"This medicine has no effect at all, so it's better not to drink it!" Fucha pushed away the fertility-enhancing soup that Hongqiao had brought over.

“My lady, you must persevere for it to be effective. This medicine is taken according to the old lady's prescription.” Hongqiao was also distressed. She was Fucha's trusted maid, highly valued but also very tired. Fucha refused to delegate anything to others, insisting on doing everything herself. But she was just one person; how could she handle so many things?

"You've been drinking it for a month or two, and it's still not working at all. Did you not prepare the correct medicine?" Fucha shouted at Hongqiao.

“That’s impossible. I prepared the medicine exactly according to the prescription given by the old lady,” Hongqiao said nervously.

"Go, get me the medicine." Fucha was feeling irritable and just wanted to find something to vent her frustration.

Hongqiao dared not disobey, so she went to get the medicine she had gotten from the pharmacy last time and showed it to her.

Fucha set up the pharmacies on the table and checked each prescription against the one her mother had given her. In the end, she actually found something wrong with them.

"What is this?" Fucha asked, staring at Hongqiao with hatred.

"This servant, this servant doesn't know!" Hongqiao didn't know what was wrong with the medicine. She was just a maid, and she didn't even know a few characters. She couldn't even recognize all the characters on the prescription, so how could she know what these medicines were?

"You wretched servant! Your stuff is safflower, don't you recognize it? Safflower is for miscarriage, and you actually had someone put it in my medicine!" Fucha slapped Hongqiao across the face!

"Look at the prescription my mother gave me, it's rosehip, not safflower. Although they are somewhat similar, their effects are completely different," Fucha said angrily. "Did you do this on purpose? No wonder I couldn't get pregnant after drinking it for two months, it turns out you tampered with the medicine!"

With a thud, Hongqiao immediately knelt down, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Princess, Hongqiao would never harm you. Hongqiao is your dowry maid who came with you. How could I harm my own mistress? Even if you gave me the courage of a leopard, I wouldn't dare."

Fucha was so angry that she lost her mind and wouldn't listen to anything. She roared, "You lowly servant, did someone instigate you?!"

"Master! This servant, this servant really doesn't have it. Perhaps the servant in the pharmacy gave the wrong medicine!" Hongqiao quickly explained.

"Fine, you come with me to the pharmacy now and take this packet of medicine. I'm going to ask him how he prescribed this medicine for me!" Fucha roared.

Hongqiao was convinced that the pharmacy servants must have made a mistake in taking or dispensing the medicine, because she herself had never intentionally changed the medicine.

Lady Fucha led Hongqiao towards the pharmacy. When they arrived, Hongqiao immediately went to the person who had prepared her medicine and said to him, "Did you give me the wrong medicine? You've really gotten me into trouble."

Lady Fucha followed behind Hongqiao. Upon seeing this, the servant immediately bowed to Lady Fucha and asked, "What have I done? Please enlighten me, Lady Fucha?"

"You, you gave me the wrong medicine! You clearly wrote down 'golden cherry,' why did you give me safflower!" Hongqiao stammered hurriedly.

"Could you please show me the prescription? I can't quite recall what medicine you mentioned," the man said.

"Here you go!" Lady Fucha handed the prescription from her sleeve to the servant.

He took it and looked at it, then seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, this medicine, I remember now, it's supposed to be made with rosehips, how come it's safflower?"

Hongqiao was surprised by his words and hurriedly said to Fucha, "Princess, I really didn't do anything wrong. He gave it to me."

“Princess Fucha, this servant prepared the medicine exactly according to this prescription, without changing a single ingredient,” the servant who prepared the medicine said.

The two of them shifted the blame to each other, neither willing to admit it. As Fucha looked at them, her heart sank.

"Stop making a fool of yourself here! Go back!" Fucha shouted at Hongqiao, then left her behind and went out of the pharmacy.

Hongqiao cried out, "Why did you want to hurt me!"

The man still refused to admit it, saying, "Miss Hongqiao, don't talk nonsense. I have no grudge against you, why would I harm you!"

Hongqiao stamped her foot and immediately chased after him.

After Lady Fucha and her servants left, the man immediately ran to the pharmacy manager's room and reported to him, "Manager Gao, they've all left."

A middle-aged man was standing in the room, with rows and rows of Chinese medicine boxes behind him. He was standing on a ladder, opening each box to look at the contents.

"It's good that you've left. Remember, all you need to say is that the medicine was prepared according to that prescription, and don't say anything else," said Manager Gao.

"Yes, this servant has done as the supervisor instructed. This servant observes that Princess Fucha seems to have already concluded that it was her maid who did it," the man said.

"Yes. Consort Nian is now in charge of the inner quarters. We can't afford to go against the grain if we want to live peacefully in this pharmacy. Besides, the money she gives us is really hard to refuse. Xiao Taozi, this matter is just between you and me, no one else can know." Manager Gao said.

"Yes. This servant understands!" Xiao Taozi replied.

Steward Gao waved his hand, signaling that he could leave. After Xiao Taozi left, Steward Gao finally revealed his slightly aged face. He had worked in the Fourth Master's private pharmacy for over ten years, and now that Madam Nian controlled most of the power in the inner quarters, he had no choice but to get close to the powerful. Madam Nian had sent someone to slip him some silver, instructing him to secretly switch Fucha's medicine. Naturally, he dared not offend Madam Nian and complied.

Meanwhile, Lady Fucha returned to Chunhui Hall first, waiting for Hongqiao to come back so she could get to the bottom of things from that brat. Hongqiao walked slowly, her heart pounding with anxiety. She knew Lady Fucha wouldn't let this go easily, and this time she was once again unable to explain herself.

what to do?

Hongqiao stopped and found herself in a small garden, so she immediately went inside. She wanted to think carefully about how to explain things to Lady Fucha when she got back. Hongqiao sat on a stone bench in the garden for a while, thinking and thinking, but she couldn't come up with a good solution.

Finally, she felt a hidden resentment towards Lady Fucha for not trusting her. She had served her tirelessly and without complaint, yet now Lady Fucha didn't believe her at all.

"Sister Hongqiao, what are you doing sitting here?" A voice came from behind Hongqiao.

Hongqiao turned around and saw Baizhi, the maidservant beside Madam Nian. Baizhi was smiling at her, her features delicate and her smile gentle and pleasant.