New book is open: "Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Beloved Consort", welcoming new and old friends to follow.
Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...
On the way to Jingren Palace, Empress Fucha sent someone to inquire about what had happened there that day. In fact, there was no need to inquire, as the rumors had already spread like wildfire in the palace.
When Empress Fucha learned of Lady Nian's outburst at Jingren Palace, she couldn't help but chuckle, "So that's why the Empress was suddenly angry; Lady Nian brought this upon herself..."
The maidservant chimed in from behind, "Everyone is watching the Empress make a fool of herself. It seems the Empress is about to take action this time!"
The Empress had been waiting for a long time. Lady Fucha hurried over and went directly to the inner room. She saw the Empress sitting on the soft couch with a haggard face. She must have been upset and distressed during the day. Her eyes were slightly dark and even her makeup could not cover them.
As usual, Lady Fucha paid her respects and was then offered a seat to one side. Seeing the Empress's cold expression, she deliberately asked, "Your Majesty, is something troubling you? Why do you look so haggard?"
The Empress's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. She glanced at Empress Fucha and smiled, "I won't beat around the bush with you. You should already know about Lady Nian's matter. Since you're in the same boat as me, you'll naturally understand why I sent you here..."
Empress Fucha glanced at the Empress, knowing that she was always strong-willed. Although she pretended to be calm, her fingers were tightly clenched and intertwined as she spoke, revealing her unconscious anger.
Lady Fucha covered her mouth and chuckled, then quickly said, "Lady Nian is arrogant and disrespectful to Her Majesty the Empress. This isn't the first or second time. Her Majesty is kind and has let her off the hook, but unfortunately, Lady Nian has repeatedly failed to change her ways. Naturally, Her Majesty no longer needs to be lenient with her..."
Fucha smiled slightly, a smile that only she could perceive. It was good that she was angry; as long as the Empress was angry, Lady Nian would have no chance of survival.
"Lingxiu, give the things to Consort Fucha!"
Lingxiu carefully took out a medicine bottle from her sleeve and handed it to Fucha with both hands. Fucha gently opened the bottle cap, asked carefully, and frowned, "What is this?"
Lingxiu bent over and whispered, "A poison that can ruin a person's appearance!"
Empress Fucha carefully put away the medicine bottle. The Empress, without even glancing at Empress Fucha, asked indifferently, "What do you plan to do?"
Empress Fucha's smile vanished, replaced by a grim expression. She approached the Empress and said, "I naturally have no access to the skincare products that Consort Nian uses daily. However, I do know that Consort Nian sends people to collect dew every day to prepare her beauty ointments. Therefore, the foolproof method I can think of is to apply this poison to the leaves..."
The Empress's eyes gleamed as she smiled and said, "You're quite clever!"
However, Lady Fucha became uneasy, biting her lip and saying, "But there's something I'm worried about. What if the poison is applied to the leaves? Once the leaves wither, Lady Nian will surely discover it. It would be bad if we tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead..."
The Empress chuckled, and Lingxiu quickly explained, "This... I'll have to ask Your Highness to use your brain. This poison is colorless and odorless, so it's impossible to detect. Besides, it only corrodes the skin; it's completely harmless to contact with other plants... Your Highness, please rest assured..."
Empress Fucha picked up the medicine bottle in a panic, looking at the Empress in astonishment and saying, "There is such a poison? This is truly an eye-opener for me..."
The Empress slowly stood up, glancing sideways at Empress Fucha, and said, "I have paved the way for you. Whether you can accomplish it depends on your own abilities..."
Empress Fucha bowed deeply and said, "Your Majesty, I understand! Please rest assured!" But inwardly she cursed: They clearly already have such poison, but they have refused to give it to me. Aren't they just trying to reap the benefits without doing anything?