This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

"What?" An Lingrong suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Why is it that when she accompanies the emperor, Concubine Fucha becomes unhappy?

I almost had a miscarriage last time, and I don’t think it will be the same this time.

"Ah hum." The emperor woke up after hearing the noise and swallowed his saliva. "What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, Noble Lady Fucha sent someone to tell you that she is not feeling well and would like Your Majesty to come and see her." Xiao Xiazi ran up to the emperor.

"If you feel unwell, go and ask the imperial physician. I'm not an imperial physician. What's the point of asking me?" The emperor wanted to get up, and An Lingrong went up to help him up and helped him put on his clothes and shoes.

"After all, Sister Fucha is pregnant with the royal heir. What if the royal heir is really ill? Your Majesty should go and see him." An Lingrong thought that she could also use this excuse to return to the Yanx Palace, so she advised the emperor.

"Then let's get going."

Yongzheng stood up, took An Lingrong's hand and went out. He also wanted to see what Noble Lady Fucha was doing next.

Yongzheng went to the Yanxi Palace, and the news from the Yanxi Palace also reached Zhou Ninghai.

The various beauties in Yikun Palace sat around the stone table to give Rouge advice. Concubine Hua decided to name Sun Miaoqing's new shop "Rouge".

Everyone was discussing the matter lively. Zhou Ninghai, after hearing the news, had no choice but to limp over to Concubine Hua, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Zhou Ninghai was hesitating. If he came to pour cold water on such a good atmosphere, would Concubine Hua punch him?

"What's the matter? Tell me." Concubine Hua held up a box of rouge and looked at its base color through the sunlight.

"Your Majesty, there is news from the Yanxi Palace that Concubine Fucha has a problem with her pregnancy."

Zhou Ninghai's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and it fell into the ears of every lady.

"Hasn't Concubine Fucha had problems with her pregnancy every other day? What's so strange about this?" Xin Chang revealed a hint of disdain in his words.

"Hey, Noble Lady Fucha has been pregnant for three months, why hasn't she settled down yet?" Concubine Qi added.

Concubine Qi was genuinely curious and didn't mean to be sarcastic.

Shen Meizhuang had a calm expression on her face and didn't say much. She had not forgotten the last time she was confined to her room because of Noble Lady Fucha's pregnancy.

"Have you notified the emperor?" Concubine Hua put down the red nail polish in her hand and chose another lighter color.

"The Emperor has already been there, and it is said that all the doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau have gone there. It seems to be true this time." Zhou Ninghai said, looking at Concubine Hua's eyes.

"In that case, I will go and take a look as well. Sister Qi Fei and the other sisters can do as they please." Concubine Hua stretched out her hand and tried to get up with the support of Song Zhi.

"Since Noble Lady Fucha is ill, I'll go and take a look, Cuiguo." Concubine Qi said that she had been sitting for too long and wanted to move, so she stretched out her hand to signal Cuiguo to help her up.

"Your Majesty, I will go too. I want to see if Noble Lady Fucha has eaten purslane by mistake again."

Xin Changzai also stood up all of a sudden.

Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang and Concubine Jing also stood up silently, which meant that they wanted to eat the melon together.

Leaving the child to the wet nurse, a group of women went to the Yanxi Palace to "visit (eat) the sick (melon)".

When Concubine Hua and the others arrived, the Emperor had not yet arrived.

She saw that Zhang Mi and the brothers Jiang Cheng and Jiang Shan were all in the Yanx Palace, and they all had their faces covered with cloth. Seeing that the situation was not right, Concubine Hua frowned slightly and wanted to let the others go back to their respective palaces to wait for news.

Unexpectedly, before Concubine Hua could finish her words, the Emperor and An Lingrong arrived.

Concubine Hua put away her doubts and could only sit outside the palace with everyone else and wait for news.

Hua Fei secretly felt that something was not right, but she couldn't tell what the problem was.

Why hasn't the queen come yet?

When Zhang Mi came out of the inner hall, he saw a large room full of people in the outer hall. He was shocked and hurriedly ran to his knees before the emperor.

"Your Majesty, why are you here? This is not a good place to come to!"

Zhang Mi looked panicked, and the faces of brothers Jiang Cheng and Jiang Shen were not much better.

Even though the scarf covered half of their faces, one could still see the tension and anxiety in their eyes.

Everyone who came here to watch the show was feeling a little uneasy; the atmosphere wasn't right.

"What happened to Noble Lady Fucha?" The emperor sat on the Eight Immortals Chair, his wrist resting on his knees, twisting a jade bead.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid Noble Lady Fucha has contracted an epidemic. Your Majesty and the ladies are requested to leave here as soon as possible."

After hearing the news, Concubine Xin and Concubine Qi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The string of beads that the emperor was twisting in his hand paused.

Zhang Mi felt that his head was in danger. Who on earth had given the message to the emperor, and why did the emperor come so soon?

And with this group of empresses and noble ladies, oh my God, he's really afraid that he won't be able to keep his position as the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

Of course it was Noble Lady Fucha.

But now Noble Lady Fucha, who was lying on the bed, couldn't think of so much.

Noble Lady Fucha was standing in the courtyard just now, watching An Lingrong being taken away by Xiao Xiazi. After being blown by the wind for a while, she felt a headache. Her headache got worse after lunch. She was very happy, thinking that she was really sick this time, so she asked Sang'er to go to the Yangxin Palace to deliver the message and ask the emperor to come and see her.

But while waiting for the emperor to come, Noble Lady Fucha was already sweating profusely from the pain and had a fever, so she didn't care whether the emperor came or not.

How come you really get sick just because you say you are sick?

Everyone in the hall was restless, but they didn't lose their composure.

Concubine Hua said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, you should go back to the Yangxin Palace first, and my sisters should go back to their respective palaces first. I will stay here to see the situation first."

When the emperor heard Concubine Hua's voice, he finally realized why the queen was not there at this time.

There is an epidemic in this palace, and it should be the Queen who is in charge of all the palaces to prevent the disease.

"Yes, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's health is the most important." Concubine Jing also said along with Concubine Hua.

"Is there any problem with Noble Lady Fucha's pregnancy?" The emperor felt that if he left immediately, it would be a loss of face in front of so many concubines, so he forced himself to stay put for a while.

"Your Majesty, Lady Fucha's pregnancy also shows signs of bleeding, but it's not serious. I will just adjust the prescription and take care of her a little bit."

"Why are there signs of miscarriage again?"

"Your Majesty, this may be caused by an epidemic. We will do our best to treat it. Your Majesty, please leave first."

Zhang Mi didn't dare to say that he could detect the presence of muscle-relaxing and blood-activating medicine in Noble Lady Fucha's pulse. After all, the Queen did not tell him anything this time.

I have been trying my best to take care of Noble Lady Fucha, so how could she have a miscarriage?

For a moment, Zhang Mi was not sure whether the Queen had taken action from somewhere else without notifying him.

Fortunately, Noble Lady Fucha had indeed contracted an epidemic. The cause of the disease could give her some respite, and after coaxing the Emperor away, she could slowly check on him.

"Do your best to protect the baby in Noble Lady Fucha's belly." The emperor looked at Zhang Mi lying on the ground and warned him seriously.

Some time ago, the Imperial Observatory said that Noble Lady Fucha was pregnant with a boy. This time, Yongzheng kept it a secret and no one was allowed to reveal it. Only he knew about it.