Chapter 485 The Imperial Concubine Pretends to be Sick
"Although I didn't hear it, I guess it wasn't a good thing! Humph, I, I..."
If he hadn't wanted to take this opportunity to lure the snake out of its hole, he would have ordered the arrest of Concubine Mi early this morning.
Zhou Hansheng said, "Since Yan has done this, it seems she is planning something. Your Majesty should be on high alert."
"Of course," the emperor nodded.
Fortunately, he didn't have high expectations for Concubine Mi. Without expectations, he naturally wouldn't be disappointed or sad. Even though he was angry, he could still accept it emotionally.
After complaining to Zhou Hansheng, I felt much better.
Zhou Han Sheng did not dare to leave the palace again and decided to stay in the palace secretly for a few days to be on duty in case of emergency.
It would be best if nothing happened, but if something did happen, he would be able to deal with it.
The person the emperor trusts the most now is Zhou Hansheng, so he naturally has no objection to Zhou Hansheng's proposal.
Concubine Mi was completely unaware of this. She was still immersed in the excitement of impending success and accomplishing great things. This excitement made her blood boil and her whole body was full of energy.
She originally wanted to go to the Qianqing Palace to take action, but Yan hinted to her explicitly and implicitly that instead of taking the initiative to go to the Qianqing Palace, it would be better to find a way to lure the emperor to her bedroom.
The Emperor has arrived, so tea must be served, right? This was an opportunity to do it without anyone noticing.
Anyway, this thing is colorless and odorless, and it won't take effect until three days later. Who can suspect her?
At this moment, Concubine Mi suddenly realized that the emperor rarely came to her on his own initiative.
Concubine Mi immediately pretended to be sick and ordered the palace servants to rush to the Qianqing Palace to invite the emperor over.
In the Palace of Heavenly Purity, the emperor stared at the palace maid who came to report the news. His eyes were like a knife that seemed to see through everything.
"How could the Imperial Concubine be ill when she was fine? I will go and see her." The Emperor stood up and ordered those around him, "Go and call the Imperial Physician."
When he arrived at Yonghe Palace, Concubine Mi was lying on the couch, looking haggard, with red and swollen eyes and traces of tears, as if she had been crying.
Seeing the emperor enter, she hurriedly stood up to salute, but the emperor raised his hand to dissuade her and ordered Nanny Xin to help her lie down again.
Concubine Mi's eyes were slightly red, and she was so moved that she choked up and said: "I thank the emperor for his grace."
However, when she saw that the emperor did not sit on the edge of the bed, but sat on a stool a little distance away from her, Concubine Mi tightened her hands under the quilt, and her eyes were dim.
It turns out that you can’t have any expectations!
"Your Highness, how could you suddenly become ill when you were fine? Are you still worried about the Mi family's affairs? Your Highness, rest assured, I will give you an explanation sooner or later."
But, the Mi family shouldn’t need to explain anymore, right?
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Concubine Mi bowed and nodded, forcing a smile. "I just feel a little uncomfortable. I'll be fine after lying down for a while. It's nothing serious. The servants didn't know the situation and made a fuss. Who knew that they would alarm Your Majesty? It's really, really my fault."
"It's only natural for them to care about you. It's nothing." The emperor waved his hand, asked about her health, and comforted her with a few words.
Concubine Mi showed an expression of increasing gratitude and gratitude, thanking him repeatedly and casually asking Bai Ling to serve tea to the emperor.
When the emperor heard the words "serve tea", his eyelids twitched subconsciously.
Now he really couldn't stand hearing such words, perhaps it was a reminder from Zhou Hansheng.
"I cannot serve the emperor in person. I beg your forgiveness."
Concubine Mi's hands were clenched tightly under the quilt, her palms sweating, her heart pounding so hard it threatened to burst out of her throat. Her whole body was tense, and her face was slightly pale.
Fortunately, she is pretending to be sick at the moment, otherwise, she might really reveal some clues.
Concubine Mi couldn't help but glance at Bai Ling, and comforted herself in her heart: it was Bai Ling who served the tea to the emperor, and it had nothing to do with her. So, no matter what happened, it was Bai Ling's fault. The crime of regicide and the retribution suffered by heaven were all Bai Ling's, not her, not her.
The emperor watched coldly from the sidelines, and naturally saw through Concubine Mi's panic-stricken eyes and her pale face, and couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart.
If the previous precautions were just routine and not targeted, then at this moment, the emperor was already 80% certain.
With such audacity, would she have the nerve to imitate others and do such a thing? But if Zhou Hansheng hadn't warned him in advance, he might have really fallen for it. After all, who could have imagined it?
Who would be on guard against something that is unimaginable?
Sometimes, it is just such fools who can really accomplish earth-shattering things!
The emperor was so angry that he almost burst out, and he wanted to drag Concubine Mi off the couch and question her harshly.
How had he wronged her that she would get involved with a sinner like Yan?
The Emperor took the tea and gently stirred the tea leaves on the surface of the bowl with his lid. He looked up at Concubine Mi and said with a leisurely smile, "What kind of crime is this? You are not feeling well, so you should have rested. I am not in need of servants. Concubine, there is no need to be so cautious. It seems too distant and polite."
Concubine Mi forced a smile and complimented softly: "Yes, Your Majesty understands, it is my blessing."
The Emperor was about to drink his tea when he suddenly stopped and looked at Concubine Mi and said, "Why do you look so unhappy? I see you seem to be shivering with cold sweat. Bai Ling, quickly wipe the sweat off your face."
Concubine Mi was startled, and hurriedly calmed down and smiled, hesitating: "Uh, your concubine, your concubine is, is a little unwell, thank you, thank you for your concern."
Bai Ling also quickly responded yes and stepped forward to carefully wipe Concubine Mi with a handkerchief.
Using Bai Ling's body as a shield, the Emperor seemed to raise his hand to take a sip of tea, then smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Imperial Concubine. If you feel uncomfortable, just take a rest. How could I blame you for such a trivial matter?"
Concubine Mi smiled, but she was furious inside. Why did she have to say nice things? A life of the Mi family was lost in vain, and you didn't take it seriously, but instead covered up for the real culprit?
Seeing that the emperor had already drunk tea, Concubine Mi breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this matter was so simple and easy to accomplish. She was still a little dazed and couldn't believe it.
However, as soon as she thought about how in three days, this palace would be hers! From then on, she would be the most noble woman in the world, and her blood would boil with excitement.
All the previous emotions such as nervousness, fear, panic, etc. were thrown out of the window in this instant!
Yan Shi is right. To do great things, one must be decisive. How can one accomplish anything if one looks ahead and looks behind?
(End of this chapter)
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