If it had never happened before, let's forget it. Now that she has lived in Yuxiu Palace...then she cannot lose this child no matter what!
"I must, no, I must, I must keep this child!" Concubine Jing's hand gripped Akui's wrist harder and harder, and she even threatened incoherently: "If you don't help me, I will
Go and tell His Majesty that you did it deliberately and with ulterior motives... intending to murder the emperor's heir!"
Akui's face turned pale after hearing this.
What kind of sudden and unreasonable disaster is this?
...Is Concubine Jing crazy?
She could only advise: "Mother, please calm down. If you are emotionally unstable, sad or angry, it will be detrimental to the care of the fetus... Don't worry, I will do my best."
Xu Mingyi, who was waiting outside the dormitory, faintly heard Concubine Jing's threat just now and couldn't help but frown slightly.
For being able to say such words, Concubine Jing really deserves a stupid and bad comment.
But these words should only be heard as foolish words made out of urgency.
Right and wrong are not decided by her mouth.
Moreover, if the other party really reaches that point, they will never have the guts to offend the Zhenguo Government again.
In the dormitory, Akui reluctantly comforted Concubine Jing and wrote down the prescription for fetal rebirth.
But she knew very well whether the prescription was useful or not.
Judging from the pulse condition just now, it turns out that this prescription is unlikely to be useful anymore...
But the girl has already told her that no matter what, she will give you a decent prescription for fetal safety, and there is no need to say anything more.
Concubine Jing leaned on the lilac-colored pillow, closing her slightly trembling eyes, trying her best to suppress the uneasiness tumbling in her heart.
But the more this happened, the more she felt pain in her lower abdomen, followed by the rapidly spreading tension and fear that swept through her body.
At this time, a palace maid whispered through the curtain: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Master has arrived."
Concubine Jing immediately opened her eyes: "Please come in quickly!"
The palace maid responded "yes" and withdrew.
After a while, a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes and holding a whisk in his arm walked into the hall and stood outside the bead curtain.
Xu Mingyi on the side subconsciously glanced away.
It turns out that this is Taoist Xuanqing, the current national master - the Taoist Wu Chao had previously hired to act together.
He looked like he had some immortal spirit. If she hadn't known very well how the other party entered the Xuanqing Palace and how he got into the position of Imperial Master, she might have felt that there was indeed some Dao under his skin.
But facts have proven that most of the people who are really capable are ordinary people like Mr. Yao and Mr. Fang. They set up a fortune-telling stall at the end of the street, and no one came forward to tell their fortunes for a long time. Finally, someone came to take a look.
One look at him and he said "another charlatan".
"Master, please take a closer look at Yuxiu Palace, which has been uninhabited for a long time, to see if there are any evil things..."
Concubine Jing's nervous voice came through the bead curtain: "I heard that many years ago, a former imperial concubine lived here and she had a miscarriage!"
The imperial master was very worried after hearing this.
A former imperial concubine?
This must have happened at least several decades ago.
Why not just start counting from the beginning of Pangu?
If we really want to calculate it this way, there is no land under our feet where no one has died thousands of years ago.
This Concubine Jing has invited him over four or five times. He has also posted the talisman where it should be, and moved the decorations that should be moved...If this continues, he really has nothing to show for it.
Yes.
As for whether there is something evil——
That must not be the case.
Once it is said that it exists, if it cannot be driven away, wouldn't it mean that it will destroy its reputation?
Although he carries this signature on his shoulders, he can hardly carry it anymore...
There is no way, the starting point is too high, the signboard is too big and heavy.
Unfortunately, there was no follow-up, and apart from the lightning strike on Fengtian Temple, there was no other good work that could be produced.
There were even a few times when he made predictions for His Majesty and almost overturned the situation. Fortunately, he came back in time.
But even so, he could feel that His Majesty's attitude had begun to change, and he was far less valued than before. Especially the several old Taoist priests in Xuanqing Hall, who were still working hard at their age.
Want to be on top!
What we are living today is truly a time of internal and external troubles.
However, Concubine Jing was still so unstoppable that she seemed to be keeping an eye on him.
But even after he arrived, he could only deal with it with some vague words, and then asked the palace maid to put a basin of water in a corner of the palace, and told him to replace it with running water at noon every day.
"I wonder what the purpose of doing this is?" Concubine Jing asked through the bead curtain.
The imperial master said in an enigmatic tone: "Your Majesty, just ask people to do as you are told. Wait a few days and I will come back to see if any strange phenomena have occurred."
As for the intention, he is really tired from knitting these past few days, so let him take a breather and rest.
Concubine Jing solemnly responded and repeatedly told the palace maid not to forget the time to change the water every day.
After being pestered and asked some more questions, the Imperial Master was finally able to leave Yuxiu Palace.
After being escorted out of the palace by the palace maid and walking a certain distance, the Imperial Master let out a long sigh.
However, at this moment, a girl's voice suddenly came into my ears——
"Master, please stay."
It was dark everywhere, but he didn't expect someone to be there. The Taoist was slightly startled, but his face immediately returned to calmness. He looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a master and a servant walking out of the depths of the path beside him.
The person walking in front was the little girl whom I had just seen in the hall.
He patiently waited for the other person to speak first.
"Would the Imperial Master be interested in talking to me?" The girl stood still three to five steps away from him.
When the Imperial Master heard this, he was confused in his heart, and asked with a calm expression on his face: "I wonder if the girl is..."
"I would like to thank the Imperial Master for his cooperation in the previous case of Xia Han——"
"..." The Imperial Master's eyes changed drastically when he heard this. He glanced around quickly before taking two steps forward and lowering his voice: "Who is this girl? You are in the palace, so please be careful what you say!"
However, the little girl just calmly took out something from her sleeve, held it in her hand and showed it to him: "Now there is an opportunity to help the Imperial Master consolidate the emperor's heart. I wonder if the Imperial Master is willing to listen?"
"..."
Looking at the jade pendant, the Imperial Master was shocked, but almost wanted to cry.
God, it turns out that Wu Shisun still remembers such a person as him!
Since entering the palace, Wu Shisun has not looked for him again. Whenever he is too busy to scratch his feet, he can't help but wonder, thinking that he is also a national teacher after all, why is there no place where Wu Shisun can use him?
What? Does this make sense?
And the longer time went by, the more he realized a fact——
Wu Shisun may indeed not need him.
But he needs Wu Shisun!
At this time, looking at the little girl in front of him, there was only one voice in his head - finally there is homework to copy!
"My grandson, if you have any instructions, please tell me. I am all ears!"
