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07, attack

As the evening approached, Wei Shi was copying scriptures, very seriously, and no one disturbed her. Empress Dowager Zhaoming gave Wei Shi three days to copy a meditation scripture.

Wei Gui picked up his pen and wrote the last word of today. He looked out the window. It was getting darker. Wei Gui curled his lips and took off the sachet from his waist and slowly opened it.

The seven elves flew out and landed on a pot of peony flowers on the windowsill. The peony flowers were elegant and luxurious, and they were in great bloom. Wei Gui stretched out his index finger and placed it beside his mouth and bit it, dripping the blood into the stem of the peony flowers. After a while, he took his hand back.

After a while, Wei Jing spoke, "Go and inquire about Concubine Zheng Shu."

"yes!"

The seven elves soon disappeared, and Wei Jing stood under the corridor and fell into deep thought. Wei Yuqin was dead, and she had two other sisters suffering. When she thought of this, a deep hatred suddenly bloomed in Wei Jing's eyes.

An hour later, the elf came back and relied on the flower stem.

"Master, Concubine Zheng Shu is pregnant."

Wei Jie frowned and soon thought of Empress Dowager Zhaoming's meaning. The Duke of Zheng's mansion was already strong enough that there could never be another prince.

Emperor Nanliang had only two princes under his knees, and his biological mother was not high. Moreover, the two princes had grown up. The eldest prince was stupid and the second prince's biological mother was humble. He had no support from his mother, and was isolated and helpless. He had always lived cautiously.

It has been seven years since Emperor Nanliang ascended the throne. Many pregnant people in the harem either died young or gave birth to a princess, but no healthy prince was born safely. Emperor Nanliang was extremely eager for another prince.

Are you pregnant...

"Is there any news about Concubine Pure?" Wei Shi suddenly asked.

"Concubine Chun is in charge of the six palaces. Concubine Zheng Shu is only more than a month pregnant and has been hiding it. She will wait for the emperor to come back to pray for blessings."

Wei Gui's eyes moved slightly. No wonder at this critical moment, Empress Dowager Zhaoming wanted something to happen to Concubine Zheng Shu. Emperor Nanliang was not in the palace, and he went to the Guo Temple to pray for the war. It would take at least three days to come back. Concubine Chun's mother tribe was Shangguan family, and he was both literary and military with Duke Zheng. However, the Shangguan family was a family of a century-old family. Concubine Chun's legitimate brother held military power and was responsible for the safety and guard of Kyoto City. Duke Zheng was a clan of civil officials, slightly inferior to the Shangguan family.

Suddenly, footsteps came from my ears. It was Madam Wen who came to deliver food in person, "Miss Seven, it's time to have a meal."

"Madam, I want to go out for a walk."

Madam Wen looked at Wei Yin in surprise, "Now?"

"Um!"

Madam Wen did not obstruct her much, so she asked the palace maid Liu Ya to follow Wei Shi, then returned to the main hall and told Empress Dowager Zhaoming about this.

Empress Dowager Zhaoming supported her jaw with one hand, looking at the endgame in front of her, as if thinking about what to do next, "Follow her and ask people to be smarter and don't make any trouble."

"Yes, I understand."

The moonlight was bright, and Wei Jing walked all the way to the Spring Palace, which was the only place for Concubine Chun. Wei Jing said to Liu Ya, "The moonlight is good today. Can you get a piano for me?"

Liu Ya hesitated for a moment, but nodded quickly, "I will go back."

Wei Jing watched Liu Ya walk away, and under the guidance of the elf, he continued to move forward and walked to a long corridor outside the Huichun Palace. The brightly lit and extremely luxurious in the Huichun Palace, which is worthy of being the bedroom of the pure imperial concubine.

"Master, Concubine Chun is here!"

Wei Gui's eyes tightened, he leaned over and looked in, looking around curiously.

"Who are you, what are you doing here!" An angry shout came from behind. Wei Gui turned around and looked at the pure concubine in a beautiful brown-red dress. She had a bent eyebrows, her almond eyes and peach cheeks, and her skin was as delicate as fat. She was filled with luxurious atmosphere. She had two small phoenix hairpins on her hair, and her drooping golden tassels swayed slightly, which was graceful and luxurious. Her beautiful eyes were filled with elegance. She put one hand on the back of the little palace maid's hand, and her lotus steps were slightly moved. She was a rare beauty.

Wei Jing bent down and knelt down, "I... I just came to the palace and got lost accidentally. I didn't mean it. I also asked Concubine Shu to forgive me."

"Rareless, open your eyes and see clearly. This is the Empress of the Pure Concubine, not the Concubine Shu!" The little palace maid shouted angrily.

Wei Jing shivered in fear, and looked at Concubine Chun with a pale face. Concubine Chun frowned and looked at Wei Jing unhappily, "Where did you come out? Why do I look at it very beautiful?"

"Return to the words of the Imperial Concubine, my daughter is a girl from the Nanyang Marquis' Mansion. Today I came to the palace to visit the Empress Dowager. I accidentally got lost. It happened that it was getting late. My daughter couldn't see the honor of the Imperial Concubine. I beg the Imperial Concubine to forgive her crimes."

Wei Jing kowtowed to Concubine Chun a few times. Concubine Chun did not shout, but looked at Wei Jing, "There are no more few concubines in the palace, so why do you recognize this palace as Concubine Shu?"

Judging from this tone, Concubine Chun clearly looked down on Concubine Zheng Shu.

Wei Jing hesitated, and Concubine Chun frowned, "What, in your eyes, I can't compare to Concubine Shu?"

"No, the imperial concubine is in all manners and is unparalleled." Wei Jing said, pausing again, "Just..."

The pure concubine narrowed her eyes and waited for the second half of the sentence.

"The first time I entered the palace, I had the honor to meet the concubine. It was my honor. When I returned, I would tell my sisters that the concubine was well-deserved and beautiful, and helped the emperor to assist in the six palaces. I was the emperor's most beloved empress, and no one can compare to it."

After hearing this, Concubine Chun became much more happy. When she saw that Wei Jing was young and could speak, she stopped caring about it. "Those who don't know will not be guilty, get up."

"Thank you, Imperial Concubine." Wei Jin's eyes were full of admiration. What she guessed was right. Concubine Chun and Concubine Zheng Shu were incompatible!

Concubine Chun asked again, "You just said that you went to the palace to pay homage to the empress dowager, which palace did you worship?"

"Reply to the words of the Imperial Concubine, it is Cihe Palace."

When he heard Cihegong, the smile on Concubine Chun's face was curled by three points and soon returned to normal. "The Empress Dowager does not often leave his ministers and daughters. For so many years, it is the first honor. It is rare for you to please the Empress Dowager. But remember to persuade the Empress Dowager not to overwork. Recovering well is the most important thing."

Wei Jing looked puzzled and nodded again, "The Empress Dowager is indeed worried about the emperor's descendants. For this matter, my daughter will definitely bow to the Empress Dowager Guanyin to relieve her worries."

The word "children" seemed to poke the pain of Concubine Chun. Concubine Chun frowned, and her good mood changed instantly. She loosened her hand that supported the little palace maid, rubbed her eyebrows, but there was a sarcastic corner of her mouth, "The Empress Dowager has been bothering, and it is rare to remember the emperor's descendants..."

Who doesn’t know that the one who hates Emperor Nanliang the most in the world is Empress Dowager Zhaoming? Empress Dowager Zhaoming hopes that Emperor Nanliang will lose his sons and grandsons. How could he sincerely pray for the descendants of Emperor Nanliang and not curse behind his back?

"The Imperial Concubine is so beautiful. The little prince she gave birth to in the future must be very beautiful. This is the first time I have seen a woman as beautiful as the Imperial Concubine."

Concubine Chun looked at Wei Jing's ignorant appearance and was amused by these words. She took off a jade bracelet from her wrist, "Your little mouth is sweet like honey. No wonder the Queen Mother will leave you with fun. If I give birth to a prince one day, I will reward you the first one."

The jade bracelet was originally going to be handed over to the little palace maid and then handed over to Wei Jing. Wei Jing took the lead and took the jade bracelet directly from Concubine Chun. The little palace maid was slightly stunned. Thinking that Wei Jing didn't understand the rules, he didn't say anything.

Concubine Chun felt a numbness on her wrist. In just a moment, it soon disappeared again. She watched Wei Shi take the jade bracelet in fear and fear, and then withdrew her hand, "I am tired, Jasmine, take Miss Wei to find Cihe Palace."

"yes!"

"Thank you, the Imperial Concubine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Concubine Chun suddenly felt a swelling in her stomach, and she couldn't help but cover her lips and retching. The palace maid immediately became anxious, "Empress, what's wrong with you?"

Concubine Chun wanted to shake her head, but her stomach felt really uncomfortable, so she said, "Please ask for an imperial physician!"

Wei Jing walked back one step and three times, took back the silver needle in his hand, and saw Liu Ya coming from afar with the piano playing, so he said to Moli, "It's time for Miss Moli, I saw the palace maids of Cihe Palace."
Chapter completed!
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