After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

This question made the three of them silent, and the atmosphere instantly froze to the extreme.

Xiao Yunzheng hadn't noticed yet and glanced at them, "What's wrong? Do you want to stay in Wujun forever? You can pretend to be sick for a while, but not forever." She took a few big mouthfuls of rice.

Nian Susu and Qin Junyu exchanged glances, understood each other's meaning, and sighed together.

It was because they were living such a carefree life in Wujun that they didn't want to go back to Shengjing, but what was coming had to come. After being away from the palace for nearly a month, it was time for them to prepare for their return trip.

"It's better not to talk about such unhappy things while eating." Li Yaoyuan smiled to ease the atmosphere and picked up more dishes for Xiao Yunzheng, hoping that she would not continue this topic.

The two people's faces were obviously not right, and Xiao Yunzheng could see it even though she was carefree. The moods of the people behind were affected, and they felt very uncomfortable while eating.

Xiao Yunzheng settled down in Yulin, but would leave again in a few days.

Nian Susu helped her make the bed, told her to close the doors and windows as it might rain at night, and then went back to her room.

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mid-September.

The emperor fell ill after the Mid-Autumn Festival and it has been a month since then. He has not attended court for a month, and no one knows what the situation is in the Qinian Palace. Everyone in the palace is in danger, and the sky above the imperial city is shrouded in strange clouds.

The Imperial Hospital has tried its best, but there is still no improvement. It is hard not to think of ghosts and gods. However, the Empress has been chanting sutras and praying for the Emperor in the Buddhist temple. Logically, even if there are evil spirits, they should be driven away, but nothing has changed.

And all this requires a reasonable statement and explanation.

Rumors have been rife in the palace recently, most of which revolve around the fact that Shen Baolin and the emperor both fell into the water on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

“I heard that this was an accident carefully planned by Shen Baolin in order to steal the emperor’s luck!

In just half a year, the emperor led his troops to drive out the Northern Wei, recover many lost territories such as Yanmen Pass, and capture the traitor Qin Zehai. When everyone thought that Liuli was going to be destroyed, it was the emperor who fought his way out of adversity and saved the country from collapse! This is enough to show that the emperor is the son of the plane!

How could a chosen son like the emperor, with extremely strong luck and the protection of the gods, fall ill and never get up? So... Shen Baolin is the evil star that stole the emperor's luck!"

"No, no, no, I think the other statement is more credible!"

"Lord Lin asked an expert to calculate the horoscopes of the emperor and Shen Baolin. The five elements of their horoscopes conflict with each other, and they are doomed to be together. If Shen Baolin had been a concubine of the emperor, it would not have been a big deal, but they both fell into the water together..."

"Water...is there any explanation?"

"There are nine fields in the sky, nine states on the earth, nine mountains in the earth, nine barriers in the mountains, nine swamps in the marshes, eight kinds of wind, and six rivers in the water... All things in the world are one person's body. This is called the Great Unity. In other words, people coexist with plants, mountains and water. In the water, they can achieve the state of unity between man and nature. The fates of the two people originally collided with each other. This 'combination' will definitely cause trouble, right?"

"And it fell into the Qianli Lake located in the southernmost part of the palace, a place with extremely strong yin energy. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

The unexpected incident at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet has become a topic of conversation among the palace people. There are many versions circulating with different statements, but one thing remains unchanged - the emperor is seriously ill and it was Shen Xinran who caused it.

Zhaoyang Palace, Rihui Hall.

Shen Xinran was in a constant state of panic, worried that the rumors would affect her and the Shen family. She had not dared to go out for three or four days. She felt that others looked at her with malicious intent. She woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, her mind full of the image of the emperor lying in the dim Qinian Palace with a pale face.

She wrote a letter home seeking asylum, and something Shen Qiyuan mentioned gave her a new idea - why did she and the emperor fall into the lake together and be rescued together, but she, a weak woman, was fine, but the emperor, a lively man, fell ill?

There must be a conspiracy here!

Shen Xinran didn't believe in the idea of ​​stealing luck or having a conflicting fate, so she wanted to go and check it out herself to see if the emperor was still dying like he was a month ago.

Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests.

Shen Xinran came alone and was stopped by Lin Shoude at the steps.

"Shen Baolin, the emperor has ordered that no one is allowed to enter the Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests without permission. Please go back."

"Eunuch Lin." Shen Xinran smiled, her attitude was quite friendly, "The many rumors in the palace have made me unable to sleep or eat. It was me who harmed the emperor. I am willing to make amends. Please give me a chance."

Lin Shoude sneered, with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Shen Baolin, you also said it was a rumor, then it can't be true. The emperor is wise, he will definitely not have a different opinion of you because of the rumors."

"You, please go back." He repeated with emphasis.

Shen Xinran stretched her neck to look inside, trying to force her way in when Lin Shoude wasn't paying attention, but was stopped by the Hulin Guard who drew his sword and held the sharp blade to her neck. The sword energy seemed to have cut a hole in her skin. She was so scared that her legs went weak, and she stepped back to her original position.

Lin Shoude sneered: "What does Shen Baolin think of the Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests?"

Shen Xinran was so angry that her face turned red and her neck became thick. She shouted, "I am the master and you are the servant! Why are you stopping me? I want to see the emperor!"

Lin Shoude was too lazy to argue with her and turned to go up the stairs.

With two swords in front of her, Shen Xinran didn't dare to move forward and could only stare angrily at Lin Shoude's back before leaving.

But she did not go far, but lurked on the road leading to the Qinian Palace.

Night fell. Because the rumors of ghosts and gods in the palace were spreading wildly, no one dared to approach the Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests after dark, so Shen Xinran hid behind the wall for a long time without seeing anyone passing by.

The temperature dropped sharply at night, and the wind blew, shaking the leaves above my head and making a goosebump-inducing sound.

Shen Xinran rubbed her frozen arms and squatted down with her back against the palace wall.

The long palace corridor seemed to have no end in sight, and when I looked up I couldn't see the sky. A feeling of fear instantly surged into my heart.

Just as she was about to back down, she heard the voice of a palace maid talking from the side door a few steps away from her.

"It's too scary this late at night. I won't come with you next time."

"No, dear sister. If you don't accompany me, how can I dare to walk alone at night? If I don't walk at night, I won't be able to deliver the medicine. If I delay the emperor's treatment, Eunuch Lin will definitely beat me with a stick."

"You see, the emperor is really something. He can take the medicine at any other time, but he has to take it in the middle of the night. That's fine, but the Palace of Prayer for Good Harvests is so big, can't it even fit a stove to boil the medicine? He has to have the imperial kitchen boil it and send it over. We servants are the ones who suffer."

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful, the walls have ears."

"What do you mean walls have ears? At this hour, there is no one else except that thing." She was just saying it casually, but some rumors suddenly emerged in her mind...