Shuiyang was one step ahead of everyone else and kowtowed in front of Jiang Huaijing.
"Report to the Emperor! The Queen wants to frame our Queen!"
Without waiting for Xue Xiangrong to speak, she told everything about what had just happened, and even told it with added detail.
After finishing speaking, Shuiyang did not forget to look at Li Xu.
"Mr. Li can testify!"
Jiang Huaijing's calm gaze fell on Li Xu, "Li Xu, is it true?"
Li Xu has been the imperial physician in the palace for more than ten years.
Although this matter was of great importance, he also knew in his heart that it had nothing to do with him.
All he has to do is communicate his findings.
"Back to the emperor, the imperial concubine actually suffered from asthma caused by the redbud flower, and the redbud flower was found among the ashes in the palace."
As soon as Jiang Huaijing finished speaking, Shuiyang held up the incense burner with both hands.
"Your Majesty, this is the evidence!"
"Our queen is feeling restless today, so she lit the usual incense in the pear tent."
"The slaves don't know how strange this fragrance is. They only know that the empress fell asleep after smelling this fragrance! She couldn't wake up until the meal..."
Jiang Huaijing listened to Shuiyang's crying complaints and raised his hand to signal Eunuch Li next to him to turn on the stove.
I saw that the incense in the red bronze elephant trunk stove had burned out, and there was a little black foreign matter mixed in the incense ashes.
When I turned on the stove, the aroma even came out.
Jiang Huaijing frowned and asked Eunuch Li to pour the ashes.
He pondered for a moment and looked at Xue Xiangrong with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.
"The Queen has always made the final decision on matters concerning the Household Affairs Office, including the concubines' living utensils."
"Queen, I remember that you have been particularly fond of sachets made of dried redbud flowers recently."
Xue Xiangrong fell silent.
No wonder Yu'er wanted to remind her to punish Xue Yingxue as soon as possible.
I knew they would plot against me here.
Now that he is the master of Jiang Dynasty's harem, he can't escape his involvement no matter what.
【Bad, bad daddy! What are you doing looking at your mother like this? 】
[Although my mother is in charge of the harem, the baby has been having stomach upsets recently. She has not had the chance to ask about food and clothing these past few days! 】
[Hmph, Yu’er wouldn’t even know if dad didn’t come to see her. Mom was so anxious that she cried yesterday! Why don't you think about wearing a sachet? Aunt Xiyu is careful, she must know! 】
A soft voice protested dissatisfied.
He was dissatisfied with Jiang Huaijing's almost condemning gaze.
Jiang Huaijing also obediently cast his gaze on the little dumpling in Xue Xiangrong's arms.
Her pink cheeks were already bulging like buns with anger, and her big black eyes were wide and round, as if her small body could no longer contain the anger in her heart.
But after looking at each other for a moment, Jiang Huaijing's heart felt like a glacier meeting the scorching sun and melting into a blue ocean.
Judging from Xue Yingxue's eyes, it was just that Jiang Huaijing took pity on Xue Xiangrong and gave her the opportunity and time to explain.
Is Jiang Huaijing trying to pity Xue Xiangrong?
That won't work!
If this matter was revealed lightly, wouldn't she have suffered in vain?
A strange dark light shone in the narrow red phoenix eyes, and then she cried with tears: "Your Majesty, I can figure out the reason for what happened today."
She looked pitiful and attracted everyone's attention.
"I didn't look after Yu'er well a few days ago, and Yu'er was injured. My sister has been holding grudges for a long time, and now she's using this excuse to vent her anger..."
"I have a despicable life, and it is not a pity to die. I only hope that my sister can vent her anger."
In just a few words, all the bad things he had done were wiped out.
While dubbing Xue Xiangrong a loving mother, he could justifiably find an excuse for her.
Xue Xiangrong snorted coldly and called Xiyu, who had arrived in a hurry outside the hall, to come in.
Her voice was cold, without any warmth.
"My sister is really sharp-tongued."
"But what a coincidence, I also have witnesses and physical evidence."
"Xiyu, tell me."
The girl in a light-colored palace maid's dress is probably in her early twenties. Everyone in the palace recognizes her, Xiyu, who has followed Xue Xiangrong before she got married.
Xiyu first bowed to all the masters present, and then took out a sachet.
"Your Majesty, please be aware that redbuds are not often available in this season. Even if the Queen wants them, she must inform the flower house and cultivate them three months in advance."
"The redbud flower has a strong fragrance. It has been the queen's favorite for some time, and she often sewed it into sachets. But in the past two days, the little princess has had a gastrointestinal discomfort, and the queen has no time to dress up. All these are kept by the slaves."
"The redbud flowers recently were used up ten days ago. If we still need fresh ones, we have to inform the flower room. Moreover, the empress has mostly used sachets and herbs in the past two days."
"The redbud flower is not expensive, but it is more complicated to cultivate. If the queen didn't need these things, why would she go to all the trouble to let it wander to the palace of a concubine nearby? And let Concubine Xue be harmed?"
Xiyu's questions made Shuiyang and Xue Yingxue unable to lift their heads.
The piles and piles are simply too detailed compared to what Shuiyang complained about.
Jiang Huaijing picked up a tea cup with one hand and took a sip.
"So, the redbud flowers in Xueyang Palace are extremely abnormal."
Xue Xiangrong's face darkened, and she slapped the tea table: "You bastard Shui Yang! What else do you have to say now!"
Under the pressure from both sides, Shuiyang's head almost stuck to the smooth ground.
Her shoulders were shaking with guilt, and her lips were moving but she couldn't say a word.
It seems that the person who just kept talking to prove that the queen framed the noble concubine was not her.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this servant is also obsessed with it for a moment! I don't know that there is another hidden reason in this matter!"
Shuiyang gritted his teeth and begged Jiang Huaijing for mercy.
【Pooh! You are obsessed and want to harm my mother! Fortunately, baby mother is fine, otherwise the baby wants you to look good! 】
Jiang Zao's soft voice was still sticky, but he was very jealous, as if he wished he could personally fight for his mother's injustice.
[Baby mother, punish them quickly! Punish severely! Let’s see if this bad woman dares to do it next time! 】
Xue Xiangrong looked at Jiang Zao with tender eyes.
While she was patting Jiang Zao's quilt, the next moment she looked at Shuiyang and Xue Yingxue, her eyes suddenly turned cold.
"How does your Majesty think this matter should be decided?"
Although she could make the decision, the only emperor of the Jiang Dynasty was here, so she still gave him some face and asked a few questions.
Jiang Huaijing's eyes were filled with anger and he dropped the teacup in his hand. "The Queen is my first wife and the mother of a country. Who gave you the courage to frame the Queen!"
In anger, he kicked Shui Yang hard and knocked the person to the ground, "Password! Concubine Xue is ill and has been recuperating in the palace for half a year. I will kill this wretched slave with a stick! Cut her body into pieces on five horses!"
Shuiyang was so frightened that she couldn't help herself, and looked at Xue Yingxue helplessly.
She couldn't even cry out for mercy.
Just as Xue Xiangrong's red lips opened slightly, Shuiyang suddenly let out a harsh scream: "Empress! What's wrong with you, Empress!"
Xue Yingxue, who was still kneeling before, has now collapsed on the ground. No matter how the water swayed, her eyes were tightly closed!
"The imperial concubine fainted!"
