“Your Highness, I believe the Empress sent someone to invite you and your concubine to consummate your marriage. Rest assured, I will not complain,” Fucha Mingyue said, feigning generosity.
Hongli reached out and embraced Mingyu, pulling her into his arms: "Don't worry, I will not favor her. You are the only one in my heart. The reason I married her was only because I was following my mother's orders."
Nestled in Hongli's arms, Mingyu's eyes were filled with disgust for Xueying as she said to Hongli, "But what if you, Prince, don't consummate your marriage with her? What if the Empress blames you? I don't want you to be scolded. Besides, what if she causes trouble if you don't favor her?"
Hongli said to Mingyu, "Don't worry, as long as I don't favor her, she's just a fake consort in name only, so she definitely won't be able to cause any trouble. With my mother around, the Empress won't directly interfere in the affairs of the Prince's residence."
Fucha Mingyu felt a little relieved when she heard Hongli say that. She raised her head and looked at Hongli with a bright smile: "So, Your Highness will also be staying in my room tonight?"
Her fingers circled on Hongli's chest, and she spoke in a very low voice.
Hongli grasped her hand and whispered in her ear, "Do you want me to stay here?"
Mingyu withdrew her hand, turned around, and said in a coquettish tone, "Where Your Highness wants to go is none of my business."
"I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to be with Your Majesty's wife," Hongli coaxed.
Fucha Mingyu blushed and turned to look at Hongli.
Hongli could no longer hold back. He picked up Mingyu and carried her into the inner room.
The maids understood and went out one by one. Then Zixun closed the door and instructed the maids to boil water so that the masters could wash up later.
Over there, Xueying had been in a bad mood ever since she received the Empress's letter. She was gloomy and silent. A'luo went into the room and put the porridge and side dishes on the table: "Please have some porridge, Consort. You haven't eaten for a long time."
Xueying remained silent, sitting on the bed with an empty gaze.
A Luo, Zu Ying, and the others were all anxious and tried many ways to make Xue Ying happy, but to no avail.
In the end, A'Luo decided that she would poison the Prince; only in this way could Xueying stop falling into despair. After all, if the Prince died, they would leave with their master.
Aro called Rachel aside: "Rachel, you're smarter than me, what do you think we should do?"
Rachel thought for a moment: "This matter is not simple. The Prince's main courtyard is not a place that you or I can go to, let alone poison him."
Aro said, "What if we poison the food in the kitchen?"
Rachel shook her head, rejecting her idea: "No, the kitchen is guarded, we could easily be exposed, and there are people in the kitchen who test for poison, so we can't possibly poison someone in the kitchen."
A'Luo was extremely anxious; she couldn't watch Xueying continue like this: "What should we do? Think of something!"
Rachel said, "Since we can't poison the prince in his main courtyard and kitchen, we'll poison him in the most secluded places outside his own room."
“Where is that?” Aro asked.
Rachel smiled slightly: "Of course, it's in the main wife's courtyard."
“Madam, how could that be! She’s so hostile to us, she’d love to kick us out of the manor. How could she possibly let us go to her place?”
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