"Oh, and one last piece of advice: rather than staying here surrounded by wolves, you might as well move back to the side hall."
"Even the Cold Palace is better than this place."
After Mi Shan finished speaking, she coldly surveyed the Muqing Palace, disgustedly raised her hand to cover her nose, and led her maids away.
"You want me to go to the Cold Palace?"
"Mi Shan, do you think I'm stupid! Can anyone live in the Cold Palace?!"
"What a terrible prescription! It's definitely going to kill me again!"
Qin Miaomiao muttered curses to herself, gripping the bed sheet tightly as she stared at the scattered debris on the floor.
But what choice does she have now?
We might as well try anything, even if it seems hopeless!
After struggling for a moment, she scrambled off the bed, crawled to the floor, and picked up the shattered pieces of the prescription, piecing them back together.
"Someone come here! Get me the medicine according to what's written on this!"
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The night was pitch black, and the moonlight, like water, cast the shadows of swaying tree branches onto the vermilion palace walls.
Mi Shan and her two companions walked along the wall, their long skirts trailing lightly on the ground.
"Your Majesty, why did you stop me from telling the truth just now?"
“It was clearly Consort Murong who used musk on herself, causing Consort Qin to miscarry,” Xun’er asked.
"It's one thing that Murong Cainu used musk, but it's also true that someone deliberately poisoned her."
"Once Consort Qin became pregnant, she was besieged on all sides; there was no way she could save the child in her womb."
"Even without these, there are still..."
—The Empress's handiwork.
Mi Shan's eyes darkened slightly, and a faint chill appeared on her lips.
"What else?" Xun'er asked, puzzled.
"I can only tell you this: if Consort Qin continues to live in Muqing Palace, even if she becomes pregnant again, she will not be able to keep the pregnancy."
"It all depends on whether she can listen to what I have to say."
As soon as Mi Shan finished speaking,
Xun'er and Achan both widened their eyes in unison.
"What? My lord, do you mean to say?"
"Is there something wrong with her Muqing Palace?"
"Hmm." Mi Shan nodded gently, and said no more.
Whether others could smell it or not, she had been making perfumes since she was a child and was extremely sensitive to smells.
There was a faint, strange smell in Muqing Palace, as if it were coming from the pillars, bed railings, and beams.
“Continuing to live in that kind of place will not only harm the fetus, but also damage your own health.”
Mi Shan's eyes darkened slightly.
However, she chose not to reveal this secret.
Because it's not enough.
This is not enough to bring down the Empress. Since the Empress has already regarded her as an opponent, she must also be fully prepared to fight back.
Even if we speak out now, what good will it do to save Qin Miaomiao? It won't shake the Empress's position; at most, it will just cause another batch of craftsmen to die.
It would be better to investigate secretly first and gather enough evidence.
"Then why didn't you tell Consort Qin sooner? If things continue like this, wouldn't Consort Murong, who is by her side every day, also be in danger?"
"Do I look like the kind of person who has nothing better to do than to suddenly become kind-hearted?"
Mi Shan remained expressionless and said calmly, "I know very well who I should help and who I shouldn't. What do their lives or deaths have to do with me?"
"Qin Miaomiao and Murong Wan both reaped what they sowed; harming others ultimately harms oneself."
After she finished speaking, her gaze darkened slightly, revealing a coldness.
Xun'er and Achan, who were standing to the side, were both stunned, and suddenly felt a little afraid of their master.
But you can't find any fault with it.
Indeed, in this cannibalistic harem, one should proceed with extreme caution, carefully taking each step. With no time to even look after oneself, how can one spare so much kindness for unimportant people?
It was Qin Miaomiao who first harbored the intention to harm the Empress; the Empress had already offered her a helping hand.
Although Murong Wan appears to be neutral at present, she is not exactly a good person.
“My lady, there is still one thing I don’t understand. Since you know so much about this place, you must be able to guess that with Consort Qin’s personality, she wouldn’t be willing to move out of that cold palace. So why did you leave her a prescription?”
"Naturally, it's to prepare for my next step."
Mi Shan spoke softly, her eyes flickering slightly.
An image appears: a stunning figure in a fiery red dress, adorned with peony blossoms in her hair.
"In this harem, a formula that can make someone who cannot conceive pregnant continue to conceive—if such a formula were to be published, it would probably cause a huge sensation."
"I refuse to believe that someone wouldn't be tempted."
Now that she understood the situation, she needed to plan for herself.
Finding a strong partner is the first step.
Actually, it's not hard to guess whose orders the maid was on to poison him tonight.
I believe that once the Empress learns of this "prescription" and confirms its effectiveness, she will certainly give feedback.
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The eighth day.
Night.
After having dinner, Mi Shan told the palace servants that she wanted to go back to her room to rest.
No one is allowed to disturb them.
Then he sat quietly in the room, waiting for Li Changyu to arrive.
The wind chimes under the eaves started to ring.
Immediately afterwards, the window was pushed open.
Li Changyu walked in, dressed in a black robe.
"Are you planning to just openly take me out of the palace like this? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"
"I'm scared, so please change into these clothes first."
After saying that, Li Changyu tossed her a set of black night clothes.
It was worn by a guard.
"You can go out now."
"I'll be right here, watching you change." Li Changyu ignored her, his cold eyes reflecting her image.
"You are cunning and treacherous, so I must be on guard."
Mi Shan's eyes flickered, and she thought to herself, "Anyway, it's not like I haven't seen it before."
He had seen her countless times already. She sat on the bed and lowered the curtain.
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