The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Chongyue sat on the sedan chair and arrived at Jingyang Palace behind her mother. Many concubines had already come to watch the fun. Her scumbag father had not arrived yet. She only saw Qi Deyuan's conspicuous and strong figure standing at the head of the crowd, talking to the palace maid beside Concubine Lian.

Seeing his mother coming, Qi Deyuan immediately left the maidservant beside Concubine Lian and went to greet her.

When the other concubines saw the Queen Mother and Princess Zhenguo coming together, they stopped whispering and went to greet them.

"Your servant pays respects to Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Princess."

(Chongyue had a title and fiefdom, and was also the empress's daughter. All the concubines below the fourth had to bow when they saw her.)

"Everyone, get up. What happened? Wasn't Concubine Lian fine a few days ago? How did she suddenly have a miscarriage?"

After Xiang Huayue asked these questions, no one from the Jingyang Palace came forward to answer except Qi Deyuan.

Xiang Huayue stood there in a silk dress with a golden phoenix pattern flying in clouds. She looked intimidating without even getting angry. Her eyes, which were usually as clear as a pool of autumn water, now looked sharply at Qi Deyuan who was standing in front of the crowd.

"Your Majesty is not here?"

Qi Deyuan received the Empress's gaze and thought of how Concubine Lian had become spoiled these days. He immediately cleared his throat and spoke in a voice that everyone in Jingyang Palace could hear:

"In reply to the Empress, His Majesty is currently discussing important matters with the adults in the Yangxin Palace and is unable to come. His Majesty asked the Empress to investigate the cause and then send someone to inform us."

Upon hearing Qi Deyuan's words, someone in Jingyang Palace couldn't help but sigh first. Some people saw that the Queen Mother did not say anything to stop them, and soon sighs were heard one after another in Jingyang Palace, which was the most lively palace in the past because of Concubine Lian's favor.

Liang Chongyue stood quietly beside his mother, watching all this with cold eyes. The palace has always been a place where one only hears the laughter of new people and never hears the cries of old ones.

When Concubine Lian was in favor, she was arrogant and domineering, and everyone had to flatter her no matter how reluctant they were. Now she has lost her child and her favor. In just one night, she has fallen from the sky to the mud. Those palace servants who were bullied by her have been in the palace for so many years, and none of them are easy to deal with.

Unexpectedly, even with the help of the Hehuan Powder, Concubine Lian couldn't hold on for much longer.

Liang Chongyue's gaze fell on Liang Junlin, who was huddled in the corner with a look of fear on her face. Everyone in Jingyang Palace focused their attention behind the closed palace door, wondering about Concubine Lian's current situation. No one paid any attention to her.

Liang Junlin suddenly felt a chill on her back and her whole body went cold. Following the biting coldness on her back, she looked up and happened to meet her fifth sister's eyes.

Liang Chongyue gave her a wicked smile with a sense of humor, which instantly frightened her and made her scream, attracting a lot of people's attention.

"The Ninth Princess is such a pitiful child. With such a big incident happening in Jingyang Palace, there's no one around her. God has pity on her. If she were my daughter, ah..."

The concubine who was expressing regret suddenly stopped talking halfway, reached out to take out a handkerchief from her sleeve, slowly walked towards Liang Junlin, hugged her in her arms and comforted her.

Seeing this scene, many concubines present cursed inwardly, and some of them were so outspoken that they directly exposed her thoughts.

"As expected, Zhaoyi Luo is young and smart. Even though Concubine Lian is still alive and well, she has already started to set her sights on the Ninth Princess."

Even though her thoughts were exposed, Luo Zhaoyi was not angry. She just smiled faintly and did not hide her love for Liang Junlin at all.

"I am not blessed to have a princess as lovely as Lin'er. I just feel sorry for her because she is so young."

Liang Chongyue remembered that when Luo Zhaoyi first entered the palace, she was favored by her scumbag father for a period of time. She was pregnant twice, but both times she was unable to give birth safely.

The oldest one was only five months old when she died because of a cup of scented tea whose origin could not be traced, and along with it her favor.

Judging from the time, if Luo Zhaoyi's child could be born, it should be the same age as Liang Junlin.

Liang Chongyue's gaze fell on Luo Zhaoyi. Seeing that she seemed to truly care for Liang Junlin, he carefully held her in his arms and comforted her softly.

Liang Junlin also calmed down a lot because of her comfort, only there was still a little fear in her eyes, and she looked at her from time to time.

If her eyes met hers, Liang Junlin would immediately turn her head away, nestling in Luo Zhaoyi's arms and sobbing softly as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Luo Zhaoyi held the person in her arms, so she naturally saw it more clearly than others. Following Liang Junlin's last glance, she met Liang Chongyue's calm eyes. A hint of doubt flashed in Luo Zhaoyi's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

After giving Liang Chongyue a gentle smile, he withdrew his gaze and concentrated on comforting Liang Junlin.

Liang Chongyue withdrew her gaze. Concubine Lian was not dead yet, so Zhaoyi Luo was no longer hiding her thoughts from others.

Listening to the sweet and soft voice of Concubine Lian in Jingyang Palace, now hoarse from shouting, she was still muttering about her scumbag father. Basins of blood were brought out, and it was creepy to look at.

Liang Chongyue only glanced at the wooden basin full of blood and then looked away, turning his gaze to the palace maids waiting under the eaves.

The palace maids and eunuchs in Jingyang Palace were replaced frequently, and few of them could stay for more than two months.

Now, they all lowered their heads, wishing that no one would notice them. Liang Chongyue whispered a few words in his mother's ear.

Xiang Huayue followed Chongyue's gaze and saw that it was true. Even the palace maid who had spoken to Qi Deyuan when she first arrived fell silent and slowly shrank behind the concubines.

If it were a little later, this inconspicuous palace maid would have hidden in the crowd and would have been indistinguishable.

Xiang Huayue gave Chunchan a look, and the latter immediately understood. He stepped forward, dragged the palace maid out, and forced her to kneel in front of the Empress:

"I remember you were the maidservant who served Empress Lian personally, your name was Ye'er. Why didn't you answer when the Empress asked you a question?"

Aunt Chunchan is an old veteran in this palace. She has been trusted by the Empress Dowager for so many years and has some face even in front of the Emperor.

Now being forced to kneel in front of everyone, Ye Er was so frightened that she burst into tears and trembled like a sieve, muttering to herself:

"Please spare me, my lady. I know nothing. I know nothing."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone could guess that Concubine Lian's miscarriage was not a simple matter, especially those concubines in the harem who had been bullied by Concubine Lian.

In the past, Concubine Lian was favored, so they could only tolerate her again and again. Now, His Majesty doesn't even care about her miscarriage, so she must have fallen out of favor. This year, for His Majesty's birthday, the new beauties sent by various border countries are young and beautiful. By the time Concubine Lian has finished her double confinement, His Majesty will probably have forgotten her long ago.