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"Qinghong..." The seventh princess called again, with a soft and pitiful tone: "Qinghong, do you really have no sympathy for me?"

Pity? He is a careless man.

Gu Qinghong looked in a daze, and it took him a long time before he came back to his senses: "The person who should pity the princess is not the minister, but the emperor of the country."

"But..." The seventh princess bit her red lips slightly, tears filling her beautiful eyes: "You know that I don't really want to marry the emperor of Yingguo. No matter what."

Gu Qinghong suddenly raised his head, his eyes were cold, and his words were no longer polite: "Princess, you want to know what you are talking about! This is Ying country, not Qi country! Even if the princess is unwilling in every possible way, she should not regret it at this time. !”

"I..." The seventh princess has been deeply favored by the Emperor and Empress of Qi since she was a child. She has never heard such a harsh reproach, and in front of her is her long-cherished lover. These words have deeply hurt her heart.

"Princess, don't think too much. Let's get going. State affairs are not a child's play. You are a princess, and you are the princess of Qi State. You must know what is best for Qi State!" After Gu Qinghong finished speaking, he bowed and waited.

The seventh princess looked at him with tears in her eyes for a long time, then staggered away from Feng.

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"Gu Qinghong is here." In the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, Nie Wushuang was holding a black chess piece and was about to drop it when Xiao Fengqing said lazily across from him.

"Wushuang will know as soon as the prince comes back." Nie Wushuang paused and put down the chess piece.

"Aren't you curious?" Xiao Fengqing smiled and followed up with a move. Looking at the trend of the chess game, he was already about to lose.

"What are you curious about? The couple couldn't see through him for three years. Isn't it too late to be curious now?" Nie Wushuang responded coldly, and then reminded him: "The prince is about to lose!"

Xiao Fengqing took another look, and sure enough, the situation had changed drastically. His white son had almost no power left to fight back, and was only left hanging on for a breath. He broke up the chess game with a "crash": "No more games!"

The black and white sides on the chessboard are mixed, and the carefully arranged chess game just now can no longer be seen. Nie Wushuang stared blankly at the chess game, falling into a trance. She was about to win just now, but a sudden hand disrupted her careful layout.

Just like her current situation. Her situation was all in chaos.

"What's wrong with you? Are you scared by Gu Qinghong?" Xiao Fengqing waved her hand in front of her with a half-smile: "Still feel like you can't face him?"

Nie Wushuang left with a cold face and rolled his sleeves, and Mingqiu quickly followed. Xiao Fengqing followed her in stride, smiling as she walked behind her: "Or do you want to avoid him? Other courtyards? Palaces? Or 'Shuiyun Temple'? Maybe you want to have a good chat with Princess Rui. Tsk tsk, let's talk about it Wang hasn’t seen her for a long time..."

Nie Wushuang suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Xiao Fengqing who was following him with a half-smile: "The prince is trying every possible means to invite Wushuang to play chess today. Is he worried that Wushuang is afraid of Gu Qinghong?"

Xiao Fengqing's expression did not change, she was still smiling

Liusuan: "Of course, if you are in a bad mood, how can the emperor be in a good mood? If the emperor is in a bad mood, I will be sad."

Nie Wushuang didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore, and said coldly: "My lord, please leave. Although you are the prince, you can't come to the harem just as you want! Wushuang will not accompany me, please!"

She said no more, held Mingqiu's hand and walked towards Yuanxiu Palace.

Xiao Fengqing watched her graceful figure gradually walk away, and then slowly left with complicated eyes.

Nie Wushuang returned to "Yuanxiu Palace", his mood still not calmed down. Xia Lan stepped forward to serve her tea and said carefully, "What's wrong with you, Madam?"

"Nothing, have you invited the imperial doctor I asked you to invite a few days ago?" Nie Wushuang took a deep breath and asked.

"I've already asked. The hospital said they will send someone later." Xia Lan replied, and then she asked doubtfully: "Is your Majesty feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No." Nie Wushuang sighed: "The imperial doctor is here to report, I will rest for a while." Nie Wushuang only felt a headache. She had used up so much strength just now not to lose her composure in front of Xiao Fengqing.

It's just Gu Qinghong, just Gu Qinghong... She thought to herself, lying on the bed and dozing off, when someone came in and covered her with a thin quilt.

who is it? She wanted to open her eyes but was too sleepy to do so. There was a familiar fragrance next to her, maybe it was Xia Lan or Ming Qiu. She turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already afternoon when he woke up. Nie Wushuang felt that his head still hurt badly after sleeping and his whole body felt limp. The breeze blew through the translucent curtains, and a figure with a bowed head loomed outside the curtains.

"Who! -" She woke up suddenly.

The figure hurriedly knelt down and said, "It's the imperial physician from the imperial hospital. Yan Zisu, the humble minister, pays homage to Nie Meiren."

It turned out to be the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital. Nie Wushuang took a long breath. The weather was dry and she felt weak all over: "Mr. Yan, please get up."

Mingqiu lifted the curtain and invited the imperial doctor to come in. Dr. Yan came in, glanced at her, took out the medicine box and wrist pillow he carried with him and was about to take a pulse. Nie Wushuang shook his head: "I'm not asking you to ask for my pulse. Someone else is asking for my pulse."

Imperial Physician Yan was slightly surprised: "Isn't it the empress who went to the Imperial Hospital to ask for the Imperial Doctor?" He subconsciously looked at Xia Lan aside.

Nie Wushuang stood up, straightened her skirt and responded calmly: "I sent for the imperial doctor, but it does not mean that I am sick. Doctor Yan, please come with me." She got up and walked out.

Dr. Yan had no choice but to follow her. Nie Wushuang was wearing ordinary clothes at this time. To outsiders, she was just a female official of higher rank. She took Imperial Physician Yan around the harem and finally arrived.

A palace.

"Purple Myrtle Palace?" Imperial Physician Yan read out the plaque on the palace, with a hint of strangeness on his face: "Your Majesty, you want me to come and diagnose your concubine's pulse?"

Nie Wushuang raised his eyebrows: "Does Imperial Physician Yan know about the Jade Concubine?"

Dr. Yan smiled bitterly: "Of course I know, Wei Chen was kicked out by her once."

Nie Wushuang smiled slightly. She had just woken up from a deep sleep, her cheeks were flushed. This smile was like peach blossoms in the spring breeze, scorching people's eyes: "I hope Jade Concubine will not chase people away again this time!"

Yan Zisu stared at Nie Wushuang blankly. It was said in the palace that Nie Wushuang was charming, and it was true. He came back to his senses and quickly put away the dull look on his face, lowered his head and followed Nie Wushuang in.

When Miss Yamei saw Nie Wushuang arriving uninvited, she was surprised: "Mr. Nie, you——"

Nie Wushuang raised his index finger and said softly: "What is the Jade Concubine doing now?"

"Perhaps she is resting." Seeing the imperial doctor following her, Yamei immediately understood what she wanted to do and sighed: "It's useless, the Jade Concubine will not agree to the imperial doctor's consultation."

Nie Wushuang frowned slightly: "Why?"

The Yamei man said helplessly: "Perhaps she is heartbroken, or she may still be angry with the emperor, and I don't know." Nie Wushuang suddenly said: "Mr. Yan will sit here for a while, and I will go see the Jade Concubine."

She left directly. Doctor Yan and Yamei looked at each other, but they were completely confused about what she was going to do.

Nie Wushuang arrived at the middle hall of the Ziwei Palace. The surroundings were quiet, and there were no maids or chambermaids serving. She shouldn't be in such a miserable situation. Nie Wushuang sighed inwardly, opened the bamboo curtain and walked in.

There is a faint fragrance wafting in the hall, which is the lingering fragrance of the burnt heart incense.

"Who?" Going around the screen, Nie Wushuang saw the emaciated figure lying on the bed.

"Is it Ying'er? Pour me a glass of water." With a hoarse voice, the concubine began to cough again. She coughed for a long time, until her heart and lungs were about to be coughed out. Nie Wushuang just stood not far away and watched indifferently.

"I...I said...get a glass of water! Don't you even listen to me?" Concubine Jade coughed, her face turned red, and she gasped angrily.

"Since the Jade Concubine wants to drink water, she should get out of bed and get it herself. With the Jade Concubine's pride, if she had the strength, she would not even bother to serve tea and pour water with her hands." Nie Wushuang walked in slowly and took it in his hand. A cup of cold tea, close to her.

Jade Concubine heard the sound and realized it was her. She lay on the bed panting and smiled lightly: "It turns out to be Nie Meiren. What? Don't you have to serve the emperor today?"

Nie Wushuang sat beside the bed: "The emperor has many things to do, so I'd better come over to see the concubine for fun."

"What are you looking at? Is this palace dead... dead? Does it make the emperor feel at ease?" Jade Concubine breathed hard, but there was a hint of mockery on her sallow face: "You... you go tell him that I will die soon. . I will soon do what he wishes...hahaha..."

There was a hint of pity in Nie Wu's eyes: "If the Jade Concubine really wanted to die, she would have died a year ago. Why wait until now?"

"You? -" Jade Concubine opened her eyes wide and looked at her for a while: "Are you here to force me to death?"

Nie Wushuang slowly poured the cold tea in his hand on the ground in front of her, his lips red as blood: "I don't even have the strength to hold a cup of tea. Isn't the Jade Concubine the legendary useless person?"

"You... how dare you... dare to say that I am a useless person! You!..." Jade Concubine was shocked and angry: "It's not your turn to tell me what happened to me!"

"Otherwise, what should the Jade Concubine be called now?" The look of pity in Nie Wu's eyes made her feel ashamed and angry, and what he said made her even more embarrassed: "The Jade Concubine didn't die a year ago, and now she is screaming that she wants to die. , do you know what the historians of Ying State will write in the history books after your death? In a certain month of a certain year, the concubine died without a son, and her posthumous name was so-and-so."

"Do you think the emperor will care? Maybe he will be sad, one year or two years? But he is the emperor, he will continue to have concubines, and give birth to many princes and princesses, but there will not be your son or daughter among them. After you die, You cannot enter the Ancestral Temple because your rank is too low. You can only be buried alone in the Eastern Suburbs Tomb. A person will always be so lonely..."

"Stop talking! -" Jade Concubine screamed. She struggled to get up from the bed and pointed outside: "Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Nie Wushuang looked at her like a mad woman, and shook her head regretfully: "I know that your mother-in-law once had a good heart. You are aloof and self-respecting. Your family background is also good. Your father was once the minister of the Ministry of War. Your family is the most famous in Yingguo. A famous family. But none of this is what you want. What the empress wants is the emperor's confession. The empress also hopes that the emperor can see you again, so you don't want to see the imperial doctor and would rather die silently in Ziwei Palace. Because your Majesty, you still imagine that the Emperor can empathize with your sorrow and comfort you..." a

"Bang!" With a sound, the concubine broke her porcelain pillow. She looked at her tremblingly: "Get out of here! Get out..."

Nie Wushuang took a step back and sneered: "Now, my dear concubine, you have fallen out of favor. In the palace, the palace concubines who have fallen out of favor are worse than the maids working in Yongxiang. Why don't you see what you look like now? Let's break up the beauty before we grow old. What's more, how can a sick woman dare to ask for the emperor's favor?"

Jade Concubine looked at her blankly, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "plop" sound.

Nie Wushuang was startled. Just as he was about to step forward, a shadow rushed towards him from behind. It was Imperial Physician Yan: "Okay, okay, just spit it out and it will be fine!"

Imperial Physician Yan quickly helped the concubine onto the bed, picked up the silver needle, and quickly dropped it: "Mr. Nie is a clever woman.

The Jade Concubine empress spit out a mouthful of blood from her chest to help her breathe smoothly, which makes things much easier..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Nie Wushuang's strange expression and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Nie Meiren?"

Nie Wushuang smiled bitterly: "Actually, I just wanted to cheer her up." How could she be so smart and know how to stimulate the concubine to vomit blood to cure her old illness? It was all just a mistake.

Dr. Yan immediately burst into laughter after hearing this.

Nie Wushuang returned to Yamei's side hall. Yamei had already served fragrant tea. She looked at Nie Wushuang's sweaty head and sighed: "Nie Meiren, thank you for your hard work. I hope Sister Yu will be more open-minded when she wakes up. "

Nie Wushuang let out a long breath and felt exhausted: "It would be great if the Jade Concubine could figure it out. Torturing yourself to gain the emperor's favor is really not a good idea."

Yamei looked at her face carefully: "Actually, Nie Meiren doesn't have to help her like this. Nie Meiren is blessed now, and her brother is very motivated. As long as she gives birth to a boy and a half girl, her future is limitless."

A man and a half woman? Nie Wushuang paused wiping sweat with her hand, and after a long time she coldly laughed at herself: "The heir is not the safest." Seeing that Yamei didn't understand, she didn't want to say more.

"If I am Nie Meiren, I will definitely not have time to care about Jade Concubine at this time." Yamei said sincerely: "After all, Nie Meiren still has to deal with a crisis in front of her at this time."

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