One touch and one silence

It will pass, it will all pass!

This time she did not dare to ask the imperial physician for fear that the noise would be too loud and would be known to that person.

The nanny can only take care of the queen by herself.

She had long felt that the Queen Mother did not really like her master that much, but she could not resist the fact that her master trusted the biological parents who were superior to her.

None of the master's three children were left behind. Even though the master was usually so domineering, only she knew how painful the master's heart was.

If it is really as the master said, then letting the master enjoy the joy of pregnancy and then personally destroying her fantasy is no different from killing her.

This is also the reason why the imperial concubine, despite being favored all these years, has no children.

She no longer wanted to have another child and did not want to experience the pain of losing her own child.

The wet nurse stayed by the imperial concubine's side all the time and never left.

The unconscious imperial concubine has fallen into a nightmare.

She saw her three children, who kept questioning her.

"Why don't you protect us!"

"If you can't protect us, why did you give birth to us!"

"You are a coward!"

"You're not worthy of being a mother!"

In the dream, Cheng Yueqing held her head and cried in agony. It was my fault, it was my fault, I am sorry for you, I am sorry for you.

"You coward, look up at us, look! It's all your fault! We hate you!"

"hate you!"

"No! Don't! Don't! I was wrong, I was wrong!"

The imperial concubine suddenly began to mutter incessantly, which frightened the wet nurse so much that she quickly stood up and called her.

"Empress! Empress!"

"Wake up!"

When Cheng Yueqing was woken up, her eyes were already wet with tears and the pillowcase was wet.

She looked at the wet nurse beside her, her face full of pain.

"Mammy, I dreamed about them. They said they hated me!"

Cheng Yueqing grabbed the wet nurse's hands tightly and shook them.

"Mammy, they hate me!"

"Hate me!"

The wet nurse looked at the imperial concubine who was tortured beyond recognition, her eyes welled up with tears and she felt extremely distressed.

"My Lady! That was a dream, it was fake, it wasn't real!"

"Oh my God! Wake up!"

The wet nurse patted the imperial concubine's arm, controlling the strength, trying to wake her up.

"Your Majesty, now that the matter has been settled, what we have to do now is to find out everything clearly. When we find the person behind the scenes, we will make that person suffer a fate worse than death and avenge our little princes, Your Majesty!"

"You must not collapse!"

Cheng Yueqing laughed miserably, "Hahahaha! The person behind the scenes... the person behind the scenes..."

"Your Majesty, we don't have any evidence at the moment. These are just what the maid said. We have to find strong evidence to determine whether it is true or not. Then..."

When the wet nurse said this, her eyes were as ferocious as a hungry wolf.

"But Concubine Liu is already dead. If I had known this, I shouldn't have been so hasty and killed her so easily!"

"You forgot, madam, that she has a maid who is still alive. Let's transfer her here. Since she was the first-class maid of Concubine Liu when she was alive, she must know a lot."

Cheng Yueqing suddenly came back to her senses. "Mammy is right. Go and transfer people to Qingyue Palace. Remember to find someone to protect her secretly."

The wet nurse looked at the imperial concubine's mood and felt relieved.

The imperial concubine was calmed down by her, and now all she had to do was to transfer the maid over.

"Don't worry, Madam. Madam will be there soon. You just lie down for a while!"

After saying this, he helped the imperial concubine fold the corners of the quilt, turned around, wiped the tears from his face, and then walked out.

Seeing Meixiang waiting at the door, the nanny suddenly became angry, and when she thought of the imperial concubine in the room, she lowered her voice.

"I will let you go this time. Serve the queen well. If anything happens again, you and your family will not be able to live in this world."

After making the threat with a fierce look on her face, the nanny left.

Meixiang was so scared that she immediately knelt on the ground and let the nanny scold her with a respectful attitude. After the nanny left, she held the door frame, rested for a moment, and then walked in quietly.

What happened in Qingyue Palace did not spread outside.

And Shuhua also gave up the idea of ​​letting the Seventh Prince know about this matter.

She borrowed some money from Shuyue and started looking for help to secretly salvage Yuanyuan's body and transport her out of the city.

Naturally, this matter did not escape Liu Yue's eyes. Liu Yue just watched quietly and did not stop it.

Shuhua took a seven-day vacation, left the city, and buried Yuanyuan in a forest.

Until Yuanyuan was buried in the ground, Shuhua didn't dare to even look at her.

She is afraid, what is she afraid of?

Maybe she doesn't even know it herself.

Shuhua was kneeling in front of the tomb, wearing mourning clothes, her face was as pale as paper, and her body was so fragile that it seemed as if a gust of wind could take her away.

"Yuanyuan, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for you! I shouldn't have used you! It's my fault, all my fault!"

"I know that nothing I say now will help. Don't worry, I will find your family and settle them for you. When the master is no longer around and needs me, I will come to accompany you."

"Wait for me first, don't go too far, otherwise I won't be able to find you and won't be able to apologize to you in person. You must wait for me!"

Shuhua had tears in her eyes and kowtowed on the ground countless times. Her forehead was bloodshot, but she seemed not to feel the pain. Her guilty heart was almost drowning her.

Finally, she took one look at the grave, turned around and left. She placed the round tablet in a remote little temple, gave all the money she had to the monks, and then left reluctantly.

Every move of Shuhua did not escape Liuyue's eyes, and Shuhua was completely unaware of it.

What Shuhua has to do now is to write a letter back to his hometown to inquire about the situation of Yuanyuan's parents.

Yuanyuan died because of her, and her parents are now the parents of her calligraphy and painting.

Shuhua stayed outside until the seventh day before returning to the East Palace.

When she came back, she went to see Nanzhi. She didn't mention Shuhua and Nanzhi didn't ask either.

However, Nanzhi could roughly guess what she was talking about by looking at her expression.

Maybe her fellow villager passed away, so Shuhua should have been busy burying that fellow villager these days.

Nanzhi was very busy during this period. The prince found several teachers for her to tutor her every day.

You're saying you have no foundation at all, and you'll be laughed at when you enter the Imperial College.

Is Nanzhi afraid of being laughed at?

She didn't want to stay in this palace.

On the eighth day, the prince finally had time to visit Nanzhi, and even brought the news that Nanzhi wanted.

"Are you used to living here recently, Xiaoqi?"

"I'm not used to it!" Nanzhi blurted out without thinking.

"But what's wrong with you? I'll ask Manager Li to come and make new arrangements for you?" The prince's tone was serious, as if he didn't see Nanzhi's real reason.

"Brother Prince, you clearly know it."

"How can the emperor not keep his word?"

"I've only been out for two months, and you've called me back. There are so many princes and princesses, and they don't need me anymore. Please talk to my father and ask him to let me go!"