Chapter 19: Scheming against the Li Family
Zhang Jiugui was cunning. After saying this, he limped away.
As soon as the Luanming Cheng'en sedan chair arrived, Concubine Li stood at the door waiting anxiously.
When Yunshan and Zhang Jiugui were talking at the palace gate, their voices were so low that it was as if they were whispering in each other's ears, and others could not hear what they were saying.
When Li Guiren saw Zhang Jiugui leave, she thought that he had heard that Song Zhao was ill, so she hurried back to report to Xiao Jingheng and took down Song Zhao's green card.
After all, when she caught a cold, didn’t the Jingshifang take away her green card?
That was great. She stood in front of Yunshan, blocking her way, and said with a sneer:
"What? Your mistress is ill, and you still want to sleep with her? What a pipe dream!"
Yunshan had no intention of paying any attention to Li Guiren, and was about to leave after a quick greeting.
Unexpectedly, Concubine Li suddenly lost her temper and slapped Yunshan in the face.
Yunshan covered her red cheeks and looked at Li Guiren, who looked down on her with a haughty attitude.
"A maidservant following a concubine's daughter just doesn't know the rules! I am a noble lady, and Song Zhao is just a concubine! Whenever I talk to her, she has to listen to me respectfully. Who do you think you are?"
Yunshan felt aggrieved, but what could he do?
The positions in the harem are the same as the official titles in the previous dynasty, isn't it the case that a higher-ranking official can crush people to death?
No matter how wronged she felt, she had to endure it, otherwise Song Zhao would always be implicated.
"Please calm down, Lady Li. I know I was wrong. I didn't mean to be perfunctory, but my young mistress is ill and I am worried. I want to go back and serve her as soon as possible."
"Humph~ It's just a cold, it won't kill anyone. Isn't it enough to act weak in front of the Queen today to gain sympathy after a whole day of pretending?"
Li Guiren pushed Yunshan and said fiercely, "Go back and tell your mistress that what I hate most is people who pretend to be pitiful! Let her be more restrained! Go away!"
Yunshan held back her tears and nodded in agreement. When she returned to the door of the west wing hall, she hurriedly wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions. Only when her expression looked normal did she push the door and walk in.
She replied to Song Zhao, "My lady, I have already told Eunuch Zhang what you wanted. You guessed right. The figure that flashed in front of the palace gate last night was indeed him."
Song Zhao lay on the couch and nodded weakly.
Yunshan touched her forehead and saw that her fever was obviously worse than in the afternoon. She said anxiously, "My lady, why don't we call the imperial physician? It's not a good idea to continue to have such a fever."
Song Zhao said casually, "We don't need to ask for the doctor. The doctor will be here soon." He felt a little thirsty and looked at Yunshan and said, "Go and help me...what's wrong with your face?"
Only then did she notice that Yunshan's left cheek was slightly red and swollen, as if he had been beaten.
Yunshan quickly turned aside, avoiding Song Zhao's gaze, and stammered, "No, nothing, I just bumped into someone..."
"Nonsense. Eyes are on the head. How can you bump into someone's face when walking on flat ground?" Song Zhao rolled his dark eyes and asked, "Is it Concubine Li?"
Seeing that he could no longer hide the matter, Yunshan had no choice but to tell Song Zhao what had just happened in the courtyard.
She did not mention her grievances, but advised Song Zhao, "My lady, don't take it to heart. Lady Li just can't bear to see you being favored, so she said those sour words."
"She can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. She can say whatever she wants. I won't bother with a mad dog." Song Zhao stroked Yunshan's cheek and said distressedly: "But she shouldn't hit you."
Yunshan pursed her lips and shook her head. "I'm fine, my lady, don't worry about me. How can a servant not be beaten or scolded? My lady's health is more important. I'll go get you a cup of warm water to moisten your throat."
After returning with the water, Yunshan helped Song Zhao up. Song Zhao took only a small sip and said:
"Li has been in the palace for a month and has offended countless people. I didn't want to deal with her and just let her die on her own. But since she wants to die, why don't I help her?"
She glanced out the window. It was dinner time and the palace servants were bringing food to the main hall like water.
The main hall is occupied by the principal concubine of Yaohua Palace,
She liked the hustle and bustle of life, and usually invited Song Zhao and Li Guiren to have lunch or dinner together in her palace.
Song Zhao thought for a moment, then said to Yunshan, "Go tell Concubine Yao that I'm feeling very sick, and I'm afraid that my illness will spread to her and Concubine Li, so I won't go to dinner." After a pause, he added, "Go in a quarter of an hour."
Yunshan thought that even if Song Zhao didn't go to dinner, Concubine Yao wouldn't ask her anything.
Moreover, the meal is about to start in the main hall. If I go there in a quarter of an hour, Concubine Yao and Noble Lady Li will have finished eating. Is there any need to make another trip?
However, since the master asked her to do it, there must be a reason for it, so she did not ask. After spending a quarter of an hour with Song Zhao in the west wing hall, she went to the main hall.
Sure enough, when she arrived, Concubine Yao and Noble Lady Li had almost finished their meal.
Yunshan said, "May Concubine Yao and Concubine Li be well. My young lady is very ill and I am afraid that she will pass the disease on to you two young ladies, so I will not come to have dinner with you two young ladies today."
Li Guiren sneered when she heard this and said, "If she doesn't want to come, then don't come. No one invited her, and she thinks she's a big shot?"
But Concubine Yao felt a sinking feeling in her heart.
After all, Song Zhao was a member of her palace. If she didn't even ask about him, she would inevitably be scolded if he really got sick or something happened.
So she pretended to be concerned and asked, "I thought Song Da Ying was getting better. Is she getting worse?"
She took the silk handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then stood up and said, "I'll go see her."
Concubine Yao was going to see Song Zhao, and Concubine Li naturally couldn't miss this good opportunity to laugh at Song Zhao, so she hurriedly followed him.
The two of them entered the west side hall. Concubine Yao sat in front of Song Zhao's couch, holding her hand and saying with concern:
"Poor thing, such a beautiful girl has been burned to this state? Why didn't you inform me so that I could ask someone to ask the imperial physician to come and see you."
"Ahem..." Song Zhaoxu managed to half-raise herself and said respectfully, "Thank you, Concubine Yao, for your concern. I'm fine and will be fine after a good night's sleep."
Concubine Li also caught a cold two days ago, and Concubine Yao never said a word to her from beginning to end. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Song Zhao was deliberately pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy.
She glanced at Yunshan who was standing beside her, and seeing that Yunshan had a half-smile on his face, she became more certain of her guess.
So, regardless of the fact that Concubine Yao was still there, he became angry with Song Zhao.
"Why are you pretending? If others get sick, you get sick too. Why do you treat your cold as if you have a terminal illness?"
Yunshan explained: "It's not right for the noble lady to say that. Everyone's physique is different. My lady was weak and sickly when she was at home. She..."
"How can a servant like you interrupt when the master is talking?"
Concubine Li glanced at Yunshan, interrupted her and continued, "Your master is a concubine's son, and he is not well-received at home. If he is weak and sickly, he has lived for more than ten years. How can he live well at home, but cannot bear the wind and sun after entering the palace?"
Yaopin found Li Guiren's words harsh and could not help but persuade her, "We live under the same roof, Li Guiren, please don't be so harsh."
Seeing that Li Guiren was about to give up, Song Zhao coughed twice on purpose, pretending to be even weaker.
"Ahem... Sister Li misunderstood me. If I did something unintentionally and made you unhappy, just tell me and I will change it."
Song Zhao pretended to be weak and unable to take care of himself, as if he was about to cough up blood. Li Guiren became even more furious and cursed:
"You're not done yet, are you? If you're really dying, go and call the imperial physician! You didn't call the imperial physician, aren't you afraid that the imperial physician will reveal that your condition isn't that serious? Who are you trying to play pitiful for? Don't you think you..."
"The Emperor has arrived!"
Concubine Li had only said half of her vulgar words when she was interrupted by the eunuch's announcement outside the door.
Song Zhao laughed secretly in his heart when he heard this:
Of course, I was acting pitiful for Jamel Xiao to see.
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