The rebirth of a concubine: Gong Du will become the Queen Mother

The imperial concubine's face showed confusion at first, and then she asked eagerly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty suspects that Concubine Chen's involvement was arranged by my father behind the scenes?"

Lu Zhaolin looked at her with deep eyes and asked, "Isn't it?"

The imperial concubine propped up her arms, sat up, and said sincerely: "This matter must not be the fault of my father. Concubine Chen has made a contribution to the rescue, so even if I let my concubine give up the position of the imperial concubine to her, she is also willing to do so."

My concubine’s father has always been loyal to His Majesty and the court. On this matter, I must have the same idea as Chen Concubine. How could I arrange for people to play Concubine Chen?

That Minister of Rites, on the surface he is a disciple of my concubine’s father, but secretly he is not sure who he was instructed by. Please tell me clearly. "

After saying that, she knelt down on the bed and looked at Lu Zhaolin with a look of grievance on her face.

Lu Zhaolin held her arm and said, "Okay, I didn't say anything. Your father must have arranged this. You are still pregnant, so lie down soon."

There seemed to be tears in the eyes of the imperial concubine: "Your Majesty, please investigate this matter carefully. I dare to swear that this matter must have nothing to do with my father."

I don’t know if Lu Zhaolin believed it or not. He just nodded and said, "I understand."

When Lu Zhaolin's figure left the Xingyue Pavilion, the imperial concubine grabbed the soft pillow on the bed and threw it to the ground.

Then, her face turned pale instantly, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

"Your Majesty!" Xianyue was startled: "My servant ordered someone to ask for the imperial doctor."

"No!" The imperial concubine stopped her.

His Majesty had just left the Xingyue Pavilion when she invited the imperial doctor. What does this mean? Does it express her dissatisfaction with the Holy One?

Her voice was low: "Don't alarm anyone, go and make me a bowl of anti-fetal medicine."

Xianyue wanted to persuade her again, but seeing that her face looked ugly, she had no choice but to agree.

When Xianyue came back with the anti-fetal medicine and fed it to the imperial concubine, Xiangying Juli and Lu Zhaolin were choosing a name for the eighth prince with Jiang Shiying.

Lu Zhaolin said: "I feel that the words chosen by the Ministry of Rites are a bit meaningless and not meaningful enough."

Jiang Shiying used his hand to read the booklet from the Ministry of Rites, and then looked at the piece of paper he had written on his own, and said with a smile: "Compared with the ones your Majesty carefully selected, they are naturally inferior."

Lu Zhaolin asked her: "Of these words, which one does Ah Ying like more?"

Jiang Shiying thought for a while and then said: "Aying likes this origin character the most."

Lu Zhaolin said: "Qiyuan, the origin of enlightening people's ears and eyes, and the origin of the law. My favorite is also the word 'source'."

Having said this, he reached out to Yao Xingde and said, "Bring me the ink pen."

After a while, the word "source" was gently circled. And this piece of paper was sent to the Ministry of Rites.

The eighth prince was safe, and from then on he had his own name - Lu Qiyuan.

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The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was September 16th, the day of the full moon.

Due to her health being injured due to premature birth, Jiang Shiying was ordered by Zhao Yuanshi and Aunt Wan to wait for two months before leaving the house. Ping An was weak and the full moon feast was postponed to October 16th.

However, on September 16th, Xiangying Curie was still very lively.

Except for the concubine who was still in bed, all the concubines in the palace gathered in front of Jiang Shiying's bed.

Even He Meiren, who was originally grounded, was thoughtfully sent by the queen to be taken to the garden just over ten days after her grounding period was over.

This grounding and demotion, in the end, suppressed He Meiren's arrogance.

Now, she stood behind the empress, leaning her neck to look at Jiang Shiying and Ping An in her arms, and said in a flattering tone: "Even in confinement, Concubine Chen is still as beautiful as she is in heaven. Our eighth prince has also inherited the concubine's legacy. She has good looks and is very popular at first glance.”

Jiang Shiying glanced at her, smiled and said nothing.

He Meiren didn't feel embarrassed either, and always had a flattering smile on her face.

Not long after, Jiang Shiying asked the wet nurse to carry Ping An back to the wing.

The queen and others did not stay long, said a few more words, and then left one after another.

On the contrary, Concubine Yu did not go out with the others and stayed until the end.

The door was closed from the outside and the room became quiet.

"Is there something wrong with Sister Yufei?" Jiang Shiying asked.

Concubine Yu nodded and said bluntly: "I want to remind you to be careful with Concubine Ning."

"Oh?" Jiang Shiying raised her eyebrows, with a hint of confusion in her tone.

Concubine Jade said: "In the past few days, Concubine Ning has been very close to the Queen. The fourth prince often goes to the Queen to pay her respects."

Jiang Shiying smiled: "Thank you, Sister Yufei, for reminding me."

Seeing that she had listened, Concubine Yu said no more and stood up to leave.

A Yuan sent Concubine Yu out, and when she came back, she saw Jiang Shiying lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

She put down the tent gently, turned off the lights, and sat down not far away to watch.

Jiang Shiying didn't sleep well this time. She was half asleep and half awake when she suddenly heard a rumbling sound, which woke her up.

"A Yuan." She called softly.

Ah Yuan lit the lamp, stepped forward and opened the curtain, and said, "Is the queen awake?"

Jiang Shiying nodded and asked her, "Is it raining? I seemed to hear thunder just now."

Hongying happened to come in from outside, heard her words, and replied: "It's not raining, it's thunder in a drought."

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After that, the days moved forward calmly.

This morning, after Ah Yuan entered the door, he seemed to casually send out all the people waiting in the room.

Then, he quickly walked to Jiang Shiying's bed and whispered: "Mother, there are rumors outside the palace that our eighth prince is a disaster star sent from heaven."

Jiang Shiying's face suddenly condensed: "What? Please tell me in detail."

Ah Yuan looked serious: "The rumors say that the drought thunders in the past few days were warnings from God. They also said that the floods in Yunzhou in June and the civil unrest in Hengzhou in July were all caused by our eighth prince. of."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of tearing cloth was heard.

A Yuan lowered her head and saw that the quilt on Jiang Shiying's body was torn open by her, revealing the cotton wool inside.

Jiang Shiying frowned and remained silent.

A Yuan was a little anxious: "Mother, can we put an end to this rumor before it spreads completely?"

Jiang Shiying shook her head: "There are so many thoughtful people in the capital. With them here, this rumor cannot be extinguished and will only get worse."

A Yuan asked anxiously: "Then what should we do? What will happen if Your Majesty believes this rumor?"

Since ancient times, who has been regarded as a disaster star, which one will have a good ending?

If His Majesty really believed this rumor and determined that the Eighth Prince was a disaster star, I'm afraid it would be a good idea for the Eighth Prince to be sent to a palace to grow up.

The worst outcome is that another child will die young in this palace.

Jiang Shiying forced herself to calm down: "Let me think about it."

After a moment, she said: "Come here."

She said this and that, and after giving instructions in Ah Yuan's ear, she asked, "Have you remembered what I just said?"

A Yuan nodded, but still hesitated: "If we do this, won't we add fuel to the fire?"

Jiang Shiying lowered her eyelids and played with her nails: "It's just to make the fire burn completely, so that the people behind the scenes can cause the fire to burn themselves!"

Ah Yuan seemed to understand, but said, "I will send the message right now."

Jiang Shiying said: "Go."

After that, only three to five days passed before rumors from outside reached Lu Zhaolin's ears.

In the Mingguang Hall.

After Lu Zhaolin heard Lin You's report, he slapped his right hand heavily on the table with a "pop" sound.

He almost gritted his teeth: "Check, check for me who spread this rumor and who is fueling it.

Anyone who spreads rumors, regardless of their identity, will be deemed to have disrespected the royal family and will be punished by twenty boards. "

Lin Youdao: "I obey the order."

Just as he was about to go out, Lu Zhaolin called him again: "Wait a minute."