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

Zhishu's face was pale, with cold sweat on her forehead. She leaned weakly on the pillow.

The palace maid was wiping her sweat gently with a handkerchief.

Another palace maid brought a bowl of hot ginger sugar water and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

She was so weak that she didn't even need to stand up to see the Emperor and the Empress Dowager off. When Wu Xiangrong rushed in and scolded her for not pleading for Fei Wan, she only managed to twitch the corners of her mouth.

She seemed to want to smile, but she lacked the energy.

"Sister, my stomach hurts..."

The sound is also very weak.

Wu Xiangrong was startled.

"You, you were able to cry just now, why are you like this now? Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician!"

The judge of the Academy of Literature and another medical officer left with Concubine Qing, but Chu Qingmu stayed and entered the partition when he heard the sound.

After checking Zhishu's pulse, he said in a deep voice, "The young lady is in a serious condition. She was struggling to speak and walk just now, but now she can't hold on any longer."

Wu Xiangrong was anxious: "What should I do then?"

"Your humble servant and the judge of the Academy of Literature have just discussed the prescription. We will prepare the herbs and boil them. My lady, drink one bowl before bed tonight. Adjust the medicine every three days. You will recover after a month of careful care. During this period, you must avoid any fatigue or stress. You should take a short rest like a woman who has just given birth."

Wu Xiangrong was afraid of upsetting Zhishu, who had just lost her child, so she quickly rebuked him, "Why are you saying that? Please go and make the medicine quickly, and be sure to keep a close eye on it. Don't let anyone tamper with anything you take."

Chu Qingmu bowed and left.

Zhishu said weakly, "Thank you, sister."

"Just lie down and stop talking. It's my fault for being so anxious and confused. I shouldn't have blamed you and made you worry."

Wu Xiangrong covered her with another brocade quilt to keep her warm. "Sister Zhao and Imperial Concubine Yue have all gone to the Palace Administration Office and didn't have time to say goodbye to you. But don't worry about her. I think His Majesty really believes in Sister Zhao's innocence. He only sent her there to silence everyone. He will definitely not let her suffer any injustice. Besides, Imperial Concubine Qing and Empress Hui are watching over her. Although Empress Hui has a bad temper, she is the most fair. You can rest assured."

In fact, even as Wu Xiangrong said this, she was still unsure.

Just now, when the emperor ordered everyone from the two palaces to go to the palace for formalities, his expression was not pleasant.

Zhishu glanced lightly at the palace maid in front of her.

In addition to his own maidservants, Xia He, who was in front of the emperor, was also there, as well as the two palace maids who originally served here, and the female doctor transferred from the Imperial Hospital.

After a moment of silence, she looked at Wu Xiangrong and whispered, "Sister, you trust Sister Zhao very much, don't you?"

Wu Xiangrong's heart skipped a beat.

"...Could it be that you suspect her? Sister Ying, you, please don't get the wrong idea! We sisters have been together for a long time. You should know Sister Zhao better than I do what kind of person she is."

Zhishu remained silent for a long while.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.

His expression was gloomy.

"I didn't care much about this child before, and I wasn't too worried when I saw blood last time. But, he kept growing bigger and bigger in my belly... and suddenly he was gone... Now, I just want to kill the person who hurt me with my own hands, and that will make me feel better."

Wu Xiangrong looked at her expression and said, "Then don't be suspicious of Sister Zhao. She would do anything to harm you for no reason, right?"

"Sister, I've seen too many shady people and things in the cold palace before, and I can't help but think too much. Sometimes, the most unlikely person is the most likely."

"Sister, you are tired, take a nap first."

Wu Xiangrong held Zhishu's hand, thinking of the misfortune she had just suffered, and couldn't bear to blame her for having wrong thoughts.

Tucked in the corner of the quilt for her.

He waited until Zhishu fell asleep before quietly walking out from behind the partition.

In the side room off the main hall, Concubine Qiu and Concubine Chen were both there. They had come back after the crowd had dispersed. Seeing Wu Xiangrong come out, they hurriedly asked how Zhishu was doing.

"She just went to bed. The imperial physician said she needs to be carefully nursed back to health. When the medicine is ready, we'll have to wake her up and take it before she goes back to sleep."

Wu Xiangrong did not mention Zhishu's suspicion of Feiwan.

Concubine Chen leaned in closer and whispered, "Sister Wu, I just saw that Concubine Zhao and Concubine Yue have really gone to the palace. What should we do? Should we give them some money so that they won't embarrass Concubine Zhao?"

Wu Xiangrong sighed, "You're thoughtful. But at this moment, it's better not to act rashly. If His Majesty finds out, it will be bad for Sister Zhao."

Qiu Changzai suggested, "Let's go to Chenqian Palace and ask His Majesty for help. Let's also find some people who are on good terms with Concubine Zhao and go with us."

Wu Xiangrong and Chen Guiren both felt that it was not feasible.

The emperor is very angry, and going there at this time will only backfire.

The three of them discussed for a long time but still couldn't come up with an idea.

Fei Wan is usually their backbone, but now that Fei Wan is in jail, they find themselves unable to do anything.

Nanny Shixiang who served the Empress Dowager came.

He said that the room in Ciyu Palace had been cleaned up and was warm and comfortable, and he came to pick Zhishu up.

Wu Xiangrong was just about to suggest moving tomorrow when Zhishu had already walked out of the inner room wrapped in a cloak and supporting a palace maid.

"Let's go."

She followed Tohka in a cold and indifferent manner.

He didn't even say goodbye to Wu Xiangrong and the others.

Several people looked at each other, feeling that everything that happened tonight was too unexpected.

The moonlight in the courtyard was bright, almost as bright as day, but everyone's heart was covered with a vague shadow.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in the Daliang harem was spent in such turmoil.

The entire palace fell silent and fell into a deep sleep.

The bright moon sets in the west and the morning sun rises.

A few hours later, it was a new day.

The emperor got up early as usual to attend court.

In addition to the palace maids, Yu Sujin also helped him wash and groom himself.

The newly appointed Concubine Yu accompanied the emperor in Chenqian Palace for two consecutive nights and served him diligently.

"Farewell to Your Majesty."

After everything was packed, she saw the emperor out.

Standing at the door of Chenqian Palace, he bowed down reluctantly.

The emperor sat on the sedan chair and nodded slightly to her, "When you have free time during the day, go to Ciyun Palace to see Ying Ronghua."

"Yes, Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will definitely spend more time with her to comfort her."

Yu Sujin is gentle and obedient.

The emperor paused.

It was as if I saw Fei Wan when she had just been favored.

In fact, when the two sisters bowed their heads, their postures were quite similar.

The trance lasted only a moment, and the emperor calmed down and prepared to go to court.

Just as he was about to set off, Cao Bin came hurriedly.

He was ordered to go to the Palace Administration Office early in the morning to inquire about the progress of the previous night.

Panting, he ran to the emperor's presence. Without waiting to catch his breath, he lowered his head and reported:

"Your Majesty, Linshui, the Chunxi Palace maid who denounced Concubine Zhao last night, has escaped."