Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

Seeing this, Eunuch Yun was about to quietly retreat, but he heard a maid's voice at the door shouting, "Your Highness, someone has come from the palace, saying that a batch of new embroidery has been sent as tribute from Dayuan, and the Queen has specially selected a batch and sent it to our princess's mansion for the princess to choose from."

Eunuch Yun looked up at Princess Pingchang, then shouted outside: "The princess has rested, let's talk about choosing embroidery tomorrow!"

The maid said, "The one who came to deliver the embroidery was Nanny Xiu from the Queen's side. She said that the princess must come out tonight to take a look at it before she can return to the palace to report!"

Nanny Xiu is the maid that came with the Empress's dowry, a favorite of the Empress, and is also half a wet nurse to Princess Pingchang. She came in such a hurry tonight, and insisted on seeing Princess Pingchang. It was obviously not just a simple matter of delivering embroidery, but she might have been sent by the Empress to give her a lecture.

Eunuch Yun had no choice but to look at Princess Pingchang again in embarrassment: "My Lord, look at this..."

"Princess..." Lu Zhengan was holding Princess Pingchang's other boot and refused to let go. There was a hint of pleading in his words, "Princess, it's just an old maid. Why not let her wait for a while? Let's..."

"You are such a tactless person!" Princess Pingchang was full of disgust. She stepped on Lu Zhengan's shoulder and knocked him to the ground, saying, "Get out of here!"

Lu Zhengan collapsed on the ground, not knowing what he had said wrong. But when he saw that Princess Pingchang was really angry, he had no choice but to run away.

In the main hall, Nanny Xiu sat in the lowest seat, with several palace maids standing beside her. The palace maids lined up in order, and each of them held a piece of embroidery in her hand. The styles of the embroidery were different, but all were precious and beautiful.

Princess Pingchang, supported by Eunuch Yun, walked out of the inner hall and smiled at Madam Xiu: "Madam, this kind of small matter of delivering cloth can be done by our subordinates. It is troublesome for you to come here in person!"

Madam Xiu stood up, bowed, and said with a smile, "That's not right, Princess. It is my duty to serve the Queen. Besides, these embroidery pieces are unique in the world. I would not feel at ease if I let others deliver them."

Princess Pyeongchang's eyes slowly swept across the dazzling array of embroidery, and finally stopped at the middle piece, the one with a flying phoenix pattern. It was also the piece of embroidery closest to Madam Xiu.

Princess Pingchang gently brushed the satin and said, "It is indeed a tribute from Dayuan. With such embroidery and such embroidery techniques, I am afraid that even the best embroiderer in Dali cannot match even one tenth of it!"

"The Queen also told me that, so right after the envoys from Dayuan left, she sent me to deliver a batch of embroidery to Her Royal Highness the Princess." Nanny Xiu walked behind Princess Pingchang unintentionally, as if she also wanted to take a closer look at the flying phoenix. In fact, she whispered in Princess Pingchang's ear, "The Queen sent me here not only to deliver embroidery, but also to bring a few words to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Princess Pingchang's expression did not change at all, her eyes were fixed on Xiumian, and she said in a calm voice: "Xu Qiao will remember the teachings of the Empress."

Aunt Xiu said, "The Queen said that Her Royal Highness the Princess and her husband have been married for nearly three years, but how come Her Royal Highness's belly is not moving at all?"

Princess Pingchang was startled when she heard this, and the hand holding her embroidered mask turned pale.

"The Queen is also worried about Your Highness, so she sent me to remind you that even if the relationship between husband and wife is very good, they will inevitably have rifts after a long time. Moreover, the Prince Consort had a wife and a child before. Although the child is dead, there is no guarantee that the Prince Consort will remember the child in his dreams one day and feel nostalgic about the past. So she sent me to remind Your Highness that you should make plans early and have a child of your own."

Princess Pingchang's smile froze for a moment: "Xu Qiao has made a note of it. Besides this, did the Queen Mother say anything else?"

"Her Majesty also said..." Nanny Xiu paused, her expression somewhat embarrassed to speak.

Pingchang said, "Madam, please feel free to tell me what the Empress said."

Nanny Xiu then said, "The Queen is afraid that the princess has some unspeakable secrets, so she asked me to ask one more question. The Prince Consort already had a child, and according to common sense, that aspect should be normal, but the princess..."

Aunt Xiu coughed lightly and asked, "Did the princess send a doctor to see her?"

"Madam..." Princess Pingchang was shocked and stunned, and said in a stiff voice, "Why would Madam ask this for no reason?"

"Princess, don't be ashamed," said Madam Xiu. "The Queen knew that the princess was shy and refused to tell her, so she asked the gynecologist Master Zhang of the Imperial Hospital for a secret recipe. I heard that the third daughter of the Minister of Revenue had been married for five years but still hadn't gotten pregnant. But after taking this recipe, she got pregnant in less than half a month, and gave birth to a boy!"

Madam Xiu smiled and said, "I have already put the prescription in the middle of my embroidery. Your Highness, the princess must follow the prescription. I have brought my words, so I will take my leave now."

Princess Pingchang's fingers were tangled together while holding the handkerchief, and her knuckles were white from being pinched by herself. An indescribable sense of humiliation crept up from the soles of her feet, as if she had been stripped naked and paraded through the streets. She suppressed the emotions in her heart, so that the muscles on her cheeks would not tremble so violently. She turned her head stiffly and said to the nanny, "In that case, I won't send you off."

After Nanny Xiu left, Eunuch Yun immediately came up to announce the good news: "The Queen really loves Your Highness! She actually sent so many tributes!" He was standing behind Princess Pingchang and did not notice anything unusual on his master's face.

There are a dazzling array of embroidery, each piece is priceless, and in the eyes of Eunuch Yun, they are all pure silver.

Princess Pyeongchang seemed to hear nothing. Her heart was in turmoil. Did she not want to have a baby? Wasn't she anxious when her belly didn't move at all? But why did everyone blame her? And they said it was all her fault!

He is obviously the prince consort!

Princess Pingchang closed her eyes, filled with sadness and pain. She had been married to Xie Zilin for three years, and except for the day he touched her when he was drunk, he had never stepped into her boudoir for three years! He had never touched her! How could she get pregnant by herself? !

She didn't understand what she had done wrong! She just loved her husband too much, so she killed Feng Jia! She just wanted to be closer to him, what was wrong with her!!!

The brocade is of the finest material and the embroidery is a one-of-a-kind piece, but in the eyes of Princess Pyeongchang, it looks like a bunch of hideous faces laughing at her!

Princess Pingchang was furious. She pulled out the hairpin from her hair and walked straight to the pile of embroidery. On one piece of embroidery was the mocking face of Princess Nancheng, on that one was the arrogant face of the Meng family, on this piece of embroidery was the Empress pointing fingers at her, on that piece of embroidery was Xie Changrong gloating over someone else's misfortune, on this piece was Feng Jia, and on this piece was Xie Zilin...

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

The hairpin cut the silk in the middle fiercely, and it was immediately split in two. Such a gorgeous and precious tribute was destroyed in an instant.

"Princess, Princess!" Eunuch Yun's hoarse voice became even shriller due to shock. He rolled over and crawled to pick up the embroidery on the ground, but the material had been completely destroyed and there was no chance of saving it.

Eunuch Yun was so heartbroken that he felt as if blood was dripping from his eyes.

"Princess! This is a gift from the emperor. If you destroy it casually like this, what will happen if the news gets out?"

However, Princess Pingchang turned a deaf ear to him. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were a little distracted, but her steps were fast and steady. She walked to the rolls of silk cloth and scratched them one by one, just like scratching faces on the cloth!

In just half an incense stick of time, all the embroidery, silk, and cloth were destroyed by Princess Pingchang's silver hairpin.

Princess Pingchang looked at the mess on the ground and finally felt a little comforted. Suddenly, she heard laughter beside her.

"Who!" Princess Pingchang turned her head, but saw nothing. Eunuch Yun was kneeling on the ground crying silently, and the other servants were kneeling on the side and trembling.

Another burst of laughter, this time from the right!

"Who is it! Who is making fun of me!" Pingchang turned his head again, but there was nothing.

After several consecutive times, Pyeongchang started to go crazy.

"Feng Jia! Is it you? Is it you who is haunting me?" Princess Pingchang's eyes became even more distracted, and she shouted at the air.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Eunuch Yun finally noticed something was wrong and immediately threw himself at Princess Pingchang's feet.

"Feng Jia! It's you!" Princess Pingchang pointed to a dark spot in the palace and shouted, "Someone come! Where are the guards? Catch her for me! Catch her!"

The guards rushed over when they heard the noise, but saw nothing and looked at each other in confusion.

"What are you standing there for! Go catch that person! There's someone over there! No! There's a ghost over there! That ghost wants to harm me! Hurry up and catch her for me!"

"Princess, Princess! Where is the ghost? We didn't see anything." The timid ones among them were already trembling.

"How could I possibly deceive you?" Princess Pyeongchang screamed, her face twisted and she looked mad.

Eunuch Yun hurriedly said, "If Her Royal Highness the Princess says there is a ghost, then there is a ghost! Go catch the ghost!"

Everyone could only bite the bullet and walk into the darkness, but they found nothing. Several people's faces were covered with sweat. They knew Princess Pingchang's temper too well. If they couldn't catch the ghost today, they would all lose their heads!

But they were trained to catch people, but how could they catch ghosts? They could only pretend to swing their swords in the air a few times to try to get away with it.

"Listen, listen! She is laughing at me again! Xiao Yunzi, listen!" Princess Pyeongchang squatted on the ground, covered her ears, and looked around in horror.

"Princess! Don't scare me! I'm timid!" Little Yunzi patted Princess Pyeongchang on the shoulder, trying to wake her up from her soul-leaving syndrome.

Princess Pyeongchang suddenly covered her left ear and screamed in pain: "It hurts! It hurts so much!"

She stretched out her hand, only to see it covered in blood, as if she were back to that day when Feng Jia bit off her earring.

“Ahhhh! Help! Save me! Please save me quickly! That ghost is biting my ear! It hurts so much!”

The guards came over again immediately, but still found nothing.

Little Yunzi held Princess Pyeongchang's hand in front of her eyes and said timidly, "Princess, Princess, wake up! There is no blood at all! Look carefully! Your ears have been scabby three years ago!"

"It's already scabbed...it's already scabbed..." Princess Pingchang murmured to herself, and suddenly her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

This night, someone is destined to stay awake all night.

The princess's mansion immediately fell into chaos.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xie Changrong was being beaten by Xie Li, and her cries could be heard throughout the three rooms. Meng was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, and her two children knelt with her. Nanny Liu was severely whipped for her poor performance, and was covered in blood. When she was helped away, she was breathing in more than out.

In an abandoned house in the suburbs of Nanjing, Xie Zilin was drunk against the wall, with several overturned empty wine jars beside him. The oil lamp reflected his drunken face and the portrait hanging on the wall. The woman was wearing a stone-blue dress, her long hair slightly tied up to reveal a beautiful face. In the painting, she looked around with a spirit, and her steps were like lotus flowers.

But in the apricot garden of Xie's mansion, Feng Jia slept unexpectedly soundly that night.