Ji Mingzhu arrived last.
As soon as she walked in, she started complaining: "I want to see what kind of delicacies are cooked in the small kitchen of Yihongyuan! I sent the maid to hurry up early, it makes me panic!"
Even though she said that, she didn't come here earlier. Her makeup and clothes were all exquisite.
It was a great day, but there were more exciting arrangements later. Ning Huayue was too lazy to argue with her, so she just said hello and ordered her servants to prepare the meal.
Chen Qingzi had a better temper and said a few polite words.
"I have long heard that the craftsmanship in Yihongyuan's small kitchen is good. I can try it today. It is a rare opportunity. I have arranged it for you, Princess."
Ning Huayue glanced at Ji Mingzhu who was curling her lips with her peripheral vision, and explained: "I just want to enter the palace at the same time. I don't like to wait for others."
Ji Mingzhu didn't say anything. Anyway, she didn't care whether Ning Huayue was acting strangely or not. She would dare not be punctual next time!
Lu Qing remained silent. She watched the carefully prepared breakfast dishes being placed on the table, trying her best to suppress the nausea in her throat.
The table was full of something with a strong fishy smell that made people gag before they even tasted it.
Ji Mingzhu glanced with disgust and looked at Ning Huayue with suspicion: "Is this made by the good cook in your yard, Princess? The fish fillet porridge can be made so fishy, is this a good craftsmanship?"
Chen Qingzi hesitated and kept putting down her chopsticks. Thinking about it, she had the same opinion as Ji Mingzhu.
Ning Huayue didn't care about their comments and directly recommended to Lu Qing: "You don't look good, drink some fish fillet porridge to make up for it."
Lu Qing smiled and nodded. Her throat was tight. She felt physically uncomfortable when she smelled this smell.
However, Ning Huayue refused to give up until she achieved her goal, urging: "Have a try, I specially ordered the kitchen to prepare it."
As she watched, Lu Qing struggled to scoop up a spoonful. Before it reached her mouth, she couldn't help but want to vomit, so she quickly put it down.
"I was thirsty when I went out. Could you please let me drink some tea first to quench my thirst?"
Lu Qing clutched the handkerchief tightly, not daring to relax her nerves, for fear that she would vomit if she opened her mouth again.
In addition, an hour had passed and the effects of the medicine had begun to take effect. She endured the increasingly severe pain and waited for the right time.
Ning Huayue smiled when she heard this and said with great enthusiasm: "What are you doing for tea? I'll have someone bring you a bowl of fish soup right away."
As soon as he finished speaking, regardless of Lu Qing's reaction, Ning Huayue winked at Lan Xin.
Lan understood and went to the kitchen with a smile on her face.
After a while, she came back with a bowl of fish soup.
Lu Qing saw it from a distance, stood up and thanked Ning Huayue: "Thank you, Princess." As she spoke, she turned sideways calmly.
There is a table. Ning Huayue is sitting at the main seat. On either side of her are Chen Qingzi and Ji Mingzhu. The seat opposite the door closest to the door is Lu Qing's.
"Excuse me, maid here." As he spoke, Lu Qing turned around, facing away from the three people behind him, smiling and reaching out to take the bowl in Lan Xin's hand.
After what happened at the Lantern Festival family banquet, Lan Xin is now very wary of Lu Qing.
Seeing that Lu Qing was not firmly connected, she didn't dare to let go.
At first, she was confused as to why Lu Qing didn't take the bowl, but then she couldn't wait any longer, so she said impatiently, "Why don't you take the bowl, concubine!" After that, she moved the bowl forward.
In an instant, Lan Xin watched helplessly as Lu Qing grabbed her hand, leaned back, and fell down firmly.
"ah--!!"
Lan Xin shouted loudly, followed by Lu Qing who fell to the ground, red oozing out from under her body, which shocked everyone present.
The room immediately fell into chaos. Lu Qing was sweating profusely and his face was pale. The color of blood spread, and the strong smell of blood penetrated everyone's noses.
It really hurts. Doctor Jiang didn't lie to her, Lu Qing thought in confusion.
Chen Qingzi looked at Ning Huayue, who was still dazed, and shouted loudly: "Have someone call the government doctor!"
Lan Xin regained consciousness and knelt on the ground with a plop, speaking incoherently: "No, it's not me, it's not a slave... I didn't touch her, I didn't touch her..."
Ning Huayue stared at Lu Qing's increasingly red dress, her nails digging into her palms: "Call the doctor!"
Her thoughts were in a mess, and the anxiety and panic in her heart swept over her instantly, making it difficult for her to make the most blameless series of actions at this time.
Chen Qingzi also saw that something was wrong with Ning Huayue. She didn't care whether it was her own territory or not, and methodically ordered the maids of Yihongyuan to move Lu Qing to the couch.
Ji Mingzhu was so frightened that she pointed at Lu Qing's blood-stained skirt and muttered: "What's wrong with her? Is menstruation coming?" Ordinarily, it shouldn't be. She has never seen anyone suffer so much during menstruation.
Chen Qingzi shook her head and said in a deep voice: "We'll wait until the doctor comes." If it was really what she thought, Yihongyuan would be guilty.
Soon, Dr. Jiang and several government doctors all arrived.
Ning Huayue's head was a little clearer at this time, and she directed a doctor who had the closest relationship with her: "Let's see how she fainted without any problems and was bleeding."
The doctor nodded and took Lu Qing's pulse. He remained motionless for a while, with more and more beads of sweat on his forehead.
He opened his mouth and glanced at Ning Huayue several times, as if it was difficult to say those words.
Ji Qin knelt in front of the couch, grabbed Lu Qing's hand, cried with tears on her face, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with Concubine Wei? Please tell me the truth!"
In desperation, the doctor moved his lips and sighed: "Concubine Wei, she has had a miscarriage..."
"how come?!!"
Ning Huayue almost shouted: She is not pregnant at all, how could she have a miscarriage!
"You guys! Check again!" She pointed at the other doctors, still unwilling to believe what she heard.
One after another the doctors came forward to check the pulse, and all came to the same conclusion.
It was Dr. Jiang's turn. She couldn't help but said to Ning Huayue with hidden complaints: "Concubine Wei is in a serious situation. If the bleeding doesn't stop, she may be in danger of her life. Even if the princess doesn't want to believe it, there is nothing she can do. It can't be because of you. You are so unbelievable that you have delayed Concubine Wei!"
Ji Mingzhu frowned and stood outside the crowd and interjected: "Yes, it was your maid who pushed the person down. You didn't save the person in time, but instead you doubted the doctors. What's the intention?"
Ning Huayue shouted angrily: "Shut up!" She was in a mess, and all her strength was taken away. "Since you have a miscarriage, what should you do? Hurry!"
Dr. Jiang often walks around Jinjiyuan, and her interactions with Lu Qing are unusual. Moreover, she is a woman, so she naturally takes on the responsibility of treating Lu Qing.
Chen Qingzi took the initiative to leave space for Dr. Jiang and a few maids, and kicked out the extra people.
Under the corridor of Yihongyuan, Chen Qingzi glanced at Lan Xin, who was kneeling aside, and reminded Ning Huayue: "Princess, Wei Concubine has a miscarriage because of your maid, I'm afraid you should show some attitude."
Lan Xin shouted loudly: "It wasn't me, she fell down by herself! She framed me——"
Snapped--!
After Chen Qingzi's maid Chunyu accepted her master's signal, she stepped forward and slapped Lan Xin.
Ning Huayue knew that this was too much of a coincidence, and Lan Xin was probably aggrieved. She glared back defensively, and was about to speak, but Chen Qingzi beat her to it.
"Concubine Wei has had a miscarriage. The prince will return to the palace today. The princess should not rush to protect such a maid and think about how to explain to the prince."
Suddenly, there was silence on the verandah.
I almost forgot, today is the day when Yan Fuguang returns to Beijing.
