Chapter 127
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Seeing Consort Qi's behavior, the Emperor slowly opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine.
Ever since Consort Nguyễn was banished to the Cold Palace, Consort Qi regained favor and became the Emperor's most favored concubine in the Imperial Palace. However, Lian Song thought, His Majesty's beloved concubines changed back and forth, but the most powerful one was still the Empress. Because no matter how the other concubines in the Imperial Harem fought, in the end, only she firmly sat in the Middle Palace, even if she rarely came to disturb His Majesty's bedroom.
Ah, Master had already warned me. How could I still think about it? I should be beaten.
Lian Song hurriedly ordered herself to stop and obediently stood to the side, waiting for Consort Qi to finish feeding His Majesty the medicine and take the empty bowl.
After serving His Majesty the medicine, Consort Qi took a warm handkerchief from a palace maid and wiped the medicine juice from His Majesty's mouth. After finishing a series of things, she stopped and looked at her monarch with her gentle eyes. She said with heartache, "The group of quacks in the Imperial Medical Bureau are too useless. They've treated you for so many days, but you still haven't gotten better. You've been in deep thought every day and repeatedly woke up from nightmares. It's really harmful to your dragon body. This concubine is really worried. "
Grabbing Consort Qi's hand and kissing it, the Emperor said in a slightly tired voice, "My beloved concubine is considerate." Four months ago, at the Festival of Bathing the Buddha, he looked quite energetic. But in just a few short months, his hair had turned white. The Emperor was old.
Consort Qi leaned into the Emperor's arms, "This concubine has been thinking for a long time. Your old illness hasn't acted up for several years, but this year, it acted up again and again. It must be that slut who killed herself. Her filthy cold air collided with the auspicious purple air in the Imperial Harem. Therefore, this concubine thinks that it's best for us to hold a happy occasion to drive away the cold air and welcome back the purple air. Only then can the Imperial Harem return to its former peace. That way, perhaps your old nightmare illness will be cured. "
"What kind of happy occasion?"
Consort Qi pretended to be careless and said, "This concubine remembers that not long ago, you were discussing the marriage of Heir Xiahou with the old concubines. Later, because of the Phoenix Terrace case, it was temporarily delayed. Now that the case is closed, why don't we — "
"We understand what you mean. However, the position of the South Pacifying King has always been extremely special in this court, so the choice of the heir consort is truly not a simple matter. It needs to be carefully considered."
"Of course, I know about this. So three days ago, I specially invited the Imperial Astronomer to perform a divination on the marriage of Heir Xiahou. The result of the divination will come out tonight. At that time, it will be up to Heaven to decide which Miss is most suitable to be Heir Xiahou's wife. No one can interfere. How about Your Majesty make a decision based on the result?"
"Beloved concubine has thought it through thoroughly. Then let's follow beloved concubine's plan."
"This Concubine thanks Your Majesty for your trust. This Concubine will definitely handle this matter properly and will not disappoint Your Majesty." Concubine Qi bowed deeply and her heart couldn't help but overflow with uncontrollable excitement.
Xiahou Qing's marriage was something that countless people in the imperial harem were scheming about. Not for anything else, but because of the powerful influence of the South Pacifying King's Estate that he represented. If Zhe Yu could successfully marry into the South Pacifying King's Estate as Heir Concubine, then her Su 'er's throne would be just around the corner! So, she had been painstakingly scheming these days for the sake of the answer of "Heaven's Will"!
And she believed that the final answer would not disappoint her!
"Your Majesty, Niang Niang, the divination from the Imperial Astronomer has come out." Concubine Qi's excited voice quickly sounded in the outer hall.
"This Concubine will bring it for Your Majesty." Concubine Qi walked over with a smile and raised her slender white hand. She picked up the small divination in the center of the large tray and flipped it to the back.
In the next moment, there was a sudden clap of thunder in the sky.
Concubine Qi looked at the divination in her hand and sucked in a breath. Outside the hall, the rainstorm that had been dense for a long time fell without warning. The sound of the torrential rain drowned out the sound of Qi Fei's trembling heartbeat. It also completely drowned out the sound of the talisman falling from her hand.
She almost lost her voice and said, "This … how could this be!" Her face that had been as beautiful as a flower a moment ago was now filled with shock and fear. It was as if the thickest peony in her garden had suddenly been destroyed by the torrential rain.
The Emperor frowned in surprise. "What is it?"
That divination had coincidentally fallen by Lian Song's feet.
Lian Song did his best to suppress his curiosity, ordering himself not to look, not to look. But in the end, he couldn't resist and secretly glanced at it. It was that glance that made his breathing stop. It was as if his throat was being choked and he couldn't breathe. Then his entire body couldn't help but tremble.
Because on that divination was the result of the Heir Concubine selection. It wasn't the name of a certain family's young miss, but eight large words — —
Deranged and crazy, died an unnatural death!
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