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Chapter 487: What If?



The Imperial Physician hurriedly replied: “I just discussed with several other physicians, and it seems that Concubine Yu is intolerant to certain foods.” “What intolerance?”

“It’s an allergy,” Jiang Ning casually explained.

The Imperial Physician looked at her and smiled, “Princess Consort used the right term. Your Majesty, some people do indeed have allergic reactions to specific foods. I heard that Concubine Yu ate shrimp, so it’s likely she’s allergic to seafood and shellfish. These foods can indeed cause itchy allergic reactions all over the body, and it’s not just Concubine Yu.”

“Has Concubine Yu never had shrimp before?” the Emperor asked.

Palace maid Chunxiao replied awkwardly, “As far as I remember, Her Highness has never eaten anything with shells before…”

The Emperor angrily said, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Chunxiao hurriedly knelt down, “I deserve to die for my negligence, I really didn’t know that Concubine Yu couldn’t eat shrimp and shellfish.”

“Didn’t you follow her since childhood?”

“Well…” Chunxiao suddenly remembered something and quickly said, “When we were young, Her Highness fell ill one time, and she never ate these foods again after that. But I really didn’t know that eating these things would cause illness.”

Chunxiao burst into tears.

Everything was made clear.

It was all a misunderstanding and a coincidence.

The most wronged one was Jiang Ning.

It wasn’t like she willingly cooked for Concubine Yu.

The Emperor, feeling embarrassed, said a few polite words with a stern face, secretly rewarded Jiang Ning, and let her leave.

When she returned, Jiang Ning stared at the table full of jewelry and silk brocades.

Chunlai and Xiachu and a few maids tidied up the gifts, showing Jiang Ning anything notable.

Huang Ying smiled, “I was so scared, thinking Concubine Yu asked Princess Consort to cook with ill intentions. But who would have thought we’d end up with so many rewards.”

Jiang Ning snorted, “She did have ill intentions.”

“Ah?” Huang Ying stopped what she was doing, “What happened?”

That matter hadn’t spread yet.

Jiang Ning said, “Concubine Yu is pregnant, and she almost had a miscarriage after eating the food I sent.”

The other maids looked at her in shock.

Huang Ying quickly said, “You all can leave and mind your own business.”

After driving everyone away, Huang Ying came to Jiang Ning and whispered, “So Concubine Yu knew she was pregnant and deliberately tried to frame us? But why would she actually eat the food?”

“If I’m not mistaken, she must have tasted the dishes beforehand, knowing there was no poison in them before daring to eat.”

“In that case, why did she almost miscarry?”

“Who said there must be poison in the food for her to miscarry?” Jiang Ning leaned on her hand, picked up a string of pearls, and played with them lazily. “It’s the transition between spring and summer, and she just got pregnant. Plus, she’s allergic to shrimp, so it’s odd if she didn’t have a reaction. The cold bitter melon salad is also bad for pregnant women.”

Huang Ying said, “I’m a bit confused. Did you know that Concubine Yu couldn’t eat shrimp?”

“I didn’t know.”

“Did you know she was pregnant?”

“She kept it a tight secret, even the Emperor and Empress didn’t know. How would I know?”

“Then, I really don’t understand.” Huang Ying laughed, “Does Princess Consort have the ability to predict the future?”

“Your Princess Consort, me, is not a swindler.” Jiang Ning played with the jewelry in the box one by one, treating these treasures in the eyes of others as pebbles, “What if?”


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