They are all concubines, so of course they choose the future emperor.

The atmosphere in the pavilion was harmonious, and Jiang Wanyue even personally brewed a pot of tea for everyone.

She took two sips of tea, picked up a piece of dessert and took a bite, then suddenly her face changed, she covered her mouth, ran out of the pavilion and vomited.

The other people in the pavilion looked at each other.

"Is there something in this dessert?"

Xie Lanxi's face also changed. She threw away the snacks in her hand and wiped her hands vigorously with a handkerchief.

Luo Yudian was leaning against the pavilion pillar and sneered when he heard this.

"It was Aunt Jiang who took the initiative to invite us here. She prepared everything. Would she poison herself? Use your brain."

As she spoke, she glanced at Cui Yan.

"Madam, you're fine even though you ate so much!"

Cui Yan looked calm, took a sip of hot tea and didn't respond to her.

Guan Rou hadn't eaten since she came in, and she only sipped her tea on her lips. She listened to the noise outside and suddenly said something out of nowhere.

"Sister Jiang's condition doesn't seem like she's been poisoned, but more like..."

She suddenly paused halfway through her speech, glanced at the rest of the people, and lowered her voice before continuing.

"I'm pregnant."

These words caused everyone else to subconsciously look outside the pavilion, with different expressions on their faces.

At this time, Jiang Wanyue finished vomiting, rinsed her mouth, and walked back to the pavilion with the help of her maid.

She looked apologetic.

"I'm sorry, everyone. My stomach has been feeling bad these days. I vomit whenever I eat something greasy. I'm sorry for ruining your fun."

She returned to her seat and sat down, completely ignoring the inquiring looks from the crowd.

Guan Rou looked at Jiang Wanyue and couldn't help but ask.

"Sister Jiang, are you sure it's gastrointestinal discomfort? Have you asked the court doctor to check it out?"

Jiang Wanyue waved her hand casually.

"It's an old problem. I have my own prescription and have asked the pharmacy to prepare the medicine."

Cui Yan frowned: "Let's see a doctor! You vomited so badly just now, it doesn't look like a minor illness."

No one was stupid enough to ask Jiang Wanyue in person whether she was pregnant, but only they themselves knew what they were thinking.

The originally harmonious atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

This little gathering obviously couldn't go on.

Jiang Wanyue took the initiative to dismiss the group. After watching them leave, she called the servants to clean up. She then supported two maids and slowly walked towards the Wutong Courtyard.

There was so much hustle and bustle inside and outside the pavilion that no one noticed a little maidservant slipping away quietly.

The little maid ran all the way back to the main courtyard and breathlessly recounted to Madam Lu what she had heard.

After listening to this, Nanny Lu's expression became extremely solemn.

She drove the maid out and paced back and forth in the room alone.

Not long after, she stopped and called several maids over.

"My master is entering the palace today. All matters in the mansion will be left to me."

Nanny Lu's face was drawn and her tone was heavier than usual. The next moment, she dropped a bombshell.

"We just got the news that Aunt Jiang is suspected to be pregnant. We have to act in advance."

Bai Ling was shocked: "But, that's just a guess, I can't be completely sure!"

"That's right." Another maid, Huamei, said, "Mammy, we still have to wait for the princess to come back and let the princess decide!"

"Idiot! When the princess comes back, the prince will come back with her. If that vixen tells the prince the news, it will be difficult for us to take action! This is a rare opportunity!"

Nanny Lu was so powerful that the maids dared not object under her intimidation.

Of course, Madam Lu was not that impatient. She first asked someone to inquire about the diet, medication, etc. of Wutong Courtyard in the past few days.

Soon she discovered something suspicious, and more than one.

Therefore, she became more determined in her idea.

The days in winter always pass quickly, and as night gradually falls, the entire mansion becomes quiet.

In the Wutong courtyard, Jiang Wanyue was leaning on the couch, reading a book by candlelight. Xiuchun was beside her, looking worried.

Soon, Mi'er ran in hurriedly.

"Aunt! Aunt!"

Jiang Wanyue put down the book and looked up at her.

"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly."

Xiuchun handed over a cup of tea.

Mier waved her hand, didn't drink her tea, and took a deep breath: "Mrs. Qian, the gatekeeper, said that she saw Dujuan and Huamei go out of the second door, one went to the kitchen and the other went to the pharmacy."

Jiang Wanyue sat up straight at once.

"They started it."

She stood up quickly and rubbed her hands.

Mi Er was excited and thrilled, with admiration in her eyes: "Auntie is really as good as a god!"

Jiang Wanyue patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't get too excited, or you'll be exposed."

Mier nodded vigorously.

Jiang Wanyue encouraged Mi'er with a few words and let her go back to her room to rest.

Not long after, a bowl of medicine appeared on the table.

Jiang Wanyue looked at the inky black medicinal juice and waited quietly.

When it was completely dark, she took out the pills that Aunt Sun had given her and swallowed them, then picked up the medicine bowl.

Xiuchun was shocked and hurried to stop him.

"Didn't you take that medicine? It's obvious that there's something wrong with this medicine, so don't drink it."

There was a hint of coldness on Jiang Wanyue's calm face.

"If I don't even have the medicine in my body, how can I make Prince Jing believe it? If Prince Jing calls the imperial physician, my godmother's medicine may not be concealed. Therefore, I must drink this medicine."

"But this medicine is poisonous!" Xiuchun was so anxious that sweat broke out on her head.

"Don't worry, this isn't a poison that can kill you. It's just an abortion drug. Just drink a little and your life won't be in danger. Xiuchun, success or failure depends on this one move."

Jiang Wanyue smiled at her and gently but firmly pushed her hand away.

Then he picked up the bowl, took two sips, and spilled some on the ground.

After doing all this, she gave Xiuchun a few more instructions before going back to the bed and lying down.

The drug took effect faster than she expected.

After a while, she felt pain in her lower abdomen.

At first it was just a slight pain, like when your period first started.

But soon, the pain intensified, from heavy pain to colic, and then spread quickly.

Jiang Wanyue covered her stomach and cried out in pain.

Others also began to take action.

Xiuchun stayed in the house, while Pucao and Lizhi were sent to the front yard to call for help.

As expected, the two were stopped at the second door.

Qiancao and Qiongzhi went to the main courtyard and the residence of Cui Yan and others to ask for help.

Of course, they were all stopped.

Acting requires a complete performance.

Jiang Wanyue anticipated all of Nanny Lu's tactics.

For a woman trapped in the harem, there are only a few ways to seek help.

But Nanny Lu could never have imagined that Jiang Wanyue had already prepared a backup plan.

Gradually, the crescent moon moved westwards, and at the end of the Xu hour, the two giant Buddhas finally returned to the palace.

Prince Jing jumped off his horse, threw the whip to his followers, and strode into the gate.

The princess held the hand of the maid and stepped down carefully on the stool. After she stood still, she pulled up her hood, took the hand warmer handed to her by the maid, and walked into the room with light steps.

The princess was very tired after just attending the palace banquet, but she still cheered herself up and asked Prince Jing.

"Where will the prince rest tonight?"

Prince Jing was about to speak when suddenly, a figure ran out from somewhere.

"My Lord, something bad has happened to Aunt Jiang!"

Prince Jing was in a good mood originally. He was in high spirits when he entered the room, with a smile on his face the whole time.

At tonight's palace banquet, he easily defeated the King of Qi and even got a new assignment.

When he returned to the palace and was about to share it with Jiang Wanyue, he suddenly heard these words. His face changed, he flicked his sleeves, and quickly ran towards the inner courtyard.

The princess's expression also changed slightly, but she did not rush to follow. Instead, she looked at the person who brought the news.

The man knelt on the cold, hard floor, bowed his head, and looked respectful.

This was an old woman, wearing the gray clothes of the lowest servant, with an extremely old face and a hunched back.

The princess looked at her several times, felt that she looked unfamiliar, and frowned slightly.

But there was no time to ask, so the princess asked someone to keep an eye on Mrs. Qian and led the others to the inner courtyard.

At this time, Prince Jing had already arrived at the Wutong Courtyard.

He heard cries of pain from a distance away.

When he pushed the door open and ran to the bed, he saw Jiang Wanyue curled up with a pale face. Prince Jing's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

Jiang Wanyue looked at him, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"Your Majesty..."

She only called out once, and was immediately overwhelmed by the pain and screamed in pain.

Prince Jing grabbed her hand.

"The king is back. Don't be afraid. The doctor will be here soon."

Jiang Wanyue held his hand tightly.

"Am I going to die... Prince... Wuwuwu... Prince..."

She whimpered like a wounded little animal, looking so pitiful.

Prince Jing, who has always been cold-hearted, felt the same way at this moment.

He stroked Jiang Wanyue's cheek with his free hand.

"You won't die. I won't let you die."

His tone was gentler than ever before.

But when he turned his head, his brows were sharp and his eyes were murderous.

"Isn't Doctor Zeng here yet?! Rong An!"

Rong An almost crawled into the house.

"Your Highness, Doctor Zeng lives in a remote place, a bit far away, and should be here soon. Also, I have already asked several maids in Wutong Courtyard, and Aunt Jiang suddenly had a stomachache after drinking medicine, which is very suspicious. Please give me some advice, Your Highness."

Prince Jing looked up suddenly.

"Where is the girl named Xiuchun?"

Mi'er, who was standing at the door, knelt down with a plop.

"Your Highness, Sister Xiuchun was captured by Madam Lu while delivering a letter to the front yard!"

She spoke in a hurried tone, obviously very emotional.

Prince Jing's eyes fixed.

"What's going on?! Explain clearly!"

Mi'er kowtowed, and when she raised her head again, her face was full of tears.

"After the aunt drank the medicine, she suddenly had a stomachache. We went to the main courtyard to ask Madam Lu to invite the palace doctor, but Madam Lu said it was already night and all the doors in the palace were locked, so she couldn't go out of the second gate. We begged her in every possible way, but Madam Lu refused. Later, we went to other aunts for help, but they were dragged away before they even entered the house. The aunt was in great pain and was about to faint. Sister Xiuchun had no choice but to break through the second gate and ask a gatekeeper to deliver a message. But soon Madam Lu arrived with people, saying that Sister Xiuchun had made a mistake and wanted to beat her to death."

Mi'er spoke very fast and hardly paused while talking.

She kowtowed again.

"Please, Your Majesty, save my aunt and Sister Xiuchun!"

Prince Jing sneered repeatedly.

"What a wicked slave! Rong An!"

He called out, his voice cold.

Rong An was startled: "I will take people to rescue Miss Xiuchun right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong An ran out quickly, waved to the servants who followed him, and rushed to rescue people as quickly as possible.

Almost the next moment Rong An left, Doctor Zeng arrived.

When Prince Jing saw him, he was obviously relieved. Without waiting for him to salute, he pulled him to the bedside and pressed his head.

"Take the pulse!"

Doctor Zeng took a look at Jiang Wanyue and was shocked. He didn't even have time to take out the pulse pillow and immediately took her pulse.

At the same time, he checked Jiang Wanyue's eyelids, tongue coating, etc., and then asked the maid many questions.

Prince Jing was so anxious that he walked back and forth several times. Just when his patience was about to run out, Doctor Zeng withdrew his hand and opened the medicine box.

"She took an abortion pill."

Prince Jing froze.

At this moment, he felt as if his heart had stopped beating, the blood in his body had stopped, and his face looked uglier than ever before.

And the panic in his eyes.

Doctor Zeng glanced at him and said, "But her life will not be in danger. This medicine is very strong and mixed with several poisons. If an ordinary pregnant woman takes it, it is very likely that both will die. Fortunately, she didn't drink much, and she is not pregnant, so the effect of the medicine is less affected."

Prince Jing felt his heartbeat and blood flow again.

Doctor Zeng spread out the needle bag and pointed toward the door.

"Girl, come here and hold your master down. Don't let her move. I'm going to inject poison."

Mi'er reacted quickly. She jumped up, ran to the bedside, and held Jiang Wanyue's arm as instructed by Doctor Zeng.

Doctor Zeng took out a long golden needle and inserted it into Jiang Wanyue's five fingers.

Originally, Jiang Wanyue didn't even cry out in pain, but when the five needles were inserted into her, she screamed in pain and her body twitched uncontrollably.

Mi'er was terrified.

"Your servant, your servant can't hold it back..."

Prince Jing strode forward.

"I come."

He waved Mi'er away and went into battle himself, holding down Jiang Wanyue's body to prevent her from moving.

Doctor Zeng pulled out the golden needles one by one.

Every time a needle was pulled out, a stream of blood spurted out from the fingertips and sprayed onto the floor.

After the fifth needle was pulled out, Jiang Wanyue stopped twitching and struggling, and slowly calmed down.

Prince Jing looked at the dark red bloodstains on the pedal with a distressed look on his face.

Doctor Zeng took out other gold needles and inserted them into other parts of Jiang Wanyue's body.

This treatment lasted a long time.

When the last needle was withdrawn, Doctor Zeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, let her sleep! She won't feel any pain when she's asleep. I'll go write a prescription and wake her up in two hours to take the medicine."

He quickly packed up his things and went out.

Prince Jing touched Jiang Wanyue's paper-pale cheek, covered her with a quilt, and gave Mi'er a few words of advice before getting up and walking out.

Doctor Zeng was very quick in doing everything. When Prince Jing came out, he had already written the prescription.

After blowing on the ink, he handed the prescription to Prince Jing.

"Tell your people to get the medicine and boil it! I guess there aren't many people who can help this little girl. It's so pitiful. I'll come back tomorrow at noon to give her the injections and release the poison."

Prince Jing glanced over the prescription, called his attendants to get the medicine, and stopped Doctor Zeng.

"Are you going to do this tomorrow to inject poison? Is there no other way to remove the poison?"

Doctor Zeng raised his eyebrows.

"When have you ever felt sorry for someone? This acupuncture is the fastest way to release the poison. Other methods are too slow. This girl is young and in good health. She will recover quickly if she bleeds a little and eats something good."