Clearly, she doesn't want to be a concubine

Chapter 51

She said: "Even in this palace, I take care of it very well."

Umalu complimented: "The master is kind-hearted and capable. Everyone in the palace is grateful for the master's kindness."

Concubine Tong Gui looked at her, and her delicate hand was already on the back of her hand: "I love the emperor, but I still understand that the emperor is the lord of the world, not mine alone. How can a smart and well-behaved person like you not understand?" ?”

Umalu bowed his head: "This slave is dull, please show me clearly, master."

"Han people all say that "the color fades and the love goes away", how long will it be good to serve others with sex." Tong Guifei said, "You have chilled the hearts of the sisters in the palace. Wait until the emperor's kindness fades, even if the position is sealed later , and what benefit can there be?"

Tong Guifei said meaningfully: "In this palace, after all, the sisters will accompany you more."

Concubine Tong got up, and the maid from a distance came to help her.

Tong Guifei mentioned: "Si elder brother is very cute, he is not noisy at all, he is a good boy, I like it very much."

"Thank you, master, for your grace."

Guifei Tong walked down from the pavilion, stopped beside her, paused, and said: "You are a smart person, you know what you should do."

"Yes."

Tong Guifei walked away.

Umalu waited in place for a while, and when Concubine Tong disappeared, she slowly went back to the side hall of Qianqing Palace.

After returning, Yin Shuang'er and the two had already served tea.

Seeing this, Liuli knelt down and advised her, "Master, don't be sad, who can be sure of the holy family."

Umalu came back to his senses and patted her hand: "Get up, I know about this matter."

Liuli looked at her and stepped back.

Compared with Concubine Tong threatening her with her child, Umalu was thinking about other things.

She heard Tong Guifei calling her son Si Age.

She didn't pay much attention to history, but she remembered that later Kangxi's fourth son came to the throne and became Yongzheng.

In the history books, the relationship between Yongzheng and his biological mother, Concubine De, was not good.

More, she couldn't remember.

She was distraught.

Fourth elder brother.

Maybe she was thinking too much.

In ancient times, medical conditions were not good, and many children died early due to illness. Maybe her child will not be that Yongzheng.

However, the person who ascended the throne is the son of Concubine De...

Kangxi also said several times that he would give her the title of Virtue.

This is always undeniable.

Maybe, she can ask Kangxi to change her title.

She had to admit she wasn't brave enough.

However, she is absolutely unwilling to do so.

Because once it comes true, it means that it is destined for her to come to the Qing Dynasty from this world, and everything she experiences will form a part of history.

So what is the past 20 years of her life as Umalu?

All her stubbornness will be a joke.

Holding the teacup, she was absent-minded for a long time.

Kangxi had already returned, seeing that she was a little absent-minded, he held her in his arms and did not speak.

Umalu slowly came back to his senses, looking at Kangxi's side face.

Umalu stared at him, silent.

Kangxi asked her: "What do you want to say?"

He paused, then said, "What do you want?"

Umalu was silent for a long time, and then said: "The master asked the slave what he wanted. There are only two things that the slave can't let go of. One is that the slave does not want to be called a virtue, and the other is that the slave wants to be closer to the fourth elder brother in the future."

It was the flesh and blood of her October pregnancy, and it was her first and most indestructible connection with this era, and she could not deny it.

She can hate him, hate him, and the closer he gets to the historical record, the more it proves that her tragic fate is inevitable.

But she couldn't hate and ignore that child.

What is wrong with the child?

If she didn't want to see that child for such a reason, wouldn't that be in line with the history she had always wanted to avoid?

What's more, according to her heart, she would not do anything to a child.

Tiger poison still does not eat seeds.

To abuse and bully a child is not as good as a beast.

Umalu finally chose to accept the child calmly.

All she can do is to do her best and obey the destiny.

She may not be able to raise this child with her own hands, but at least... she can be closer to him.

Kangxi pushed her away, with anger hidden in his eyes.

Umalu didn't notice it for a while, and fell to the ground, with abdominal pain like twists, blood wet the bottom of the skirt, stained the ground red, and the air was soaked with the smell of blood.

She passed out.

After Kangxi found out, he immediately hugged Umalu to the bed and asked Liang Jiugong to call the imperial doctor.

The other imperial physicians were busy stopping the bleeding and protecting the miscarriage.

After doctor Wang wiped the pulse, he carefully reported to Kangxi, "She is pregnant for more than a month, and the fetal position is unstable, and she may have a miscarriage."

He added another sentence: "Before she was too weak, she never noticed it, but now... can only prescribe a few anti-fetal drugs to try."

Kangxi waved the imperial doctor down.

The imperial physician hesitated for a moment and said: "If you want to take effect quickly, you must give a strong medicine."

Kangxi asked him: "Is it hurting?"

"It hurts the body." Imperial Physician Wang hesitated, "It may be difficult to conceive in the future."

"I can't hurt my body." Kangxi tried to suppress the impetuousness in his heart and said, "I want you to keep her, and you will have an imperial heir."

Doctor Wang made a bitter face, and went down to think about the prescription.

Kangxi stood outside the bed curtain.

Liang Jiugong persuaded: "Your Majesty, this is not in line with etiquette."

"I know."

He was distraught.

He was just angry with her, and when someone made trouble, he didn't even look for him, so he made that decision himself.

He doesn't know anything about this palace.

He knew that Mrs. Tong was looking for her, so he spent all his time waiting for her to ask for him. She always had nothing else to ask for. He waited for her to beg him, and he didn't care what she begged, as long as he asked for him.

But in the end, all she wanted was to be closer to that child.

Can he still treat that child badly?The adoptive mother for that child is the one from all over the palace, with the most noble status and family background.

But she didn't expect that she would fall into such a predicament.

His mind is disturbed.

He wanted to get angry, but he didn't know who to get angry with.

To her?She had just had a near miscarriage.

To Tong?

He knew in his heart that Tong's actions were not wrong.

Tong's entry into the palace was originally because he wanted to improve the status of his mother's family, so he married in specially.

Both queens died young.

According to his original plan, Mrs. Tong should have been the third empress. During the past few years in charge of the affairs of the Six Palaces, she has done nothing wrong. It is what she, the person in charge of the harem, should do.

Even though he didn't send anyone to monitor Tong Shi, he could guess that the reason Tong Shi came to her was because her current status was inappropriate and inappropriate.

Tong Shi had told him several times before, but he didn't respond until he came to her.

He remembered what the emperor's grandmother once said: "The emperor's special favor is nothing but a catastrophe."

He looked at the busy imperial physician in the side hall, and under Liang Jiugong's persuasion again, he returned to his own palace.

Aunt Su Ma sent something in person, which was the Buddhist beads commonly used by the Empress Dowager.

　There are two solutions to the space-time paradox, one is parallel universes and multiple time-spaces.The second is that everything experienced by people who go back to the past constitutes history.
　　
　
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