Xin Yi couldn't help but think of Zhou Yiliu who was standing next to him when he entered the palace.

A gentle and amiable little lady who seems to have nothing to do with the world, wants to give birth to a prince and become the most noble woman in the world. Will she let go of the emperor's most beloved Concubine Zhang?

Zhang Xue is still crying, shedding tears, cursing, and even more sad and desperate...

But Xin Yi was stuck beside the bed like a piece of wood, turning over and over only those two sentences: "Madam, take care of yourself and drink more hot water."

Her perfunctory approach finally aroused Zhang Xueyi's anger.

"Get out! Meng Ning, tell her to get out..."

Zhang Xue was panting and gasped out a mouthful of blood.

Xin Yi heard the sound and stood up, groping for his girl.

"Wait a minute..." Zhang Xueyi lay on the bedside, slowly raised her head, with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of her lips, staring at her like a ghost, "Are you really not Mrs. Zhang?"

Xin Yi bit her lower lip and shook her head.

"I also really want to be...but I'm not. I can't cure my wife's disease, and I don't know any medical skills..."

Zhang Xueyi stared at her for a long time this time, her tears rolling down like broken beads, silently dripping, and then she screamed at Meng Ning with great difficulty.

"Tell her to get out... get out of here!"

Something strange flashed in Meng Ning's eyes.

Zhang Xueyi was spoiled by the officials. She had a bad temper, and it became even more so after she fell ill. She would act hysterically and act like a monster at every turn. Even if Ayima could not be cured, she would still have to suffer a lot. What could Zhang Xueyi do?

Just let her go like this?

Xin Yi was also a little surprised.

She thought that it would be unlucky to enter the palace today, but she did not expect that Zhang Xue would let her go so easily.

However, will this matter be settled once we walk out of Huining Hall? No.

From the corner of her eye, Xin Yi saw an almost imperceptible hint of disappointment on Meng Ning's face. She smiled slightly and said something that made her even more disappointed.

"We have a witch doctor in Dali who is very good... If I don't mind my wife, I will immediately ask my brother to send him a message and tell him my wife's condition... maybe he will be able to do something about it?"

Zhang Xue also lowered her eyelids, "It's useless, it's too late..."

"It's useful. Madam Zhang, don't give up." After saying this, Xin Yi nodded hard at her and clenched his fists as if to cheer her up, with a sincere expression.

"I was seriously injured and already dead. My brother said I couldn't even breathe. It was the witch doctor who cured me... Just wait."

After saying that, Xin Yi turned around and called Lu E and told her about finding the witch doctor.

"Go back to the post house and tell your brother that Madam Zhang in the palace is very ill and ask him to hurry up."

Lu'e looked at her in shock.

Xin Yi said: "What are you doing standing around? Go quickly! I'll be waiting for news from you in the palace."

Lu'e didn't want to leave Xin Yi, but she had to obey Xin Yi's instructions in front of Concubine Zhang, "Yes. I will leave the palace to find the young master."

Xin Yi nodded and sat back down politely.

"Ms. Zhang, I'm overestimating my ability to stay with you. I won't hinder you, right?"

Zhang Xueyi looked at her blind eyes, not knowing which emotion had broken out. He coughed a few times, shook his head, and felt a bit of sympathy for her.

"It's okay. I can feel a little more at ease listening to your voice. Meng Ning, go prepare a room for the girl..."

"No need." Xin Yi smiled and said, "I will just make a bunk on the floor in my wife's room, and we can still talk at night... As long as my wife doesn't mind me being annoying, I would like to stay with you for a few more days."

Meng Ning looked over in surprise.

If Xin Yi hadn't looked like he was indeed blind, she would have suspected what this man had planned.

Who would take the initiative to accompany a terminally ill and unreasonable imperial concubine?

"Yes." Meng Ning's face was very complicated.

She couldn't guess what Xin Yi was thinking. Zhang Xue also broke the pot and didn't think about what she was thinking at all. He just felt that he was in love with her for no reason, so he stayed and listened to her talk about witch doctors curing terminal illnesses.

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Hope is something more precious than gold.

Xin Yi has nothing but a mouth, which makes Zhang Xueyi's face shine with a long-lost brilliance.

Zhao Zhen went downstairs and came over.

He saw that Xin Yi was also in the room, and Zhang Xueyi was talking to her with a smile on her face, her expression was calm, and her heart was slightly settled. He nodded approvingly to Xin Yi, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and sat with Zhang Xueyi for a while.

So he left on the grounds of criticizing the memorial.

As soon as Zhao Zhen left, Meng Ning brought Zhang Xueyi's decoction from behind.

The rosewood tray was placed on the bedside table. She was leaning over to help Zhang Xueyi when Xin Yi suddenly stood up in a panic and knocked over the tray and the soup bowl with a bang.

"What are you doing?" Meng Ning turned back displeased.

Xin Yi bent down nervously and groped with his fingers on the ground, "I'm in a hurry to go out, Mrs. Zhang... did I break something... I'll ask my brother to compensate you later..."

Zhang Xueyi looked at her scared look and pursed her lips slightly.

"What's the compensation? Huining Palace can't even afford to throw a bowl?"

Meng Ning: "But madam, your medicine... the servants have been cooking it for two hours."

It's okay if I don't say it, but I get angry when I mention Zhang Xue.

"Two hours, I think it's useless for you to boil it for two years. What's the use of a decoction that can't even cure my illness? No more! I won't drink this useless thing..."

No one can cure Concubine Zhang's behavior when she acts up.

Meng Ning looked at the imperial concubine's face that was red with anger and her bloodless lips, she silently helped Zhang Xueyi lie down, packed up the medicine bowl and went out.

Xin Yi helped Xing Yuan to go out of Gong. When no one was around, she asked Xing Yuan to turn her back, then sat on Gong Tong, put her hands to the tip of her nose, and sniffed gently.

After hesitating for a moment, he pressed his finger on the tip of his tongue again, and his expression suddenly changed.

On her fingers, there were remnants of the medicine.

~

Lu'e came back in the afternoon, bringing a message from Gao Minglou.

It was inconvenient to enter the palace at Gaominglou, but Xin Yi could rest assured that he had already written a letter and sent it back to Dali, describing Concubine Zhang's condition and asking the witch doctor to send a prescription or go to the Song Dynasty in person.

Zhang Xue also listened and looked forward to it even more.

However, Lu E, who sent the message, was completely confused. From the beginning to the end, she had no idea where the world-famous witch doctor came from, let alone why the young master wanted to cooperate with Xin Yi in lying.

But Lu'e is a servant. The young master told her to take good care of Aima and put her safety first. It was not inconvenient for her to say anything and she would do everything as ordered.

This is especially true for apricot balls.

As soon as Lu'e arrived, Xingyuan found an excuse to go out, met with the young eunuch sent by the Imperial City Department, and brought Xin Yi's explanation out, and also brought back Fu Jiuqu's message.

Judging from her skillful performance, she is clearly an old police officer in the Imperial City Department.

Xin Yi guessed right. The person sent to her by the eldest princess's house at this time would not be an ordinary girl.

~

The day passed quickly.

In the evening, Zhou Yiliu came to visit the doctor. He heard that Xinyi was going to find a Dali witch doctor to treat Concubine Zhang Guifei. Under her encouragement, Zhang Xueyi not only believed her, but she also looked radiant and felt much better.

Zhou Yiliu was shocked and suspicious. He became more and more suspicious of Xin Yi's identity. His mood was complicated for a moment, and he actually felt an uncontrollable anger.

When she returned to Xiangluan Pavilion, she was so angry that she threw things. Until nightfall, a palace maid sneaked into the back hall to meet her and told her what happened in Huining Hall.

"Did she really say that?"

"Yes, your servant doesn't look like she's faking it."

"What did the idiot believe in what she said? I'm not telling you that you must incite the idiot and make her believe that the person in front of her is Miss Zhang. She must grasp this life-saving straw and must save her.

?”

"The noble concubine listens to her, and the servant girl can't get in the way."

"waste!"

Zhou Yiliu was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and smiled, "It's okay, there is a way to heaven and she won't take it, but there is no door to hell and she breaks in... Aren't you living in Huining Hall? Aren't you going to talk to the noble concubine? Then let her accompany you.

Enough to last a lifetime."

~

That night, dark clouds blocked the moonlight, and the palace was dark.

After Zhao Zhen finished approving the papers in Funing Hall, it was already late at night. He wanted to go to Huining Hall to see Zhang Xueyi. In the past two days, the imperial concubine's mood had been up and down, and her body and bones were getting worse, which made him slightly uneasy, but

The chamberlain said that Madam Zhou had uneasy fetal movements during her night meal, so she called the imperial doctor twice for consultation. She didn't use much food, so Zhao Zhen turned around and went to Xiangluan Pavilion.

Zhou Yiliu was sitting under the lamp dressed in clothes, sewing a tiger head hat for babies, smiling and looking calm.

She didn't seem to expect Zhao Zhen to come. She looked up, her eyes turned red and she smiled.
To be continued...