That night, Lady Nara asked Granny Liu, "Has Green Cloud gone?"
Granny Liu whispered, "I've gone. Gao Wuyong will be serving in the study today. I've made the arrangements. The master drank some wine today. If Luyun is smart, she'll definitely seize the opportunity."
“Her ambition tells me she will,” Nara said with a calm smile.
Ambitious and courageous, humble and subservient, flexible and adaptable, if she wins the master's favor, the Nian family will face a formidable rival.
"I'm going to rest now. Arrange for someone to clean up the Lotus Pavilion next to the Moon Pavilion," Nara instructed.
Granny Liu understood that if Green Cloud succeeded, then Lotus Pavilion would be her new residence. The Fujin's plan was ingenious; it would not only create a new rival for Consort Nian, but also make this newcomer annoy Consort Tong every day. It was a double kill.
Everything is ready; now it's up to Green Cloud.
Yinzhen drank a lot of wine with his third brother, the Crown Prince, during the day. By evening, his stomach was burning. He drank some hangover soup, but still felt uncomfortable.
At this moment, he remembered the porridge cooked in the Tong family's small kitchen, got up and called Gao Wuyong outside the door. Gao Wuyong led Luyun in.
"My lord, the Princess Consort has sent over some late-night snacks. Would you like some?"
Yinzhen paused slightly, then, as if thinking of something, sat back down in his chair and said in a cool voice, "Bring it here."
Gao Wuyong subtly gave a wink to Lüyun beside him, who lowered her head shyly and went into the study.
Today, Lvyun specially wore a light pink dress, the most popular style in Jiangnan this season, made of a light and thin fabric, which fluttered gracefully with her light steps.
Gao Wuyong and Lüyun walked to the desk. The food box was opened, and a pair of soft, white hands picked up a small celadon bowl and placed it on the table.
She picked up a spoon with her fingertips and gently stirred the soup in the bowl. A few red dates floated in the snow-white tremella, and a faint fragrance wafted from the soup, slowly dispersing into the air and wafting into her nose, making it exceptionally tempting.
Yinzhen waved his hand, picked up the bowl himself, finished eating in a few bites, put down the bowl, and seemed to want more. Green Cloud handed him a handkerchief.
He wiped his mouth and got up to stretch, but an unusual heat rose in his abdomen.
Intending to have Gao Wuyong refill his tea, Yinzhen glanced at the maid standing to the side out of the corner of his eye. When his gaze fell upon her specially made-up clothes, Yinzhen's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The growing desire in his abdomen reminded him that he had been tricked.
Green Cloud was completely unaware of the danger approaching. She looked expectantly at the man she admired beside her, her heart trembling with excitement at what was about to happen.
As the master's personal attendant, Gao Wuyong sensed something was wrong. He looked up slightly and saw his master glaring at him with a violent expression. The coldness in his eyes made him so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.
Oh no, I think I've discovered something.
Gao Wuyong wanted to slap himself for what he had done.
Filled with remorse, Eunuch Gao forced himself to stand up and asked, "Sir, is there anything you wish to instruct me to do?"
Yinzhen narrowed his eyes, his hands behind his back clenched into fists, and he cursed in a low voice, "You ignorant fool."
Perhaps the medicine was too strong; the veins on his forehead bulged, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he cursed before taking a heavy breath.
Yinzhen tried his best to hold back, and pointed at Lüyun, "Take her away and hand her over to the Fujin to be looked after. Order Su Peisheng to serve her. You, kneel properly in the courtyard for me."
He finished speaking almost through gritted teeth, then called for help. Two bodyguards appeared in the room. He whispered something, and the bodyguards carried him out of the study.
Green Cloud was stunned; why was it different from what she had expected?
Gao Wuyong dragged his weak legs, wiping away cold sweat as he pulled Lüyun outside.
That damned girl ruined her life.
Judging from the way he looks, there must be something wrong with the soup.
Gao Wuyong thought that the Fujin was just someone sent to serve the master, but he never expected that she would dare to put poison in the master's midnight snack in order to gain his favor.
Was all of this the wife's idea? Isn't this setting him up for trouble?
Gao Wuyong was on the verge of tears. He could only accept his fate and swallow this bitter pill since the woman had sent him.
In Wanyue Pavilion, Yiren, unable to resist her master's nagging, told him the news she had gathered. After that, Nan Yi just smiled, seemingly not taking it to heart.
“Master, why aren’t you in a hurry? Didn’t you say that Green Cloud is very annoying? If she becomes the master’s person and the mistress’s dog, you have offended her severely in the past. If she gains power, she will bite you every day.”
"No, your master promised me he wouldn't sleep with her. Besides, even if he did, with her humble origins, even if the Fujin (principal wife) favored her, she would only be a low-ranking concubine, not even a princess. She can't cause any trouble, don't worry."
"Aren't you sad?" Yiren asked.
Nan Yi looked up slowly, "I'm sorry your grandfather won't sleep. He's got legs, I can't stop him. At most, out of sight, out of mind. He's going to the other courtyard tomorrow."
She could only go to the other courtyard. That person had disappointed her countless times, until her heart was numb. No matter how sad things were, she couldn't feel sad anymore.
Because she knew that next time, he could do something even more disappointing to her.
If you don't have expectations, you won't be sad.
She wanted to think about what she could do after moving to the other house, as staying cooped up in the room every day was rather boring.
Yiren looked gloomy. "Lvyun is different. This woman is not simple. You shouldn't have let Master bring her back. I always feel that she will be a big problem."
"Let her be. The trouble is Fourth Master's trouble. If she dares to mess with me, don't you still have me? A self-taught expert, I'll leave it to you."
"Oh, Your Highness... Ah~ Greetings, Your Highness."
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