Empress Jinghua: The eunuch is nine thousand years old

Chapter 83 Concubine Lian "seriously ill"

The palace maid shook her head, lowered the wide hat on her head, and said in a low voice: "If there are other orders, the servant will come to inform the girl. The girl only needs to finish the matter that the empress is about to explain. Don't take it lightly. This matter is very important to the empress."

"I understand." Fuling felt a little heavy as she held the bottle of poison in her pocket.

The maid nodded to her, then looked up and looked around for a while, pulled off her wide hat and strode away, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Fu Ling closed the carved wooden window and sat back on the bed.The porcelain vase handed to her by the maid was stuck to her chest, she took it out and looked around.

I saw that the bottle was made of high-quality white glaze, without any impurities, probably because it was used to frame the noble concubine Yue, the bottom of the bottle was dyed with gold lacquer, making it look more precious.

Fu Ling thought back to the maid's words, and said silently: "Chronic poison, kills people invisible..."

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in her mind, it was Xia Zijin's haughty and disdainful figure, Fuling was holding the porcelain vase, and a voice in her head was shouting.

"If Princess Pearl is dead..."

Fu Ling boldly thought, Concubine Yue Guifei failed to kill Princess Mingzhu last time, so this time, could she use this coincidental poison to kill a serious worry without anyone noticing?
Such thoughts became more and more intense, Fu Ling bit her lip, got up from the bed, rummaged in the dressing cabinet for a while, picked out a blue and black porcelain bottle among the sundries, pulled out the stopper, and put the ordinary gold sore medicine inside. Dump.Then carefully pick out half of the poison in the white-glazed porcelain bottle with a fine needle, and put it into the green-black bottle.

Fu Ling held the blue and black porcelain vase, her heart throbbing with joy.

"With this poison...Princess Mingzhu will definitely die!" She smiled strangely, her thoughts drifted far away, as if she saw Xia Shengqing change her mind, as if she saw her always accompany Xia Zijin by his side.

It is always an unattainable dream.

It was the turn of spring, but it was still getting dark very quickly, and Huier, the second-class girl in Moshengyuan, was feeding milk for Minger in the room.

She scooped up the pure white and fragrant milk with a spoon and handed it to Ming'er, winking, coaxing Ming'er to grin and giggle, and then gently fed it into her mouth, with tenderness in her eyes .

"Ming'er, you have to grow up quickly, all the older sisters in the garden love you." Hui'er wiped the milk from the corner of Ming'er's mouth with a handkerchief, and poked Ming'er softly with her index finger. Huge face, as if you can't put it down.

Ming'er ate a few mouthfuls, then opened her small mouth and yawned a few times and became dazed. Hui'er smiled, carried her into the cradle and covered her with a quilt, and then went out with the bowl.

As she was walking towards the kitchen, Huier suddenly felt something flashing behind her. She looked around and found nothing abnormal, but she paid attention to it and walked slowly step by step.

I saw a figure hiding furtively in the corner of the wall, Hui'er saw it with a sharp eye, stooped up and grabbed the man's collar.

"Who are you, sneaking around here!" Hui'er shouted, clutching her hands tightly, for fear that she would run away.

The man coughed and said in a low voice, "Is it Miss Hui'er? I'm Fuling from Yikun Palace."

When Hui'er heard that it was from Concubine Yue's palace, she snorted, and refused to let go of the movements of her hands.

"What are you doing in Mosheng Garden? People from Yikun Palace are not welcome here!"

Fu Ling broke Hui'er's hand, adjusted her collar, and said arrogantly: "Don't be in a hurry to chase people away, I have a good job, Miss Hui'er, is she interested in doing it?"

Hui'er rolled her eyes and said, "What kind of errand can you have? Hmph, I don't want to do any errands. Get out quickly, or I'll call someone if you don't go out."

Unable to hold back, Fu Ling gritted her teeth and took out a 100 tael bank note from her sleeve pocket, swiped it in front of Hui'er, swayed it left and right, the stamped note shone brightly, making Huier a little confused measures.

"Who would have trouble with money? Miss Hui'er, do you think so?" Fu Ling said quietly, seeing that Hui'er's attitude of trying to drive her away just now seemed to have eased, and she felt a little bit more confident.

"It's not difficult for my lady to ask Miss Hui'er for help. You can do it easily. The 100 taels is just a deposit. After the matter is completed, I will give you this amount." After finishing speaking, Fu Ling stretched out a finger and gently Spit out three words, "1 taels."

Hui'er's eyes flickered, apparently in a daze for a while at the temptation of 1 taels of money.Fu Ling smiled knowingly, people are all the same when it comes to greed, Zhao Mama is like this, Huier will be like this too.Since she can use the guise of 1 taels to lure Madam Zhao to do things for her, she can naturally add a Huier like a gourd.

"How? Ms. Huier, do you want to do things for me?" Fu Ling approached her and asked quietly, "If Ms. Huier treats money like dung, then just assume that Ms. Ben didn't mention it, and naturally you can find someone else."

After speaking, Fu Ling made a gesture to leave, Hui'er let out a hey, grabbed Fu Ling's arm, bit her lips and said, "You...what do you want me to do?"

Fu Ling stopped her body with a smile, stuffed 100 taels into Huier's hand, and whispered in her ear for a whole time, her voice was low and bewitching.

Hearing Fuling's words clearly, Hui'er's body trembled, her eyes flickered, but she felt extremely hot while holding the banknote in her hand, and said falteringly: "This...I can't do this..."

Fu Ling held her shoulders and persuaded, "Why can't you do it? You are a second-class girl, you can come and go freely in the kitchen and other places, as long as you add this thing to Princess Pearl's meal, 1 taels of silver will be yours." It’s just that the tendons are loose, what’s the big deal? The imperial concubine just wants Princess Mingzhu to become weaker every day so that she doesn’t have the energy to fight against the empress.”

Fu Ling deliberately described the person who was going to administer the drug as Concubine Yue, and lied that the poison was just Ruanjinsan. She looked at Huier's hesitant expression with her eyes, and added another hint: "Don't even think about it, 1 taels of silver How long do you want to earn? Even if Princess Mingzhu loves her, can I give you 1 taels? You will be 21 this year, and in another year, you will be able to apply for leaving the palace to marry someone. If you have such a large sum of money Money, why don’t you worry about being a wealthy wife?”

Hui'er heard such a good thing, her heart was ups and downs, and her desire swelled like sea water, hitting the defense line in her heart.

"Whether it's better to be your own master or to be a good person for the rest of your life, Miss Hui'er doesn't know?" Fu Ling pursed her lips, staring at Hui'er's increasingly shaken expression, pressing the last straw.

Huier's eyelashes fluttered slightly, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, struggled for a long time, and finally nodded helplessly.

"That's a good deal, I'm only going to help you relax, and I will never do other things!" Hui'er was still worried about Xia Zijin. Xiaokui is usually valued by Xia Zijin, but she doesn't want to miss this opportunity to make a lot of money, so she is tormented.

"Deal." Fuling achieved her goal, and handed the green and black bottle to Huier, with a smile on her face, the vines in her heart grew wantonly.

"Ma'am, it's raining."

Xiaozhu, the maid beside Yue Jingan, looked at the raindrops as thin as cotton needles outside the lattice window, and felt a little joyful. She stretched out her hand to touch the thin strands of rain, and the cold water fell on her fingertips, causing a whole chill.

Yue Jing'an hummed softly, walked to the window, sniffed deeply the smell of water vapor and mud outside the window, and sighed softly.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil. This rain came in time, and it will also water this filthy land."

She stretched out her sleeves to cover her face and started coughing. When she looked carefully, her originally rosy face had turned pale and sickly, and her eyes were also blue-black.

"Your Majesty, you'd better go to bed and rest..." Xiao Zhu said, patting Yue Jing'an's back lightly. Even though she knew that Yue Jing'an's behavior was caused by taking the medicine that could show the symptoms of poisoning, she was still a little bit worry.

Yue Jing'an waved her hand and said, "It's just that it looks a little scary, I'm fine."

What she said was true. The medicine was invented by someone a hundred years ago for the purpose of feigning death. It can not only not harm the body, but also look the same as a terminally ill person. It can be said to be the ultimate god.

Yue Jing'an was from the previous dynasty, and she got this prescription by chance. This time, let's see how she uses it to treat Shui Yanran.

"The Emperor is here!"

Hearing a shout from the gate of Yuehua Palace, Yue Jingan calmed down slightly, and immediately took off her cloak, opened the brocade quilt and lay down under the quilt.Xiao Zhu also took advantage of the opportunity and brought over the medicine bowl that had been placed on the table for a long time, knelt down in front of Yue Jing'an's curtain, and squeezed out a few tears.

"Your Majesty... what's wrong with you... don't scare the slaves..."

Xiaozhu pretended to cry with a crying voice, and his voice reached the ears of Emperor Ming who was stepping into the room behind him.

Ming Shengdi frowned, walked quickly to the bed, looked at Yue Jing'an who was bloodless on the bed, covering her lips and coughing, and sat anxiously on the edge of the bed, stroking her forehead hair.

"What's wrong with my concubine?" Looking at Yue Jing'an's appearance, he seemed to be seriously ill, and he was both puzzled and worried.

It's just that we haven't seen each other for ten days, how did Yue Jing'an get sick like this?
"Your Majesty..." Yue Jing'an opened her eyes weakly, struggling to stand up and salute Ming Shengdi, but Ming Shengdi pressed her shoulders.

"My concubine is so weak, so there's no need to be polite. What's going on? She's so sick, why didn't she send someone to tell me about it?" Ming Shengdi lovingly held Yue Jing'an's slender hand, frowning road.

In recent days, Ming Shengdi has been busy soaking all the concubines in the palace. If Xia Shengqing hadn't deliberately revealed to Ming Shengdi that Yuehua Palace always went to the Imperial Hospital to prescribe precious medicinal materials, Ming Shengdi would not have thought about it. I came to Yuehua Palace to take a look, but I didn't want to see Yue Jing'an looking seriously ill.

(End of this chapter)