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 ...
Having come up with an idea, Lady Fucha was delighted and looked at Biyu with admiration. Then, she took off the gold bracelet from her wrist and gave it to Biyu.
Biyu took the bracelet and immediately knelt down to kowtow: "This servant thanks you, mistress!"
"Get up. As long as you do a good job, you'll be rewarded." Lady Fucha waved her hand, signaling Biyu to get up.
"Rest assured, Your Highness, this servant will do her best to serve you!" Biyu quickly said ingratiatingly.
"It's not an easy task to place the poison in the bamboo forest away from the crowd, sir. We should be careful!"
Fucha nodded and said, "If we entrust this matter to someone else, I'm afraid the news will leak out. It would be better if the two of us went ourselves, and we should even boil the water ourselves to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
“Yes, sir,” Biyu replied.
After thinking for a while, Lady Fucha said, "Go at the second watch of the night. It will be late at night, and almost everyone in the palace will be resting except for those on night watch. Also, it won't be too late, so the steam won't condense into dew."
Then she raised an eyebrow and said, "That bitch from the Nian family is doomed this time!" She then burst into laughter.
Thinking of the suffering she had endured because of Consort Nian in her previous life, Lady Fucha was filled with hatred and wished she could poison her right now. Her chaotic thoughts buzzed in her mind, and she barely listened to any of the flattering words Biyu said. Her heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge.
This palace is truly a bottomless pit of unfathomable depth. Once you're caught in the vortex of power, there's no way you can escape unscathed. What good is a high position or great prestige if you can't live a peaceful life like an ordinary citizen?
The two conspired for a while longer, and when they met at Mao Shi, Bi Yu asked, "Would the noble lady like to have a meal served?"
Fucha was just thinking carefully about how to deal with Nian Shi and didn't think much of it. But when she heard Biyu say that, she felt a little hungry and nodded.
After a while, Bi Tong brought in Fucha's meal.
Lady Fucha glanced at Bitong and deliberately said, "Bitong, you haven't been serving me much lately. Do you feel that I've mistreated you?"
Bitong quickly replied, "My master treats me very well and has never mistreated me in the slightest. I will serve you more often from now on."
Meanwhile, Madam Nian sat on a chair by the window, dressed in gorgeous clothes, her gold ornaments dazzling, and her crimson pomegranate skirt exuding indescribable nobility and beauty.
At that moment, she took a sip of tea with a smile, then slowly closed the lid and handed it to the maid beside her, saying to her personal maid, "Just thinking about the Empress's face that day makes me happy."
Cui Ling replied, "Yes, Her Majesty was really impressive that day! The Empress was so angry that her face turned green!" After saying that, she also chuckled.
"I'll show them what it means to be the Empress in front of me!"
“The Emperor’s favor towards the Empress is an undeniable fact. Although the Empress is of noble birth, she has long lost the Emperor’s favor,” Cui Ling said.
Nian nodded, and Bai Zhi came in with a wooden box. She took out a sachet from the box and carefully offered it as incense.
"Your Majesty, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should," Bai Zhi said.
“Speak,” said Madam Nian.
"Your Majesty, will they target us this time?" Bai Zhi asked with some worry.
"Her?!" Madam Nian snorted coldly.
Cui Ling said, "It's better to be safe than sorry."
"If she dares to come, I dare to accept her!" Consort Hua was usually arrogant and never took others seriously, so she never expected that a trap had been set for her.