12dz Chapter 364 Blood Test 2
Chapter 364 Blood Test 2
Yongzheng ignored him and continued to look at Prince Guo.
His mother was the most favored Concubine Shu, and he had been brought up by the Emperor since childhood, teaching him reading and martial arts, and he loved him very much. He was also handsome and talented, renowned throughout the world, and the dream lover of countless women. Compared to him, I...
The Empress looked at Yongzheng's expression and said, "Seventh Prince is the Emperor's bloodline, and the Emperor has high hopes for him. This is a matter of great importance for future generations, so we must be careful!"
Yongzheng asked, "Then what do you think is considered careful?"
"I'm afraid we'll have to do a blood test."
"Blood test?"
The Queen explained, "The so-called blood test is to drop the blood of two people into the same vessel to see if they mix. If they do, then they are related. Otherwise, there is no blood relationship."
Yunxi glanced at Zhen Huan and said, "Brother, have you ever considered that if you and Hongzhou were to undergo a blood test, even if it proves that Hongzhou is your biological son, when Hongzhou grows up and finds out, it will hurt your father-son relationship. If you really have high hopes for Hongzhou, the world will also criticize you."
By this time, Concubine Qi had recovered: "It is precisely because the Emperor has high hopes for the Seventh Prince that we must verify it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, wouldn't the Emperor have entrusted the wrong person and handed over the entire empire to someone else!"
Zhen Huan slowly stood up and bowed to Yongzheng. "Your Majesty, the Guarjia clan and I have always been at odds. They have teamed up with this nun to slander me, and now they've even implicated the prince. Their intentions are truly despicable!"
Yongzheng's eyes became firm: "Huanhuan, if you give it a try, I can clear your name and that of your child."
Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan's eyes welled up in tears. She fought hard to hold back her tears, kneeling on the ground. Her voice was choked with sobs and pain, "I thought my relationship with Your Majesty was deep, but who could have imagined it would come to this? If I had known that Your Majesty would be so suspicious of me, I would have preferred to live a lonely life in Ganlu Temple rather than set foot in this harem again and endure such suspicion and insults!"
After saying this, she could no longer suppress her inner grief, and fell to the ground, crying bitterly.
Seeing Zhen Huan like this, Prince Guo felt a pang of pain in his heart. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Royal brother, this matter concerns the reputation of Concubine Xi and the Seventh Prince. I am willing to die to prove Concubine Xi's innocence. Please grant this."
After hearing what Prince Guo said, An Lingrong closed her eyes. He was willing to sacrifice his life for Zhen Huan. He was truly a great man. Unfortunately, these words were only adding fuel to the fire.
Zhen Huan was also sighing in her heart. She had tried her best to ignore Prince Guo and turn the topic to the personal grudge between herself and Concubine Qi. Unexpectedly, Prince Guo still came up headfirst.
Sure enough, the suspicion in Yongzheng's eyes became even stronger.
"Su Peisheng, bring the Seventh Prince here." Then he looked at the Queen and said, "Go and prepare the blood test materials."
Seeing that there was no room for improvement, Zhen Huan stopped crying, wiped her tears, sat up straight, and her face regained its usual dignified and graceful expression.
In Yonghe Palace.
Several large fire baskets filled the hall with warmth, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the luxury of the room.
Shen Meizhuang sat beside a zither, humming an obscure tune as her jade fingers lightly brushed the strings, producing a few vibrant notes. Between playing sessions, she picked up a nearby purple-hair brush and wrote a few strokes on the spread of rice paper.
Madam Shen came to her side and asked curiously, "Madam, when did you learn to sing?"
Shen Meizhuang then raised her head, her eyes curved, and she said, "Mother, Rong'er sings very well. I've been with her for a long time, and I can sing a few lines from her."
"It really proves the saying, 'He who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black!'"
Shen Meizhuang kept plucking the strings, searching for the most harmonious melody, and said, "Rong'er often sings this song. When I finish composing the music, I can accompany her whenever she sings it!"
Madam Shen shook her head gently, her eyes full of doting: "Okay, but you've been sitting for a while, do you want to take a break?"
"I haven't finished composing this song yet. I promised Rong'er that if I don't compose it well, she'll get angry with me when she comes back!"
Her fingers danced nimbly on the strings, sometimes gently, sometimes quickly, and the tinkling sound of the piano slowly flowed out from under her hands.
As she hummed, Shen Meizhuang frowned slightly, as if she wasn't quite satisfied with a certain note. She paused, resting her chin on her hand in thought for a moment. Then, she raised her hand again and tried a few more notes. Finally, she found a satisfactory combination, and a smile of relief suddenly spread across her face. She quickly picked up her purple brush and wrote it down on paper, muttering to herself as she wrote, "That's the note. This time, it should be correct."
Madam Shen watched from the side and said with a smile, "I thought you would be lonely and bored in the palace, but after this month, I found that your life is more interesting than in the boudoir."
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was relief hidden in the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. When her daughter was still unmarried, although she was talented and dignified, her life was always dull and she rarely smiled. Now in this deep palace, her temperament has become much more lively.
"With Rong'er around, life will never be boring!" When Shen Meizhuang mentioned An Lingrong, stars instantly lit up in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, revealing a gentle smile.
"You, you talk about her twice every three sentences!"
Mrs. Shen joked a few words and looked outside the hall.
In the courtyard, by the gate stood several young eunuchs, their postures erect as pine trees, yet they tilted their heads slightly from time to time, their eyes warily observing the movements around them. Caiyue and Caixing remained at the palace gate, never leaving for a moment. Su Ye was busy in the back hall, occasionally stopping by to take a look before leaving.
"Why do I feel like today is a little unusual?"
Shen Meizhuang paused, and followed her mother's gaze outside the hall. Her expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal. She smiled and said, "Mother, don't think too much. It's okay. I'm about to give birth, and they're all a little nervous."
She took a deep breath and continued what she was doing.
Ever since she became pregnant, she had clearly sensed An Lingrong's anxiety, especially what happened today, which made her feel vaguely that something was going to happen. However, she firmly believed that as long as Rong'er was there, everything would be resolved, and as long as she was well, she would be the greatest help to Rong'er.
She gently stroked her slightly bulging belly, and the baby in her belly seemed to feel her mother's emotions and moved slightly.