Empress Ming, Empress Xiaochunxian, of the Gu'erjia clan, from the Manchu Plain White Banner, younger brother is Grand Scholar Gu'erjia Jiahuan. When Shizong Yongzheng was a prince, she gav...
"Of course I haven't forgotten!" As soon as she finished speaking, Red Peach's expression shifted as she fell into thought.
Taking advantage of the moment when she didn't have to speak, Jiaming quickly picked up the pastry she had just put down and ate it gracefully in one, two, three bites.
In fact, Jiaming knew that she had become quite obsessed with food lately, unlike before. However, there was nothing wrong with the food, and forcing herself not to eat it would make her feel very uncomfortable, so her resolve soon crumbled.
Furthermore, she was a medical student and knew that this woman's pregnancy was somewhat unusual, which was perfectly normal!
She just didn't really crave sour or spicy food; she wanted to eat anything that tasted alright.
Once again, Jiaming expressed her gratitude to the Fourth Prince, who had already left the palace.
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Hmm, I've decided. Since he satisfied her, I'll make him a dress as a reward!
Then, glancing at the unfinished garment, Jiaming immediately decided to give it to the Fourth Master. After all, it was going to be given to him anyway, even though it was a birthday gift. But isn't there a saying, "killing two birds with one stone"? One thing can convey two meanings!
Just then, Jiaming heard Hongtao's angry voice beside her, "How vicious their thoughts are!"
"Hongtao, do you think the women in the backyard of this prince and nobleman's mansion are good people?" Jiaming asked casually.
"Master!" Red Peach was somewhat embarrassed and angry. She had indeed been too optimistic, but, "They've already resorted to such underhanded tactics against you, Master, and yet you still... such..."
"Calm down!" Jiaming kindly helped her catch it, then took another bite of the pastry she was holding.
Hmm, I'm getting a bit tired of these snacks. I'll have Hongtao bring over something else later.
"Yes, that's it, stay calm!" Hongtao looked at the leisurely teacup in front of her, feeling both anxious and frustrated. "Master!"
"Oh dear, Red Peach, this is the best way for your mistress to behave, so as not to do as they wish—to get angry and thus affect the pregnancy!" As she spoke, Jiaming picked up a handkerchief and wiped the pastry crumbs stuck to her fingers.
Seeing her like this, Hongtao's anxiety and frustration instantly subsided. Her master was clearly planning to "roll up her sleeves and prepare for a major battle," to deliver a fierce blow to those malicious women spreading rumors in the back courtyard!
"Hearts!"
Red Peach's eyes were brimming with excitement as she stared intently at her master. She thought to herself, "It used to be Little He who was always busy, but now my master has finally seen her potential and is planning to let her show her skills?"
Although she felt pressured, she would definitely work harder and fight back fiercely against those people, and she would not let her master down!
"Bring me a plate of pastries, I want red bean paste, I want to eat..." Just then, Jiaming suddenly stopped, "Uh, Hongtao, what's wrong with you?"
Red Peach blushed, then took a deep breath, then exhaled, then took another deep breath, and exhaled again before speaking in a low voice, word by word: "Master, now is not the time to eat. Dealing with the rumors is the most important thing!"
Jiaming felt relieved and said casually, "So that's why you were like that!"
However, the next second she saw that Red Hearts was acting like a scholar-official earnestly advising the king, so she quickly stopped herself from speaking.
She wanted to eat her red bean pastries as soon as possible, like red bean cakes. If she kept going on and on, how long would it take? She decided to cut to the chase immediately.
“There’s no need to deal with those rumors, let them spread!” Seeing Hongtao’s disapproving expression, she continued, “Actually, it would be best if the rumors spread until Master comes back. In the meantime, I can cooperate with the rumors, have a miscarriage, call a doctor or something, that would be even better.”
Cooperate? Until the master returns? Hongtao sensed something from these words, but no matter how hard she racked her brains, she could never break through that thin barrier.
"They just want those rumors to upset me, which in turn will upset my pregnancy, and hopefully cause me to miscarry."
"As long as I give them a false impression that the method works and that they will definitely achieve the desired results after using it, they will continue to use the method to the end."
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"Anyway, I'm not affected. Letting the women in the backyard continue using this method is much better than switching to other unknown methods halfway through!"
After hearing this, Red Peach looked at her master with admiration, but then she felt a little embarrassed.
This change in demeanor is a bit too sudden! Just a moment ago he was so confident, "pointing out the flaws in the world," and now he's looking at her pitifully with such a pleading expression. But what is Master trying to do?
Responding to Hongtao's questioning gaze, Jiaming blinked and said matter-of-factly, "Red bean pastry!"
Hearts: "..."
After enjoying the red bean pastries served by Hongtao and wiping the crumbs off my hands, I finished eating.
Jiaming suddenly clutched her stomach and cried out in pain, which startled Hongtao so much that her face turned pale. Had her mistress been poisoned by the red bean pastry?
She panicked for a moment, but after the previous incident, she quickly regained her composure and hurriedly called in Xiao Hezi and the newly promoted, trustworthy maid, Lvliu.
When Xiao Hezi came in, his anxious expression suddenly froze, but he quickly regained his anxious look.
He sent Green Willow to the kitchen to watch over things and prepare hot water; while Red Peach remained there to look after her master. He then went to the main courtyard to ask the Fujin to send someone to fetch a doctor.
He hurried and panted all the way to his wife's courtyard. On the way, he passed two or three concubines and princesses. He looked at them anxiously, not even bothering to greet them. Before their surprised eyes, he slipped away and disappeared.
It seems something's happened at Peach Blossom Courtyard. Now, there's going to be some good drama. The news quickly spread throughout the Fourth Prince's mansion's backyard through the mouths of the concubines, princesses, and their attendants.
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