After a long while, Fucha finally came out of the house after she had vented her anger inside.
Lady Fucha whispered to Kouzhu, "You must keep quiet about what happened today."
Kou Zhu nodded: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I naturally know what is important."
Fucha herself understood that Kouzhu was always calm and meticulous, and would never make a mistake.
What she didn't know was that a young palace maid cleaning the room next door had overheard everything she said. Rooms without a mistress were rarely cleaned, but the matron who assigned her the work took pity on her and put her there so she could rest for a while and do a quick clean to get by.
The young maid didn't know what Empress Fucha meant, but she knew that Empress Fucha was related to Consort Nian's poisoning, so she went to Changchun Palace.
"Your Majesty, someone outside requests an audience," Baoqin said.
Who is it?
"She was an ordinary palace maid, but she said she knew about Consort Nian being poisoned."
Lanqin frowned slightly. "Let her in."
After the palace maid entered, she knelt on the ground.
"This servant is paying respects to Consort Xi."
Lanqin was puzzled. How could this palace maid know such private matters? Could it be that she was deliberately sent by someone to mislead her?
Lanqin asked, "I haven't asked you where you used to work, or where your hometown is." Although Lanqin knew that even if she tried to find out, she might not be able to find out anything, she couldn't help but ask.
The maid knelt on the ground and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I used to be a maid in the laundry department. After returning, I performed well, and the head maid saw that I was efficient, so she assigned me a cleaning job, which is not as tiring as before. As for my hometown..." She smiled awkwardly and continued, "I have never seen my birth parents. I was sold to the palace as a slave as long as I can remember."
“What a poor child, get up,” Lanqin said.
"You say you know about Consort Nian being poisoned; tell me about it."
The palace maid recounted everything she had heard in Chengqian Palace that day.
After hearing the palace maid's report, Lanqin remembered everything about this Lady Fucha.
She remembered when she first entered the manor, back when the Fourth Prince was still a prince. That Mid-Autumn Festival, she mistakenly took the note that Lady Fucha had given to the Fourth Prince. The note, which read, "Your Highness will surely become the Emperor," immediately reminded Lanqin of a possibility: that Lady Fucha was also from a later era?
Lanqin was surprised by her own guess. How could that be? She had never noticed any characteristics of modern people in Fucha. In fact, one could say that her words and actions were those of an ancient woman.
Could it be that Lanqin had another possibility in mind? She remembered reading in a novel that there was a way called rebirth. Could it be that this Fucha clan member was a reborn person? Logically speaking, that should be the case. Otherwise, how could she know that the Fourth Prince would become the emperor? Although it was possible that she saw the Fourth Prince's talent, at that time the Fourth Prince was not favored by the late emperor, and no one expected him to become the emperor. Therefore, the only people who firmly believed that he could become the emperor were herself, who knew history, and Fucha clan member.
"Baoqin," Lanqin called out, "Go and find out about Fucha's background, then report back to me as soon as possible."
Baoqin asked, "Your Highness, why are you so flustered? Has something happened?"
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