua were too small to be carried into the palace, so they were left in the palace to be cared for by the nannies.
take care of.
The palace people carried a basket of steamed buns and a bucket of cold water into the mourning hall. During the prince's funeral, everyone in the palace had to eat cold food, without any trace of meat or fish.
Queen Su was not here, and Su Huan was lying on the bed. The only person in the East Palace who could take charge was her, the Crown Princess of Beihai.
Zhao Xiyan put down the steamed bun in her hand and whispered: "Third Sister, have you eaten?"
She had not been able to feed her child for three days, and her chest had been swollen and she felt very uncomfortable.
Zhao Xiyan glanced at her, called two palace attendants, and ordered: "You can help Madam down to rest, and ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look."
Now, everything is over.
She was dragged back to the prison, and the iron door was locked with heavy iron chains. The palace guards guarding the prison door quickly left.
Zhao Xiyan took a bite of the steamed bun, chewed it slowly and swallowed it.
Zhao Xiyan came back to her senses in an instant, turned around and saw that Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, who was over sixty years old and had white hair, had fainted.
Therefore, she couldn't make a mistake, and she had to perform exceptionally well to gain more leverage for Xu Jing.
Zhao Xiyan responded softly: "I'm not tired. I just miss Xiao Guo'er and Xiao Hua'er."
Murong Yan sat sluggishly on the ground. After a long time, her stiff limbs gained strength, and the previous scene came to her mind.
She was not panicked or worried. She even hoped that Queen Su would get her wish. The prince really had blood left in the world.
The probability of being happy once is extremely low. However, there is always a glimmer of hope. Therefore, Empress Su endured her anger and let Murong Yan continue to live in the world.
If you want to wear a crown, you must first accept its weight. This principle applies not only to Xu Jing, but also to Zhao Xiyan. So many people inside and outside the mourning hall, so many pairs of eyes, are looking at her.
Among the ladies of Gaoming who came to the palace to kneel in mourning, Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Civil Affairs was not the oldest. However, this lady had been sick all year round. She had only knelt in the mourning hall for two days and she couldn't hold on any longer.
In the past two days, I have learned that in addition to being beautiful and talented, the Crown Princess of Beihai has many other advantages: she is calm, steady, strong and soft.
Murong Yan suddenly covered her face with her hands, and seemed to be laughing and crying. Soon, tears welled up from between her fingers.
The sky became dark again.
She married into the Eastern Palace. No matter how cold the prince treated her, he was still her husband and her support for the rest of her life. How could she want to kill her husband?
She listened obsessively to her mother's instigation and drugged the prince's tea, but... she just didn't want to be left out, she wanted to get close to the prince, she wanted to conceive and have an heir as soon as possible, she wanted to win the prince's favor and the queen's favor, she wanted to outdo Su Huan,
I want to become the Crown Princess of the East Palace...
She didn't want to kill the prince.
In the next half day, two more elderly and frail old ladies were helped to rest.
Queen Su's shoulders trembled, she stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears and nodded.
A man from the East Palace quietly walked up to the hosta and whispered a few words.
"I ate half a steamed bun." Xu Ying lowered her voice and said, "I really have no appetite and can't eat it."
Unless, she is pregnant with the blood of the prince.
Zhao Xiyan nodded slightly, his eyes flashing slightly.
A figure came quietly.
…
Seeing this, Xu Ying felt quite distressed and whispered: "Yue Ya'er, you have worked hard these days."
There was a commotion in the mourning hall.
At this time, Murong Yan was like a fish that was put on a chopping board and thrown into the water, surviving temporarily. The fear and excitement of escaping from death made her mind go blank.
"If she is really pregnant, let her give birth to the child and then send her to hell."
The prince suffered a heart attack and died. Her dream came to nothing. What awaited her would be an irreversible end.
Zhao Xiyan silently picked up the steamed bun and ate it slowly.
Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Civil Affairs was quickly helped down.
If this continues, the milk will swell back, and even if she wants to feed the baby, she will have no more milk. Thinking about it, she feels sorry for the baby.
In short, Murong Yan will definitely die.
A little mistake will be magnified infinitely.
The kneeling ladies felt much more at ease when they saw Zhao Xiyan's behavior. The Crown Princess of Beihai used to live in seclusion and rarely interacted with people. Everyone only knew that she was beautiful, but they were not familiar with her temperament.
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Empress Su, who experienced the severe pain of losing her son, was willing to spare Murong Yan. The reason is not difficult to guess.
The two palace men accepted the order meekly.
Xu Ying reached out and held Zhao Xiyan's hand: "Don't worry, before I entered the palace, I specifically asked the nanny to take good care of the child these days. I will leave all the maids around me with the child, and the nannies will never dare to be careless.
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Zhao Xiyan hummed and continued to eat steamed buns and drink cold water.
Xu Ying was silent for a moment, then lowered her voice and said: "Yue Ya'er, I heard that Murong Yan, that wretched maid, was taken out of the heavenly prison. Instead of killing her, the Queen actually let her go back to the heavenly prison."
