Mu Guiyi said, "Abbess, there's no need to trouble two masters for the same matter. How about abbess help my two maidservants interpret the lot and point them in the right direction?"
Si Chen didn't dare. Jing Jing and Zhao Zhao were already outside the hall listening to the divination. They didn't seem to be doing very well, so they returned with sullen faces.
With Mu Guiyi's command, the two could only reluctantly hand over the lot to Si Chen. Bai Suyan quickly glanced at them from the side. One had drawn a very, very bad lot, and the other had drawn a very, very bad lot. She inwardly laughed at their bad luck.
Si Chen looked back and forth between the two lots with a dignified expression. "May I ask what benefactors are asking for?"
Jing Jing pursed her lips. "Peace."
Zhao Zhao hesitated for a moment before mumbling, "To ask for a future for the young miss."
Mu Guiyi coldly snorted. "You little girl, you don't think far, but you have a lot of ideas. Since you borrowed my name, I want to hear it even more."
Si Chen began to interpret Zhao Zhao's lot. "'Golden silk and jade pillows pay for a dream.' Look at the first sentence. Benefactor is bound to break the heavens with riches and honor, but can't hold on to it. The next sentence, 'Red walls and green tiles count as jackdaws.' Benefactor may be able to marry a noble man, but won't like him. Covered in pearls and jade, it'll be hard to sleep alone."
"Everything is like a fleeting cloud." Mu Guiyi concluded.
Si Chen agreed. "Only by letting go can one achieve perfection."
Jing Jing looked at it. It wasn't that difficult. Instead, it was very interesting. "The white horse and stone monkey travel to the west, and the scriptures flow to the east."
Just by looking at this sentence, there wasn't a sense of danger. Si Chen's expression became more dignified than before. "In the story, Tang Seng and his disciples traveled to the west in search of scriptures. The journey was long, and along the way, they encountered eighty-one difficulties. The stone monkey refers to the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong. Every time they encountered danger, he led the charge. The white horse refers to Tang Seng's mount, the White Dragon Horse. In the Hundred Flowers Country, the three disciples were defeated one after another. Tang Seng fell into danger, and the White Dragon Horse revealed its human form to assassinate the Yellow-robed Monster. It was a narrow escape, so this lot is really bad. Look at the next sentence. Because Tang Seng forgot to ask for the old turtle's birthday, the old turtle was so angry that it threw him into the water with the scriptures."
When Jing heard the old to read the divination, she looked to the side.. Tang Seng's to's side's's's way.'s to's, to the end, Tang's, he's's to '''s's.
Si Chen saw that she was young and comforted her, "From the divination, benefactor and water are mutual enemies. If you encounter water, you'll be ominous. In the future, if you avoid it and be careful, there shouldn't be any problems. Moreover, the divination of divination is at most 30% true, so don't worry too much."
Mu Guiyi waved her silk fan, "Don't worry too much. If something happens, don't worry too much. Yan Yan will give more money to the nunnery. I'll have to trouble the abbess to pray for the two of them."
"Amitabha. Young benefactor is too polite."
Not long after, a little nun came to report that the room was tidied up and they could invite the pilgrims to rest.
After walking for a while, Bai Suyan realized that Zhaozhao hadn't followed her. She looked back and saw that Zhaozhao was still standing in the same place with her head down. She called out to her twice, but there was no response.
Jing Jing felt that she was the one who ruined her fortune and didn't want to go back to call her. She could only turn back with Bai Suyan.
When she got closer, she saw that Zhaozhao was clutching her handkerchief so tightly that it was unrecognizable. She kept muttering, "Even if it's Yunyan, I still want to hold on tight. I want to hold on tight. I must hold on tight!"
Bai Suyan wrinkled her eyebrows and patted her, "Zhaozhao?"
She suddenly raised her head. Her pair of almond eyes were naked and full of obsession and greed, causing her beautiful facial features to distort.
Bai Suyan was disdainful of people like Zhaozhao. She didn't have a good tone, "Restrain yourself. Everyone has their own destiny. Hurry up. Young Miss is still waiting!"
Zhaozhao looked at Mu Guiyi who was standing in the long corridor. Her hat was made of Xia Ying gauze and the silk fan in her hand was made of satin bestowed by the Imperial Palace. She even disliked the monotonous color. These were things that she couldn't get even if she begged for them.
Thinking of this, the greed in her eyes could no longer be concealed. Jing Jing also looked at her with disdain from afar. She whispered to Mu Guiyi, "Young Miss, this girl's heart is very big. If she really follows Young Miss into the Palace in the future, I'm afraid that she will also cause trouble."
Mu Guiyi wasn't nervous, "Whether or not she will be chosen is another matter. Even if she is chosen, she can only bring one dowry. Should I bring you or Yan Yan?"
Jing Jing hurriedly said, "Young Miss, don't leave this servant behind. This servant wants to always follow Young Miss!"
Mu Guiyi sighed softly, "I'm afraid that only you are the most sincere to me."
Jing Jing found it strange that her master suddenly sighed, "Yan Yan is also loyal to Master."
At this time in the Palace.
Consort Wang, who was pregnant for ten months, finally moved. Her pregnancy wasn't very stable. The matter of Yan Sheng caused her to suffer a double loss. She was even more depressed. It was all thanks to Qin Buxun's medical skills that she was able to endure until full term.
The birth was also full of twists and turns. The birth canal didn't open for a long time, which was definitely not a good sign.
With great difficulty, she finally started to give birth. Consort Wang was already sweating from the pain. She had a piece of ginseng in her mouth and a cotton pillow in her hand. She listened to the call of the midwife and exerted her strength.
"Why did the leg come out first?!" A group of people was frightened by these words and sweated profusely. The midwives who helped Consort Wang deliver had at least ten years of experience. There was an eighty percent chance that it would be a difficult birth. If something went wrong, both the mother and the child would be lost.
"Quick! Quick! Quick! Quickly go out and report to Her Majesty, the Empress Dowager! "
In the front hall, all the masters with status in the Palace who could come were already there. After the midwife who came out to report the situation, she kept kneeling on the ground and trembled.
Empress Dowager Wang's face was completely gloomy, "Didn't you say before that you touched the fetus several times and the position of the fetus was normal? Why was it so different when it came to delivery?"
The midwife was so frightened that she couldn't say a word. She kept kowtowing until her forehead was red and her hair was messy. She looked very embarrassed.
Luoshuanga's face was also not good. He turned to Empress Dowager Wang and said, "Imperial Mother, it's useless to blame these people now. Why don't we find the Imperial Physician Of Qin and the Left and Right Ministers to help deliver the baby?"
Liang Yu-an immediately bowed and said, "Reporting to the Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, the Imperial Physician Of Qin is currently in Fengzhi Palace."
Empress Dowager Wang nodded. Luoshuanga gave a look and Liang Yu-an brought two young eunuchs to personally invite him.
After they left, Empress Dowager Wang suddenly asked, "Is the Chin Clan's health still not good?"
Luoshuanga said, "I heard from the subordinates that they still can't get out of bed."
Empress Dowager Wang pursed her lips, "The Chin Clan is sensible, but Consort Xian is also sincere to Your Majesty."
Before Luoshuanga could say anything, Consort Wang's nurse, Jubilee, ran out anxiously, "Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, Empress Dowager, Mother fainted from the pain!"
Empress Dowager Wang was shocked. She ignored the bloodstains in the delivery room and went directly to visit. She was so shocked that the midwives and palace maids in the delivery room were just about to salute, but she sternly stopped them, "What are you doing? Consort Xian is in trouble. Watch your heads!"
Seeing Empress Dowager Wang stand up, Lady Wen Yu and "Consort Yan", who were originally sitting on the left and right of the head of the table, also stood up subconsciously and unconsciously took two steps forward.
Lady Wen Yu glanced at Luoshuanga and scolded the midwife who was still kneeling in a low voice, "Why are you still kneeling? Do you want to die? Quickly get up and do what you need to do!"
The midwife was so flustered that she staggered and scrambled into the delivery room, almost knocking over the palace maid who was carrying hot water.
Xia Zhi's medical skills were not weak. After listening to a few words, she could roughly guess that Consort Wang was in danger this time. The birth canal opened slowly, the fetus was not in the right position, and the mother had lost consciousness. It was inevitable that she would be red after giving birth.
When "Consort Yan" stood up, Winter Solstice went forward to hold her arm. She lowered her head and thoughts churned in her mind. If Consort Wang died, there would be turbulent waves in the imperial court and the imperial harem. In an instant, the master and the House of Bai would be roasted on the fire.
Empress Dowager Wang seemed to be dissatisfied with Consort Wang and blamed her, but she was secretly reminding Consort Wang in an attempt to protect her. Perhaps she could coldly watch Consort Wang fall into the dust, but that did not include watching her own niece die.
Lady Wen Yu and Consort Yan currently had the highest status in the palace. If Consort Wang died, one of them would definitely be promoted as one of the four imperial concubines to lead the imperial harem.
If the Wen Clan was chosen, it would be more beneficial to them than harmful. However, the Emperor was balancing the power of the imperial court. If he appointed another imperial concubine who was close to the Wang Clan, it would appear that he favored the Wang Clan too much. He would also personally tie the Wen Clan to the Wang Clan's war chariot.
Luoshuanga also had to worry about the Wang Clan. At this juncture, it would not be good for him to marry another woman into the palace. Not to mention that there were not many legitimate daughters of the right age. Under these circumstances, no matter what the reason was, the position of one of the four imperial concubines, it would be a disguised form of establishing the Empress. It would completely destroy the current situation that had been maintained with great difficulty.
Under these circumstances, Luoshuanga would definitely choose one of the two. He would definitely choose Lady Wen Yu to be promoted to the throne. Lady Wen Yu and Consort Yan didn't have any powerful family behind them. They could only hold on tightly to him, a piece of driftwood that was the easiest to control.
At the same time, Lady Wen Yu had become the target of public criticism. The rumor of "treason" in the House of Bai had just subsided. Entering the palace as an imperial concubine to accompany the Emperor had already been criticized by many people. If she continued to be promoted to the throne, it would not be as simple as being criticized.
Winter Solstice had never sincerely prayed that Consort Wang would be able to pull through!
A few hours ago, in the Green Tapestry Hall of the Fengzhi Palace —
As if sensing something, Qin Guiren was rarely clear-headed. "Cai Ju, Cai Ju? Zhe Man? "
The palace was very quiet. The palace servants who usually stood guard outside were nowhere to be seen. There was only the last wisps of smoke rising from the calming incense in the incense burner.
Qin Guiren got up and pulled a cloak to cover herself. She felt a strange uneasiness in her heart, but she couldn't say what it was.
She turned to the front hall, but there was no one there. Qin Guiren was a little confused. She called out a few times, but no one responded.
Walking out of the Green Tapestry Hall, she saw clusters of red plum blossoms swaying in the wind and rain. There had never been plum blossoms in the Fengzhi Palace.
The rain fell on her body, and it was bone-chilling. Qin Guiren, who was wearing thin clothes, shivered. She wanted to look back at the palace, but she was surprised to find that there was a fog behind her. There was no palace.
Why, where … where is this?
Qin Guiren raised her hand to try to block the rain. She walked towards the plum blossoms in a panic. She had never seen such red plum blossoms before. Thinking about it in such an inappropriate time, she gradually felt that something was wrong. The rain seemed to be too sticky.
She put down her hand to block the rain and looked at it. There were blood flowers on her sleeve, like blooming red plum blossoms. Looking up carefully, she found that these were not red plum blossoms. The petals that were supposed to be white and flawless were dripping with blood. The branches were flowing with blood. A slender jade hand hung between the flowers. It was gray in color and covered with purple-red livor mortis.
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