The people at the imperial palace were keeping a close eye on what was happening inside, while the people inside were extremely busy.
The assassination attempt on Wuya Chenglin is shrouded in mystery, and apart from Consort An and Wuya Chenglin, there was no one else present. No one else knew the specifics of the situation, not even Tong Jia Rongyue, who was in charge of palace affairs.
Tong Jiarongyue had privately inquired about this with Wuya Chenglin, one of the parties involved, but Wuya Chenglin refused to say anything. She said that the assassin did have some grudge against her, but as for what kind of grudge it was that would make the other party risk doing such a thing, Wuya Chenglin just shook her head and said she didn't know.
Tong Jiarongyue:......
"Your Majesty, the Censorate has officially investigated and determined the background of the assassin."
She was just a lowly palace maid who used to do menial tasks in the Qianqing Palace. She was usually very inconspicuous and no one paid any attention to her.
Coincidentally, this person was an orphan and became withdrawn after entering the palace. Aside from a few brief interactions with Uya at the Qianqing Palace, I haven't found any further information.
Qianli told Tong Jiarongyue what she had compiled, then lowered her head and remained silent.
Tong Jia Rongyue was sitting on the couch thinking when she heard what Qianli said. She snorted coldly, "Coincidence, coincidence again. How come so many coincidences happen in the palace after the emperor leaves?"
"I don't believe it. There are no coincidences without stories, and the harem isn't a fictional palace where people can embellish and manipulate things at will."
Upon seeing this, Qianli looked up at her master and hesitated before speaking.
"You have something to say?"
Tong Jiarong raised her eyebrows. Compared to her initial fury upon hearing the news, she had now calmed down and showed no signs of her previous agitation.
"Your Majesty, I believe that Consort An is inextricably linked to this matter."
Furthermore, the Emperor has already made it clear that the child in Uya's womb will be raised by Consort An.
Upon careful calculation, Consort An didn't actually lose anything.
Despite the imperial physician's diagnosis that Consort An has difficulty conceiving, even without this diagnosis, Consort An would definitely be able to get pregnant.
Anyway, Qianli didn't believe it. The women in the harem were all ruthless, whether towards others or towards themselves.
“Not only Consort An, but I suspect that Lady Uya was also involved,” or rather, Lady Uya Chenglin was fully aware of Consort An’s plan, but ultimately chose to acquiesce to it and abandon the cooperation she had reached with her.
Could it be that Consort An has some kind of leverage over Wuya Chenglin, otherwise she wouldn't have tacitly approved of Consort An's actions?
Tong Jiarongyue and Wuya Chenglin didn't have much contact, but she could sense Wuya Chenglin's ambition from his words, so Wuya Chenglin might not give up the benefits of cooperating with her.
But why choose Consort An this time? Tong Jia Rongyue thought and thought, and could only use the excuse of her weakness to explain it away, because there was no other reason.
...
"Cough cough, cough cough cough"
In a side hall of Yonghe Palace, Wuya Chenglin sat on the edge of the bed, clutching her chest and coughing hysterically.
The previous incidents had happened too frequently, and she was still not prepared. This sudden shock caused her to experience some serious physical symptoms.
A bowl of soup, still unfinished, sat on a table and chairs not far from her. Wu Yacheng bit her lip, feeling that her current life was utterly hopeless and she could see no light at the end of the tunnel.
Tong Jia Rongyue's guess was correct; she did know about Consort An's methods, but she ultimately chose to remain silent, partly because the person who attempted to assassinate her was one of her own.
This may sound a bit awkward, but it is undeniable that Consort An had knowledge of some of the things that Consort An did during her time in the Qianqing Palace.
It wasn't exactly a heinous crime, but if it were exposed, she would definitely lose the emperor's favor.
After all, using unconventional methods on the emperor, which could potentially damage his health, would make anyone who heard the news think that Wuya Chenglin had gone mad.
It's just a child, she can afford to lose it!
Wu Yacheng gritted her teeth and finally drank the medicine beside her.
In the main hall, separated from her by only one wall, Consort An was lying in bed recovering from her injuries.
With her arm wound slow to heal and then a new injury to her abdomen, Consort An's time in the palace was truly filled with bad luck.
However, Consort An was willing to do both of these things. Although she completely lost the opportunity to serve the emperor, she didn't lose out. The imperial physicians all said that Wuya Chenglin's baby was most likely a prince. She traded her impossible childbirth and the little favor she received for the sake of her family getting a prince. She made a profit.
"Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."
Baoxing brought the soup bowl to Consort An's side and then carefully helped her up.
Consort An clutched her abdomen; the necessary movements still caused pain to her wound, which was unavoidable.
Especially in summer, the hot weather makes it difficult for wounds to heal.
"Phew, this kind of injury is really serious, I'll need to lie in bed for a while to recover."
Consort An sighed, then smiled and took the soup bowl from Baoxing's hand.
"It's a bit bitter."
After taking a sip, Consort An frowned, feeling that the days spent lying in bed taking medicine were the most difficult.
Baoxing had no choice. In order to ensure that the medicine could be used to its fullest extent, she did not bring any candied fruit or anything else for Consort An to moisten her mouth.
"Your Majesty, please be patient a little longer. According to the imperial physician, the new prescription will be available in another half month."
Baoxing took the empty soup bowl and, while speaking, brought over a teacup for Consort An to rinse her mouth.
Consort An shook her head. "The effects of the two prescriptions are the same, so what difference does it make whether we change them or not?"
Consort An held no expectations for the imperial physicians, because in her eyes, they were the best at protecting themselves.
It's those kinds of things that sound nice but are actually all nonsense. Even if there's some truth in them, you have to listen to them separately. Believing everything is disrespectful to yourself.
Like today, the prescription I gave her was too conservative; I didn't want her to suffer any bad consequences.
"The imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital," Consort An scoffed, then gasped.
There's no other reason than that the wound still hurts too much.
Seeing this, Baoxing quickly helped Consort An to her feet. Because the injury was in her abdomen, it was difficult to cover her with some blankets. After carefully tidying up Consort An's clothes, Baoxing turned and left.
...
Xiuning and the others stayed at the temporary palace until early September before returning to the royal palace.
Therefore, Tong Jia Rongyue was specially invited to the palace to host the annual Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
Consort An and other concubines who remained in the palace were naturally unable to attend, but fortunately the Emperor sent them gifts, which at least saved face.
"Sigh, I've been away for more than three months at a time, and I'm not used to it anymore."
Xiuning held Chunyu's hand, and the two of them walked around in circles inside Qixiang Palace.
The palace has been uninhabited for some time, so it definitely needs to be cleaned.
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