The empress dowager leaned lightly against the five-colored, gold-inlaid porcelain pillow, saying nothing. The hall was eerily silent, and even the rustling of clothes could be heard.

  The queen sat upright, listening to Yang Bao Lin's sobbing, her eyebrows slightly furrowed: "If Yun Guiren had stepped on your hem, unprepared and fallen heavily, it should have been you... but now, it's completely different..."

  She gazed at Yang Bao Lin, her slightly mocking eyes lingering on his smooth and shiny goose-egg face for a moment, her expression already revealing an incredulous anger.

  Yang Bao Lin saw a dozen or so pairs of eyes staring at her, some puzzled and perplexed, some worried and fearful, and even those who were gloating over her misfortune. For a moment, her heart was in chaos, her vermilion lips trembling slightly, but she had no way to refute them.

  She was a prisoner waiting for punishment, her hairpins and earrings had been removed, wearing only a plain white dress, which made her pale complexion look even more dismal. Her usual eloquence and strong personality were completely gone.

  "I originally thought I could live a peaceful life for two days, but now such a big thing has happened - the Emperor is having a hard time with his son's death. This matter of Yun Guifei has come out, and it's really unknown what he thinks..."

  The queen sighed painfully, bringing a burst of true or false sighs. She sipped her tea before slowly saying: "Yang Bao Lin, what you said, this palace really can't believe it. Before the truth comes out, I'm afraid you'll have to be inconvenienced for a few days!"

  She nodded slightly, and a group of palace eunuchs stepped forward. The empress pointed at Yang Baolin and said coldly: "Yang Baolin plotted against others and even implicated the imperial heir. Take her to the prison and interrogate her carefully - we must find out who is so bold as to instruct her to do such things!"

  She slightly emphasized the last sentence, and those with sharp minds had already picked up on her implicit meaning.

  Chen 'Lu' smiled slightly, not showing any anxiety. She just added a sentence: "The truth is still unclear, and she is the emperor's personally appointed treasure, Bao Lin. It would be inappropriate to interrogate her hastily..." The empress glanced at her, thinking she was being cowardly and yielding. Feeling even more pleased, she smiled leisurely and said: "Chen sister is indeed cautious and prudent. This small matter, I can take charge of it myself, why bother disturbing the emperor?"

  Morning dew faintly sighed. Slowly getting up, like a clear lotus floating in the pond: "The Queen's wise decision, we are not even worthy of being under the same roof..."

  She stepped forward and bid farewell, saying: "Two noble ladies, please forgive me for being rude in front of you. I am extremely tired these past few days, so I will take my leave first." After finishing speaking, she slightly nodded towards the crowd, turned around and left directly.

  A whispered conversation in hushed tones. As if emerging from the depths, ambiguous and unclear, everyone saw her ignore them and leave, a mix of admiration and fear, lest the empress's great anger be vented on the rest of the people.

  The queen saw her so unceremonious. She was so angry that her face turned pale, and her whole body trembled slightly. Just as she was about to lose her temper, she felt the empress dowager stretch out her hand and pinch her lightly, suddenly coming back to herself----

  At this time, he took a firm stand on the matter of justice and properly investigated Yang Bao Lin's case. If he were to get entangled in these trivial matters of etiquette with her, it would seem as if the Emperor was once again favoring one concubine over another, showing partiality and indulgence.

  She made up her mind and said with great composure: "Morning sister has been working hard for many days, her body is not suitable, it's better to rest for a few days... Alas, if we can reduce these messy things, we can take good care of ourselves.

  She gazed at Yang Baolin with a cat-and-mouse look, slightly raising her eyes: "Your crime is not small, but such a great sin cannot be planned by you alone. If you can confess the mastermind, I can consider leniency."

  She thought Yang Baolin would beg for mercy, but instead saw him with a distant gaze, as if lost in thought. Unwilling to continue, she stood up and said: "The Empress Dowager is also tired, let's all disperse!"

  After the emperor arrived at the palace, the situation had already subsided. Yang Bao Lin was detained in the imperial prison, and the officials did not dare to use torture, when they received an oral edict from Emperor Xianfeng transmitted by Qin Xi: before he made a decision, they were not allowed to use "private" torture.

  In the Biyue Palace, Yuan Qi leaned against a pear-wood long chair, his face gloomy.

  "Never mind, with such a harem, I originally didn't think it would be easy to give birth to an imperial son..."

  "Empress Mei's belly might still have your flesh and blood in it..."

  Morning dew comforted her from the side.

  "Hmm..."

  Yuan Qi sneered coldly: "That child is the powerful pawn of both the Empress Dowager and the Queen, how would they allow anything to happen to her?!"

  Chen 'Lu' heard it once and knew that he was also clear in his heart about Mei Guiren's and the Empress's plan.

  "This time you were also at the scene, did you see what came out?"

  Yuan Qi was somewhat tired and asked lightly, almost without hope.

  "There's something fishy about this case, Yang Baolin is indeed innocent."

  Morning 'dew' sighed slightly, adding a sentence ----

  "He came for me..."

  Yuanyu suddenly understood the trick, he was angry but had nowhere to vent his anger, and simply said: "I will not allow anyone to harm you."

  He finished speaking and suddenly stood up, but was stopped by Chen Lu: "I can still handle this matter, no need to disturb you."

  She thought carefully, and the image of that probe of fresh blood floated before her eyes. She felt that something was wrong, but for a moment she couldn't quite put it into words.

  "I'll take charge and release Yang Baolin. Her family is also a respectable one, it's clear she's not the murderer, yet she's still being detained. If something happens to her..."

  "No need to worry about that..."

  Morning 'dew' smiled, thinking of just now, when she walked out, the skirt hem rubbed against her, and the paper ball she threw into Yang Bao Lin's palm-----

  Wait quietly for a while.

  After sending off the emperor, Qing rushed back to report: "From the Cining Palace, Ya'er sent a message that someone was with her, peeking at the empress dowager's residence."

  "Can you see clearly who it is?"

  Qing shook her head, walked forward and helped her take off the palace dress. Instead of putting on clothes, she took out a jar of wound medicine and said: "The wound from last time is almost scabbed over, let's put some medicine on it one more time!"

  She recalled that time, the Ice Crystal event was so perilous, and her heart still had lingering fears: "Luckily you used your powers in time to force out... all that blood, splashing everywhere..."

  She was about to continue when Chen Lu suddenly gasped, and in the flash of a spark, she was struck by this unintentional remark, and stood up with a sudden realization: "So that's it!!!"

  Facing the puzzled gaze of Qing, she said: "What did my blood look like that day?"

  "It started as a dark greenish color, but later it became bright red... After the poison was cleared, you then pressed the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding."

  "Fresh blood is always crimson... What you said just reminded me: Yunluo was pretending ---- at least, she wasn't having a miscarriage and bleeding!"

  "Generally speaking, when a woman has a miscarriage, it is because the fetus has taken shape and there is stagnant purple blood. But in this case, it's a bright red clot, which doesn't make sense..."