Consort Hua showed the Empress no respect whatsoever, and the Empress merely smiled and shook her head. Before, she had pretended not to care; now, she truly did not care.
The Empress said, "My health is not good, so I will leave the task of attending to my illness to Consort Hua. Those who are capable should do more."
"Consort Cheng is not fully recovered yet, and she also has the Fifth Prince to take care of, so the matter of attending to her in her illness can be waived."
[The Empress is so kind; at least I don't have to stay up all night and get dark circles under my eyes! Yay!]
[However, given Hua Pangpang's provocation just now, shouldn't the Empress have used the issue of offspring to shut her down? After all, the Empress has never lost an argument between the two!]
Could it be that after an illness, he truly realized the truth and understood everything?
The Empress's expression remained unchanged, but Consort Hua's eyes held a look of inquiry.
In the past, she had provoked the Empress many times, and the Empress always used the things she cared about most to provoke her. This time, however, she acted out of character, making her do more work than she was expected.
It is indeed an extremely strange thing...
After a serious illness, even her temperament changed. Consort Hua felt that this was somewhat familiar; she had seen it somewhere before...
Moreover, she saw the scene clearly on the day the Empress fell ill. Could it be because of Prince Honghui?
So, is the Empress experiencing the deepest sorrow, a state of utter despair?
But isn't it a bit too late? Prince Honghui has been dead for so many years.
And the Empress doesn't seem like it at all...
Consort Hua couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it. After all, her enemy wasn't the Empress, and what happened to the Empress had nothing to do with her.
Having thought all this through, Consort Hua once again adopted her arrogant demeanor. Seeing Consort Cao looking at her expectantly, Consort Hua understood that Consort Cao also did not want to serve the sickly Fatty Orange.
The hardship was a minor matter; the main concern was that Wenyi was too young and wouldn't be able to stay with her. She was also afraid of catching a disease and passing it on to Wenyi.
Thinking back on all these years, Cao Qinmo has been loyal in offering her advice and strategies, so giving her some benefits wouldn't hurt.
Consort Hua said, "Of course, Consort Cheng is in poor health, and it would be bad for her to attend to her illness."
"And Wenyi is not even a year old yet. Consort Cao will inevitably have to put in more effort, so let's skip that too."
"As for the others, one by one, they will be rotated every four hours."
"Go back to the palace and wait for now. Once I have drawn up the rules, I will have someone inform you."
[An eight-hour workday? Hua Pangpang is quite humane; if you add weekends off, that's centuries ahead of its time!]
She's just a human being, what's this talk about "transformation"! The servants who serve you in the palace, according to the rules, take turns every four hours!
(I looked it up on Baidu, and it turns out that the emperor's personal eunuchs were three people working in shifts every day.)
But what is a two-day weekend (???.???)????
Everyone glanced at the Empress, for she was, after all, the Empress. While Consort Hua dared to provoke the Empress, they dared not, nor did they need to.
Consort Jing and Shen Meizhuang exchanged a glance. "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
The Empress smiled and said, "That's fine then. My sisters, you should all go back to the palace and rest. The days ahead will be tough."
Seeing that the Empress had no objections, Consort Jing and Shen Meizhuang could only nod. No one else spoke, except for one person who pretended not to understand but secretly spread the word.
[Oh dear, it seems Consort Jing and Sister Mei are no match for Fatty Hua. They tried to join forces with the Empress, but were rejected?]
All four of them had black lines on their faces, but there was no need to be so explicit...
[Why is Consort Qi's resentful face becoming more and more noticeable? Isn't it good that the Third Prince is taking care of the eldest son? Otherwise, she'd be the one falling ill from exhaustion, and then there wouldn't be any concubines to attend to her!]
Consort Qi: ...Thank you!
The concubines left one after another, especially Consort Qi and a few others, who ran the fastest.
When the Empress saw Consort Fucha lagging behind, she seemed to be acting strangely, appearing dazed and confused.
"Consort Fucha, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Consort Fucha stood timidly by the door, so afraid that she didn't even dare to glance at Sun Miaoqing out of the corner of her eye.
Hearing the Empress's question, and thinking that going out at this time would be inappropriate, it would be better to stay here. Therefore, he turned back and weakly said,
"Your Majesty, I feel cold all over and I am afraid I have caught a cold. I am afraid I cannot attend to His Majesty's illness. Please forgive me."
When the Empress saw that her face was pale and her lips were almost bloodless, she knew that what she said was true.
"You didn't want to be sick, so what's wrong with that? You should rest properly in this condition. The imperial physician is in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so you can stay here for a while and let him take a look at you. That will save you some trouble."
Consort Fucha said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress."
The Empress said kindly, "It's nothing, no need to be so polite with me."
Sure enough, as soon as Physician Lu took her pulse, he knew that this young lady was most likely frightened. But the flower hall was full of concubines, so it was probably full of palace intrigues.
If even a noblewoman from the Fuca clan could be so frightened, how could a lowly imperial physician like him dare to tell the truth?
The palace is dangerous. Not only is serving the emperor like walking on thin ice, but the concubines are all tigresses!
"Your Majesty, the Consort is worried about His Majesty and has caught a cold, but it is nothing serious. She only needs to take medicine and rest for a few days."
The Empress said, "It's good that there's nothing seriously wrong. I'll trouble Physician Lu to prescribe a medicine for Consort Fucha."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Consort Fucha didn't actually want to come today. But since everyone else is here, and she's the only one ignoring them, if the Emperor finds out, she'll probably be sidelined from now on.
I initially thought that since Consort Cheng was ill, she probably wouldn't come. But looking at her rosy complexion just now, she didn't look sick at all!
She knew it was an act!
Sure enough, even the emperor's yang energy couldn't subdue her?
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