Author: Fragrance is all over the world

The imperial concubine was stunned when she heard Murong Qing's explanation and coughed up blood? The emperor coughed up blood!

"Why is the emperor coughing up blood? Isn't his body always strong? Why is he suddenly coughing up blood? Are you lying to me?"

The imperial concubine shook her head in disbelief, subconsciously thinking that Murong Qing was lying.

As the emperor's pillow, how could she not know the emperor's physical condition? Although she has never studied medicine, she is well versed in the art of health preservation.

In order to maintain a young and beautiful body, she did not hesitate to spend a lot of time and money, racking her brains to learn obscure and difficult health knowledge. Although this process was difficult, it was very useful.

Therefore, the imperial concubine has favored the Sixth Palace with her beauty over the years. Whenever the emperor stayed in her Huichun Palace, she was used to sleeping alone and it was difficult to fall asleep with the emperor lying next to her. But every time she would pretend to be better than the emperor.

Go to bed early.

Then she opened her eyes when the emperor snored. In the quiet night, she fell asleep with the sound of the emperor's breathing, pulse, and even heartbeat.

She could feel that the emperor was getting older, but he was still much healthier than people of the same age.

Murong Qing explained patiently, "It's a matter of concern to the world. How dare I lie to you about the emperor's body? The emperor coughed up blood suddenly. That night, if Li Fuquan hadn't ordered the Imperial Guards to open the palace gate with a token, and sent people to hurry up.

Go and ask Dr. Guan, who is on vacation, to come into the palace, otherwise the emperor may not wake up so soon."

The imperial concubine was slightly startled because she remembered that it was at that time that she was rescued from the palace and brought here. It was very late at night, and she was so flustered that she could not sleep. She vaguely heard the sound of horse hooves, and she fearfully thought that the sound of horse hooves was the discovery of her.

That's why he mobilized so many troops to catch her.

Unknowingly, she was so tired that she fell asleep leaning against the window. When the next day, she found that nothing had happened. Gradually, she forgot about this small detail. If Murong Qing had not mentioned it now, she would not have been able to think about it.

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"That's impossible. Although I can't feel the pulse, I know that the emperor's internal organs are extremely healthy. How could he cough up blood just like that?"

The imperial concubine muttered in doubt, her voice as thin as a mosquito or a fly, but it was still heard by Murong Qing, who was sitting next to her.

Somehow, this sentence echoed around Murong Qing's ears like flies.

The imperial concubine's hands were twisting the handkerchief. She was not worried about the emperor's health. She wanted to know whether the emperor could attend the wedding.

"How is the emperor's health now? Is he well? Can I still see the emperor?"

Hearing the imperial concubine's question, Murong Qing was able to escape from her words. She spoke to comfort her, "Don't worry, Madam. Imperial Doctor Guan gave the emperor an acupuncture and personally checked the emperor's pulse every day. The emperor will be fine."

The imperial concubine confirmed again and again, and was relieved when she received the answer that the emperor was fine.

Although this was just the appearance she wanted to show Murong Qing.

As soon as Murong Qing left, the imperial concubine sat beside the bed, her face solemn, as if she had fallen into a sluggish state, her eyes were empty and lifeless, and her heart was falling inch by inch.

After being stunned for a while, she finally came to her senses. The moment she learned that the emperor had indeed coughed up blood, she felt some rebellious expectations.

Looking forward to the emperor's body declining like this, she couldn't help but think that if the emperor really died, she would not offend Long Yan if she told what happened about Han Song. At least in the eyes of the world, she could not be a

The emperor's concubine was offended.

The Lin family is not allowed to raise a concubine who disobeys the emperor.

After the emperor dies, she will reveal all the truth about that year in front of the emperor's soul. In this way, she will be able to get rid of her obsession.

Thinking of this, the imperial concubine pulled a wry smile from the corner of her mouth, as if she saw endless powerlessness in her life.

Is this retribution? she asked herself.

Those who killed Hansong will not die well, Huo Lianjun is the same, and so is himself. Even the emperor who deceives himself cannot escape this fate.

She was not worried about the emperor's illness at all. On the contrary, she was secretly looking forward to the moment when she told the truth in front of the emperor. She really wanted to know what the emperor, who was sitting high in the hall, would do when he knew that he was also the knife that killed Han Song.

What exactly will be the reaction?

Sad, regretful, angry, still miserable...

Others don't know yet, but the imperial concubine knows very well that in the past, Queen Huo Lianjun, who once outnumbered ten thousand people, was probably already queuing up at the Naihe Bridge.

The imperial concubine sneered, with a flash of sarcasm in her eyes, Huo Lianjun, Huo Lianjun, your death is not a pity!

One day when she was confined in the Palace of Rejuvenation, the second prince suddenly came and punished Jin Yu. It was Jin Yu who thought that the second prince was going to torture the imperial concubine and refused to leave. In the end, the second prince ordered someone to drag her away.

Finish.

Without outsiders, the second prince told her that Huo Lianjun was dead, completely dead. His flesh and blood were thrown into the moat and fed to man-eating fish, and his bones were thrown into the deep mountains and forests for wild beasts to eat.

They even burned the talisman with Huo Lianjun's birth date written on it, and recited the most vicious curse to prevent her from reincarnation forever!

Knowing this news, the imperial concubine felt a belated joy in her heart. It was so satisfying and joyful!

There is nothing more satisfying than for guilty people like them to receive punishment, even though they know that the next person to pay the price is themselves.

After leaving Wang Dianyi's Mansion, Murong Qing had no intention of staying and asked his servants to return to the General's Mansion as soon as possible.

Because she seemed to realize something, the imperial concubine's thin murmur still echoed in her mind.

But she wasn't sure, everything needed to be confirmed.

After getting off the carriage, Murong Qing walked directly towards Pei Mo's study.

Seeing her anxious look, Pei Mo in the study asked, "What's going on? I'm so hurried that I'm sweating."

As he said this, Pei Mo took out his handkerchief to wipe her sweat.

"It doesn't matter to me." Murong Qing was panting slightly, her face flushed with emotions, "General, I have something urgent to say."

When Wu Yi, who was grinding ink at the side, heard this, he put down the ink stick in his hand and went out, and thoughtfully closed the door for the two of them.

When they were the only ones left in the room, Pei Mo said, "Didn't Madam go to see the noble concubine, but what happened?"

Murong Qing shook his head, "It has nothing to do with the imperial concubine, it is the emperor's business."

"I told the concubine about the emperor's coughing up blood. The concubine looked shocked and seemed to think I was lying to her. I explained to her again and again before she would believe it."

As he spoke, Murong Qing's face became more solemn and his voice gradually became darker, "General, have you ever thought about the strangeness of the Emperor's illness this time? From the concubine's words, I actually felt that this was not an accident.

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Hearing her words, Pei Mo's eyebrows jumped, and hesitation also flashed in his eyes.

They all thought of the second prince.

If not for anything else, just because after the emperor's death, the biggest beneficiary in the court would be the second prince.
Chapter completed!