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"It's all my fault. Please punish me, Your Majesty." Jia Yuanchun knelt on the ground and took all the blame on herself without waiting for Fuqiu to speak.

The emperor only heard the palace servants report that Fuqiu had fallen, so he hurried over without knowing the whole story.

"what is going on?"

Before Jia Yuanchun could speak, Baoqin behind her spoke up, looking ready to die, "It was my fault that I made a mistake. It has nothing to do with the Imperial Concubine. I am willing to take all the blame."

Jia Yuanchun said hurriedly, "The situation was chaotic at the time. Baoqin was afraid that Fuqiu would hurt the baby in my belly. In a hurry, she stretched out her hand to block it. She did not mean to push her. Please, Your Majesty, please be lenient with her because of her eagerness to protect the master."

The emperor looked at Baoqin, his eyes were as if he was looking at a dead person, "Even if it is true, Baoqin is just a little palace maid, and she almost hurt the dragon fetus, which is unforgivable."

Baoqin knew that she would die the moment Fuqiu fell to the ground, but what she was most worried about was her queen.

Jia Yuanchun looked panicked, and she knelt forward, pulling the corner of the emperor's clothes, begging bitterly, "Baoqin grew up with me, and entered the palace with me. She has served me for so many years. Even if she has no merit, she has worked hard. Please forgive her this time because she is devoted to the emperor."

The emperor was indifferent, but Jia Yuanchun was still unwilling to give up. Her makeup was ruined by her tears, and she no longer had the manners of a noble concubine. "I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on me and spare Baoqin this time. I will definitely discipline her strictly in the future. I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on me, I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on me..."

Baoqin hugged Jia Yuanchun distressedly and said, "Your Majesty, I will bear the responsibility for the mistakes I made. I will accept your punishment, Your Majesty. I will not hesitate."

The emperor looked at Jia Yuanchun and said coldly, "Since I came here, I haven't heard you say a word of concern for Fuqiu. Now she is almost childless because of your maid, but you are only concerned about begging for mercy for your maid. Do you still have a heart?"

Fuqiu sobbed a few times, tugged at the emperor's sleeve, and said weakly, "Sister is also worried about Baoqin, and with your blessing, I and the baby in my belly will be fine. Your Majesty, please spare Baoqin's life for the sake of my sisterhood with the imperial concubine."

The emperor became even angrier after hearing this. He kicked away Jia Yuanchun's hand that was pulling at his clothes, not giving her any face. "Did you hear that? Fuqiu has been harmed by your maid, and she is still begging for you."

But Fuqiu's words were obviously adding fuel to the fire. Jia Yuanchun didn't believe that the emperor couldn't hear it, but things had come to this point. If she wanted to save Baoqin's life, she could only bow to Fuqiu.

Baoqin seemed to know what she was going to do and held on tightly, refusing to let go.

Even if she died immediately, she couldn't just watch her mother bow down to Fuqiu. This would be more painful than killing her.

"Empress!" Jia Yuanchun broke free from the hand holding the zither and let out a shrill cry.

Fuqiu trembled all over at the shout and couldn't help cursing a few words in her heart.

Damn girl, she almost scared her soul away.

With such a voice, it would be a shame if you didn’t learn opera.

Before Fuqiu finished scolding Baoqin, she saw Jia Yuanchun rushing over and pulling her hand away, "What are you doing..."

Let go! This is really disgusting.

Jia Yuanchun thought Fuqiu didn't want to let Baoqin go, so she pulled even tighter and cried, "Sister, this is all my fault. I've let you down. You can blame me if you want. You can hit me or scold me. Please, help me ask the emperor to spare Baoqin's life..."

Jia Yuanchun's pleading voice echoed throughout the inner hall. The palace servants in the hall almost buried their heads in their chests, wishing they could plug their ears and cover their eyes.

Fuqiu was filled with despair, her entire hand was covered with Jia Yuanchun's sweat. The sticky feeling was so strange that she secretly glanced at him when no one was paying attention.

Fortunately, there is no snot.

Fuqiu had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Jia Yuanchun crying so hard that she seemed to want to wipe her tears with her hand. She immediately panicked and said very quickly, "Your Majesty, I am fine. Your Majesty is crying so pitifully, please spare Baoqin's life."

It sounded like she was talking to the Emperor, but her eyes were fixed on Jia Yuanchun's actions.

After saying this, seeing that Jia Yuanchun didn't seem to be planning to use her poor hand as a handkerchief, she breathed a sigh of relief, and when Jia Yuanchun was looking at the emperor, she took her hand back when she was not paying attention.

Very risky.

Jia Yuanchun's beautiful eyes were filled with tears as she looked at the emperor pitifully and helplessly.

The emperor lowered his eyes and saw her bulging belly. He sighed and said, "The death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment of life cannot be escaped. Baoqin committed the crime of insubordination and shall be punished with thirty strokes of the cane as a warning to others."

Jia Yuanchun said anxiously: "Your Majesty..."

She still begged for mercy, but was interrupted by Baoqin, who shouted, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor. Even if you are killed or beaten, you should still thank him.

Things have come to this point, even if Jia Yuanchun hit her head and broke it, there will be no way out, and it will only add to the emperor's annoyance.

Now Jia Yuanchun's favor is not as high as before, and Baoqin can't let her cause the emperor's displeasure again for her sake.

It's just thirty strokes of the cane. If she can survive, she will continue to serve the queen. If she dies, she will protect the queen in the nine springs.

For women, caning is an extremely humiliating thing.

The punishment of stripping and beating meant taking off one's clothes and hitting one's buttocks with a wooden board. Many people were beaten to the point of having their skin torn and their flesh covered in blood.

This is why Jia Yuanchun was so excited when she heard about the thirty strokes of the cane.

Moreover, since the order came from the emperor himself, no one dared to show mercy and the punishment was death.

In the end, if you don’t die, you will be disabled.

When Baoqin was tortured, she was breathing in less than out. Fortunately, the emperor had already left, so Jia Yuanchun quickly had someone feed her a life-saving pill.

Jia Yuanchun's hatred for Fuqiu deepened, and she swore in her heart that one day, she would let Fuqiu know the consequences of offending her.

It's just a pity for Baoqin.

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Lin House.

After Lin Daiyu was named a princess, the Lin family also rose in status, and wherever Lin Ruhai went, he was greeted with congratulations.

Those families who originally thought that Lin Daiyu looked too delicate and unsuitable for childbearing were now regretting their decision.

If the marriage with the Lin family had been arranged earlier, their son would have been a definite prince consort by now. It is too late to talk about this now.

But they seemed to have a tacit understanding and never considered whether the Lin family was willing to get engaged to their own family.

When the Lin family first came to Beijing, the imperial edict appointing Lin Ruhai had not yet been issued, and no one knew what the emperor meant.

At that time, they were willing to include the girl from the Lin family as a candidate for daughter-in-law, which was already a great respect for the Lin family.