This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 345: The Suiyu Pavilion is deserted

After Zhen Huan returned from the cold palace, she gradually came out of her sadness, her mood calmed down, and her smart brain naturally became active.

These few days, she thought about it carefully and always felt that something was wrong.

The imperial physicians said that she had accidentally come into contact with oleander pollen, was pregnant with twins, and her body was weak before conception, which eventually led to the poison and harmed the baby in her belly.

However, she had a very good memory and remembered that before she accidentally touched the oleander, she had often felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Sometimes when she sat there, she would feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Is it normal to have difficulty breathing and feel chest tightness?

She remembered that during that period, it was Zhang Mi who checked her pulse, and Wen Shichu was often sent out by the emperor to deal with illnesses in the capital because of epidemics.

Zhang Mi was the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau. At that time, she asked Zhang Mi if her situation was normal. Zhang Mi said that everyone’s physical constitution is different, and maybe it was the first child, so it was normal to be extra tired.

"If you feel chest tightness, you can copy Buddhist scriptures frequently. Calligraphy and Buddhist scriptures may help you regulate your breathing and relieve chest tightness."

While Zhang Mi's words were still ringing in his ears, Liu Zhu and Huan Bi came in, holding in their hands all the things they had used before their miscarriage.

From the combs and nail polish used in daily life to the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone that he usually uses, to the Buddhist scriptures that he often copies and recites silently, they are all before his eyes.

Ever since she had a miscarriage, and because it was discovered that the comb and osmanthus hair oil she used were stained with oleander powder, the emperor ordered that all the things she used be replaced.

Your Majesty...Zhen Huan thought about the man she had entrusted her true heart to, it seemed like she hadn't seen him for a long time. She heard that the Emperor's favorite recently was Lingrong.

Be it Lingrong, among the three of them, she, Sister Mei and Lingrong, it is finally Lingrong's turn to come forward.

But, is Lingrong really that busy? Since her miscarriage, perhaps Lingrong has not been to Suiyuxuan.

Zhen Huan felt a little bitter in her heart. Even the love between sisters could not compare to Jun's grace.

As sisters, she is the one who has lost her temper and Lingrong is in favor, so she always feels a little uncomfortable.

That’s it, that’s it.

Zhen Huan's gaze slowly moved from Liu Zhu's hand to Huan Bi's hand.

His eyes fell on the "evidence", the comb stained with oleander pollen.

Zhen Huan picked up the comb through the handkerchief and looked carefully at the wooden texture. Huanbi thought that the thing was unlucky and could not help but call out "My Lady" and tried to stop her.

"Jingxi, tell me, did Fu Cha really agree to do this?" Zhen Huan retracted her spreading emotions and returned to the matter of miscarriage.

"My lady, do you also think this matter is suspicious?" Jin Xi has been thinking about it for a long time these days, and feels that this matter seems to have come to a conclusion, but in fact, there are doubts everywhere.

If Fu Cha promised to poison his mistress because he was resentful of her because she was favored when she had a miscarriage last year, then how could he send his personal maid to do such dirty things in the palace?

Once something happens, there is no room for excuses.

Besides, Fu Cha agreed to become pregnant again not long after her miscarriage last year, but because of the epidemic, the pregnancy did not look very good.

At this critical moment when she is about to give birth, it is really unreasonable for a woman to ignore the child she is about to give birth to and take revenge for the child she has never met.

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fu Cha promised that his appearance was not good, so how could he have the time and energy to work on other things?

"Even if she hates me, she can wait until after the baby is born before doing anything to me. Why would she do something evil when the pregnancy is so advanced?"

Women are weak by nature, but they become strong when they become mothers. This move is really not very wise.

It's a thankless job. I heard that her senior maid is still serving in the Ministry of Punishment. Fu Cha Da Ying was demoted from a noble lady to a lady and was also under house arrest.

After giving birth to the child, she will have to live in the cold palace.

Would a person really be so stupid as to kill eight hundred enemies and lose a thousand of his own?

If others saw it, this would naturally be a gratifying ending where the bad guys were brought to justice.

If it were someone else, someone else? Someone else?

If you really think of yourself as a spectator, the palace will have lost an heir to the throne and two pregnant concubines at once.

Now there is only one that is still intact.

If someone benefits, then who is the real mastermind behind the scenes...?

Zhen Huan suddenly slammed the table as if an idea had struck her.

Could it be... ?

Zhen Huan's eyes moved, she frowned, and put the wooden comb back.

"Young lady, have you thought of anything?" Jin Xi asked.

"Fucha and I both suffered in this matter, so who is benefiting from this result now?"

"The most favored one at the moment is Miss Lingrong..." Huanbi said suddenly.

Her mistress has had a miscarriage now, and the emperor is not coming anymore. As a result, the servants from various palaces also look down on their Sui Yuxuan. But as for the Yanx Palace, although there are guards, the servants and maids still rush forward like dogs. It is true that when one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit.

When Huanbi thought about this, she became angry.

When the young lady was pregnant, An Changzai came to Suiyuxuan often, calling her the elder sister more important than the younger sister. She felt annoyed having to serve her every day.

Now, Suiyuxuan is deserted. An Changzai rides in the sedan chair bestowed by the emperor, but has never passed by Suiyuxuan.

"I think that we need to wait and see about this matter. If that person is quite scheming, and is killing three birds with one stone, Miss An might be just trying to deceive people?" Jin Xi expressed her opinion.

Since entering the palace, Miss An has been in frequent contact with her master. Although she was a little sensitive, suspicious and petty when she first entered the palace, after seeing Miss An expose the secret of the quilt that day, Jin Xi felt that Miss An might be worthy of trust.

"Jingxi is right. Let's wait and see." Although Zhen Huan felt bitter about Lingrong's favor, she always felt that it shouldn't be Lingrong.

Often what is most likely is the least likely.

"Why aren't the scriptures I copied here?" After expressing her doubts, the master and servants analyzed the situation, and Zhen Huan felt a little relieved.

Only now did I notice that I had all the pens, ink and inkstones I needed during pregnancy, except for paper.

The pine soot ink was made by the top craftsmen in Huizhou. The emperor gave it to me specially because he saw that I loved copying scriptures.

But now...

"My lady forgot that you said before that you would send all the copied scriptures to the Fahua Hall and have the master perform a ritual to burn them for the little prince whom you have never met. After my lady had a miscarriage, I sent them there to be burned. It just so happens that the batch of scripture paper sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs has also been used up."

"So that's how it is." Zhen Huan felt that there was nothing to be learned from these things, so she let go.

"This pine soot ink is rare. It was specially awarded by the emperor. It is not used much now. My lady, why don't you use this ink to write a poem and let me send it to the emperor?" Liu Zhu was smart and tried to coax Zhen Huan with a smile.