How could friends stab each other in the back? They should be loving and caring for each other.
Jin Xiangling's shameless and disgusting behavior towards Su Jingtong almost made Su Jingtong vomit up the food she had eaten earlier.
"I will send someone to Qixiang Palace to deliver the prescription. I have other matters to attend to here, so please excuse me."
Su Jingtong ultimately lacked Jin Xiangling's abilities and turned away coldly.
Hoo-la-la
A group of people followed behind Su Jingtong, but disappeared without a trace in an instant.
When Jin Xiangling saw that the person was gone, the smile on her face disappeared.
She reached out and gently rubbed her forehead, then turned and circled around twice. "Wen Yu, is there anyone else around?"
Don't let her get away with a scheme where the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Wen Yu shook her head, "Your Majesty, now only you and this servant are around the small garden."
Jin Xiangling was relieved, nodded, and led Wen Yu outside.
"Your Majesty, shall we return to the palace?"
This doesn't seem to be the route back to the palace. The six palaces in the east and west are located in different places, and this path clearly leads to different locations.
Jin Xiangling pointed forward calmly, "Let's go to Zhongcui Palace to visit Consort Yi."
After so much time, the aftereffects of Consort Yi's miscarriage finally manifested.
That's terrible.
I don't know if I can go on the inspection tour beyond the Great Wall in May. If I can't go, it will definitely be difficult to stay alone in the inner palace. But if I do go, can I hold on while I'm sickly? Mongolia beyond the Great Wall is not like the inner capital. And I'll be traveling by carriage the whole way. Oh dear, I'm in a dilemma.
Jin Xiangling felt a tiny bit sorry for Consort Yi, Huang Wanyu.
Of course, this only lasted for a moment, as Jin Xiangling put away this worthless feeling of heartache.
What's there to feel sorry about? If you're going to enter the palace, you should be prepared for the consequences.
Do you think the palace is all about wealth and luxury, and a peaceful life? You can't reap rewards without hard work and effort.
Huang Wanyu's family was not some inexperienced institution under the Imperial Household Department. The fact that she had ended up like this is entirely her own fault, and she has no one else to blame but herself.
Upon hearing that his master was going to Zhongcui Palace, Wen Yu immediately led the way to ensure that no foolish servants would run out and bump into his master.
As for advising the master that Zhongcui Palace is unlucky and to avoid going there as much as possible?
Well, Wen Yu dared not, after all, the fact that Consort Yi of Zhongcui Palace was now half-dead was thanks to her own master.
To speak ill of Zhongcui Palace would be to indirectly criticize one's own master. Wen Yu said that after experiencing the events at the Imperial Household Department and witnessing her master's methods, she would prioritize staying alive; nothing else mattered.
The master and servant hurried towards Zhongcui Palace, as it was very close to the Imperial Garden.
In less than a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the entrance of Zhongcui Palace.
Wen Yu helped her master through the door and called out loudly to the palace servants of Zhongcui Palace to hurry up and deliver the message to the main hall.
Tsk, they have no sense at all.
Wen Yu muttered to herself, then turned to her mistress and spoke of the desolation of Zhongcui Palace, "My lady, Zhongcui Palace used to be so lively, but now there's no one there."
Since they came in, they've only been greeted by a handful of people.
Normally, there should be no fewer than dozens of servants attending to the head of a palace. Where are they? There's quite a difference between theory and practice.
Jin Xiangling was unsurprised by this. "People are driven by self-interest and avoid harm. How many of us do you think will be left after Qixiang Palace loses power?"
Given Consort Yi's current state, there's certainly no future for her staying in Zhongcui Palace. It's perfectly normal for the servants to want to climb the social ladder again.
Eighty percent of the servants who were not in Zhongcui Palace were working hard for their future livelihood.
As for the remaining few, don't assume they're genuinely honest and don't want to; most of them simply lack connections.
"We've arrived at the main hall. Let's go inside."
Lowering her head, Jin Xiangling dabbed her lips with a handkerchief, her face filled with worry, and entered the room.
Inside the room, coughing continued.
"Sister Huang"
"Golden Sister"
When Huang Wanyu saw Jin Xiangling come in, she quickly sat up from the bed.
"Sister, lie down and rest."
Jin Xiangling quickly went over to support the other person, and feeling the weight and strength of the body under her hands, she sighed that this person was truly hopeless.
Jin Xiangling quickly composed herself, unable to resist Huang Wanyu's desire to lean against the soft pillows, and reluctantly helped her tidy up.
“Sister Jin, why did you come to see me today? With my health like this, anyone who touches me will suffer. You'd better not come here again.”
Having been ill for so long, Huang Wanyu is currently feeling quite down.
It's like constantly radiating negative energy, making people unconsciously furrow their brows.
Jin Xiangling inwardly disliked Huang Wanyu, but outwardly praised her, saying, "Sister, we've had a very good relationship since we left the Prince's residence."
"At this time, the elder sister is not feeling well; if the younger sister doesn't come, wouldn't she become the villain among those people?"
Well, Jin Xiangling didn't forget to mention Su Jingtong, who had broken up with Huang Wanyu earlier, at the end.
Huang Wanyu was moved, her eyes sparkling with starlight. "I knew you were different from others."
Little sister, having you is my blessing.
Jin Xiangling patted Huang Wanyu's wrist, "It's a blessing for you to be friends with me, little sister."
Anyway, the word 'good fortune' can be used in any way it's considered acceptable.
The two women share a deep sisterly bond here, but one is genuinely sincere while the other is a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Unfortunately, no one exposed them, and they continued acting until Huang Wanyu's body could no longer hold up, at which point Jin Xiangling took her leave, saying she would come again if there was an opportunity.
Jin Xiangling received Huang Wanyu's gratitude simply because she had come from the Imperial Garden.
Jin Xiangling thought this was a good deal; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to deduce Su Jingtong's situation from Huang Wanyu's words.
"Wen Yu, when we get back, bring a ginseng root to Zhong Cui Palace."
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