The Virtuous Concubine

Bai Xia also heard it and nodded: "It's nothing more than taking the things of the Ninth and Tenth Princes and offering them as gifts!"

Malu thought it was not that simple. She still needed to take a closer look at where these things came from. She turned around and asked Bai Xia, "Are there any people we arranged in the Ministry of Internal Affairs who work for the Eighth Prince?"

Bai Xia nodded: "Yes, I remember that the Fourth Prince sent quite a few of them. Although the Eighth Prince later sent most of them away for some reason, there were still a few clean and smart ones who stayed."

Only then did Malu feel relieved. Since Yinzhen was paying attention, she didn't have to worry about it.

After the master and servant finished chatting, it was time for dinner. Malu was just about to take a sip of fish porridge.

This fish fillet porridge is a new dish developed by the small kitchen. The fish meat is tender and boneless, and melts in your mouth.

When you put it in your mouth with the porridge, there is no fishy taste at all, only freshness and sweetness. Malu loves it very much recently.

But today, Malu felt a little nauseous after just taking a bite.

My stomach felt like it was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and it was churning.

Malu felt uneasy, but she was surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs. If she showed any signs of discomfort, the imperial physician would be called.

So she tried her best to suppress the discomfort, put down the spoon in her hand, and tried to make her tone sound more natural: "I suddenly want to eat something refreshing, crispy and sweet. Bai Xia, go to the kitchen and tell them to make two more dishes."

Bai Xia didn't notice anything unusual, and after answering, he quickly walked towards the small kitchen. When Ma Lu saw Bai Xia leave, he nervously opened the long-forgotten system interface.

When Malu saw the result, he felt as if he was struck by lightning and fell into an icy cave.

Malu no longer had the appetite to eat. He simply stood up, walked towards the inner room with slightly unsteady steps, then lay down with his clothes on, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

It’s over.

Kangxi had not been in the palace for more than half a month. During this period, Kangxi had not summoned her, but only came to have a few meals with her.

Malu lay on the bed, her hand unconsciously touching her abdomen, feeling mixed emotions.

Reason told her that she couldn't keep the child.

And she had no chance. She was not arranged to accompany the emperor to the Nanyuan Palace, and Rong Ji was no longer her imperial physician.

The imperial physician Gu from the Nalan family could not be relied upon in such a matter involving palace secrets and life and death. He did not even have the chance to cover up and frame Kangxi.

Every possible way out was blocked. If she wanted to live, and the children in Yonghe Palace wanted to live, this child must die.

When Bai Xia came back, he was stunned to see that his master was no longer at the dinner table.

She looked at the empty seats, and a bad feeling welled up in her heart. Before she could ask, Malu walked out of the inner room calmly and asked calmly, "Is the food ready?"

Bai Xia didn't have time to think, and quickly replied: "My lady, I have prepared it according to your instructions. I took the initiative to choose candied green plums and white bamboo shoots."

Malu nodded and started eating. Perhaps the green plums and bamboo shoots were just what she wanted, she thought they tasted good.

She still wanted to give it a try.

If they could successfully reach the Nanyuan Palace within half a month, they could probably get by with the fetus's month. Besides, Rong Ji was accompanying the emperor at the Nanyuan Palace at the moment.

With her current position, as long as she could find an appropriate opportunity to subtly reveal her pregnancy in front of Kangxi, there was an 80% chance that Kangxi would order Rong Ji to help her diagnose the disease.

This might give her some room for maneuver. She began to secretly think about how she could get a chance to go to the Nanyuan Palace.

Should he pass the message to the popular people around Kangxi, or find another way?

However, no matter what he did, he had to keep it a secret from the prince.

If he knew this, he would...

Malu didn't dare to think about what kind of crazy thing he would do then. In short, she subconsciously didn't want to tell the prince about this.

After finishing her meal, she immediately stood up and hurried to the desk to write a letter. She carefully conceived and wrote a very affectionate letter to Kangxi, full of thoughts for Kangxi, hoping to arouse Kangxi's tenderness for her.

Then, she spread out the paper and wrote a letter to Wen Xian, in which she tactfully revealed her desire to come to Nanyuan Palace to be with her.

After writing the letter, she called Bai Fu and handed it to her: "You take the letter to the Qianqing Palace."

Bai Fu nodded, carefully took the letter and turned to leave. The letters sent by the concubines to the emperor were all delivered to the Qianqing Palace and then sent to the emperor together.

Malu looked at Bai Fu's departing back, feeling uneasy. She was still a little worried.

Is it enough to just do this?

But all she had left was to wait.

Malu's days in the palace became increasingly difficult. Every time she heard footsteps, she was expecting Kangxi's response.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. One day, after the crown prince finished his task of supervising the country, he glanced around and saw Wei Zhu next to him preparing to collect the memorials he had handled and a pile of other items, apparently to send them to Nanyuan.

The prince suddenly became curious. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is this?"

Wei Zhu hurriedly bowed and replied respectfully, "Your Highness, in addition to the memorials you have handled, there are also letters submitted to the Emperor by various palaces, and some lists of items needed for the Nanyuan Palace submitted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs." The Crown Prince nodded slightly, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over the pile of letters, and his heart suddenly moved.

Did she also write a letter to the Emperor?

But he did not show it, and just said casually: "I suddenly remembered that there are two memorials that I need to show to the emperor. Don't rush to pick them up. Wait until I finish reviewing them."

Wei Zhu responded, put down his things and left.

After Wei Zhu left, the prince walked quickly towards the pile of letters.

He frowned and searched among the numerous letters, and soon found the two letters from Yonghe Palace.

He held the letter, feeling a little hesitant. On the one hand, he didn't want to pry into Malu's privacy, but on the other hand, he was really curious about what Malu would say to the Emperor.

After struggling repeatedly in his heart, he finally couldn't resist the urge of curiosity and gently opened the letter.

The prince read the letter at a glance, then folded it up and put it back where it belonged.

Wei Zhu, who was outside, heard a loud bang inside, which made his heart tremble violently.

He hurried in. The room was in a mess. The huge desk was lying on the ground, ink on the desk was spread everywhere, and memorials were scattered everywhere.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Crown Prince?"