"My Elder Brother is My Husband" - (58) Miscarriage

When the warm hand covering her eyes was removed, Yan Luan could finally see the horrific scene before her. The black-clad men who had been issuing kill orders just a moment ago were now mostly dead, all killed with a single sword strike. Their dilated pupils were ferocious and filled with shock and fear.
Looking at Yan Jing again, if it weren't for the few drops of blood splattered on his face and the long sword in his hand still dripping blood, he would look like a refined and elegant nobleman.
The strong smell of blood assaulted her nostrils, and Yan Luan covered her mouth, feeling nauseous. She didn't know how Yan Jing had done it; such a brutal method of killing was simply too outrageous.
Realizing that the assassination attempt was doomed to failure, the few remaining men in black ceased fighting and quickly withdrew.
When Yan Tao arrived, the hem of his light blue robe was soaked with blood, making it look particularly eerie. It was the robe that Yan Luan had chosen for him that morning, saying that his face was too cold and he needed to wear something delicate to cover up his coldness. And now it was ruined.
He waved the tiger-head token in his hand and said impatiently, "It's a Wang family assassin."
Yan Jing nodded, tossed aside the handkerchief he was using to wipe away the blood, and said with a light sneer, "Being in such a hurry is not like Wang Yong's style. Something must have happened in Ye City."
As expected, a message arrived by carrier pigeon from the Marquis of Huaiyin's residence in the evening. Yan Rong had been assassinated on his way back to the residence from the military camp while training the Yan family army. Fortunately, Princess Yongkang arrived quickly with her men and saved his life.
"Mother told us to return home immediately, fearing that the situation was about to change."
The fiery clouds at dusk dyed the sky red, and the surging sunset looked extremely ominous.
The return journey was rushed, and the ease and joy of the journey there were completely gone. When they returned to Ye City in just five days, the capital was already in turmoil.
Yan Rong's assassination attempt was too sudden. He probably didn't expect the Wang family to dare to do this. Caught off guard, he was stabbed in the abdomen by the assassin. His injuries were too severe, and he is still in a coma.
"Mother, Father will be alright."
This was the first time Yan Luan had seen Princess Yongkang with such a somber expression. In their previous life, the couple had not been on good terms. When Yan Jing seized power, Yan Rong, coveting the throne, sent assassins to kill Yan Jing. Princess Yongkang secretly executed him. This incident was recorded in later historical books. However, after Yan Jing ascended the throne, he still posthumously conferred upon Yan Rong the title of Grand Emperor.
"I've been married to your father for so many years, and although I've long since lost faith in him, if I were to watch him leave now, my heart would be..."
Back then, he was a young and promising prince, and she was a graceful and beautiful princess. Their union was the envy of everyone in the world. Yan Rong gave Yuan Mi the most beautiful love, but he also gave her heartbreaking despair. No matter how much she hated him, she could never erase the place that he had held in her heart for so many years.
Even the proud Princess Yongkang was dejected. She gripped Yan Luan's hand tightly and looked at Yan Rong, who was pale on the bed. He was no longer as handsome as he used to be. Time had left its mark on his temples, and the wrinkles on his forehead had become deeper.
"His heart is more ruthless than mine. Back then, I killed Bian Shi, and he has endured it without uttering a sound until now. If it weren't for the jade pendant that Bian Shi gave him still in his pocket, I would really think that he doesn't care about anything anymore."
The cold words caused Yan Luan's expression to change slightly. She wanted to comfort her but didn't know how to say it, so she could only silently hold Princess Yongkang's cold hand.
"Back then, your maternal grandfather said that one day I would regret it. Everyone tried to stop me, but I still insisted on marrying him. I knew he loved Lady Bian, so I reluctantly arranged for him to take a concubine. Everyone in Yecheng said I was crazy and laughed at me for years."
Just because of love, Princess Yongkang, the most beloved daughter of Emperor Ming, chose to share a husband with another woman, abandoning her dignity as a princess and becoming the laughingstock of many. In the end, she was even accused of murdering a concubine out of jealousy, which displeased Yan Rong.
In the end, it's still love that hurts people.
...
An imperial decree arrived at the Empress's palace, urgently summoning Yan Luan to the palace. Yan Tao, worried about her, escorted her all the way to the Imperial Palace before leaving. He gave Yan Luan a few more instructions before hurriedly departing.
Standing on the high jade steps, watching Yan Tao's tall figure leave, a strange sense of loneliness made Yan Luan subconsciously want to call out to him, but in the end she bit her lip and watched him disappear from sight.
Both Yan Jing and Yan Tao were exhausted these past few days. Although they had made all the necessary preparations, taking each step was not easy.
I hope they can have a good ending in this life...
"Princess, this way please. Her Majesty the Empress has been waiting for quite some time."
"Um."
Jiang Fuyuan, who had just entered the palace, did not look well. Her once radiant face, which was always smiling, showed signs of haggardness. Upon seeing Yan Luan's arrival, she dismissed all the palace maids and eunuchs.
"You've finally arrived! Come and sit down."
Yan Luan had no desire to sit any longer. She walked closer, grabbed Jiang Fuyuan's hand, and found it was ice-cold. She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What happened to you?"
It was early autumn, with lingering summer heat. Yet, in the vast and solemn central palace, an underground heating system was burning. The bright yellow window screens embroidered with bluebirds were tightly closed, preventing any draft. The incense from the censer wafted into the air, creating a stifling atmosphere that made one feel uneasy.
"I...I've lost my child."
"What did you say!"
Yan Luan stared wide-eyed in disbelief. It had only been about twenty days since the coronation ceremony, how could this be...? She even thought there was something wrong with her ears.
Clearly, Jiang Fuyuan was not joking with her. Her suddenly thin fingers pressed against her lower abdomen through the golden robes of the Fei Feng Palace, and her gloomy face made her look particularly somber.
"What exactly happened?"
"Ten days ago, someone tampered with my pregnancy-preserving medication, and I lost the baby that very night."
Because it was still the first three months, Emperor Qi Ling never explicitly mentioned Jiang Fuyuan's pregnancy in court, even after she entered the palace. However, some people with ulterior motives found out. Clearly, the person who poisoned her did not want Emperor Qi Ling to have an heir. As a result, after Jiang Fuyuan miscarried, she could only suffer in silence and keep the news to herself.
"Can we find out who did it?"
Jiang Fuyuan raised her head slightly, gritting her teeth as she said, "It's Ke Ying. She has already hanged herself."
Yan Luan was familiar with the name Ke Ying. She was the third daughter of the Marquis of Haihun who Jiang Fuyuan had mentioned to her before. After Jiang Fuyuan entered the palace, Ke Ying was also sent to the palace and was given the title of Consort.
"Sasha, cheer up. This isn't that simple. Ke Ying is probably just a pawn; there are others behind her."
Yan Luan was also heartbroken. Just moments before, she and Jiang Fuyuan had been overjoyed about this child, but in just over twenty days, it was all gone...
"I know, it must be that old scoundrel Wang Yong. Poison was found in His Majesty's imperial food too. They're plotting to seize the throne! Xiao Wan, you must help me, help my child avenge him!"
Jiang Fuyuan could no longer hold back and burst into tears in Yan Luan's arms. No matter how strong she was in the past, how could she not be in pain after experiencing something like this? Yan Luan's nose tingled, and her eyes were slightly red as she stroked Jiang Fuyuan's back.
"We will get revenge, Sasha. Don't cry, you're not feeling well right now..."
As she spoke, Yan Luan also shed tears. She should have expected something bad would happen, but she never expected that they would target Jiang Fuyuan and harm an unborn child. Their intentions are despicable.

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