"My lady! I'm a little scared. Are we really going to go to Consort Fucha's place last year?" Xiufang asked hesitantly. She was putting a hairpin in Fucha's hair, but she had accidentally put it in crookedly.
“Her son has died, I have to go and visit her no matter what. What are you afraid of?” Fucha glared at Hongqiao as she turned around.
"My lady, I heard that Consort Nian hasn't been able to get up. Perhaps we shouldn't go," Xiufang said quickly, bowing her head.
“That’s perfect! As the younger sister, I should go and take a look!” Lady Fucha personally picked up the hairpin that was stuck crooked.
"Master!" Hongqiao said, looking at Fucha's back.
"What are you afraid of! It's not like you killed her son. This is her fate." Fucha said casually. She took out an eyebrow pencil from her jewelry box and began to draw her eyebrows herself.
She remembered how her life had been ruined by Lady Nian, and she was determined not to repeat the same mistake in this life. Hongsheng's life was hers to have been deliberately taken. She wanted to destroy Lady Nian and take her place. She possessed the same family background as Lady Nian, and perhaps even a deeper one. Therefore, Lady Fucha schemed relentlessly to deal with Lady Nian. That time, she had used Hongqiao to severely injure Lady Nian, poisoning her body invisibly and damaging her health. But unexpectedly, Lady Nian, despite her illness, was still able to conceive the Fourth Prince's child, which infuriated Lady Fucha with jealousy. After more than a year of scheming, Lady Nian's son, Hongsheng, was finally outmaneuvered.
This time, however, things happened quite cleverly, precisely when Hongsheng was being disliked by the Nian family.
"My lady, Lady Nian has always hated you. She's always been hypocritical when we meet. If you go to her now, I'm afraid she'll disrespect you." Xiufang really didn't want to go, because she was a little afraid to see Lady Nian. After all, Hongsheng's death was caused by her and Lady Fucha.
“I know she hates me, but she can’t do anything about it. Haha, I want to see how miserable she is now, how much pain she feels after losing her son. I want her to experience that too,” Fucha said through gritted teeth.
Xiufang found it strange. Fucha had never given birth to any children, yet she sounded as if she had.
After Lady Fucha finished getting ready, the two of them went to the east courtyard.
Meanwhile, Madam Nian was still lying in bed, her eyes glazed over. Now, whenever she closed her eyes, she could see Hong Sheng's face.
"My lady, Princess Fucha has arrived!" Bai Zhi said to the emaciated Nian Shi after hearing the report from the maid outside.
"Her? What's she doing here! Is she here to laugh at me?" Madam Nian sat up abruptly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Help me with my makeup!"
After a short while, Lady Nian sat gracefully in the main seat. Lady Fucha approached the door, walked up to her, and bowed, saying, "This concubine greets Consort Nian. Consort Nian looks radiant; it is truly a blessing."
"Fucha, what do you mean by that?" Lady Nian forced herself to speak. In truth, she hated Fucha to the core, but she just couldn't find any fault with her.
"I didn't mean anything by it. I just thought that Consort Nian must be very sad after losing her beloved son, so I came to see her. I thought she would be very sad and listless, but she looks quite well now. I'm relieved," said Lady Fucha, as if she genuinely cared about Lady Nian.
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