sbdcsierra Chapter 112 Miscarriage
Chapter 112 Miscarriage
Inside the Yanxi Palace, the Empress and all the concubines had already arrived. Noble Lady Fucha lay on the bed, her eyes hollow and her face pale. When she saw the Emperor come in, she immediately burst into tears, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the child is gone, the child is gone!"
Lady Fucha had already received the news and submitted a sign requesting to enter the palace.
As soon as An Lingrong entered the hall, she smelled a strong scent similar to that of flowers and milk.
It's musk!
She immediately found Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang, who were comforting Noble Lady Fucha in the bedroom. Taking advantage of the break in greeting, she walked over to them and said in a low voice, "Go outside the palace!"
Although Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang did not know the deeper meaning of her words, they still went to the door as she instructed.
The emperor was annoyed by her crying, "Doctor, what's going on?"
Doctor Yang, who was assigned to look after Noble Lady Fucha, stepped forward tremblingly and replied, "Your Majesty, the young lady had traces of musk on her body, which is why she had a miscarriage!"
"Musk?" Everyone in the palace knew that musk was harmful to the fetus. The concubines felt like they were facing a great enemy and immediately retreated outside the bedroom.
"Stop crying. Why did you use musk on your body?" the emperor asked sternly.
Noble Lady Fucha was startled and stopped crying. "I don't know! I have never used musk."
"Su Peisheng, go check!" Yongzheng ordered in a deep voice.
Noble Lady Fucha was moved to the soft couch, and Su Peisheng led the imperial physician and people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to check all the items in the bedroom.
A quarter of an hour later, a picture of Guanyin was brought out. Doctor Yang stepped forward and opened the scroll, pouring out two thin strips of spices from it, which still exuded a rich fragrance.
Seeing that there was a pregnant concubine in the palace, the imperial physician tactfully took the scroll to the courtyard.
When Noble Lady Fucha saw what was in the Guanyin painting, she immediately stared at An Lingrong like a hungry wolf, her eyes filled with hatred and anger. She wanted to pounce on her and shouted hysterically, "Your Majesty, this Guanyin painting was sent by Concubine Wen. It was her! She killed my child!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes fell on An Lingrong. Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang hurriedly stepped forward and stood in the front row.
As soon as An Lingrong saw the picture of Guanyin, she knew that they were coming for her today, and her heart calmed down. She gave them both a reassuring look.
Yongzheng looked at An Lingrong's face and asked, "What do you have to say?"
She stepped forward and replied calmly, "Your Majesty, this Guanyin painting was given to you by me, but I did not add musk to it!"
Sang'er, who was beside Noble Lady Fucha, reported, "Ever since Concubine Wen sent it to me, my young master has hung this Guanyin painting in the bedroom and has never taken it down."
An Lingrong continued to defend herself, "At the flower viewing party, it was I who saved Noble Lady Fucha. If I had intended to harm her child, why would I have saved her that day?"
Concubine Hua rolled her eyes and said, "Humph, you don't want to save Noble Lady Fucha, you clearly want to save your good sister."
An Lingrong sneered inwardly, but a respectful smile remained on her face. "Your Majesty, you are wrong. I didn't know Sister Zhen was pregnant that day, so how could I have saved her? Sister Zhen and I only wanted to save Noblewoman Fucha and the dragon fetus, and had no other selfish motives!"
Yongzheng nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with her.
"Since you said that you didn't put the musk there, then where did you get this Guanyin picture? Was it given to you by someone else?" asked the queen.
Only then did An Lingrong realize that today's game was not as simple as she had imagined.
Because this painting was given by Shen Meizhuang!
She had no reason to harm Noble Lady Fucha, but Shen Meizhuang did.
At this time, Shen Meizhuang also recognized this picture of Guanyin.
“This painting is…”
"This painting has been in my storeroom all the time. It was not given to me by anyone else." Upon hearing Shen Meizhuang speak, An Lingrong immediately spoke up and forcibly suppressed her voice.
Shen Meizhuang wanted to go forward, but was held back tightly by Zhen Huan.
At this time, Lady Fucha also came to the Yanx Palace.
When Noble Lady Fucha saw her mother, she started crying again, "So, it's you who harmed me. Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for me, my child..."
"This painting of Guanyin is not a valuable item. I gave it to Sister Fucha with good intentions in mind. But I don't know whether she will put it aside or hang it in her bedroom. I can't predict the future. If I really did it, wouldn't it be stupid?" An Lingrong felt pity for the somewhat crazy Noble Fucha, and patiently explained slowly.
Her words were reasonable and impeccable, and the matter was put into a dilemma.
Madam Fucha stepped forward and bowed, "Your Majesty, may I ask you a few questions?"
Yongzheng nodded.
"Greetings, young master."
"I don't deserve it, ma'am, please ask."
"My daughter is spoiled and has a bad temper. She lives in the same palace with you, young lady. It is certain that she has done something wrong and offended you. Please forgive her." These words gave An Lingrong a motive, making people think that An Lingrong had an abortion because she was bullied by Noble Lady Fucha.
"Madam, you're joking. My sister is of noble birth and straightforward. She always takes good care of me. I can't thank her enough."
"How could that wild cat attack anyone so arbitrarily during the flower viewing party? My lady saved my daughter, so she would trust and be grateful to you. It's reasonable for her to use the things you gave her."
An Lingrong was a little annoyed. She was clearly saying that she was seeking fame and reputation by setting up a wild cat attack on people at the flower viewing party and then pretending to save Noble Lady Fucha in order to gain Noble Lady Fucha's trust. In this way, she would be willing to use the things she gave!
If I had just ignored the flowers that day and let Noble Lady Fucha have an abortion, there probably wouldn't have been such a disaster today. It turns out that being a good person comes at a price!
An Lingrong's expression also turned icy: "Madam, this is a heart-wrenching statement!"
Seeing her daughter, whom she had cherished like a jewel since childhood, now lying on the bed with tears in her eyes and a pale face, Mrs. Fucha's face became even gloomier. She looked at the murderer coldly and said in a low and majestic voice: "My lady, if you have evidence, you can defend yourself."
Their branch was born out of wedlock, but ever since Noble Lady Fucha became pregnant, their status within the clan has risen. The Fucha clan is full of talented people at court, and with their support, the child's future is limitless. Now, everything has come to nothing, how can she not be disappointed and angry?
An Lingrong turned and went outside the hall, picked up the rosewood scroll with the Guanyin picture and looked at it. The scroll was hollow in the middle, with a hole as thick as a finger, and the musk was hidden inside.
She was sure that there was no musk in the Guanyin painting when she gave it to her, and the problem would only occur in Fucha Guiren's palace. Judging from her appearance today, she would definitely not sacrifice her own child in order to put the blame on others, which meant that there was a traitor in Fucha Guiren's palace.
Who could it be? How can we find out?
Looking at the picture of Guanyin on the ground, An Lingrong fell into deep thought. As expected, she deviated from the script and was reduced to ashes in seconds!