I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the palace through the window lattices, gilding the entire room. Zhen Huan was sitting at her dressing table, while Huanbi was combing her hair.

Su Peisheng led a group of people to the Fanying Palace with great fanfare and announced loudly: "In compliance with the Emperor's order, Zhen Huan is appointed as Zhen Changzai!"

Zhen Huan's eyes flashed with joy upon hearing this, but she quickly regained her composure. She gracefully stood up and saluted the eunuch, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Huanbi said excitedly: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

An Lingrong stood by the window, gazing at the palace wall in the distance. She sighed softly, a complex expression in her eyes.

"White moonlight...it's such an irresistible existence." An Lingrong murmured to herself, her fingers unconsciously stroking the window frame.

One day, the emperor was strolling through the Old Summer Palace and stumbled upon An Lingrong's residence, Shuimu Mingse. He stopped and gazed at the familiar window, a tender look in his eyes.

"Rong'er, I still miss you very much." The emperor murmured softly, with a hint of nostalgia in his voice.

At this moment, An Lingrong was sitting by the window embroidering. She looked up and happened to meet the emperor's eyes. A hint of surprise and warmth flashed in both of their eyes.

An Lingrong quickly stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

The emperor approached with a smile and said softly, "No need to be so polite. I was just passing by and wanted to see you."

An Lingrong's heart warmed, and she replied softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."

The Emperor reached out and stroked An Lingrong's cheek, his eyes filled with tenderness: "I always feel extremely comfortable when I'm with you."

An Lingrong lowered her head slightly, a blush spreading across her face. "I, your concubine, also cherish every moment I spend with Your Majesty."

The two smiled at each other, as if returning to the carefree days of the past. Although the situation in the palace was changing rapidly, at this moment, the warmth between them remained the same.

A sly glint flashed in Concubine Hua's eyes. She turned to Concubine Cao beside her and whispered, "Today we are inviting all the concubines to Wuling Spring Scenery for tea. You must 'treat' Shen Meizhuang well."

Concubine Cao nodded in understanding, a meaningful smile on her lips: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I have made all the arrangements."

The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze blew through the flowers and plants in the courtyard, bringing with it bursts of fragrance. Within Shen Meizhuang's Wuling Spring Scenery, the concubines arrived one after another, chatting and laughing as they drank and chatted.

Suddenly, Shen Meizhuang's maid Fuling sneaked out from the side door carrying a bundle. She looked panicked and looked around, afraid of being discovered.

At this moment, Concubine Cao deliberately bumped into Fuling, causing the bundle to fall to the ground, and the contents scattered all over the floor. Everyone focused their attention and saw several pieces of bloodstained clothing lying on the ground.

Concubine Cao's eyes flashed with a hint of triumph. She pointed at the blood-stained clothes on the ground and asked sternly, "Whose blood-stained clothes are these? Why did you deal with them secretly?"

Fuling's face was pale, her legs weak, and she knelt on the ground, her voice trembling: "Reply... reply to Concubine Cao, this... this belongs to Concubine Hui."

"What?" everyone exclaimed.

Fuling continued, her voice tinged with tears, "Madam Shen Meizhuang wasn't pregnant at all. She told me to dispose of these bloodstained clothes. Please forgive me, Your Majesty, for this crime of deceiving the Emperor!"

Shen Meizhuang's face turned pale upon hearing this. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Fuling in disbelief: "You...what nonsense are you talking about?"

The concubines around were whispering and talking about it.

Concubine Cao sneered and said, "Concubine Hui, this was said by a maid in your own palace. Could it be true?"

Concubine Hua glanced at Shen Meizhuang with disdain and said coldly, "She is indeed very scheming. She actually dared to deceive the Emperor. How audacious!"

Zhen Huan frowned slightly and whispered to Huanbi, "Sister Mei has always been cautious. How could she do such a foolish thing?"

Concubine Jing stood aside, watching all this silently, thinking to herself: "There really is no place of true peace in this palace."

Seeing this, Su Peisheng quickly stepped forward and said loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet. This matter is of great importance and requires the personal decision of the Emperor."

Concubine Hua sneered and said loudly, "Your Majesty, Shen Meizhuang has deceived you and must be severely punished!"

At this moment, Shen Meizhuang suddenly covered her abdomen with a look of pain on her face: "Ah... my stomach hurts so much..." She looked down and found that her lower body had begun to bleed.

Shen Meizhuang endured the pain, knelt on the ground, and pleaded with tears in her eyes: "Your Majesty, I am really pregnant. Please summon a few more doctors to diagnose and clear my name!"

The emperor frowned and said in a low voice to Su Peisheng, "Call the imperial physician!"

Soon, several imperial physicians arrived, medical boxes clutched in their arms, beads of sweat on their foreheads. They knelt and saluted, "Your Majesty."

The emperor waved his hand to signal them to stand up, and said in a serious tone: "Take the pulse of Concubine Hui immediately. No."

The imperial physicians rushed forward and surrounded Shen Meizhuang to diagnose her. They carefully felt her pulse, observed her complexion, and occasionally whispered to each other.

Shen Meizhuang's face was pale and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She bit her lips tightly and endured the pain.

The surrounding concubines held their breath, staring intently at the scene. The air was filled with tension, and even the wind seemed to have stopped flowing.

After a moment, the imperial physicians stood up and saluted the emperor. Everyone's eyes turned to them, waiting for the final judgment. The imperial physicians exchanged heavy glances. One of the older imperial physicians stepped forward, bowed deeply, raised his head, and said in a low and serious voice:

"Your Majesty, after diagnosis, we can confirm that Concubine Hui is indeed three months pregnant."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. Hua Fei's face suddenly changed, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

The imperial physician continued, his tone filled with deep worry, "However, due to Concubine Hui's excessive agitation, coupled with the previous accident, we have discovered that the fetus is showing signs of instability."

He paused, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid the dragon fetus is no longer safe."

Shen Meizhuang's face turned pale instantly when she heard this. She covered her abdomen tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face: "No... No! My child..."

The emperor frowned, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

The emperor's brow furrowed, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said in a low, firm voice, "Imperial physicians, you must do your utmost to preserve the dragon fetus. I will not tolerate any mistakes!"

The imperial physicians knelt and accepted the order: "We will do our utmost to live up to the emperor's trust."

Shen Meizhuang's face was pale, her hands tightly covering her abdomen, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was uneasy, knowing that she had taken the fake pregnancy pill given by An Lingrong and was not really pregnant at all.

The imperial doctors acted quickly, some took Shen Meizhuang's pulse, and some began to prepare medicine.

The older imperial physician carefully inserted needles into Shen Meizhuang's key acupuncture points, while the other imperial physician asked her to drink a bowl of medicine with a strong medicinal aroma.

Everyone held their breath, expecting a miracle to happen. However, as time passed, Shen Meizhuang's face grew paler, and cold sweat soaked her clothes.

As time passed, beads of sweat appeared on the imperial doctors' foreheads and their expressions became more and more solemn.

The emperor stood aside, staring at Shen Meizhuang, with worry growing in his eyes.

Finally, the elder imperial physician stood up and saluted the emperor with a guilty look on his face. "Your Majesty, we have tried our best, but the dragon fetus cannot be saved."

When Shen Meizhuang heard this, her body trembled violently and a look of despair appeared in her eyes.

Shen Meizhuang covered her abdomen with trembling hands, her vision blurred by tears. She fell to her knees, her heart aching, and a low sob emanated from her throat: "My child... I'm sorry..."

Her cries echoed in the silent palace, and everyone looked at each other, bewildered. Zhen Huan quietly wiped the tears from her eyes, and Concubine Cao lowered her head to avoid everyone's gaze. Even the usually aloof Concubine Hua frowned slightly, a trace of pity flashing in her eyes.

Shen Meizhuang lowered her head, tears dripping onto the ground.

She felt mixed emotions, grateful that the fake pregnancy pill An Lingrong gave her was so clever, but also guilty for her deception.

She suppressed her inner torment and remained grief-stricken on the surface, fearing that others would notice.