The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

For a moment, the side hall was eerily quiet.

You can hear a pin drop.

The emperor sat upright in a large armchair by the window, his face ashen.

There were a lot of people crowded inside and outside the hall, but no one dared to be the first to speak.

I’m just afraid that it will bring bad luck to the emperor.

There are only two princesses in the palace now, both of whom are still young and often sick. They don't even come out to attend the palace banquets, fearing that the crowds will make them sick. To put it bluntly, it is not known whether they can grow up smoothly.

Although Zhishu's pregnancy was full of twists and turns, she is finally safe and sound recently. Everyone in the palace knows how much His Majesty is looking forward to the child in her belly.

Even if you don't give birth to a prince in the end, giving birth to a princess is also a happy event.

But now...

At the lively Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, His Majesty had just bestowed great rewards on all the concubines in the palace, especially promoting Concubine Ying to Ronghua.

Promoted four levels in a row, more glorious than anyone else!

In the blink of an eye, she had a miscarriage!

How annoyed would His Majesty be?

Who will bear his anger?

Everyone was worried for a while.

"Your Majesty, Miss Ying has suffered a miscarriage that has damaged her health. Please summon the experienced female doctors in the palace to come and deal with the aftermath. Please allow me to prepare a prescription to help Miss Ying recover."

The first person to speak was the medical officer Chu Qingmu.

He was responsible for taking care of Zhishu's pregnancy, so it was reasonable for him to consider Zhishu's health at this time.

The emperor picked up a vase and smashed it at Chu Qingmu.

"How did you take care of Consort Sakura? She suddenly had a miscarriage without any warning. Didn't you even diagnose the slightest sign?"

Chu Qingmu turned his head in time and avoided the vase.

The bottle hit him hard on the shoulder.

Rolled to the ground again.

It broke into pieces with a loud noise, the water inside spilled all over the floor, and the flowers were scattered.

Everyone in the hall was gasping for breath. Even the Empress Dowager, who was sitting nearby, frowned and said nothing.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Chu Qingmu's collar and shoulders were soaked by the water in the vase, but he remained calm. He lifted his skirt and knelt on the ground, bowing his head to report, "Since your Majesty's support, I have been promoted from the Imperial Pharmacy to a medical officer. I have been responsible for protecting Miss Ying's pregnancy. I check her pulse every day, and this morning was no exception. Since your last period, the fetus has stabilized and everything is fine. This morning's pulse and complexion were normal, and you feel well, eating and sleeping as usual, with no signs of miscarriage."

His calmness gradually made the concubines in the hall more active.

Everything was normal this morning, so...?

The emperor sneered, "No signs of miscarriage? Then explain what's going on!"

Zhishu was lying on the couch behind the partition, still unconscious.

Fei Wan, who was accompanying her, stepped forward and interjected, "Your Majesty, we can investigate the matter later. First, please summon the female doctor to help Sister Ying deal with the matter."

There were tears in her eyes and her face was filled with sorrow.

The emperor softened his heart at the sight of her sobbing and pleading.

He temporarily suppressed his anger and ordered someone to quickly call the doctor.

According to custom, if a concubine suffered a miscarriage due to bleeding, a female doctor would usually come with the imperial physician to treat the situation. However, because the emperor was desperate for Zhishu to keep the baby, he avoided summoning the female doctor out of taboo. But at this moment, he had to summon her.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Fei Wan sobbed, bowed, and went back inside to accompany him.

Join hands with the palace maids to help Zhishu clean her clothes first.

Her interruption interrupted the emperor's rising anger.

The emperor finally calmed down and listened to Chu Qingmu continue speaking.

"Your Majesty, I have just diagnosed that Miss Ying's sudden miscarriage is due to the severe cold invigorating infusion she used today, which has damaged her Qi and blood. I daresay that this incident, with no prior warning, must have been man-made. Your Majesty, please order a thorough investigation!"

"Chu Qingmu, do you know what you are saying?"

Chu Qingmu's face was firm: "Your humble servant knows. You are responsible for every word you say, every time you use medicine, and every time you take a pulse. Lady Ying's pulse records are usually in the Imperial Hospital and can be checked at any time. You can also ask other imperial physicians to confirm today's diagnosis!"

The imperial physician who came with him also knelt down hurriedly when he met the emperor's cold, inquiring gaze.

"Your Majesty, my humble servant's diagnosis after taking your pulse is the same as Officer Chu's. Lady Ying has indeed used something that caused a miscarriage within four hours."

The emperor was worthy of being an emperor. After a period of great anger, the matter was already settled and he quickly cleared his head.

He asked in a deep voice, "What is it? External objects or food?"

Cao Bin, who was standing by, saw the opportunity quickly. When he saw that the emperor had regained his composure, he quickly winked at the palace servants, asking them to quickly clean up the mess of broken vases on the ground.

The doctor replied, "It's probably something you take internally. If it were something external, it wouldn't work so quickly."

Chu Qingmu confirmed his statement.

Both imperial physicians said so.

The emperor gave a glance and the palace maid who served Zhishu was summoned to his side.

Not only are there palace maids who serve on a daily basis, but there are also Aunt Ruochu and Xia He who were assigned from the imperial court.

They reported in detail what Zhishu had eaten today.

In addition to the daily supplies from the kitchen, there are also medicinal foods sent by the virtuous concubine to regulate the body.

And in the afternoon, Lincui Palace ordered a table of exquisite dishes to be delivered.

Because Lady Sakura had indicated that she would not attend the palace banquet, Concubine Kang and the others ordered the kitchen to send her a separate meal.

Aunt Ruochu knelt on the ground and reported, "Everything that Lady Ying eats is carefully inspected by our servants before being served. We found nothing wrong with today's food in the kitchen, the medicinal food given by the virtuous concubine, or the vegetables delivered for the banquet this afternoon."

Xia He also said: "Ordinary cold foods, such as safflower and bezoar, are not suitable for pregnant women. We servants know a little about them. There is indeed no such thing in Miss Ying's diet today."

The emperor's face was cold.

Looking at Ruo Chu, he slowly said, "I asked you to serve Ying and select concubines, so that you would be responsible for both her and the unborn prince. She had a miscarriage, and you said everything was normal?"

Then he looked to the side.

"Xianfei, Consort Ying is living in your palace, and you didn't notice anything unusual?"

Xian Fei quickly lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, I have always taken good care of Sister Ying and never dared to slack off. I really haven't noticed anything wrong... However, Sister Ying has been out for half a day or a whole day recently. Last time, when Hui Fei beat Zhao Fei, she came to me for help, but I was too busy to help. She has also become a little distant from me and has been avoiding me these past few days. So, I really don't know the details of what happened today!"

This is to clear yourself completely.

He then said, "Normally, Sister Zhao and Sister Ying are close. Why not let Sister Zhao recall the past carefully?"

The emperor said nothing.

The atmosphere in the room became increasingly gloomy and stagnant.

The doctor arrived at this moment.

Fei Wan handed Zhishu to them and the palace maids, washed her hands, and walked out of the inner room.

He bowed down before the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Sister Ying has lost her child so suddenly that she must be heartbroken upon waking. Does the promotion you just gave her still count?"