The Legend of Zhen Huan Reborn: Overthrowing Zhen Huan to Become the Queen Mother

Yanhui Pavilion was crowded with people. Concubine Cheng, the protagonist, looked pale at the moment. There was visible mud in her nose and hair. She looked pale and was breathing more than she was breathing.

Basins of blood were brought out, which was scary to look at. An Lingrong stood alone in the corner, terrified and gasping for breath. Baozhi quietly put her arm around her shoulders.

The maid, Sang'er, knelt and sobbed, clutching a blackened handkerchief. Jianqiu stood by, occasionally glancing at Sang'er and then at Concubine Cheng, who lay motionless on the bed. Both of them were in a corner, completely out of tune with the surrounding noise.

Just now, Sang'er had been wiping the mud off Concubine Cheng's body. After finally revealing Concubine Cheng's fair face, he waited for the imperial physician to come, but was held down by Jianqiu.

Jianqiu looked outside and saw that the emperor had not yet arrived. She whispered to Sang'er, "I know you're worried about your master, but no one is more precious than the prince. Do you understand?"

Sang'er shrank back, as if he didn't quite understand what Jianqiu meant.

Several imperial physicians sighed and groaned. Finally, the youngest of them was chosen as the representative. He gritted his teeth and said to the main empress, "After all, Noble Lady Cheng is too young, and the fetus in her belly is already dead. The life of the noble lady is in danger. If she could still breathe through her mouth, I'm afraid she would be... The best solution now is to use a bitter medicine to make the noble lady spit out and expel the mud from her seven orifices, saving her life. However, there is still a lot of mud in her mouth. If we use the medicine rashly, it might backfire."

The young doctor carefully chose his words and said this.

The Queen said with a mournful expression, "It's useless. Well, the Emperor hasn't arrived yet, so I can't make a decision on my own. I'll ask the Emperor first before I make a decision."

Huichun ran out like the wind as if she had received an order.

The young doctor raised his head slightly, wondering if he hadn't explained himself clearly. After thinking for a while, he decided to remain silent.

The imperial physician did not dare to use medicine, and Concubine Cheng continued to bleed. The mistress did not give any orders, and the palace maids were miserable and could only work hard to wipe and change the water.

Son'er raised his head and cried out in a mournful voice, "Empress! Empress, please save our young master!"

The sad voice passed through the screen and reached the ears of the concubines.

Jianqiu quickly covered Sang'er's mouth and said sternly, "Do you think the Empress doesn't want to save her? It's because Concubine Cheng fell into the lotus pond and her mouth and nose were blocked by the mud, so she can't use medicine. If Concubine Cheng were in trouble, those people would be relieved!"

Sang'er seemed to have grasped the backbone and ran to the outside, "Empress, please make the decision for our young master!"

Jianqiu held his forehead, grabbed Sang'er by the collar and warned him, "If you want to complain, wait until the emperor comes. Tell him and ask him to make the decision for your young master."

It seemed that Sang'er's howling reached Cheng Guiren's ears. Cheng Guiren suddenly vomited and spat out a large mouthful of black mud.

"My young master, my young master is awake, please use the medicine quickly, my queen!"

The queen's grief-stricken expression froze.

Several imperial physicians began to converse quietly again. The other young imperial physician who had just pushed the young imperial physician out hesitated for a moment, then stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, we all feel that the noble lady is conscious and is a good candidate for medication."

The Queen glanced at him with a half-smile, "A doctor's heart is compassionate. I know that. Let's do this. Also make a recipe for abortion and have Concubine Cheng drink it, to prevent the fetus from harming Concubine Cheng's body."

After giving the order, the Queen asked with a pleasant expression, "May I know the name of this imperial physician? This will help Noble Lady Cheng remember your kindness."

Haha, in this situation, don’t even mention gratitude, it’s good enough if you don’t go crazy.

Two young imperial physicians stepped out, and the one who had spoken earlier replied, "Your humble servant is Wei Lin."

The imperial physician who spoke from behind replied, "Your humble servant is Lin Jie."

Zhen Huan covered her face and waited for a long time, finally unable to hold back a "hiss", and the Queen looked over belatedly, "What happened to Concubine Wan?"

The Queen had already discovered what was happening, so Zhen Huan stopped trying to stop Liu Zhu. Liu Zhu immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, our young lady was slapped by Concubine Cheng for no reason, and she even scratched her face!"

Zhen Huan put down her hand as she spoke, and her white palm was stained with blood.

"Oh! Two imperial physicians, please go and take a look at Concubine Wan. What should we do if the emperor's concubine has injured her face?" The queen closed her eyes as if she couldn't bear to look at it, and silently chanted a Buddhist name.

Wei Lin had already recognized Zhen Huan's identity. He sighed in his heart and went forward to examine Zhen Huan.

Lin Jie often assisted his master Chen Xun and was familiar with the ladies in the harem, so he just followed behind Wei Lin.

The noble lady inside just vomited and fell down softly, her eyelids drooping with lifeless eyes.

Several female doctors methodically brought a large bowl of black medicine and asked Concubine Cheng to drink it. Concubine Cheng let out a sniff and two black marks flowed from her nostrils. It was the bitter medicine that sprayed out along with the mud in her nasal cavity.

After a few more dry heaves, Cheng Guiren vomited out a small puddle of muddy water and fell back onto the bed.

Hearing the noise, An Lingrong closed her eyes. The image of Concubine Cheng, with a pale face and disheveled hair, being pulled out of the pond seemed to appear in her eyes again. She fell to the ground and began to retch.

The Queen asked with concern, "What's wrong with Concubine Qian? Is she pregnant? Come, come and take a look at Concubine Qian."

Lin Jie took the lead, elbowing an old doctor with a wrinkled face and saying to An Lingrong, "Please take a seat here, young lady."

Baozhi helped An Lingrong sit aside, and Lin Jie took her pulse calmly.

On the other side, Wei Lin helped Zhen Huan check the wound on her face, and at Lou Yong'er's insistence, he also took her pulse to see if she had any internal injuries.

"Congratulations, my lady, you are pregnant." The two voices sounded at the same time, and the queen was surprised.

"Are both Concubine Wan and Concubine Qian pregnant?"

Lin Wei and the other man looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

"Haha, that's great! This is great news!" The Queen smiled and waved, "Ran Dong, bring the records. Come, both of you, come sit near me."

Zhen Huan approached with lowered head and a submissive look, but An Lingrong was still immersed in the horrifying scene.

Huichun, still unaware of what was happening, said in panic, "Your Majesty, this is bad! Concubine Cheng slapped Concubine Wan and then fell into the pond. I'm afraid it's not good."

The emperor pulled his head out of the mountain of memorials and said impatiently, "Protect the little one!"

Huichun reminded, "Lady Cheng is only seven months pregnant, so the emperor needs to come and see her in person."

The emperor closed the memorial and said, "I understand. Su Peisheng, let's go!"

The two were halfway there when they happened to run into Xiu Xia. Xiu Xia lowered her eyes and saluted, "Your Majesty, Concubine Cheng's child is no longer safe. However, Concubine Wan and Concubine Qian are pregnant."

The emperor raised his eyebrows and smiled for the first time today. "Finally, there is good news."