Baohua Hall
Sun Miaoqing is very annoyed <(｀^′)＞
Sitting comfortably in the palace, disaster strikes from the heavens...
Big Fat Orange only had a minor illness, but they were forced to kneel in the Baohua Hall for seven days to pray for blessings and to copy the Diamond Sutra ten times.
As expected, even in the position of master, there are no human rights.
Even with a thick cushion in between, Sun Miaoqing's knees have been hurting terribly these past two days from kneeling down.
When I got home that night and took off my clothes, I could see faint bruises.
She only knew the Heart Sutra of Avalokitesvara from Buddhist scriptures, partly because it was short enough, and partly because it was set to music and became a popular song.
Out of sheer boredom, Sun Miaoqing appeared extremely devout, but in reality, she was constantly planning her own business empire.
The dairy farm is all set up, and the cows have been put in, but they haven't started producing milk yet. There's no way around it; a cow's gestation period is similar to a human's, and they'll be able to produce milk for several more months.
Counterfeit milk candy is already on the market, but Sun Miaoqing isn't too worried. Production is limited right now, so she just needs to maintain her hold on the high-end market.
If managed properly, it's fine to let others compete in the low-end market. Money can never be fully earned; you always have to leave room for others to survive.
......
Of all those present, only the Empress knelt at the front with the utmost respect, her hands clasped together, her eyes closed, and she remained as still as a mountain.
It has a kind of calm and self-assuredness that is not swayed by external gains or losses.
Consort Li knelt for two days, and her knees ached and hurt. The thought of having several more days to go made her feel extremely aggrieved.
“When the Emperor was ill, it was Consort Wan who stayed with him. Not only that, in the days leading up to this, the Emperor only saw Consort Wan.”
"It is also thanks to Consort Wan's care for the Emperor that the Empress Dowager ordered us sisters to go to Baohua Palace to pray for blessings for seven days."
"Lady Wan, you are truly our dear sister."
Consort Qi said with a dark face, "This little maid who just entered the palace is clumsy and incompetent. She doesn't know how to serve others. I really don't know what the Emperor likes about her."
Consort Cao said, "These past few days, I have spent much less time with Wenyi."
In this situation, Zhen Huan was not in a good position to defend herself. Shen Meizhuang, unable to bear it any longer,
"His Majesty is unwell, and Consort Wan was merely there by chance."
"The Empress Dowager has ordered us to pray for blessings in the Baohua Hall. My sisters, you must remain calm and composed. If this matter reaches the Empress Dowager and the Emperor's ears, what will they think?"
Consort Li said, "Stop using the Empress Dowager and the Emperor to pressure us. Noble Lady Shen is willing to accompany her good sister, so please don't drag us into it."
An Lingrong said, "Consort Li, Noble Lady Shen didn't mean that. The Empress and Consort Hua are chanting scriptures in front, so let's keep our voices down."
Consort Li moved her lips, still breathless, but mindful of the Empress and Consort Hua kneeling in front of her, she wisely kept her mouth shut.
Consort Li was afraid, but Consort Qi wasn't. After all, she was the birth mother of the Third Prince. As long as she didn't commit any serious mistakes, the Emperor and Empress Dowager wouldn't do anything to her for the sake of the Third Prince.
At most, he would give her a few words of admonishment, and then simply stop coming to her Changchun Palace. At her age, she had long since ceased to serve the emperor.
When the emperor came, he would only have a meal, chat for a while, or simply sleep peacefully under the covers.
After thinking it through, it made no difference whether he came or not. It wouldn't stop her from picking up pebbles, nor would it make him fall for the Third Prince.
Consort Qi said, "Consort Jing is usually not very talkative, but she's become quite eloquent now."
"Isn't Consort Wan always so eloquent? How come she doesn't say a word while watching her best friend argue for her?"
"Is it because you know you're in the wrong, and you feel guilty but can't bring yourself to say it?"
Zhen Huan said helplessly, "Consort Shen and Consort Jing were just speaking up for me."
"The imperial physician has already made a judgment on this matter, and it has nothing to do with me. I really cannot bear to hear such words from Consort Qi."
Consort Li, Consort Qi, and others felt they were wronged, and Zhen Huan felt the same way.
She really didn't do anything!
If the emperor were to have an accident at this time, what good would it do her? The Empress Dowager might be living a good life, but she is still just a concubine without children.
Before she had children, no matter how much she disliked the big fat orange cat, she must have hoped that he would live a long and healthy life.
However, looking at the large group of concubines kneeling in the hall, Zhen Huan felt extremely distressed, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.
The blame has been placed on her head, and she can't shake it off no matter what. Even though everyone knows she's innocent, emotionally, most people still resent her.
She offended all the concubines in the palace in one fell swoop, and Zhen Huan was willing to take their place. Perhaps it would have been better if she had been the one who was sick.
Consort Jing looked at the lawsuit before her. She was the mastermind; Zhen Huan was just unlucky. She didn't feel guilty for implicating Zhen Huan.
That's how it's always been in the palace. She's been protecting herself wisely for so many years, never making enemies with anyone, and she's already living like an old woman.
If anyone has any reason to blame, it's Zhen Huan's bad luck, and also because she was too favored, which aroused the jealousy of everyone in the harem.
Consort Hua's face was also very ugly. If the mother and son had died, she would have just knelt down.
She's happy, she's delighted!
But what does today's misfortune count as?
When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer. It's always she who frames others and forces them to take the blame.
This time, Hua Fei was implicated by Zhen Huan and suffered such a great loss, making her furious. Her gaze towards Zhen Huan was also filled with anger.
However, she dared not be presumptuous before the Buddha. She had never believed in ghosts and gods before, but now Consort Hua was a firm believer.
The noise and commotion behind them were indeed annoying. An Lingrong had mentioned her, yet Consort Qi still disregarded her right in front of her.
Did she think that having given birth to the third prince would give her peace of mind?
Consort Hua thought disdainfully, if someone as stupid as the Third Prince could inherit the throne and secure his position, then she, Nian Shilan, could also become Shangguan Wan'er!
"Is Consort Qi perhaps complaining about praying for the Emperor's well-being?"
“You should have reverence before the Buddha. If you are unwilling, then all of you can get out of here.”
Qi Fei had only been firm for a short while when she met Nian Shilan, at which point she softened back down.
She was used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and even though she had figured things out, she still couldn't change her mindset immediately.
After this argument, the hall suddenly fell silent.
As Sun Miaoqing snapped out of her thoughts, she felt a sharp, stiff pain running from her knees to her calves.
Seeing that everyone had their eyes closed and were focused on Buddhism, and that there were no eunuchs or palace maids around, they noticed that everyone was close to their eyes and focused on Buddhism.
Sun Miaoqing quietly shifted her body, sat sideways on the ground, and rubbed her legs, which had suffered greatly, with a pained expression.
My legs hurt so much...
[But who exactly did this?! Yi Sou, Hua Pangpang, Sister Mei, Huan Huan, An Xiao Niao, or Consort Jing?]
[It couldn't possibly be Qi Erha, Li Pin, Xin Baji, or Cao Guiren, could it?]
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