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I don’t know if it’s Aoping, the King of Bohai, or Ao Zhi, the Prince of Bohai.

But no matter who comes, there must be two purposes for coming here. The first is naturally because Pei Yuanxiu's throne ceremony the day after tomorrow, and they must come to attend the ceremony; and there is another purpose, that is, Ao Jiayu's death.

I don't know what arrangements Pei Yuanxiu made after their wedding that day, but he could not hide it all the time for the dignified Bohai Queen to die on the wedding night. After all, Ao Ping and Ao Zhi are still useful to him, and he still has to win over them. He should have passed this matter to them, and there must be a saying that covers up the truth.

However, for Ao Jiayu's death, the Ao family and his son still had to come to ask for confrontation in person.

This is why Pei Yuanxiu hurriedly moved me from the bedroom to Jingren Palace tonight.

Ao Jiayu's death was an accident in the eyes of the world. Only in front of me did he not hide it and told me the truth. In this way, he certainly would avoid me from meeting the Ao family father and son.

Although I think that even if I talk about it, the Ao family may not believe me. Pei Yuanxiu told me the truth, maybe it was an impulse, but after that, he must have thought of a way to perfunctorily pass it. It was just that more things were better than less. Of course, he also wanted to avoid some things.

But I was wondering what solution he would come up with.

Or, what kind of explanation would he give to the Ao family and his son?

I seemed to feel something, but I couldn't form a shape in my mind. I just looked at the gray curtain above my head and felt confused. I don't know how long it took, but I felt that it suddenly darkened beside me. When I turned around, I saw that it was the candlestick left by the bed. The candle had burned out and the candle was extinguished. Only a wisp of light smoke was reflected on the window paper, floating away slowly.

My thoughts became vague and I slowly fell into a deep sleep.

I was so confused and half awake that I didn't know how long I had been sleeping, but suddenly I woke up from the dream again. I felt a cold sweat, even breathing rapidly, and my heartbeat became difficult as if a heavy stone was pressed on my chest.

What made me even more uneasy was that my stomach felt a little heavy at this time.

I stretched out my cold hand and trembled to my stomach, fearing that if I had touched something, it seemed that I had touched something. It was more fragile than the most fragile thing, as if I would completely collapse with just one touch.

I subconsciously wanted to ask someone to come in and accompany me, but reason stopped me first. I just gritted my teeth and leaned on the head of the bed, waiting for my breathing to go smoothly. The cold sweat slowly retracted, as if everything was about to calm down. Only my stomach, although it didn't hurt, was still a little heavy.

This is a situation that has never been seen in the past.

I said to the outside, "Come."

It was not dawn, but someone from outside immediately pushed the door and came in. There were two smart little palace maids. As soon as they came in, they walked to the bed and asked carefully: "What are the instructions for Miss Yan?"

"Pour me a cup of hot water."

"yes."

One of them turned around and poured water, the other placed the candle on the candlestick, then lifted the curtain, and saw me leaning on the bed, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Miss Yan, your face looks so ugly!"

"Well."

"Also, you've had a lot of cold sweats."

As she said, she walked over and took out a handkerchief to wipe my forehead gently. I also touched my chin myself. It was indeed a cold and wet sweat on my hands. She asked, "Miss Yan, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want me to call the imperial physician over?"

"No, I just, just had a nightmare."

As I said, another palace maid had already poured a cup of hot water and came over and served it in front of me. I took the water cup and took a sip, so the person felt a little more comfortable.

But the two of them were still very worried: "Miss Yan, are there any discomfort?"

"Yes, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me first."

"The young master gave us the order. If Miss Yan has any discomfort, the young master will blame us."

I looked at them and could see that they should have survived the previous war and massacre. They probably had no way out after leaving the palace, so they could only choose to stay in the palace. I think they were only carefully selected and placed next to me in Jingren Palace to serve me. They were all so dedicated in everything.

I just hope that I won't implicate them.

I comforted them and said, "It's nothing. I may have gone out of the palace last night and went to the Song family to pay tribute to Mrs. Zhang. I was a little tired and sad, so I was like this."

The two palace maids looked at each other, and their faces showed heavy and uneasy expressions.

I said, "What's wrong?"

One of them looked at me and whispered: "Miss Yan is pregnant with Liujia, how can she go to a place like that of the mourning hall?"

"Yes," said another person, "those places that cannot be visited the most will be inaccurate."

When I heard their words, my hands under the quilt subconsciously stroked my stomach.

They were cautious and said, "Miss Yan, why don't we ask the imperial physician to come and see you."

"No, no!"

I waved my hand quickly. Seeing that they wanted to persist and persuade me, I simply opened up the topic: "By the way, didn't you say last night that I hired an imperial physician from Yuhua Palace? How is it now?"

They shook their heads: "We don't know either, we only serve you in Jingren Palace."

I think Pei Yuanxiu must have greeted them in advance. Of course, he also understood the strange open and secret struggles in the harem, so that these palace maids would be more honest and less involved in outside affairs. Perhaps it would have isolated me from the high palace walls of Jingren Palace.

I stopped asking more and just looked outside: "When is it now?"

"It's almost time for Chen."

"Oh, then I'll get up. You guys go get hot water."

"Miss Yan got up so early? Don't you sleep for a while?"

"No, I can't sleep."

They had to give up after hearing this. One went down to transfer the hot water, and the other served me to get up and dress. I drank a little hot water and talked to them for a while. People were much more comfortable, but when I got up, I still felt a little sunken.

No matter what, I have to take over today.

I just don’t know whether Pei Yuanxiu met Ao Zhi or Ao Ping last night, and how are they doing now.
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