Concubine Zhang looked at Nangong Yue angrily, and said pitifully to the Empress Dowager: "Empress Dowager, the concubines are only worried about the emperor, and if they are worried, they will cause chaos..."

Nangong Yue said respectfully, "Empress Dowager, I heard that the Empress Dowager is copying the "Ping An Sutra". She stayed up all night last night and is still in the small Buddhist hall." very clear.The empress was copying the "Ping An Jing" to pray for the emperor, and Concubine Zhang said, "If you care about it, you will be chaotic", but I didn't see her doing anything...

Concubine Zhang turned pale, and sure enough, seeing the dissatisfaction on the Empress Dowager's face, she scolded: "You are too, at this age, and you are too inappropriate. The emperor is seriously ill, so don't walk around outside. If you have nothing to do, stay in your own palace." Here we chant scriptures and pray for the emperor."

Concubine Zhang lowered her head and replied: "Yes...the concubine will leave first." If her eyes were really sharp like a knife, she would like to scrape the skin off Nangong Yue's body.

The queen mother waved her hand nonchalantly, and said to Nangong Yue kindly, "Girl Yue, I'm afraid the emperor will announce you at any time, and the Ai family will not keep you. After the emperor is well, the Ai family will announce you to come to the palace to accompany you." Aijia is talking. Here are some new dim sums made by the Imperial Dining Room, you can take a box back and try it later."

"Thank you, Empress."

Nangong Yue responded respectfully, and then she heard that the Queen Mother ordered Banqiu to prepare a snack. After Baihui took it, Nangong Yue and the Queen Mother took leave, and then left Changle Palace.

Nangong Yue walked out of Changle Palace, breathed a sigh of relief, and brought Baihui back to the side hall of Fengluan Palace with some exhaustion.

Nangong Yue lazily leaned on the Arhat's bed, Baihui quickly poured her a glass of water and asked, "Miss San, do you want some snacks?"

"Okay." Nangong Yue replied, she was indeed a little hungry.

Opening the box, there are four sweet and four salty snacks in total. They are very delicately made. Nangong Yue took a piece of plum blossom-shaped pastry and said, "You can eat some too. I've been busy early this morning. , don’t starve.”

Baihui didn't refuse, she sat on the pedals, smiled and replied, "Thank you, Miss San."

Nangong Yue put the pastry in her mouth and took a bite, then frowned slightly, and said, "Baihui, don't eat it yet."

Baihui was startled, and hurriedly put the uneaten pine nut cake on the small plate.

Nangong Yue took another piece of white sugar cake from it, first put it under her nose and smelled it, then broke it open and took a small bite, chewed it a few times before spitting it out.Baihui hurriedly served tea and asked her to rinse her mouth.

"Third Miss, this is..."

Nangong Yue thought about it and said, "There is something in this snack."

"Ah!?" Baihui was startled, and hurriedly said, "Miss San, is this... poison?"

"It's not poison." Nangong Yue shook her head and said, "It's a kind of medicine that makes people weak and weak, like a serious illness, but it won't kill people."

"Could it be the queen mother, she doesn't want you to treat the emperor?" Baihui was filled with righteous indignation, "...is she the emperor's biological mother?"

Nangong Yue made a gesture of silence. They are now in the palace, and the walls have ears, so there are some things that cannot be said indiscriminately.She thought for a while and said, "It should not be the Queen Mother."

Now the emperor's life can be said to be entirely supported by Nangong Yue. If she falls, the emperor will have no one to save.Even if the queen mother is not the emperor's own mother, she can't want to put the emperor to death. After all, to her, it doesn't make any difference whether she is the queen mother or the empress dowager, so why bother.

What's more, the queen mother is the first wife of the first emperor, and the emperor is indeed her eldest son... No mother would expect her own son to die.

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