The princess regretted it.

Chapter 392 Our Master Was Harmful

"Okay, Ma'am, stop talking!" Jin An interrupted Ma'am Zhao. She knew what Ma'am Zhao meant and what she would say next. If Concubine Chun was having a normal attack, she wouldn't have rushed over so quickly. Just like when she first heard the news, she didn't rush over either.

But right now, she was really worried that something might happen to Concubine Chun and her brother. If that happened, her father would definitely not be able to bear it. So she had to go and check on the situation and see if Concubine Cen had made any arrangements.

She said solemnly to Madam Zhao, "Madam, do you know how dangerous Concubine Chun is right now? I won't feel at ease unless I go and see her. Concubine Chun's pregnancy is very important. She was frightened by the miscarriage before, and now she's fallen. I'm really worried that she might have an accident."

"What wrestling?" Upon hearing this, Nanny Zhao looked at Han Shuang and Princess Jin'an and asked uncertainly, "Princess, are you talking about Concubine Chun?"

"Yes, Ma'am, Concubine Chun fell this morning and had the attack prematurely." Han Shuang explained.

Zhao Mama gasped, realizing the gravity of the situation. She quickly knelt down and admitted her fault to Jin An, "Princess, this is all my fault. Please punish me."

Jin An waved his hand and said, "Madam, get up. Go and make some arrangements to see what supplies are needed. Then follow me to Lanxin Palace."

Zhao Mama quickly agreed, stood up, and left the inner room first. Qingli now understood what she had said. She looked at the breakfast on the table and asked hesitantly, "Then did the princess have breakfast before going?"

Jin An wasn't as anxious as before, and since Nanny Zhao still had to prepare things, she couldn't leave for the moment. He nodded and said, "Use it first, then go. I don't know when I'll be back."

.......

In Lanxin Palace, Concubine Ke was sitting on a chair beside her, supported by Mingyue. When she received the notice from the servants that Concubine Chun had a seizure and the imperial physician had been summoned, she was looking through the winter charcoal distribution account book of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Her fingertips were still stained with cinnabar, but she was now tightly clutching the gilded lotus-patterned sachet around her waist - she knew very well how important this baby was to His Majesty.

After she arrived at the Lanxin Palace, she was very glad that she had come. Although the Lanxin Palace had already prepared everything needed for Concubine Chun's delivery in order to prevent a sudden attack, the attack caused by Concubine Chun's accidental fall still caused chaos in the palace.

Fortunately, Nanny Su calmed down first, and calmly ordered everyone to take up their positions according to the previous arrangements, and slowly things began to unfold in an orderly manner.

When Concubine Cen came over, she saw Gancao kneeling in front of the palace, crying uncontrollably. As everyone was busy, no one paid attention to this distraught girl for a while.

Concubine Cen knew that she was the closest person to Concubine Chun. She thought to herself that Concubine Chun was going through life and death in there. How could this girl be so ignorant of the seriousness of the matter? Instead of offering help, she just cried here! Could it be that she was not doing a good job in serving Concubine Chun, which led to Concubine Chun's accident?

"What's wrong with you?" Concubine Cen had a guess in her mind. She walked to Gancao, stopped, and asked.

Licorice saw the embroidered shoes suddenly stop in front of her, and heard Concubine Cen's voice. She turned her head slightly to look at Concubine Cen. Her face was covered with tear marks, her eyes were red and swollen, and the most obvious thing was that she had scratches on her face.

When Concubine Cen saw the wound on her face, her pupils shrank sharply, and her previous suspicion became even more certain. Her brows furrowed even tighter, and a hint of pity appeared in her eyes. It seemed that regardless of whether Concubine Chun was safe in the end, this girl would probably not escape severe punishment. However, the most important thing at the moment was Concubine Chun and her unborn child.

"Your Majesty, our master was murdered. Please, Your Majesty, Concubine Cen, take charge of our Majesty." Gancao's hoarse voice sounded with a bit of sorrow.

"Get up first and come with me into the house to answer!" Concubine Cen was shocked when she heard this. She thought that His Majesty would definitely come over soon. If he saw this girl acting like this, he would probably punish her without even a chance to speak up. So she gave Mingyue a look and spoke in a deep voice.

Mingyue understood and immediately stepped forward to help Gancao up, then helped her follow Concubine Cen into the side hall. Concubine Cen sat down on a chair after entering the side hall. She looked up and saw Gancao limping in. She glanced at Gancao's legs, thinking it was because she had been kneeling for too long, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

Concubine Cen glanced at Mingyue, who brought a cushion at the right time. Gancao knelt on it, digging her palms deeply with her fingertips: "Your Highness Concubine Cen, my master's fall was not an accident!" When she raised her head, the scabs on the abrasions on her face cracked, and tiny blood beads oozed out.

"You said before that your queen was murdered? What's your basis for that?" Concubine Cen said solemnly.

"Replying to Empress Cen, my master's fall was definitely not an accident." Gancao replied angrily, his hoarse voice filled with determination.

"Tell me in detail!" Concubine Cen thought of her past and the child she was carrying, and a faint pain in her heart. She suppressed her chaotic emotions, locked her eyes with Gancao, and spoke word by word.

"Your Highness, I also fell on the ice yesterday when I came back and sprained my ankle. I immediately reported it to Madam Su!" Gan Cao clutched the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning white. "Madam immediately ordered people to clear the snow and specifically instructed them to sprinkle coarse salt!" She suddenly started coughing violently, a suppressed sob escaping her throat. "But this morning, the master was concerned about my injury and insisted on coming to visit me..."

The words stopped abruptly. Licorice's whole body trembled violently, tears falling onto the cushions on her knees. "On the way back to the palace, she had just reached the corner where I fell yesterday, and suddenly her foot slipped..." The memory seemed to tear open the scars in her heart, and her sobs were shrouded in despair. "Your Majesty, the snow on the ground melted into water and then froze into ice. It was as smooth as a mirror, without a single grain of salt! It was obvious that someone... someone deliberately..."

Concubine Cen clutched the armrest tightly, the gilded, twined branches rubbing against her palms. Memories flooded back like a tide—when she had a miscarriage, hadn't the chestnut cakes in the imperial kitchen also been laced with conflicting herbs? Could it be that person's doing again?

At this time, the voice of Concubine Xian Lin Qian came from behind the door curtain, "How is Concubine Chun?"

As soon as Concubine Cen heard Lin Qian's voice, she stopped asking further questions and immediately signaled Mingyue to go up and help Gancao up.

It wasn't that she was jealous of Concubine Xian's current favor with the Emperor, but if this was indeed a deliberate act as Gan Cao claimed, then all the concubines in the harem would be suspects. Therefore, she decided not to let Concubine Xian know anything yet, so as not to alert the enemy.

Mingyue had just helped Gancao up and walked aside when the door curtain at the side hall door was gently lifted.