Three days have passed since the Emperor came to Yin Ya Pavilion that day. Ayu finally forgot to ask him if the acrobatic team was just to joke with her.

The first sun suddenly appeared, and the osmanthus forest behind Yin Ya Pavilion began to fall. The full fragrance of osmanthus suddenly filled the entire Yin Ya Pavilion. Ayu was too lazy to go out, so she leaned against the window and watched the palace servants swipe the fallen flowers and leaves on the bluestone bricks.

Suddenly, her eyes moved slightly, and she saw Xiao Fuzi jogging from outside the hall with a serious expression.

The smile on Ayu's face was a little calmer. As soon as she sat up straight, she saw the double curtain being lifted. Xiao Fuzi frowned and stepped in, kneeling down and saluted: "Master, please."

"Get up first," Ayu pushed away the pastry at hand and asked softly: "I'm impatient, what's wrong?"

Xiao Fuzi stood up, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"The news from Shenzheng Department is that Zhewu is dead."

The sound of the spoon hitting the wall of the bowl was crisp and pleasant. Ayu looked up and saw Zhou Qi frowning her eyebrows, her face full of resentment: "How could Shen Xingshi let her die?"

"I heard that yesterday was fine. This morning, the person on duty found out that she was dead."

Xiao Fuzi said this and added another sentence: "I bit my tongue and committed suicide."

Ayu and Zhou Qi looked at each other, she closed her eyes and said, "She is really sincere."

I don’t know how much benefit the person behind her gave her to her for the initiative to die.

But well, she vaguely guessed who the person behind her was. Whether Zhewu is alive or not is not that important.

Ayu raised her head, frowned her eyebrows, and was puzzled: "In theory, the Shenzheng Department should not be so negligent."

"Who said no? Eunuch Yang was so angry that he detained all the people on duty last night. Eunuch Yang said that if the Shenzheng Department will have no results tomorrow, I am afraid... the entire Shenzheng Department will suffer."

They wouldn't be buried with them all, but those people would definitely not survive yesterday.

When Xiao Fuzi said this, he shrank down. He knew that if the emperor had not been for the sake of his master, even if they were the ones, they would have been able to travel to the Jingshi Department.

The people who have returned from Shenxing Department these days are still lying in bed and unable to move.

The most serious one is Luo Yun from Zhuoyun Tower. He almost lost half his life and looked dying when he was carried back.

The sour plums thrown in Ayu felt a little boring.

However, she shook her head and let Xiao Fuzi retreat.

She can't control the matter, nor will she care about it.

Three or four people on duty were able to get the news from Zhewu and even bit their tongue and commit suicide. Even though they knew that they were the key guards, they would be so negligent that the emperor would let them go, and there would be a ghost.

After a while, Zhou Qi handed the medicinal food that was a little cold in her hand to the palace servants beside her and took it down.

Following Ayu's instructions, there was no incense burner in the hall. At this time, half a fan was opened in the window, and there were slivering the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. Zhou Qi squatted down, sorted out Ayu's clothes, skipped what Xiao Fuzi said just now, and said:

"In a few days, it will be cold. There is also the fox velvet that the emperor just admires in the warehouse, which is spread on this soft couch. I will sew a pillow in the next two days so that my master can lie more comfortable at that time."

Ayu was surprised: "That's so hard."

"I don't have much ability, I can only serve my master more comfortably." Zhou Qi smiled with a smile on her face.

Ayu patted her hands and comforted her: "It's good enough."

Since she woke up from a coma this time, she found that Zhou Qi seemed to be a little guilty. It can be seen from the fact that she always wants to find something to do on weekdays.

Ayu was helpless and didn't know how to persuade her. Seeing that she seemed to feel more comfortable in her heart, she had to go with her.

"By the way, will Chen Cairen go to pay his respects recently?"

Zhou Qi wondered why she asked this, but she still answered truthfully: "Go."

Ayu suddenly held her forehead and had a headache. She leaned on the soft couch in a depressed mood, making Zhou Qi wonder: "Master, what's wrong?"

Ayu sighed: "I originally had the queen's will, so I don't want to go to pay my respects anymore."

But now it is different. The two of them have bodies at the same time. Chen Cairen's greetings never set, but she doesn't go once. If she knows, she thinks she takes care of the fetus in her belly, but if she doesn't know, she will feel that she will not take the queen seriously because she is pregnant.

After weighing the pros and cons of the left and right, she should pay tribute. After all, in this harem, no one can offend the queen.

After Zhou Qi was a little bit by her, she figured out the key point and suddenly had a headache.

The next day when the emperor came to see her, Ayu told the emperor about this matter, and she sagged her lips, with a little helplessness:

"If I don't go, I will be muttered again."

Compared with this rule, Feng Yu naturally valued the fetus in her womb, but as she said, Chen Cairen greeted her every day, and it would be bad for her not to pass.

In previous dynasties, there has never been an example of pregnant concubines without any need to pay homage.

Nowadays, there is only the exception of Concubine Shu.

Feng Yu tapped his finger on the desk and said in a deep voice: "I have to wait until my body is well maintained."

Ayu's eyes lit up, and she suddenly covered her lips and smiled softly, saying:

"The Emperor is right," she stroked her lower abdomen and sighed as if true or false: "Oh, my body is useless, I'm afraid I'll be raising it for a while."

I'll talk about it when my body can be well maintained, but when will my body be well maintained? Then who knows?

She clearly understood what he meant and cared about the child in her womb, but Feng Yu couldn't help but feel headache and hold his forehead when he looked at her appearance.

After a pause, Feng Yu suddenly asked her about her thoughts about Zhewu.

After Ayu was stunned, she suddenly widened her eyes: "I am still pregnant, so the emperor will let me worry about these things?"

"Isn't this the Emperor worried about?"

The implication is that he will do whatever he wants, and she will not care about it.

Yu Guang saw the man's face slightly dark. She seemed to notice something wrong in her words, so she quickly changed her words:

"What I mean is that no matter what the emperor does, I believe in the emperor."

Feng Yu's face was still dark, obviously he believed in her previous words more. Even so, he didn't say anything else.

He didn't stay for too long, and there were many things inside and outside the palace, waiting for him to deal with.

After the emperor left, Zhou Qi was worried and said, "Why didn't my master speak at that time? If this matter is like Meiren Zhou..."

She paused, and then continued to anxiously say, "What should I do?"

What was the same when Zhou Meiren was? It was nothing more than just leaving it alone.

The smile on Ayu's face slightly curled, her eyes were faint, and she said calmly:

"If the emperor wants to investigate, he can always find out without me saying anything."

On the contrary, even if she was worn out, the matter would not be a result.

She curled the corners of her lips and smiled: "Since that's the case, it's better for me to let go so that I won't be bored."

Zhou Qi was helpless, but had to admit that she was right.

There was no one in the hall. Ayu glanced around and then patted the back of her hand and said softly:

"Don't worry, I'm responsible."

She suffered this crime for no reason, how could she let that man escape easily?

As soon as the two of them stopped for a while, someone reported: "Master, Meiren Zhou is here."

Ayu held the sour plum soup hand and chuckled, "Please come in."

She said that she had a bad body and didn't move for a moment. When Meiren Zhou came in, she just glanced at her eyes and said with a smile:

"How come Beauty Zhou has time to come today?"

The palace servant brought a round stool and placed it next to the soft couch. Mei Meiren sat down, closed her sleeves, folded her hands on her legs before she responded gently:

"I wanted to visit Sister Yu before, but I was afraid that it would disturb my sister's cultivation, so it was only a few days later."

Ayu felt that it was the most natural to call her sister in this harem. However, there was no trace of dissatisfaction, only this beauty Zhou.

Ayu winked at Zhou Qi, and after a moment, the people serving in the hall retreated.

Seeing this, a smile finally appeared in Meiren Zhou's eyes. She said, "It seems that my sister also knows the purpose of me."

Ayu lay on the soft couch, pushed the tea at her hand towards her, and then said slowly:

"I don't know, but you came over and over again and deliberately made me owe someone favors. If I pretend to be stupid, it would be meaningless."

"Sister is a good person." Zhou Meiren praised her again in her words.

But Meiren Zhou did think so in her heart. Even if she deliberately pretended to be stupid before, she said frankly that she had never seen such a person in this harem.

Ayu was drinking sour plum soup, just pretending that she didn't hear this, and her mouth was filled with sour smell, but Ayu felt comfortable, and she bluntly expressed her confusion:

"It's not that I'm humble, but that I don't think that Meiren Zhou needs an alliance, so why bother me?"

Beauty Zhou smiled slightly, but her voice was a little cold:

“Because, it’s not enough.”

After she gave birth, she saw the man many times and more or less knew what the man was thinking. For that man, the child was definitely not necessary. Even if he lost the child, it would not hurt like her.

And what the man cares about is also particularly obvious.

The emperor, grace, said to that man, seems more important than his own flesh and blood.

She lost her fertility, and for the harem, she would have acted early and her hostility towards her would not be so obvious. Even the one who was guilty of her was more afraid than fear.
To be continued...