The next day, Lingxiu went to the Xinzheku again. Recalling the scene she had talked about with the Empress the day before, Lingxiu couldn't help but sigh that she was lucky to have taken a gamble. Although the Empress did not explicitly agree to help her achieve her wish, it was basically a tacit agreement. Thinking that she would become a mistress in the future, Lingxiu walked with a bright and cheerful spirit.
All of this was thanks to Lady Fucha. Lingxiu specially delivered the clothes and then went to the backyard to find Lady Fucha.
Seeing Lingxiu's radiant face and smug demeanor, Lady Fucha guessed that the plan was already halfway to success.
Lady Fucha bowed to Lingxiu and said with a smile, "Miss Lingxiu has arrived. Congratulations, Miss Lingxiu..."
Lingxiu panicked, looked around frantically, and pulled Fucha Shi into the shadows: "What are you congratulating me for? I'm just a lowly servant girl..."
Seeing the barely perceptible smile on Lingxiu's lips, Lady Fucha felt a surge of disdain, but still smiled and said, "Although you are only a servant now, I believe you will rise to power in the near future... Besides, you are so beautiful, young, and charming; even the Emperor would be moved by you..."
Lingxiu blushed with embarrassment at Fucha's words, and boasted without restraint, "Your idea is still the best, Princess. Her Majesty the Empress has already agreed to send me to the Emperor. Now we're just waiting for the right moment, and I'll find a way to rescue you..."
Upon hearing this, Lady Fucha was overjoyed and held Lingxiu's hand tightly, saying, "That's wonderful! Don't worry, I will never forget your life-saving grace. As long as I leave the Xin Zhe Ku, I will definitely lend you a hand, and then you won't have to serve anyone anymore... as long as you say just one sentence to the Empress."
"What did you say?" Lingxiu asked.
"Come closer," Fucha said with a mysterious smile.
Lingxiu brought her ear close to Fucha's mouth.
Fucha whispered in Lingxiu's ear.
Lingxiu's eyes lit up after hearing what Fucha said, and she looked at her incredulously.
"You don't need to ask anything, just convey this message to Her Majesty the Empress," said Lady Fucha.
Lingxiu nodded, then suddenly remembered the Empress's plan to deal with Consort Nian, and said, "By the way, does Princess Fucha have any way to make Consort Nian..." At this point, she made a throat-slitting gesture.
Lady Fucha was startled, and all the memories flooded back at once.
In her previous life, Lady Fucha clearly remembered being beaten to death by Consort Nian when Hongfu died young. To say that Lady Fucha had no intention of harming anyone would be a lie, but Lady Fucha certainly did not do anything to harm Hongfu.
Empress Fucha remembered that she had only gone to check on Hongfu; he was so small and adorable, and she couldn't bring herself to kill him. But she didn't know why, Hongfu suddenly died. No matter how Empress Fucha explained, the Emperor wouldn't believe her, simply because her jade pendant had fallen right next to the child's bed.
In the end, she was still beaten to death by Consort Nian. The excruciating pain of each blow still lingered in Lady Fucha's memory. Thinking of this, Lady Fucha involuntarily hugged her arms tightly, her eyes unfocused, and stammered, "It wasn't me, I didn't do it...it wasn't me..."
Lingxiu stared incredulously at Fucha's actions, gently shaking her: "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."
Lady Fucha was startled, snapped out of her reverie, and calmed down after looking at the people and scenery before her.
She glanced warily at Lingxiu, who, of course, knew nothing and assumed that Lady Fucha had been confined to the cold palace for too long and had lost her mind.
"I...I'm fine...I suddenly remembered a nightmare..." Fucha's back was soaked with sweat, and she trembled nervously. She had already died once, and she would never make the same mistake and die again.
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