In a hazy state, when Mo Yuanyuan opened her eyes again, the scene before her was a vast expanse of white.
"Congratulations, Director, on completing the ninety-fifth task. Would you like to accept the ninety-sixth task?" the system asked in a mechanical voice.
"Nonsense, of course I'll accept." Thinking about the five more missions that would allow Mo Yuanyuan to return to the modern world and become a wealthy young woman, she grinned mischievously.
Palace intrigue is more difficult than other tasks, but she feels that no matter how difficult it is, it's not as difficult as making money.
So she happily pressed the accept button.
After everything went black, she woke up again to find herself lying in a bed once more.
She looked around; the antique decorations inside the room undoubtedly told her that her ID card indicated she was either rich or noble.
"Where am I? Who am I now?" Mo Yuanyuan struggled to her feet, only to realize that her current body was even weaker than Hailanzhu's.
The system obediently replied: "Congratulations, Master, on successfully accepting the ninety-sixth mission. Your current identity is Dong E Wan'er."
"Dong'e Wan'er?" She frowned. "Is she Dong'e Wan'er, the favorite concubine of Aisin Gioro Fulin?"
The system replied, "That's right, exactly."
Wan'er smiled and said, "You're so good to me, making me your favorite concubine again."
This is also a historical example of favoritism. As expected of Huang Taiji's son, Fulin inherited even his favoritism.
The system chuckled, "How could I bear to let my master suffer..."
Before the system could finish speaking, Wan'er interrupted, "It's a pity they were all short-lived."
"Uh..." The system was so rebuked that it forgot what it was going to say next.
Finally, Wan'er asked herself, "Tell me, what do I need to do to help her?"
The system chuckled darkly, "Cure Fulin's smallpox and retire with him to the mountains, where the three of them will live a simple and ordinary life."
If it were any other emperor, he probably wouldn't be willing to give up this great empire and retire to the mountains, but Fulin might be different.
"It doesn't seem too difficult," Wan'er muttered softly. She had already accepted the task of palace intrigue, unlike the first one who was full of thoughts of backing down.
"If you think it's not difficult, then that's good. I'm sure you know about the history of Consort Dong'e, so I won't go on any longer. I'll be going now."
As soon as it finished speaking, the air fell silent, leaving Wan'er alone to think about the original owner's original fate.
Historically, Dong E Wan'er was the daughter of Grand Minister Dong E Shuo, a member of the Manchu Plain White Banner. She entered the palace at the age of eighteen, and Emperor Fulin took a liking to her at first sight, bestowing upon her the title of Virtuous Consort. In the same year, he further elevated her to Imperial Noble Consort and granted a general amnesty.
The speed of this promotion to imperial concubine and the grandeur of the ceremony were unprecedented in history. It should be noted that a general amnesty was granted because of a concubine, which was unprecedented before Fulin. Even Huang Taiji only granted a general amnesty for his eighth son, and even Hailanzhu did not receive this treatment.
Unfortunately, Dong'e Wan'er was in poor health. Like Hailanzhu before her, she died young after her child died, and she passed away from excessive grief at the young age of twenty-two.
Fulin fell into despair after the successive deaths of his fourth son and Dong E Wan'er. He also contracted smallpox and eventually died at the age of twenty-four.
Wan'er sighed, "Another pair of star-crossed lovers, I'll help you!"
However, to help them, the prerequisite is to restore the original owner's health. Only when her body is healthy can she give birth to a healthy child and avoid this tragedy.
"But... was she born with a weak constitution, or was she harmed by someone?" Suddenly, she thought of this question and was startled, her brows furrowing involuntarily.
So she tried to get out of bed to see what was dirty in the room, but she just couldn't muster the strength.
In order to recover in peace, she thought of the quickest way: to ask Fu Lin to allow her to move to another palace.
She no longer tried to get out of bed, but lay flat on her back, waiting for Fulin to arrive.
But before Fu Lin arrived, a young palace maid came first, carrying a bowl of dark medicine, which she placed on the table next to Wan'er.
Then she bowed respectfully and said, "It's time for Your Highness to take your medicine."
Wan'er held her breath, waiting for the system's response. Seeing that the system did not object, she drank it. The original owner's body was too weak; she had no choice but to drink it.
The medicine was too bitter, and she vomited less than a minute after swallowing it, leaving filth all over the little palace maid's skirt.
"Feel sorry."
Her subconscious apology frightened the young palace maid so much that her face turned pale. She quickly knelt down and said, "Please forgive me, Your Highness. I forgot to bring honey, which has made you feel so uncomfortable."
This young palace maid seems to be an honest person.
"Get up quickly." Wan'er waved her hand, indicating that she was not blaming her.
"Thank you, Your Highness. I'll brew you another bowl of medicine..." At this moment, the little palace maid didn't care about herself and rushed out the door, not even hearing Wan'er calling her.
No wonder she couldn't hear it; Wan'er's weak meows were so faint that you had to put your ear close to hers to hear them clearly.
"Sigh~" Wan'er sighed helplessly, feeling pain all over her body. "When will I be able to get rid of this weak body!"
"Your Majesty, are you feeling any better?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a woman's voice suddenly rang in her ears, startling her so much that she sat up from the bed, but due to her physical discomfort, she fell back onto the bed.
"Who are you?" Wan'er looked warily at the elegantly dressed palace maid in front of her, and noticed that she was also carrying medicine.
The palace maid smiled and said, "Your Highness, what's wrong? I am Yu Yan, the palace maid who serves you. Have you forgotten?"
Wan'er perked up and took a good look at her. She found that although the person was pretty, her eyes revealed a ruthless edge, so she must be a formidable character.
But so what? No matter how extraordinary she was, she was still just a palace maid. Her status held her back, so Wan'er wasn't afraid.
She smiled slightly and said, "I am ill, so it's inevitable that I will forget some things. Besides, you are just a palace maid. Do I have to remember you?"
Yu Yan's face immediately darkened, but then she thought that Wan'er was delirious from illness, so she said irritably, "This servant was wrong, I dare not say more."
That attitude was arrogant.
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