Inside the Zhilan Palace, a faint fragrance of sandalwood wafted from the blue-and-white porcelain incense burner, its delicate and elegant aroma carrying a hint of coolness, bringing a sense of tranquility and peace.
Dressed in a snow-white undergarment, her face was clean but flushed, which was quite unsightly. Wuyou slowly woke up, but her eyes were not confused like someone who had just woken up. Instead, they were very clear. She blinked and her raven-feather-like eyelashes trembled gently, with a beauty that seemed about to fall.
"Your Majesty, you're finally awake!" Lian Qiao, who had been watching over Wu You, noticed the change in her and knelt down in surprise, almost bursting into tears of joy.
"It's nothing." Wuyou slowly raised a small smile and comforted him by raising her hand. It was just a minor allergy, nothing to worry about, but it was indeed quite uncomfortable.
"Your Majesty, that dog is absolutely despicable! I must catch it and turn it into dog meat hot pot!" Lian Qiao still gritted her teeth with hatred when she mentioned Situ Yuan, and at the same time regretted that she hadn't stopped her master, which led to this disaster.
"He's just a little beast, why bother arguing with him?" Wuyou's smile carried a hint of sarcasm, her voice weak yet still gentle and melodious.
Seeing that Lian Qiao was still unconvinced, Wu You slowly propped herself up and was helped to sit on the bed. "Go and find that dog. Everyone in the palace knows that I keep a dog. If it hurts someone, I will be held responsible."
Lian Qiao puffed out her cheeks upon hearing this, and then felt that Wu You's words made sense. She could only angrily accept the order and leave, but in her heart she was secretly plotting how to pet that dog. Her mistress only said that it could not be killed, but she did not say that it could not be properly disciplined!
Wuyou had seen countless people and knew Lianqiao very well. She was fully aware of her little thoughts but did not say anything. Her smile deepened slightly.
Wasn't it because Situ Yuan in his past life fell in love with Mu Yanran over time and saw through her deep affection for him that he made a promise of being with her for life? So she brought Situ Yuan to the palace ahead of time, separating the two of them.
In her past life, Situ Yuan was well protected by Mu Yanran. Aside from being caught in the crossfire of concubines' infighting, he actually strengthened their relationship. In this life, she wants to let this high and mighty emperor taste what true human kindness and the fickleness of the world are like.
Since he's a dog emperor, why not just let him stay a dog forever? She's never owned a dog before, so having the world's most prestigious dog for now doesn't seem so bad.
"Dog Emperor... this title is really quite good." Wuyou murmured to himself, a feeling of joy rising in his heart, a feeling that belonged to Bai Wuyou.
Gently touching her swollen cheek, Wuyou's face showed a hint of helplessness. Bai Wuyou's dog hair allergy was really serious!
There's a precious baby in my belly! I should take this opportunity to avoid the temptations of the harem and focus on a healthy pregnancy. This allergy really can't be cured too quickly.
Fortunately, I had prepared the medicine in advance, so it would not harm the fetus in my womb, nor would anyone notice that something was wrong with my body.
Last time, this child died in the womb in an attempt to be born safely. In this life, she wants to ensure that this child receives the wealth and honor that he deserves. This is Bai Wuyou's deepest wish.
Touching her flat belly, no one would imagine that a tiny life was growing there. Right now, it might only be the size of a grain of rice, but gradually it would grow bigger and bigger, becoming a completely new and independent life.
"Xueli, go and find Xiaobai. Don't let him run around outside. Keep him under control." Lianqiao only instructed two or three palace servants to find the dog and didn't care much about it. After saying that, she went to prepare medicine for Wuyou.
The events of the day had already spread throughout the entire palace. This amusing incident involving the two noble ladies was almost told to Wuyou by Lianqiao as a joke.
"Your Majesty, you have no idea. Consort Li almost lost half her life because of this, and her face was even disfigured. She even declared that she would never let Consort Mu get away with this!" Lian Qiao said with a smile. Mu Yanran was arrogant and consort Li was domineering. However, her own lady was gentle and was always bullied by these two. Today, she finally got her comeuppance.
Wuyou scooped up a cup of porridge, the sweet and soft taste lingering in her mouth. She couldn't help but glance at it a few times, but upon hearing this, she simply said, "There's nothing strange about this. Neither of them are the type to be patient."
Her calm demeanor made it seem as if she wasn't the one who orchestrated all of this, but merely an ordinary bystander.
"By the way, have you found Xiaobai yet? It's already dark, don't let him wander around outside." Wuyou casually mentioned, wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, her posture relaxed and leisurely.
"Xue Li is leading people to search for her, Your Highness, so please don't worry about it," Lian Qiao pouted.
"That dog might be Little White, who ran away from our palace. The Emperor's Golden Dragon Hall is at the other end of the Imperial Garden. You should have Xue Li look for it there." After saying this, Wuyou lazily stood up and, with the help of a palace maid, returned to her bedchamber to rest. Pregnant women are most prone to sleepiness, and she could clearly feel it.
As night deepened and darkness fell, Shirley ran to the vicinity of the Golden Dragon Palace to look for White. Finally, she found her in a corner by the flower bed. Seeing her disheveled appearance, she felt both angry and heartbroken.
"Little White, I've finally found you." Reaching out to stroke Situ Yuan's dirty fur, Xue Li didn't mind at all. She picked up the dog and left, determined to discipline him properly to prevent him from causing trouble.
People say that three women make a drama, and the number of women in the imperial harem is even greater, with a hundred flowers blooming in competition, which also represents endless struggles.
Inside the Golden Dragon Palace, Mu Yanran, dressed in a flowing, embroidered purple dress with flowing scales and a golden hairpin, sat on the edge of the bed. Her phoenix eyes, as clear as water, were fixed on the man on the bed. Her worried expression and slightly pursed lips revealed her inner turmoil.
"Fu Shun, is there still no solution from the imperial physician?" Mu Yanran asked without turning around, her voice carrying a hint of anger, worry, and sorrow.
"Your Highness, the imperial physicians all say that His Majesty is in good health and there is nothing seriously wrong, but he remains unconscious and we really can't find a way to cure him." Fu Shun knelt on the ground, looking down at the ground, respectful and proper.
"What should we do? It's been more than two months already. If this continues, I won't be able to control it anymore." Mu Yanran said with even more worry, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief.
The coma of her beloved, the jealousy and rivalry among the women in the harem, and the endless pressure from the ministers of the court—all these things weighed heavily on her, a weak woman, and she simply couldn't bear it anymore.
“Master Kongxu of Huguo Temple is a highly accomplished Taoist master. Why don’t you take this opportunity to offer incense at Huguo Temple to bless the fate of our Great Jin Dynasty?” Fu Shun said without looking away, recounting all the information he had received.
Mu Yanran understood. Since the imperial physicians couldn't be relied upon, they could only resort to praying to gods and Buddhas, which was a last resort. "In that case... this is the only way."
A melancholy settled between the beauty's brows, and her sharp phoenix eyes seemed shrouded in a thin layer of mist, hazy and indistinct, evoking pity in those who saw her, but sadly, no one appreciated it.
Fu Shun was already planning what to do next. After all, Consort Mu could only manage the inner palace and couldn't help with anything else, so he couldn't ask her to get involved.
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