The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

The grudge over the third-day bathing ceremony made Yixiu remember it for the entire confinement period. After she finished her confinement period and carefully bathed and changed her clothes, the first thing she did was to summon Shen Meiyu and ask her when she would have sex with Zhen Huan.

Shen Meizhuang almost burst into tears again.

Look, the Queen is such a good person. She risked her life to give birth to my child, and the first thing she did after she came out of confinement was to avenge me.

What a touching and moving queen!

Wen Shichu wished he could smear her face with a handkerchief again. Such a pure and innocent girl could live peacefully until now only because of his endless worry. Such days should come to an end soon.

Shen Meizhuang was so moved that she covered her face with a handkerchief to prevent herself from losing control of her emotions and being impolite, but this action had a completely different meaning in Yixiu's eyes.

Yixiu couldn't help but sigh. Even someone as cunning and deep-minded as Shen Meizhuang would grit her teeth and need to hide it when mentioning Zhen Huan. This shows how much Zhen Huan is hated!

If it weren't for the fact that she still had some baggage to bear as the Queen, Yixiu would have wanted to just reach out and pat Shen Meizhuang, and say, "I understand you!"

Wen Shichu couldn't figure out at first whether it was because he had suddenly transformed into a man and also learned the problem of being out of touch, or if he really couldn't understand the thought processes of these two people at all.

How on earth did they get together?

Just after the preliminary plan was discussed, when Wen Shichu followed Shen Meizhuang back to Xianfu Palace, he found Jingpin standing in the yard with her back straight and a strange expression.

"Sister Jingpin?"

Shen Meizhuang asked in confusion, and Wen Shichu was also bewildered.

After all, ever since she had Hongjing, Concubine Jing no longer had any back or leg pain, and she kept an eye on Hongjing every day, which made Shen Meizhuang feel at ease when she went out for something.

Why wasn't she in Hongjing's room today, but was installing a big tree in the yard for no reason?

Jingpin blinked and pursed her lips, her facial expressions were extremely rich, but she refused to say a word.

Shen Meizhuang frowned and looked at it for several times, then suddenly realized.

"Shichu, quickly check on Sister Jingpin to see if she has that 'hanging string wind' thing. Her mouth is crooked and her eyes are squinting!"

Wen Shichu: ………

Feng Ruozhao: ………

I thank you!

Jingpin was almost really angry at Shen Meizhuang's words. Before she could explain, a figure appeared behind her.

"You were fine just now, how could you become ill in such a short while?"

Nian Shilan was a little surprised after hearing half of the words. Is the wind so weird today?

Jingpin closed her eyes tightly.

Who are these people!

Wen Shichu then realized that Jingpin had just winked at them, trying to say that Nian Shilan was here.

But her expression was really abstract, and coupled with Shen Meizhuang's even more bizarre train of thought, the topic instantly deviated to facial paralysis.

"Why is Concubine Hua here?"

Taking advantage of the moment when Shen Meizhuang walked towards Nian Shilan, Jingpin slipped back to her main hall, not wanting to discuss what was wrong with her with a few fools.

"I came to see you for something, but I didn't expect you to be away. You made me wait."

Songzhi lowered her head a few more inches to avoid her expression being too distracting and hindering her master.

I don’t know who was staring at someone else’s child from afar just now, looking at him longingly for a long time. If Huipin hadn’t come back, I’m afraid he would have continued to look at him without blinking!

The three of them sat down in the reception hall. Shen Meizhuang first drank a sip of the tea that Caiyue had just brought over, and then her eyes rolled around as she looked at the two people.

"I checked what you said last time, and it's true."

Nian Shilan's voice was low and hoarse, and there was a sense of depression in her tone.

On the day of dealing with Qi Yuebin, Wen Shichu extended an olive branch to her, but did not ask Nian Shilan to make a decision on the spot. Instead, he brought up a few things and asked Nian Shilan to verify them herself.

When Shilan held the results of her investigation, she felt as if she had lost half of her spirit and didn't even have the strength to cry.

The emperor is indeed very wary of the Nian family.

And my brother even has some plans with Prince Dun.

Even Nian Shilan, who had never been good at literature, could sense that the Nian family seemed to be stuck in a dead end and was having a hard time.

"Empress Hua, there is still a choice to make now, but if you delay any further, it will be a disaster for both you and me."

Nian Shilan looked at Wen Shichu who was speaking.

Even for such a handsome imperial physician with red lips and white teeth, no one could have imagined how much he knew, let alone how many tricks he had.

Wen Shichu pointed out a way for Nian Shilan.

"I owe you again."

Wen Shichu smiled when he heard this and pointed to his side.

"Then it'll be the same as before?"

Nian Shilan's gaze shifted to the bewildered Shen Meizhuang. Seeing her blinking in confusion like a goose, she suddenly felt a lot more relieved.

Maybe it's because finding a fool who is dumber than yourself will make you appear smarter.

It might also be because Wen Shichu's tone was too normal, just as relaxed as when he treated her own injuries, which made her feel inexplicably confident.

……

No one attacked her for a long time. After a long period of fear, Zhen Huan couldn't help but start to test the waters.

Betting her not-so-rich family fortune, Zhen Huan carefully made a simple dress that was plain yet suited her perfectly.

She happened to hear the palace maids say that the place the emperor liked to go to recently was ready, and she began to pray very sincerely.

Since there was really no one to help her lure the emperor over, she could only come here every day to "pray". The palace maids who cleaned the place probably thought she was a little hysterical and was muttering to herself every day.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

On this auspicious day, as the sun was setting in the west and the afterglow seemed to be gilding the trees, someone approached from afar the woman who was praying devoutly with her hands folded.

"I, Zhen, am unworthy of bearing a royal heir. I feel guilty and ashamed to face His Majesty. I sincerely pray that our Emperor may be blessed by Heaven, enjoy peace and happiness, and enjoy eternal blessings. I pray that the heir will be safe and healthy, free from illness and disaster. If this is granted, I will be a vegetarian for the rest of my life, never again..."