Nanqianyue observed her movements and, feigning seriousness, said, "Your eyes are bruised, your forehead is yellowish, the fine lines around your eyes are dry and cracked, and your nasolabial folds are..."

"How dare you!" Consort You frantically touched her face, glaring angrily at Nan Qianyue and shouting, "How dare you curse me!"

Nan Qianyue nodded apologetically and smiled slightly, "Your Highness, please calm down. I have also encountered these situations. They are all caused by my improper work and rest and poor diet. In my distress, I have researched many healing methods and finally obtained a folk remedy that can remove dullness and reduce fine lines."

The curses that Consort You had prepared for were swallowed back down her throat. A folk remedy that could get rid of dullness and fine lines? Really?

"Do you know the consequences of deceiving me?" Consort You threatened coldly.

Nan Qianyue smiled gently, "How could I dare to deceive Your Highness? If Your Highness does not believe me, you can have others try it. However, this prescription will only be effective if combined with a good routine and controlled sugar intake."

"Control sugar? What do you mean?" Consort You's thoughts were completely occupied with Nan Qianyue's plans to intimidate, humiliate, and belittle her, all of which were forgotten.

Even the old nanny next to her listened attentively.

After all, what woman doesn't love beauty?

Nanqianyue patiently explained, "Controlling sugar means eating less sweets. High sugar content means it's best to avoid very sweet things. If you combine this with stretching exercises and practice for half an hour every day, your complexion and figure will improve over time."

"To put it more delicately, one's state of mind is also very important. Maintaining a good attitude and avoiding anger or resentment..."

Nanqian Yue rattled off a long and detailed account, which Consort You listened to intently, as if she had opened the door to a new world and suddenly understood everything.

"Do you do stretching exercises every day?" asked Consort Yu.

Nanqian Yue smiled and replied, "Yes, I practice every day; it's become a habit."

"Don't you eat candy?"

"They eat very little."

Consort You carefully examined Nan Qianyue. She might not have believed it if someone else had said these things, but Nan Qianyue was very convincing because both her face and figure were excellent.

"Write down the prescription, and I will reward you with something in exchange," Consort You commanded arrogantly.

Nan Qianyue smiled with her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Your Highness has already bestowed many gifts upon me. I dare not be greedy. It is my honor to serve Your Highness."

Consort You smiled with satisfaction, thinking that Consort You had some sense.

"Someone, bring a seat and some paper and pen." Although Nan Qianyue was helping her at the moment, she held her chin high, showing off her noble and unapproachable status.

As the moon rose slightly in the south, she found Consort You both endearing and rather pitiful.

It wasn't hard to see that Qin Yi wasn't close to her at all, not to mention the old emperor. All the filial piety he showed, whether genuine or not, was given to Empress Dowager Wei. The concubines in the harem would bow to Consort You and then remain silent. It seemed that Consort You had no one she could be close to in this palace.

She has no biological children, only an adopted son, Qin Yi, who is practically useless to her.

I wrote several pages about the southward migration, and the details were explained quite clearly.

Seeing her sincerity, Consort You invited her to lunch. During the meal, she paid special attention to the eating habits of the people who had moved south and secretly tried to imitate them.

"The pear blossoms in my palace garden are in full bloom. Since I have nothing to do today, I'll take you to see them. If you're interested, you can compose a poem for me," said Consort You, tilting her chin up as if bestowing a favor.

In fact, she had nothing to do every day.

Nanqianyue gracefully wiped her mouth. "It is my honor."

In the pear orchard, various precious varieties are gathered. White flowers piled up like snow on the branches. The spring breeze, like silk, brushes through the branches, causing the snow-white petals to float all over the orchard, carrying a delicate fragrance that makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"So beautiful."

Nanqianyue sincerely praised, and as her gaze shifted, a poem came to mind: "Her cold beauty surpasses even the snow, her lingering fragrance suddenly enters my clothes. Spring breeze, do not settle, let it blow towards the jade steps."

Consort You gazed intently at Nan Qianyue, who was dressed in a peach-colored ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) surrounded by fluttering pear blossoms.

How could a woman with such talent, no less than a man, and stunning beauty not be a good match for Yi'er?

"If you like it here, I will allow you to come again tomorrow," Consort You said haughtily.

As the moon curved her lips in a smile, her beauty surpassing even the spring blossoms, she said, "This humble woman dares not disturb Your Highness the Empress Dowager too much."

Consort You looked up at the flowers and said coldly, "It's good that you know."

After Nanqianyue left, Consort You turned her gaze to the direction she had gone, and watched quietly without saying a word.

The old nanny behind her felt sorry for her. When the Empress Dowager was young, she loved lively gatherings the most. Now she lives alone in the huge Xianle Palace, and the Prince never comes to see her.

No one came to visit her...

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence.

As soon as they got off the train in the south, they heard the housekeeper's wailing.

"Eldest Miss, you're finally back! Madam...! Madam and Second Miss have gone missing!"

"What did you say?!" Nan Qianyue grabbed the butler by the collar.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the people inside the mansion were moving around in a hurry and in a chaotic mess, and I could also hear Nan Yichu shouting.

After moving south, Yue Song dismissed the steward, stepped into the mansion, and said, "Let's go inside and talk!"

The steward scrambled into the mansion, hurriedly saying, "The Madam and the Second Miss should have returned long ago. This old servant sensed something was wrong and led men to meet them, but on the way we saw the Prime Minister's carriage. There was only the carriage and the horses; the Madam, the Second Miss, and the accompanying guards were all gone. This old servant searched all around but found nothing..."

"Big sister!" Nan Yichu rushed over and hurriedly handed a note to Nan Qianyue, his eyes red with anxiety. "Big sister, look! This was found in the carriage."

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