The Jin Family's Little Empress

"Quick, tell me! When did you start liking me?"

"There is a beautiful one, whom I see and cannot forget. A single day without seeing them, and I yearn like mad. A phoenix flies hi...

It's also true

"Oh, really?" Jin Suting smiled, picked up the jade-patterned teacup and blew on it to cool it down. "So what?"

It was clear that Jin Xiyan was not moved by any persuasion, and she was in an awkward position, not knowing whether to go in or out.

Jin Suting had seen enough of her embarrassment, so she put down her teacup and said, "You came all the way to the palace to find me, I'm afraid something must be wrong. Just tell me directly, and I'll see if I can help you. After all, you are not my sister."

Jin Suting looks like a good sister, and anyone who sees her will praise her with a "good" compliment!

If you become rich and powerful, don't forget your friends. She really did it!

"Well, sister..." Jin Xiyan finally got to the point awkwardly, "My husband is your brother-in-law, after all. He's only been a palace editor for three or four years. If I tell anyone about it, it's a bit..."

Jin Suting: "What is it?"

There was an ambiguous smile on her lips, wanting to see how Jin Xiyan would describe Tang Hai's job.

Jin Xiyan forced herself to smile: "It's a bit, not very decent."

Jin Suting seemed to be greatly surprised. She shook her head repeatedly, "Sister, you're wrong to say that. Compilation in the palace is such a great position. He controls the history of all officials, the emperor, and even the dynasty. It's such a great job! How many people would beg for it!"

Jin Xiyan was so confused by what she said that she started to stutter: "But this..."

Jin Suting answered for her: "The salary is not high? Are you not getting along with the boss you work with? Are your abilities limited?"

"No matter what the reason is," Jin Suting said bitterly, "My dear sister, let's just talk about this privately. If you're asking me to help him change his position, you know that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. Besides, I'm just someone who hasn't been canonized yet. How can I help you?"

Jin Xiyan: "...Well, then, I..."

Jin Suting: "Then go back. I know you are sad, but I am also very sad. I can't help you, and I feel extremely guilty!"

Jin Suting: "Lincai, quickly send Madam Tang off!"

Lin Cai: “Okay!”

Jin Xiyan was sent out of Fengluan Palace and the palace in a daze.

What did she just go through? Why did she come out like this? The matter of compilation in the palace has not been resolved yet!

There was a chorus of praise in Fengluan Palace, with Furong praising, "Master, you are so amazing!"

Yueji also praised: "Master, I was dumbfounded by what you just said!"

Lin Cai laughed: "Didn't you see the expression on Madam Tang's face when she left? It was so funny. There were four big words written on her face - 'What's going on'!"

Jin Suting signaled that they could tone it down a bit, "Alright, alright, what I just said was all from the heart!"

Tan Er said without much laughter, "Master, you're right to do this. She used to pick on you for no reason, but now she's changed her attitude and asking for help. It's really funny!"

"Sister Qin'er is right, people like this cannot be tolerated!" Yueji agreed.

Furong also said: "Yeah, when I saw her pretending like that, I felt that she must not be a good person!"

"Shh!" Jin Suting signaled them to keep their voices down. "Be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall. You must be careful. There are some things that cannot be said casually. It's better for us to keep them to ourselves."

Tan Er Yue Ji Fu Rong Lin Cai: "Yes, Master, we understand."

That night, the moon climbed up the palace wall, and the deserted palace became even more desolate in the dark.

The wind in September was very cold, making people shiver. Jin Suting put on a red robe to cover her head and quietly climbed over the wall of Fengluan Palace.

The sound of the palace gate opening was so loud that she was afraid of waking up others.

There are often patrolling guards on the palace roads. In order to avoid these guards, Jin Suting chose a secluded but somewhat scary place.

It is Changqi Palace on the other side of Changding Palace. There are very few people here. It used to be Taiye Palace, where old palace maids who had committed serious mistakes lived. They did the dirtiest work. After Helan Ruizhe ascended the throne, he released all the people here.

So it became a wasteland where no one wanted to come and no one wanted to clean it up.

There was an old locust tree in Changqi Palace that was so withered that only the trunk was left. Jin Suting was under the tree, waiting patiently for someone.

The moon was covered by dark clouds, dimming and brightening several times. The autumn wind swept the leaves and other debris on the ground of Changqi Palace, making a rustling sound. From time to time, one or two night cats ran by, groaning or making excited hunting sounds after finding a mouse.

She was too brave to wait for anyone here, but soon the person she was waiting for walked into Changqi Palace wearing a black cloak.

With the help of the moonlight that suddenly escaped from the dark clouds, it was not difficult to see that this was the chief imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital, Mo Ninghai.

"Where's the stuff?"

"Only one bottle." Jin Suting took out the small green bottle she had prepared earlier from her sleeve. "Put it in his daily food. It's colorless and tasteless."

Before handing it to him, he gave another reminder: "There is only this one bottle left, use it with caution."

Mo Ninghai took the small green bottle and said, "I know."

He held it in his hand and examined it for a while, then added, "But I can't guarantee that he will eat the food. He has avoided the drugs several times."

Jin Suting said: "This is a chronic drug. If taken for six months, it can kill people without being noticed. However, it is non-toxic when taken out, so most people won't notice it."

Mo Ninghai was still a little worried, "If they find out..."

Jin Suting questioned her: "Do you want to disobey the organization's orders?"

"I dare not." Mo Ninghai's forehead was covered with cold sweat. "Helan Ruizhe, he is not an ordinary person."

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