"Yi'er, be good, don't cry. Your crying is breaking my heart."
Yun Shao took the handkerchief from Zhao Jingyi's hand and gently wiped away her tears.
With reddened eyes, Zhao Jingyi asked in a soft voice, "Is what Your Highness said true?"
"It's true, when have I ever lied to Yi'er? My mother just rewarded me with a jade ruyi yesterday. I'll give it to Yi'er when she returns home." Yun Shao's eyes were full of tenderness as he hugged Zhao Jingyi in his arms.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingyi stopped crying. Receiving a gift personally bestowed by the Imperial Concubine would naturally elevate her status in the Prince's residence, freeing her from having to endure the Third Prince's wife's sour face every day.
She nestled in Yun Shao's arms, "Yi'er thanks Your Highness."
"Yi'er, there's no need for thanks between us." Yun Shao hugged her tighter. "Yi'er, how did you get that jade pendant? Were you hurt? I don't want you to get hurt for the sake of that jade pendant."
Zhao Jingyi felt a warmth in her heart. Her Highness had worked so hard to collect these five jade pendants for her brother's sake. Once her brother became the head of the Zhao family, she would have the Zhao family to rely on, and no one would dare to bully her again.
Zhao Jingyi hurriedly took out the jade pendant and handed it to Yun Shao, "Your Highness, Su Ruojin is quite sensible. She took the initiative to return the jade pendant to my grandfather, and I exchanged it for the jade pendant from the old place."
Yun Shao took the jade pendant and looked at Zhao Jingyi with affection. "My Yi'er is so clever. With this jade pendant, your brother can become the head of the Zhao family once the Zhao family treasury is opened. After the Empress's poetry gathering, we will head to the Zhao family ancestral home."
"I will follow Your Highness's arrangements."
Zhao Jingyi's voice was charming, her face flushed, and she looked at Yun Shao with anticipation.
Yun Shao understood what she meant, but he wasn't in the mood for it right now. He comforted her, saying, "Yi'er, it's not good to stay in the Zhao residence. When you return to the Prince's residence, I'll stay with you every night and help you get pregnant with our child as soon as possible, okay?"
Zhao Jingyi was somewhat disappointed. She had been in the Prince's mansion for some time but had not been able to conceive. She really didn't want to miss any opportunity.
Having a child gives her more leverage to fight for the position she wants.
But now that Yun Shao has said so, she can only nod and say, "Yi'er understands."
Yun Shao chatted with Zhao Jingyi for a while longer before leaving.
As soon as Yun Shao stepped out of the Zhao residence, his face immediately darkened.
A poetry gathering?
He will never let the Empress have her way!
After Yun Shao left, Zhao Jingyi put away her resentful expression and had someone summon Butler Lu.
She wasn't as heartbroken as she had been about not being able to return to the prince's residence today, since staying at the Zhao residence would make it easier for her to get rid of Su Ruojin.
"Butler Lu, how are the preparations for the things I asked you to do going?"
Steward Lu's face turned pale, and he hesitated before speaking, "Consort, I had someone obtain the Netherworld Powder from the Great Chu Heavenly Medicine Pavilion. Just a tiny bit of it will cause bleeding from all seven orifices, and there is no cure."
"Oh, you actually managed to get your hands on poisons from the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion, Steward Lu. It seems you do have some skill."
The poisons developed by Tianyi Pavilion are never sold on the market, but doctors with a certain reputation can apply for them free of charge to develop antidotes and improve their medical skills.
However, if a doctor uses the poison he has applied for to harm others, and the Heavenly Physician Pavilion finds out, the doctor will be made to test the poison on himself.
If the doctor himself can cure the poison and save himself and the poisoned person, then the matter can be dropped.
If the poison cannot be cured, the doctor will have to suffer the consequences of dying from the poison.
The poisons developed by the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion produce various strange symptoms when they take effect. Apart from the people of the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion, no one can make or cure many of these poisons.
Out of curiosity, many doctors would apply for a copy to study, but none of them dared to circulate it.
Zhao Jingyi's lips curled slightly: "Su Ruojin, you can escape the Bloodfang Ring Serpent, but do you think you can escape the poison of the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion?"
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