I insist

Chapter 171: The Concubine's Miscarriage

As soon as Song Miqiu arrived at the Imperial Hospital, she hurriedly went to the room where Ming Taicheng was temporarily staying.

She strode up to Ming Taicheng, placed her bundle on the table, sat down, and patted the wooden table repeatedly with her hands.

"On my way here, I saw many palace servants discussing something. I listened carefully and found out that it turned out that the Crown Prince's concubine had a miscarriage!"

Song Miqiu's tone was somewhat agitated. She and Ming Taicheng had just visited the concubine a couple of days ago and had instructed her to take good care of her health before daring to leave the East Palace.

Now that the sickly beauty has miscarried, the crown prince is furious.

Not only that, almost all the palace staff in the Eastern Palace suffered, and she also heard that the Crown Princess had been imprisoned. Thinking back to when the two of them first entered the palace, the Crown Princess's strange expression, Song Miqiu probably realized what was going on.

"Moreover, the palace servants in the Eastern Palace, especially those responsible for looking after the concubines' quarters, were all severely punished by the Crown Prince. I was terrified when I heard about it."

As Song Miqiu complained about the palace servants telling her about the Crown Prince's punishment methods today, her body trembled uncontrollably.

What she didn't expect was that the Crown Princess would act so quickly; she thought it would be a long time before she could.

It was clear from Ming Taicheng's expression that he had already guessed it. Song Miqiu couldn't help but place her hand in front of him and asked in confusion, "Why do you look like you already guessed it?"

Even though the two of them went to check on this matter together, and Ming Taicheng didn't go to the East Palace again during that time, it seemed like he already knew about the illness, which made her a little unhappy.

Ming Taicheng pushed the freshly brewed chrysanthemum tea in front of Song Miqiu to drink, saying, "Drink this first to cool down."

"Where did you get angry? I was just surprised, okay?" Song Miqiu said, while honestly drinking all the tea that the other party handed her.

"As far as I know, the Crown Princess is jealous. At that time, she may have been focused on you and didn't pay much attention to me. This gives us an opportunity to observe."

Ming Taicheng spoke in a deep voice, his brows furrowed, "You may not know, but the fact that the Crown Prince has no heir is all her doing, just so that no one can threaten her and her child's position."

"Fortunately, she gave birth to a boy; if she had given birth to a girl, she would have certainly gone even further."

Ming Taicheng's face was full of disapproval. Life is precious, and he did not approve of anything the Crown Princess had done. Besides, the child was innocent.

Because of the Crown Princess's slight jealousy, all these children turned into blood, leaving blood everywhere in the Eastern Palace.

He couldn't help but wonder if the Crown Princess regularly bought tranquilizers. With so many children gone, could she really sleep well at night?

"Why isn't the Crown Prince doing anything about this?" Song Miqiu couldn't help but exclaim.

With so many deaths occurring in the Eastern Palace, has the Crown Prince not even considered taking proper responsibility?

"How do you think the Crown Prince should manage this?" Ming Taicheng frowned, revealing the Crown Princess's identity in detail. "The Crown Princess's parents are General Zhenguo, meritorious officials of the country. Even the Crown Prince has to show them respect. How do you think this should be resolved?"

With the Crown Princess's powerful family backing her up, the Crown Prince would turn a blind eye to whatever she wanted to do, as long as it wasn't too outrageous.

Given the Crown Prince's current state, it's clear that the sickly beauty is his favorite.

"Now that the Crown Princess is under house arrest, will her parents cause trouble for the Crown Prince if they find out?"

Ming Taicheng paused, then looked at Song Miqiu suspiciously. "I didn't expect you to care so much about other people's family affairs. It's best if you don't get involved in the Crown Prince's affairs. Instead of worrying about yourself, you're worrying about the Crown Prince?"

"Isn't it because of what you said that I feel sorry for the Crown Prince?" Song Miqiu chuckled dryly, scratching the back of her head.

"Don't feel sorry for the royal family. They feel sorry for us!" Ming Taicheng put his teacup on the table and waved to Song Miqiu. "You go ahead and do your work. Maybe the Crown Prince will send someone to take us there in a little while."

Song Miqiu walked out of the house with some doubt.

She and a group of imperial physicians began to agonize over a single prescription.

"Why don't you move this medicinal herb out and see how it goes?" Song Miqiu pointed to a medicinal herb and looked up at them.

“That won’t do.” The man frowned and explained in a low voice, “This herb is meant to complement the main herb. If it’s easily replaced, the final effect might not be very good.”

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu frowned. She had talked too much with Ming Taicheng and hadn't gotten involved in these medicinal herbs from the beginning.

"I forgot to mention, you weren't with us during the research, so you probably don't know what the main medicinal ingredient is either," the imperial physician whispered, pointing to the ingredients on the prescription and explaining to Song Miqiu.

Upon seeing this, the imperial physician rolled his eyes. "They've gone straight to curry favor with him. What kind of person is Ming Taicheng? He's been a medical sage for thirty years!"

"Some people like to curry favor with powerful figures and want to climb higher, so naturally they have no interest in coming and doing these trivial things with us."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu frowned and looked at the other person with displeasure.

He was clearly referring to her. Suppressing her displeasure, she looked at him and asked in confusion, "Did you do something?"

"what?"

"I ask you, how much of the results on this prescription did you contribute?"

She had just noticed that while these people were processing the prescriptions, he hadn't participated; instead, he was standing aside, occasionally slacking off.

In Song Miqiu's eyes, this kind of person was not much better than himself, and was even worse.

"You!" The imperial physician's face turned ashen, rendered speechless by Song Miqiu's rebuke.

Song Miqiu looked apologetic. "You were interrupted by someone just now. Could you repeat what you were saying?"

The imperial physician then realized what was happening and quickly nodded, admiring Song Miqiu's words.

They dared not offend too many people in the Imperial Hospital. For example, when the imperial physician caused trouble just now, they preferred to smooth things over or remain silent.

"Song Miqiu!"

Just as Song Miqiu was about to have a deeper discussion with them, she heard someone calling her name.

She turned her head and saw Ming Taicheng's helpless expression. She immediately understood. She looked behind the carriage and saw the palace servants of the East Palace standing behind him.

Song Miqiu placed the note on the table, strode over, and stood behind Ming Taicheng, whispering, "He really came."

"I told you, the Crown Prince's concubine has miscarried, and she is already weak. He will definitely be anxious and call us over to deal with it."

Just as Song Miqiu was about to say something, she was interrupted by the palace maid from the Eastern Palace, "If the two of you wish to continue your conversation, why not talk on the way? His Highness the Crown Prince invited you two over to rescue someone! Don't delay the time."