Lin Yiwan stared at the moon in a daze.

Doctor Guo said that there was no antidote for her illness.

This means that Lin Yiwan will never be able to have children in her life.

Over the past ten years, she has risen from a noble lady to a concubine, eliminating dissidents along the way, and every step is accompanied by ruthless struggle and calculation. In order to lock the emperor's heart, she is ruthless and desperate.

However, fate seemed like a chess game that had been set up long ago, making her lose everything from the moment she was born.

What good is it for a concubine without children to be favored? When her beauty fades, will the emperor still look at her? When the emperor dies, she will be just an ordinary concubine without children, and will slowly wither in this deserted palace, accompanied by endless loneliness and sorrow.

The eldest prince is born to the queen, and the second prince is born to Concubine De, so it is not easy to seize the children.

Taking away the child of a low-ranking concubine? Maybe the one in Zhao Chang's belly could be considered.

Lin Yiwan took a deep breath, and when she stood up again, she turned back into the arrogant Concubine Lin.

…

The next morning, Concubine Lin appeared in front of everyone with a pair of obvious dark circles under her eyes.

The maids dared not to make a sound, especially Zijuan, who was very careful and focused when dressing the imperial concubine. She applied thick powder on the imperial concubine, barely hiding her haggard face.

Concubine Lin stared at herself in the mirror, feeling an indescribable disgust. How long would she have to live this life of serving men with her beauty?

Concubine Lin asked casually, "What about Wu's agreement?"

Qingfang replied: "Wu promised her that she is still asleep."

Concubine Lin's mouth twitched imperceptibly. Still sleeping? She has been sleeping for four hours, right?

Concubine Lin ordered, "Wake her up and ask her to come and have dinner with me." At the end, she added, "Tell her that I have plum cakes and chestnut cakes."

The imperial concubine felt a little distressed when she recalled the mad voice of Wu Da Ying when she ate the stale steamed buns yesterday. Instead of letting Wu Da Ying make a fuss again, it would be better to take this opportunity to let her taste some delicious cakes and enjoy a moment of peace.

Qingfang took the order and went to the side hall to call Wu Da Ying over.

…

When Wu Qing hurried in, Imperial Concubine Lin had already started eating. Faced with Wu Qing's rash behavior, Imperial Concubine Lin did not criticize him, but said in a rare calm tone: "You are here? I have been waiting here for a long time."

Wu Qing was slightly stunned, and then muttered in his heart: [Why does the imperial concubine look a little bit——]

Concubine Lin gently picked up a piece of food from the exquisite porcelain plate with her silver chopsticks, but put it down just before putting it into her mouth, as if waiting for Wu Qing's next words.

Wu Qing: [Tired? It's my illusion. It's still very beautiful, lick it.]

Concubine Lin looked calm and composed, as she was already accustomed to Wu Qing's habit of loving beautiful women.

No matter how outrageous it was, could it be more outrageous than the dream I had last night? When Concubine Lin thought of Wu Da Ying, who was holding three handsome guys and smiling foolishly in her dream, she couldn't help but twitch her forehead.

Concubine Lin urged, "Why don't you sit down? If you don't want to eat, I'll have someone take your chopsticks away."

Wu Qing sat down hurriedly, a pair of chopsticks flying in his hands, accurately picking up a piece of plum cake and putting it into his mouth.

Wu Qing's eyes filled with tears: [Oh my god, this is what people eat. ]

Wu Qing ate voraciously, and in the blink of an eye, he had finished three or four pieces of plum cakes, leaving the palace maids beside him stunned.

Concubine Lin frowned: "...Eat slowly, don't make it seem like I'm being harsh on you. Where's the milk tea? Pour a cup for Wu Da Ying as well."

Wu Qing, who was concentrating on eating chestnut cake, looked up suddenly when he heard the key words.

Wu Qing: [What? Milk tea?]

How come there was milk tea in ancient times?

Wu Qing tried hard to recall, and finally found a little memory in the corner of her mind. In some public account, she once saw that the Qing Dynasty court had the habit of drinking milk tea. It is said that the emperor used 100 dairy cows every day.

After a short wait, a bowl of exquisite white jade filled with milky milk was gently placed in front of Wu Qing. Before Wu Qing even approached, he was already deeply attracted by the rich milky aroma.

She lowered her head and drank half a bowl directly.

"I treat you well, don't I? My daily allowance of milk tea is not much." Concubine Lin sipped the fragrant milk tea in her hand gracefully, with a bit of complacency in her eyes.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile, "Compared to the Queen, I am indeed more——"

Wu Qing: [It smells fishy, ​​is this cooked with raw milk? I haven’t had this in a long time.]

The corners of Concubine Lin's mouth, which had just been raised, froze.

Wu Qing: [It tastes okay, at least it has sugar in it. But did the ancients know about pasteurization? If freshly squeezed milk is not properly sterilized, it is easy to get sick, and some viruses may not die even if boiled for an hour. Alas, I can't enjoy it. ]

Concubine Lin put down the bowl of milk tea in her hand and frowned.

Wu Qing: [Brucellosis... that's what it's called. If you get this disease, you'll have a fever, become weak, and in severe cases, become infertile. In fact, as long as you don't drink raw milk or eat raw meat, you won't get this disease, right?]

Concubine Lin stroked the rim of the bowl, having already made up her mind.

"The taste of milk in the palace is getting worse and worse." Concubine Lin instructed the maid beside her, "From now on, just ask the imperial kitchen to send tea."

Wu Qing: [That’s great. This way, the imperial concubine won’t be afraid of contracting brucellosis. ]

Concubine Lin's mood seemed to improve slightly after hearing these words.

Her gaze towards Wu Da Ying also softened a little. In the intrigues of the palace, it was rare to get such heartfelt words.

Objectively speaking, Wu Yingda's appearance was not outstanding. However, Concubine Lin found her face more and more pleasing to the eye.

In the harem, there are countless beautiful women. Concubine Shu is beautiful and charming, Concubine Yue is sweet and lovely, and Concubine Lu is pure as a lotus. Each of them is like a dazzling gem, and each of them wants to take away the emperor's favor.

Wu Da Ying is not as flamboyant and eye-catching as others, but he has a temperament that makes people feel comfortable.

only……

Concubine Lin took a deep breath and resisted the urge to hit Wu Ying's hand with chopsticks.

"Didn't the nanny teach you the etiquette of eating when you entered the palace? How can this be so disgraceful?" Concubine Lin glanced at Wu Qing with dissatisfaction, finding it hard to accept her eating like a hungry tiger descending from the mountain.

Wu Qing chewed and chewed, and when he heard this, he looked up and smiled shyly.

Wu Qing's cheeks puffed up, and he said vaguely: "The missing part is that I forgot the level (I really forgot)."

Wu Qing: [It’s so delicious. Oh, I better restrain myself. What if the imperial concubine doesn’t want to eat with me anymore? I don’t want to eat stale steamed buns.]

Concubine Lin sighed, with a hint of imperceptible doting, "Forget it, there is a long time to come, I have plenty of time to teach you slowly."

After hearing this, the servants in the palace looked at each other, trying to hide the surprise in their eyes.

How come the imperial concubine changed her personality in just one night?

It looks like he's fallen for Wu and agreed?