Aunt Ying was beaten until she fell to the ground and her lips were bleeding.
She pushed away the palace attendant who came to help her, struggled to stand up, and glared at Mu Yunhan angrily: "No, it's not the old slave, it's you and Gu Fenglin!"
"You have forgotten how you were begging for mercy when you first entered the palace. Once you gained power, you teamed up with others to plot against the empress. This is ungrateful!"
Mu Yunhan sneered: "I won't compete with you. You and your master only have your own eyes. You can't see the world or the general trend.
It is reasonable to end up like this. I have nothing to say to people like you. Get out! I don’t want to see you again!"
"You!" Aunt Ying wanted to continue arguing unwillingly.
Mu Yunhan looked at Zhifang: "Go and tell the Empress Dowager that Aunt Ying has made Your Majesty angry and now she wants to make Your Majesty angry to death. Ask her whether she cares."
Zhifang is in a dilemma: "This..."
Mu Yunhan smiled: "Okay, I won't embarrass you, Xiaomi, go ahead!"
"Yes!" Xiaomi turned around to leave, but Aunt Ying said unwillingly: "I'll go by myself!"
For such a serious crime, no matter how much the Empress Dowager trusted her, she would not be spared lightly.
Aunt Ying took away most of the palace people, and the room became quiet again.
After the imperial physician finished diagnosing the pulse, he whispered to Mu Yunhan: "It was originally getting better, but this time not only has the energy accumulated before been exhausted, but most of it has been damaged. I'm afraid..."
Mu Yunhan understood what he meant: "Try your best."
The imperial doctor just sighed.
Mu Yunhan called him again: "Go and show the Imperial Concubine."
At this time, Concubine Xi Tai had stopped making trouble and was sitting in the corner with her knees in her arms, dazed, holding something tightly in her hand.
Xiaomi and Mu Yunhan walked over and asked her to hand over her hand to the imperial doctor to check her pulse, but she never let go.
Mu Yunhan looked again and saw that what she was holding tightly in her hand was a tiger-head shoe worn by a child.
When she was making trouble before, she didn't have this in her hand, but now she has it, which means she keeps it close to her body.
Mu Yunhan was also a mother. When she saw this, she couldn't help but feel sad. She whispered to Xiaomi: "Go and find out what happened."
"Qing'er is dead." Concubine Xi looked back at her with a straight look in her eyes: "She sent to me a few days ago to tell me that she wanted to take Qing'er over to stay with His Majesty.
Your Majesty is a good boy, kind and considerate. I am willing. Qing'er also likes his brother, but he did not go back after sending him.
I asked people to inquire, and they said that Qing'er was not seen here at all, but someone saw the child being sent out.
I was afraid, so I came to beg to see her, but she didn't see me... Instead, someone locked me up, which made me feel bad. I spent all my savings, and someone told me that Qing'er was gone!
The day he was picked up from me, he was sent outside the palace. He was originally planned to be raised elsewhere, but he started to have diarrhea the next day.
Then, then, he was gone... gone... My good child, the lively child, has not lived a good life since he was born...
Why do you treat him like this? He is her grandson..."
Concubine Xi started to cry again and couldn't stop crying. The imperial doctor didn't look good, so he just prescribed some tranquilizers.
When Concubine Xi heard that she needed to take medicine, she shook her head vigorously: "If I don't take it, I will die if I take it. If I die, no one will remember Qing'er anymore."
Mu Yunhan had no choice but to ask someone to send her back, otherwise Yan'er would not be able to live in peace if she caused trouble here.