The farce outside the Golden Dragon Palace attracted a lot of people. Fu Shun, who had gone out to brew medicine, also rushed over after hearing the news. He had been by the emperor's side for many years and held a high position. Sometimes his words carried more weight than those of Consort Mu Yanran.
The noise outside was so great that no one noticed a snow-white puppy had sneaked into the palace and headed towards the dragon bed.
Almost there, almost there. Having found the dragon bed with practiced ease, Situ Yuan wanted to climb up to check his body. He stretched out his front paws and tried to climb onto the bed, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't jump up.
It even fell to the ground with a thud, its white fur shaking wildly. Looking down at its short limbs, Situ Yuan's dog face showed a look of utter despair. How much longer must I use this disgusting body?
Just as Situ Yuan was filled with grief and indignation, Xue Li had already returned to Zhilan Palace.
At that time, the inner palace of Zhilan Palace was quiet and peaceful. Wuyou was sitting on a soft couch drinking a medicine to prevent miscarriage. The strong bitter smell spread to her nose, but she did not change her expression, obviously she had gotten used to it.
Outsiders only thought she was taking allergy medication, unaware that it was a pregnancy-stabilizing drug. In her previous life, Bai Wuyou's pregnancy with the Emperor's child embarrassed Mu Yanran and angered Situ Yuan, becoming an obstacle to their love. Coupled with the Bai family's power, her fate was predictable.
Emperor Situ Yuan had many women in his harem, but none of them were pregnant with his child. Bai Wuyou and her unborn child were already very conspicuous. In the end, she suffered a lot of schemes and finally managed to keep the child, but it was aborted by Situ Yuan, the child's biological father. How could Bai Wuyou not hate him?
"Cough cough..." Wuyou picked up a handkerchief, wiped the corner of her mouth, and coughed twice. Lianqiao, who was next to her, immediately showed a worried look and handed Wuyou a glass of water.
"Your Majesty, please have some candied fruit to calm your nerves!" Lian Qiao thoughtfully offered the candied fruit, her every move showing utmost care.
"This servant greets Your Highness." Xue Li approached with small, quick steps, bowed, and then recounted what she had seen and heard. Wu You preferred quiet and peace, and since there was no one else besides Lian Qiao, there was no need for her to be reserved.
"Sigh—I never expected them to be so foolish." Wuyou sighed, covering the smile that slowly crept up her lips with her handkerchief, but her eyes were filled with sorrow.
At the same time, her slender fingers subtly brushed against the sachet at her waist, casually tossing it aside, a barely perceptible smile appearing on her lips.
"Your Majesty, the Golden Dragon Palace is in complete chaos, and the Emperor still hasn't appeared. Even if the Consort and the others are sick, they shouldn't be ignoring everything while they're causing such a ruckus!" Lian Qiao keenly sensed that something was wrong, and her words were tinged with worry and fear.
"Quickly help me to go and see what's going on, lest something bad happens." Wuyou turned around, got off the bed, put on her embroidered shoes, and left with Lianqiao's help.
"Both of you are precious and noble ladies, please don't hurt yourselves! What are you all standing there for? Quickly pull the two ladies apart!" Hearing Fu Shun's exasperated voice from afar, Wu You quickened her pace.
Consort Liang and the others watched the spectacle with feigned anxiety, but inwardly they were delighted. In truth, neither of the two women before them were good people in their eyes. It was a rare treat to see such a grand show in the palace, so why not take a look?
Upon hearing Fu Shun's words, the people present dared not watch the commotion any longer and hurriedly went to pull the two women apart. At this moment, the two women were no longer the same as before; they had gone from being glamorous to being disheveled and miserable. Their hair was disheveled, their hairpins and jewelry were scattered all over the ground, their faces were scratched, and their clothes were torn and deformed, even covered with some dust.
"Why are you two ladies doing this?" Fu Shun sighed, feeling a growing contempt for the two women. They were both noble ladies, yet they acted like vulgar shrewish women from the marketplace.
"Consort Li, how dare you disrespect me! I will teach you to be beaten to death!" As the palace maids hurriedly tidied their hair, Mu Yanran spoke through gritted teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with rage.
"Don't think you can bully me just because you're a Noble Consort. You were the one who caused me to fall into the water, yet you're still so arrogant. I won't let you get away with this." Consort Li retorted without any politeness, and then turned around to look at Eunuch Fu Shun. "Eunuch Fu Shun, where is the Emperor? Such a big incident has happened. How can the Emperor sit idly by? Does he not take my Qin Kingdom seriously?"
Normally, Consort Li wouldn't be so arrogant and domineering. She was truly enraged, her rationality was already on the verge of collapse, and the drugs only exacerbated the situation, causing her to lose control completely.
“Sister Lifei, you are mistaken. His Majesty has always been fair, just, and respectful to scholars. How could he not respect friendly nations? Rewarding merit and punishing wrongdoing is only natural.” The woman’s soft and gentle voice drifted over, yet her words were so resolute that no one could find fault with them.
Wu Yu, dressed in a snow-white palace gown, slowly approached Consort Li, grasped her wrist, smiled slightly, and reached out to smooth her disheveled hair. Inexplicably, Consort Li's anger subsided somewhat, and the other concubines also showed expressions of conviction.
"Greetings, Consort Rou..." Fu Shun felt as if he had been saved when he saw Wu You, and quickly stepped forward to pay his respects, his face showing more respect and expectation.
He originally thought the Imperial Concubine was quite reliable, managing palace affairs in an orderly manner, but he never expected that she could anger Consort Li to this extent, turning the situation into a complete farce. Just as he was thinking about how to calm things down, his savior arrived.
At this moment, Wuyou was undoubtedly an angel bathed in soft light in Fushun's eyes.
"Does Consort Rou intend to punish me? Insubordination is a serious crime." Mu Yanran glared angrily at Wuyou. Did this little Consort Rou really think she could turn the world upside down?
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