mtl008 Chapter 157 Reconciliation
Chapter 157 Reconciliation
Huanbi thought about using less powder next time. It was very tiring when the emperor went crazy, and her throat was almost ruined.
She fell into a deep sleep in a daze and didn't know that the emperor beside her had been tossing and turning for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.
When the emperor was woken up by Su Peisheng, he was still a little dizzy.
After coming to his senses, he woke up Huanbi who was sleeping soundly.
"Hurry up and help me wash up."
"I obey your command."
Huanbi carefully helped the emperor dress and made a suggestion in a hoarse voice.
"I see that Your Majesty's throat is a little uncomfortable. Could you please get me some more throat-clearing pills?"
"I'm fine, my dear, please rest well."
The emperor, who had suffered a heart attack, walked out of Suiyuxuan with a dark face.
That night, Zhen Huan waited in the main hall until dark, but did not see the emperor.
"Aunt Jinxi, have you found out where the emperor is resting?"
"Reporting to Her Majesty, no news has been released. The Emperor should be resting in the Yangxin Palace."
"But I heard that the emperor went to Chuxiu Palace during the day."
"Okay, I understand."
Zhen Huan gently touched the still numb purple-black bulge, and suddenly remembered that she had returned to the palace for two days and had not contacted Chuxiu Palace yet.
"Aunt Jinxi, pack up the clothes I made in the garden. Let's go to Chuxiu Palace tomorrow."
She wrote two letters back to the palace in the garden, but never received a reply from Sister Mei, and was very worried.
The next morning, Zhen Huan, wearing a veil, stepped into the gate of Chuxiu Palace.
"Caiyue, is Sister Mei here?"
"Reporting to Lady Wanpin, my master has been feeling uneasy lately and is copying Buddhist scriptures in the study."
Caiyue replied with a smile.
I hope Concubine Wan will be more sensible and try not to disturb the master.
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned, and Zhen Huan chuckled.
"Then I must see the Buddhist scriptures copied by Sister Mei."
As he spoke, he walked directly into the main hall and turned right into the study.
"Huan'er is here?"
Shen Meizhuang put down the pen in her hand and greeted him gently and politely.
"Sister Mei, why are you so haggard?"
Shen Meizhuang, who was standing in front of the desk, had dark circles under her eyes and her cheeks had become much thinner.
When Zhen Huan stepped forward to grab someone, her hand fell free. She then realized that Shen Meizhuang seemed a little distant from her.
Her mind was racing, thinking about things she had once overlooked.
"Huan'er, I'm cold and I'm afraid I'll freeze you."
"Let's go out and have some tea to warm ourselves up."
Shen Meizhuang interrupted Zhen Huan's thoughts and gently led the person out.
"Sister Mei, we haven't seen each other for two months. Why do you seem to have changed a lot? Was it too hard during the pregnancy?"
Zhen Huan tested calmly.
In her impression, Sister Mei talks to her about everything, and only by asking the crux of the problem can it be solved as soon as possible.
"Huan'er, this pregnancy has been really tough for me. I'm not feeling very energetic. Please forgive me."
Doctor Chen, who was contacted at home, said that she had inhaled a large amount of blood-activating substances, which might be harmful to the dragon fetus.
They searched the main hall and found a lot of dirty things hidden in the curtains, palace dresses, chairs and the pots of their favorite marigolds.
In order to protect the dragon fetus in her belly, she has been soaking in medicine jars for the past two months, and has to swallow countless bitter medicine juices every time she opens her eyes.
Caixing took the opportunity to say that after the master moved to Chuxiu Palace, he only had contact with Suiyuxuan.
The meaning was very clear. She directly put the blame on the Concubine Wan, whom she disliked.
Shen Meizhuang already had some grievances against Zhen Yuandao because of the Liu Bin incident, and after Caixing's occasional persuasion, she became suspicious of Zhen Huan.
She was completely focused on the dragon fetus, so naturally she lost contact with Zhen Huan in the garden.
It turned out that the dragon fetus in her belly was too tiring, so Zhen Huan felt relieved.
She held Shen Meizhuang's hand with concern.
"Sister, have you asked the imperial physician to come and take a look?"
Shen Meizhuang shook her head weakly.
"I've already consulted the imperial physician, and he said I can only endure this."
"Sister Mei, if there is anything I can do for you, please tell me directly."
"My sister got startled by a horse and hit her head outside the palace, otherwise she would have come to visit me long ago."
As Zhen Huan spoke, she took off the veil she had been wearing.
The black and purple bump on the forehead, which was smeared with ointment, looked shiny and greasy, which was frightening to look at.
"Huan'er, what are you doing..."
"Sister, this is just a minor injury. The doctor said it will go away in a few days."
Zhen Huan's current appearance reminded Shen Meizhuang of the little girl who once blocked stones for her.
When Shen Meizhuang first arrived at her maternal grandparents' house, she was teased by the neighborhood children because she looked unfamiliar.
It was the first time Shen Meizhuang saw a child maliciously attacking someone, and she was stunned on the spot.
If Huan'er hadn't helped her, she would have been left with a scar on her face.
When she thought of this, her heart softened.
"Huan'er, you are still injured. Go back and recuperate as soon as possible."
Before Zhen Huan could answer, the light at the palace door dimmed.
It turned out that Caixing brought Doctor Chen to take the pulse.
"Your humble servant Chenpi from the Imperial Hospital pays homage to Concubine Hui and Concubine Wan."
"Doctor Chen, please excuse me. I've been feeling dizzy since getting up this morning. I'd be grateful if you could take a look at me."
The reason why Shen Meizhuang copied scriptures was because she heard that copying scriptures can make people calm and peaceful and is beneficial to health.
Zhen Huan turned her head when she sensed a figure.
By the time Imperial Physician Chen had paid his respects, she had already put on her veil and was sitting silently on the couch, watching Imperial Physician Chen take Shen Meizhuang's pulse.
After a long while, Doctor Chen frowned and spoke.
"Your Majesty Huipin, your pulse is weak and the pregnancy is not looking good. It is best for you to stay in bed and recuperate."
"The abortion-maintaining medicine is still the same as before. I will add some ginseng slices for a nourishing effect."
"Doctor Chen, can Sister Mei recover by taking ginseng?"
Zhen Huan interrupted suddenly.
"Empress Wanpin, ginseng can only be used for conditioning."
Doctor Chen didn't say anything more. The relationships between the concubines in the harem were complicated, and he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would cause unnecessary trouble.
Concubine Hui knew very well that whether this baby could survive depended entirely on God's will.
He had reported the matter to the Emperor yesterday, and Imperial Physician Zhang came to the same conclusion after examining the case.
The Empress's body was like a bottomless pit. Even though she had been prescribed tonic medicine, it had little effect.
After dinner, Zhen Huan personally entered the Chuxiu Palace again carrying a wooden box.
"Sister Mei, I have a fifty-year-old ginseng here, which I specially brought to you to nourish your body."
"Huan'er, this is something your aunt left for you to save your life. I can't accept it."
The ginseng of the noble families in the capital mostly comes from the royal aura of the White Mountains and Black Waters.
The imperial court had strict control over ginseng, and the Zhen family must have paid a huge price for this piece of ginseng.
Shen Meizhuang refused directly.
In a letter home, my mother said that my father had asked a close colleague to inquire about ginseng, and it would be delivered to the palace soon.
She had no need to use such a precious thing from the Zhen family.
"Sister Mei, ginseng is a dead thing. If it can help you, mother will agree with Huan'er doing this."
After Zhen Huan's repeated persuasion, Shen Meizhuang had no choice but to accept the ginseng.
Before Zhen Huan left, Shen Meizhuang packed her a box full of lotus root powder and osmanthus sugar cakes.