A few days later, Biyu told Fucha that everything was ready. Seeing that everything was ready, Fucha instructed Biyu that they planned to take action that very night.
“Yes, sir,” Biyu replied.
"You may leave now. I need to rest. I'm going to the bamboo forest tonight, so I won't be too tired the next day." After saying this, Empress Fucha sat down on the couch.
Just after midnight, Lady Fucha and Biyu secretly left Qixiang Palace and headed towards the bamboo forest, proceeding cautiously as if afraid of being seen.
Walking in the darkness, I strolled slowly, my footsteps making a soft sound as I stepped on the fallen leaves.
The moon was hidden in the clouds, and to avoid being seen, they deliberately chose to walk on deserted paths.
It was late at night, and the pavilions and towers shone brightly in the darkness. In the distance, Mirror Lake rippled, and the bamboo forest was exceptionally quiet.
Fucha and Biyu arrived at the place where Nian sent palace maids to collect dew every morning. The place was already remote, and now it was deserted.
Seeing that no one was around, Lady Fucha instructed Biyu to put down the bundle and take out the contents.
After placing the bundle on the ground, Biyu took out an incense burner from it! It turned out that Lady Fucha had come up with an even more ingenious method: she would pour the poison powder directly into the incense burner, then light it, allowing the poisonous smoke to permeate the bamboo leaves. This saved the trouble of boiling water and was less likely to be discovered. Truly a brilliant plan!
The two placed the incense burner, lit it, and then hid to the side.
Thus, Fucha looked at the smoke rising from the incense burner with a cold gaze. After her rebirth, she wanted to climb to a high position by any means necessary to take revenge on those who had harmed her, and today she had finally succeeded.
They waited until midnight. When Fucha saw that it was about time, she told Biyu to put away the incense burner and returned to the palace along the way they had come.
Back in her palace, Lady Fucha lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and thought about her past life. It all felt like a dream. She was determined not to repeat the same mistakes in this life.
Throughout history, the victor has always been king, and the loser has nothing.
After resting for a while, he opened his eyes again and it was already broad daylight. He called Biyu over and asked, "How did it go?"
"Your Highness, I sent someone to keep an eye on things, and that person just came back and said that Consort Nian's maid has already gone to clean up the dew."
"Good, good, good," Fucha said three times in a row, a cold smile creeping across her lips, her eyes turning sinister, as if she could already see Consort Nian's tragic death.
"We're going tonight too. You go and get some rest! You'll definitely get your share of the rewards after it's all done!"
"This servant takes her leave!" Biyu bowed and was about to leave when she heard Lady Fucha say, "Remember to keep an eye on that lookout's mouth, don't let him talk nonsense in private!"
"This servant understands."
While Empress Fucha was plotting her future, on the other side, in Consort Nian's palace, Consort Nian sat comfortably on a couch. A palace maid brought her a cup of tea, Lushan Yunwu tea brewed with dew. This tea was a gift from the Emperor, and it was so precious that brewing it with dew made it even sweeter. Ordinary people could not drink it, and only Consort Nian, who was favored by the Emperor, could drink this tea every day. To show her favor, Consort Nian drank only this tea, which aroused envy.
Consort Nian picked up her teacup, took a sip, then placed it on the table and looked at Cuiling, asking, "Has the Empress made any moves lately?"
"Reporting to Your Excellency, our informant with the Empress says that since you returned from the Empress's residence, the Empress has summoned Lady Fucha."
Consort Nian frowned: "The Fucha clan? Could it be that the Empress wants to join forces with her?"
“The Fucha clan is treacherous; we must be wary of noble people like her!” Cui Ling replied.
Consort Nian curled her lip: "I doubt she can cause any major trouble."
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