Deadly Medical Concubine, Arrogant Second Miss

Chapter 149
"Ma'am, here comes the tea." Zhi Ran slowly walked over with a pot of tea.

Just as she put down the teapot, Zhiran saluted and planned to go out, but was stopped by Rong Qingli.

"Zhiran, stay here, I have something to tell you." Rong Qingli said, staring at Zhiran who refused to look up.

Zhi Ran paused for a moment, turned around and stood in front of Rong Qingli, still bowing her head firmly.

"Zhiran, I know you hate me, blame me for not saving Zao Wu's life, right?" Rong Qingli asked her warmly.

"The empress is a noble body, and these lowly lives of slaves and maidservants are life and death. How can you blame the empress's theory. If you want to blame it, blame Zaowu for his lack of thoughtfulness. He offends his upper body by himself, and asks the empress to mourn." Zhiran was angry. , but said such a thing.

"I can see how you treat me on weekdays. It's just that in this period, some things can't be controlled. Zhiran, do you understand the pressure and responsibility you have to suffer in this position?" Rong Qingli rubbed herself Teacup, never filled with tea.

"Your Majesty, we all see your good intentions. Don't mention the matter of Zawu after it's over... Your Majesty, drink tea." Zhiran reached out and picked up the teapot.

Rong Qingli covered her teacup with one hand, looked at Zhiran seriously and said, "Zhiran, would you like to do one more thing for me?"

"Madam, Zhiran's life is Madam's, and Madam will not dare not listen to what Zhiran says." Zhiran said this sincerely.Although Zhiran is indeed a little strange, Qingli actually killed Zaowu who had been serving her for so long, so what about in the future?If she made some mistakes herself, would she also suffer this kind of fate?
Zhi Ran couldn't help feeling a little chilly.

But Zhiran said earlier that her own life belongs to Rong Qingli, if she insists on dying by herself, she will have absolutely no complaints,

"After this matter is done, you can decide your own future, whether to stay in the palace or to go free outside the palace, that's up to you." Rong Qingli said in a very light tone, and Zhiran was almost tolerated. Qingli's words surprised her.

Do you want to go by yourself?
"Once the matter is over, if you are still willing to follow me, I will be very happy to keep you. If you don't want to live in fear in the palace anymore, I will let you go free."

Rong Qingli took away the hand covering the teacup, and left it to Zhiran to choose.

Zhiran was stunned for a moment, and after regaining consciousness, she still poured a cup of tea for Rong Qingli, and the sound of the tea touching the porcelain cup made Zhiran feel a little harsh.

"What do you want me to do?" Zhi Ran knew that she had to do this.

No matter whether you want to stay or go, this matter is a door opener. If things are not done properly, there is no room for choice.

Rong Qingli took a sip of tea, and began to tell Zhiran about her plan word by word.

Zhi Ran, with her head down, was crying while listening, she gritted her teeth and listened to Rong Qingli's thoughts, then knelt down with a "plop", "Your servant will definitely live up to your mother's expectations."

Rong Qingli nodded, leaned on the reclining chair and closed her eyes.

After Zhiran went out, Rong Qingli started coughing.

An Ling turned over and got off the beam, and closed the window of the room for Rong Qingli.

"It's going to be cold these days, so don't keep the windows open all the time." An Ling couldn't help but said.

"If the window is not open, I feel bored. It's getting more and more boring these days." Rong Qingli didn't open her eyes, pretending to take a nap.

Anling stared at Rong Qingli for a long time, sighed, and finally opened the door and walked out.

Song Wanzhen was planning to leave the Imperial Concubine Hall to take a walk in the Imperial Garden today, but before she had taken two steps, she heard some concubines gossip.She didn't intend to go over to listen, but when she heard the term "Great Concubine Empress", she couldn't help but took two steps.

The place where Song Wanzhen was located happened to be relatively hidden, and a big tree covered Song Wanzhen's figure.

"Gui..." The maid at the side was about to ask something but Song Wanzhen stopped her.

"I didn't expect that the imperial concubine would give her ideas to the empress. It's too cheap for someone like her to be a noble concubine." A delicate voice said dissatisfied.

"If she hadn't been with the emperor for so long, the emperor would not have named her a noble concubine. If it were me, maybe I would be promoted..." another woman said.

"Look at you... you are not as good as the imperial concubine. After all, the imperial concubine seems to be indifferent to world affairs, but she doesn't even let a maid go. Hey, it seems that those of us with low status should be more careful . " Song Wanzhen recognized this voice, it was Pang Meiren who had been fawning on her side all the time.

"It is said that the Empress's servant girl looks like a water spirit, and the Empress has been sad for many days because of this."

"That's right, such a kind person, Empress Empress, was harmed by such a woman..."

……

Before Song Wanzhen finished listening, her heart was already half cold.I haven't gone out for a long time, and I heard such rumors as soon as I went out, how could I not make Song Wanzhen feel cold.

"Ma'am, do you want me to clean them up?" the maid couldn't help but ask.

"And then?" Song Wanzhen looked at the maid coldly and asked.

"Then..." The servant girl couldn't speak, so she kept her mouth shut.

"Go back to the palace." Song Wanzhen spit out these two words and left here quickly.

Such news has already been spread in the harem, but the imperial concubine's hall seems to be isolated from the world, and they don't know anything.It was Song Wanzhen who went out and heard Cai and found out that this was the case.

"Your Majesty, you intend not to disturb the Empress Empress, but the Empress Empress has no intention of letting you go, do you want to..." The fifth son advised Song Wanzhen.

"I didn't expect Rong Qingli to have such a trick. To frame her? She can only do this." Song Wanzhen sneered.

"What does the imperial concubine mean?" Seeing Song Wanzhen's expression, Xiao Wuzi didn't seem too nervous, and it seemed that he had a countermeasure.

"Don't worry about it. Let her go." Song Wanzhen took the fan on one side and fanned it gently.

Rong Qingli here is also idle, reciting poems and painting with Ying Lan in the lotus pavilion.

"Mother, according to your order, the news has been distributed." Zhiran's expression was indifferent, very much like Rong Qingli's back then.

But now Rong Qingli is more calm and breezy, no matter what the expression is on her face, you will always only see indifference on her face.

"Is there still no movement from Song Wanzhen?" Rong Qingli put down the brush and turned to look at Zhiran.

"No." Zhiran replied.

(End of this chapter)