“I am a servant born into the Tong family. The lives of my parents, brothers and sisters are all in the hands of Consort Tong. I cannot disregard the lives of my parents, brothers and sisters.”
"Liu'er, I really don't know what to do?"
Liu'er wiped away her tears and quickly glanced outside the West Warm Pavilion.
“Your Highness, please be careful what you say. I know it’s hard for you, but you must live well, live on, gain the Emperor’s favor, and give birth to a prince and a princess.”
"The more Consort Tong cannot tolerate you, Your Highness, and the more she torments you, the more you must live well, live on, and outlive Consort Tong..."
The conversation between the master and servant in the West Warm Pavilion.
A young palace maid who got up in the middle of the night overheard everything. She secretly kept the matter in mind and quietly returned to her quarters.
Consort Xiuhe continued to be tormented by Consort Tong every day, her body grew thinner and thinner, and her temperament became increasingly gloomy.
On New Year's Eve, the whole family held a banquet.
Consort Xiuhe suddenly fainted at the banquet. Consort Zhao frowned and cursed her bad luck, but in the end she still had someone help Consort Xiuhe to a side hall to rest and sent someone to invite the imperial physician to treat her.
Consort Tong's heart was in her throat, her eyes fixed on Consort Xiuhe, who was being helped to the side hall.
Xu Lejin smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness, Consort Tong, I have noticed that Consort Xiuhe is getting thinner and thinner. Although Consort Xiuhe and Consort Xiuqin are very close sisters, this cannot continue."
"Consort Xiuhe was personally appointed by the Emperor. She is frail and weak. How can she serve the Emperor and ensure the continuation of his lineage?"
Emperor Kangxi, seated on the dragon throne, frowned and pondered.
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