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

The imperial concubine hesitated for a long time, looking embarrassed.

Lu Zhaolin waited impatiently for her and raised his chin towards Concubine Jing: "Concubine Jing, tell me."

Concubine Jing lowered her head: "Meimei Yi said that the imperial concubine has not yet become the imperial concubine, so she is in a hurry to pretend to be the imperial concubine?"

Jiang Shiying thought to himself, no wonder the imperial concubine couldn't speak out.

Although these words are full of provocation, is Yi Meiren wrong? No!

Is it reasonable for the imperial concubine to slap her? Between the two, it all depends on Lu Zhaolin's wishes.

But now, just because of such a sentence, which is a bit heart-wrenching but not wrong, has suddenly made Yi Meiren famous. The concubine had better pray that she can keep this pregnancy, otherwise...

Just when I thought of this, I saw an imperial doctor coming out of the inner room with a bad look on his face.

Jiang Shiying thought to himself that Yi Meiren's child is probably gone.

Sure enough, the imperial doctor stepped forward and bowed and said: "The humble minister is incompetent and failed to save the dragon heir in the belly of the beautiful lady."

Lu Zhaolin rested his elbows on the table, held his forehead with one hand, and pinched his eyebrows.

The imperial concubine was hesitating whether to step forward to admit her mistake or to make a few more excuses when she saw him sitting up straight again and waving his hands: "Let's all leave. I'll go in and see the beauty."

"Your Majesty." The imperial concubine called him urgently, but he didn't even stop.

In the cubicle behind the Qingyin station.

Seeing Lu Zhaolin come in, the eldest palace maid Chongxue quickly knelt down and saluted: "I see you, Your Majesty."

"Get up."

While talking, Lu Zhaolin walked to the bedside.

Yi Meiren's face was pale and pale, and she was still in a coma.

Lu Zhaolin sat with her for less than half a quarter of an hour, left a message of "Haosheng, take good care of her", and took the people back to Ganquan Palace.

The royal chariot stopped outside the palace gate of Ganquan Palace.

Lu Zhaolin got off the imperial chariot and walked toward the apse. From a distance, I saw a thin figure kneeling outside the palace door.

It was noon at this time, and the sun was shining so brightly that people were dizzy.

Lu Zhaolin paused, squinted his eyes for a moment, and snorted with unknown meaning: "The noble concubine is taking off her hairpin to apologize. It's really..."

What is it really? He didn't say it clearly, and no one dared to ask.

Yao Xingde lowered his head, neither adding insult to injury nor saying a good word for the imperial concubine.

After a long while, Lu Zhaolin finally uttered three more words: "Go to the front hall."

After his figure disappeared, the young eunuch, who had received many benefits from Xianfu Palace on weekdays, leaned into the imperial concubine's ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has gone to the front hall."

Hearing this, the imperial concubine let out a long sigh: "I made a big mistake unintentionally. Your Majesty is angry with me and doesn't want to see me, which is right."

These words soon spread into the front hall of Ganquan Palace.

Lu Zhaolin was sitting behind the imperial desk. After listening to the little eunuch's retelling, he waved his hand casually and sent the person away.

Then, he reached out to the pile of foldable papers on the left side of the imperial desk.

"Yushi Zhongcheng, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, the left minister of the Ministry of Personnel, the right minister of the Ministry of Hubu, Sima Jizhou, Siye Guozi, Biejia Fangzhou...

There is no one named Han, but they are all asking me to make Han's concubine the imperial concubine. "

While talking, I had already turned to the last few folds.

"Shi Lu, Shi Bingshan, Shi Qi, oh, the Shi family has not cleaned up the dirty things on their own bodies. They are thinking about who should be appointed as the imperial concubine in my harem."

He threw these envelopes on the table and flipped through the pile on the right side of the imperial desk.

"The British Duke, Zhongshu Ling, the left minister of the Ministry of Rites..."

There were seven or eight officials from the former dynasty who were either named Han or had close ties with the Han family.

Lu Zhaolin's voice became colder and colder: "The Shi family helped the Han family to ask for the imperial concubine, and the Han family helped the Fuzhou Shi family to quibble. It's true that if you give someone a peach, you'll get a plum in return."

Yao Xingde said after careful consideration: "What about the Shi family and the Han family? I only know that they are all His Majesty's subjects and must abide by His Majesty's rules. Otherwise, regardless of whether it is a peach tree or a plum tree, your Majesty will go down with an ax and chop it down if you can't." Already?"

Lu Zhaolin glanced at him: "You do know how to talk."

"My slave speaks from his heart."

Lu Zhaolin's face gradually softened and he leaned back: "Wait a little longer until Lin You comes back from Fuzhou."

Once the evidence is conclusive, it won’t be too late to sort them out one by one.

Yao Xingde looked at his face and said, "Slave, are you asking someone to pass the meal around?"

"Pass it on."

After lunch, the young eunuch helped Lu Zhaolin clean his hands and rinse his mouth.

Yao Xingde served a cup of tea. Lu Zhaolin picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "How long has the noble concubine been kneeling?"

Yao Xingde said: "It's been almost an hour."

Lu Zhaolin's lips curled up: "Go and persuade her to get up."

Yao Xingde said "Promise" and took the order to go out.

While walking, I was thinking in my heart. Does His Majesty mean by these words, does he want the imperial concubine to get up, or does he not want the imperial concubine to get up?

Just when he had made up his mind, he had already walked outside the front hall of Ganquan Palace.

The imperial concubine is still kneeling here, looking at her figure, she is already a bit shaky.

When she saw Yao Xingde, her eyes lit up: "But Your Majesty wants to see me?"

Yao Xingde said: "Your Majesty asked your servant to persuade you to get up."

The imperial concubine's eyes dimmed and she shook her head: "I'm here to apologize. If Your Majesty doesn't see me, I won't get up."

Yao Xingde sneered in his heart. His Majesty would not be able to get up without seeing him. He knew that he was here to apologize. Those who didn’t know, thought they were forcing His Majesty.

Thinking this in his heart, there was a look of embarrassment on his face: "It's not that your Majesty doesn't want to see you, it's just that-"

At this point, the imperial concubine herself completed the second half of the sentence for him: "I know that Your Majesty is feeling uncomfortable because of the loss of her child. At this time, it is right for Your Majesty not to want to see me."

At this point, her eyes gradually turned red, and she continued with a cry: "Actually, I feel just as uncomfortable. If I had known that Beauty was happy, I would never have touched her hair. It's a pity. , it’s all a mistake. Now that the matter has come to this, it will be useless to regret it.”

Yao Xingde sighed: "No matter how long you kneel here, the little prince in Yi Meiren's belly will never come back. If you get hurt for this, your majesty will feel sorry for you if you feel uncomfortable about the little prince." ?”

The imperial concubine sneered in her heart, little prince? The beauty is also worthy of it!

But her face was still filled with sorrow: "How could I not know? It's just that although I made an unintentional mistake, I made a big mistake and deserved some punishment. In this way, I feel better."

"That's alright." Yao Xingde seemed helpless: "In this case, I won't persuade you any more. I just hope you will pay attention to your body."

After saying that, he returned to the front hall to resume his duties.

Listening to his footsteps getting further away, the imperial concubine slowly lowered her head again. Her eyelids drooped slightly, covering the haze in her eyes.

Before Yao Xingde came over, she was ready to faint.

He persuaded him this time, and he made such a sincere confession again. In any case, it is not appropriate to faint again at this time.

Let’s kneel for another half an hour.