Chapter 10, The Cold Palace

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The palace maids were puzzled and did not dare to ask further. They bowed respectfully to her in acknowledgment of the imperial decree, stepped aside, and departed.

Since you are awake, get up. The wounds on your face still need to be treated with medicine

She is not a person who perseveres relentlessly, yet she is not one to give up easily. While others may have their clever strategies, she possesses her own means to overcome obstacles; she simply does not believe that she cannot meet the mysterious Lady Tong.

The banyan tree in the courtyard remains lush, but she no longer has to stand by the well waiting

Your Highness, would you be willing to speak with this humble servant about the late Empress Dowager...

"Do you think that by saying this, I will yield?" Gently caressing the cup in her hand, Tongjia Shiqizhen stared at her, smiling mockingly

Is the medicine ready

Qiu Jing stared blankly upward, a complex expression crossing her eyes

Originally, those who were exiled to the cold palace should not have been entitled to court rations. However, since most of the residents here were concubines from the late emperor's era, the Empress Dowager, being kind-hearted and compassionate, made many exceptions to the rules. Even the newly arrived Dong Fuxi and Jing Ning were granted this special amnesty.

Unexpectedly, in the cold palace, this Xia Zhu, who will she belong to now...

He has never given her a way out

In the winter desert, upon hearing the words, she gently raised her eyes, meeting Jing Ning's gaze, which was as calm and clear as ever.

The evening glow, enchanting and elusive, gently cascaded over his bright yellow brocade robe, shimmering with a dazzling white hue. She gazed at him quietly, offering no resistance, listening and yielding, tilting her face, yet indifferent to her own appearance at this moment, with a face marred by bloodstains, swollen cheeks, and an already grotesque visage.

Not only did she refuse to meet, but she also issued an eviction order. Jingning rubbed her hands together, coming back several times, and even she was moved by her own persistence. However, this Lady Tong was truly impervious, keeping others at bay.

Why has Lord Bai come?

Jingning obediently accepted it, then tilted her head back and drank the bitter medicinal soup in one gulp

Your Majesty

The low and gentle voice of a woman, standing by the bed and reporting softly, belonged to Qiu Jing. Jing Ning heard it clearly in her ears, yet her thoughts gradually drifted far away.

The bright sunlight streamed in at an angle, perfectly illuminating the agate ring, which displayed a crimson hue with a hint of green, creating a subtle halo of light.

"What exactly are you scheming by approaching the Fu Wang Pavilion and getting close to me?" She spoke in a calm voice, looking at her with a mix of belief and skepticism

"Rise, there is no need for excessive formalities," she said, waving her hand at her.

Just a few days ago, she was a graceful and delicate beauty, yet in the span of merely two days, she has fallen to such a state. Jing Ning furrowed her brows and quietly asked Xia Zhu beside her, "Has no one from the Ministry of Internal Affairs come? How could it be like this? What about the Imperial Medical Institute and the Imperial Pharmacy?"

Whether it is intimidation or framing, it is feared that within half a day, rumors will abound in the imperial harem. The saying goes, "a multitude of voices can tarnish gold, and accumulated slander can destroy bones." Even if the Empress turns a blind eye, the Empress Dowager and the other concubines will not let her off so easily

The embroidered shoe soles were still stained with muddy, oil-green grass juice, but the cluster of umbrella-shaped wild grass in the corner had already been trampled to pieces. Jingning gently lifted her gaze and, at the moment she stepped out of the porch, cast a meaningful glance at her.

Still have not seen it

The evening glow at the horizon is resplendent and rosy

Having said that, she took out a small agate ring from her sleeve, holding it between both hands, and with a smile that was neither fully a smile nor a frown, she cast a glance at Jingning, saying, "This thing, you must have put it in the share, right"

Beijing's Wusi, adjacent to the northeast corner tower of the Forbidden City, is home to the most remote palace among them, the Jingqi Pavilion, as it is the farthest from the central palace and seldom visited on ordinary days. The personnel from the Imperial Household Department do not come here, the courtyard walls have already fallen into disrepair, and the interior is simple. However, it is spacious and quiet, preventing it from being too desolate

Jing Ning felt a chill in her heart, yet she slightly curled her lips, revealing a trace of a bitter smile

Suffering is merely temporary; as long as she can endure loneliness and withstand desolation

The sky outside gradually became overcast

Whether it is hatred or resentment, Sister Fu only needs to remember that suffering is merely temporary; as long as one can endure the desolation and withstand the loneliness, there will come a day when Sister will surely achieve her wishes... Her gaze was resolute, and from the depths of her eyes emanated a reassuring strength.

With a firm grip, Tongjiashi Qizhen gazed steadily at her and asked, "Who gave you this?"

Then I shall take my leave first

Autumn is quiet, sending off Lord Bai

On the sixth day of October, the palace attendants from the Imperial Wardrobe Bureau came to the Northern Five Courtyard to deliver the daily provisions

Blocked again?

Sun Rong lowered her head to glance at the heavy three-tiered food box, then raised her gaze to meet Jing Ning's seemingly harmless smile. She sighed, feeling truly at a loss with her, "Then please wait a moment, Ning Pin..."

In the wind, a dry scent drifts, mingling with the damp humidity, becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish. Tilting my head slightly, I find a cluster of wild grass growing in the corner, its umbrella-like flowers opening up one by one, reminiscent of the oiled paper umbrellas under the misty rain of Jiangnan.

"Forget it, if you are unwilling to speak, I will not ask further," Dong Fuxi averted her gaze, one hand resting on her slightly protruding abdomen, while the other stirred the lotus seed soup in the bowl with a spoon. "However, I must remind you once again, this place is not like others. For us palace servants who have lost our ranks, it is not difficult to endure; yet, it is also not easy. We must remain vigilant about what should and should not be done..."

As for the injury on Ning Guipin's face, with dressing changes three times a day and proper care, it should not leave a scar after one month... Hu Deqing's voice remained low, but the person sitting by the bed waved his hand, signaling him to withdraw first

"Your Highnesses, I can only offer a stick of incense morning and evening, praying for the two of you to enjoy long-lasting blessings..." She spoke gently, yet still tugged at the corner of her lips, slightly raising a knowing smile.

When Dongmo went to the Imperial Pharmacy to fetch medicine again, it was at noon the following day. Upon returning, he was followed by a man in a fifth-rank official robe, who was hunched over, with his head bowed and eyes downcast, holding two tightly bundled medicine packets in his hand

The gaze was a pair of deep and clear black eyes, resembling a cold pool shrouded in mist, faintly dark like ink, with still waters flowing deep. At the bottom of the eyes, there was a hint of amusement, as they looked at her with a light smile.

However

Today, she wore the simplest of tunics, in a faded color, complementing her plain topknot, without even a hairpin to add a touch of color. Her brows were elegantly arched; though plain, her appearance was conventional, perfectly in line with the attire of a woman in a cold palace.

At the end of summer, a gentle breeze warmed the air, and the intense sunlight shone directly on the ground, casting a faint halo over the leaves. Jingning stood on tiptoe, lowering her head to count the fallen leaves by the courtyard, and she did not know how long she had been counting when the door to the dormitory creaked open with a "squeak".

Only this Tongjia clan's Qi Zhen was brought in under the decree of the Empress Dowager after the death of the late Emperor.

Jingning's gaze fell upon Tongjiashi Qizhen's slightly reddened fingers. After a moment, she raised her head to look at her, her cherry lips parted slightly, uttering a phrase as faint as light smoke

Sure, at that time, I will also benefit from my sister's glory!" Jing Ning said casually with a smile, but in her slightly squinted beautiful clear eyes, there was a fleeting glimmer of brilliance...

Tongjia Shiqizhen gently lifted her eyelids, "What would you like to know..."

In the bedroom, only Jing Ning was present, as he carefully unwrapped the medicine packets on the table, sifting through the complex assortment of herbs, and from within, he extracted a tightly wrapped piece of cloth.

The door has always been open

She understands perfectly well what she means! The reason for her initial concealment of the matter regarding the pulse of joy was not only due to the lack of evidence but also out of fear of the pervasive conspiracies and schemes within the harem

The Emperor's meaning, this humble servant understands, this humble servant is not wronged

Jingning gently raised her eyes, looking at the serene and silent beautiful girl before her. When did she start to take matters into her own hands...

Accompanying her into Jingqi Pavilion were Qiu Jing and Dong Mo. Chun Qian and Xia Nong remained in Changchun Palace, but they had gone to Suishou Hall to "serve" Noble Consort Hui, partly to facilitate timely assistance if needed, and partly to reassure the Empress.

On the 4th of October, Qiu Jing went to the imperial pharmacy to fetch medicine for Jing Ning

The last rays of the setting sun quietly cast their glow upon the unevenly tall flower trees outside the courtyard, with subtle fragrances and scattered shadows, bringing a delightful and tranquil aroma to the entire yard

In my ears, a voice that seemed to smile yet not quite smiled suddenly arose, three parts concern, three parts mockery, lazily teasing, like the rippling of spring water.

Between the Empress and the Imperial Noble Consort, where is the true heartfelt plea for her

Jingning pressed her lips together, "It would still be troublesome for Granny Sun to speak on this matter again. Today, I specially brought some snacks, which took me an entire afternoon to prepare..."

What she said was a fact, although to Dong Fuxi, it always carried a slightly different flavor, yet she did not care much about it; when it reached her ears, it was simply met with a smile and dismissed.

She is very envious

Her nostrils tinged with a hint of acidity, she slowly turned her head away, leaning against the edge of the bed, concealing her eyes that shimmered with a crystalline glimmer from his view

A hint of bitterness, a touch of helplessness, yet seemingly infused with three parts of indulgence and tenderness

Returning to the master, Xia Zhu came by yesterday and mentioned that the noble lady has not been feeling well these past couple of days. At that time, the master was not present, and I took the liberty to send her away first...

The people at the Imperial Pharmacy are quite astute, specially preparing the medicine for someone to pick up. Next time you go to collect the medicine, ask if they have anything for calming the mind, and request a dose. I have been unable to sleep soundly these past few days. " Jing Ning said casually while wiping his hands with a towel.

To put it bluntly, she is simply faint from hunger, yet the old man in the courtyard actually came up with a diagnosis filled with phrases like "anxiety and stagnation of qi," which sounds quite esoteric. Essentially, he is saying that she is suffering from depression and distress, and is physically weak and ill.

This time, no one supported her

To provoke her with resentment, to give her hope, to give her life, is merely to ensure that she lives longer. She understands her too well; she is stubborn and vengeful, yet also tenacious to the core. Since she understands, she will undoubtedly persist.

During the past month at Jingqi Pavilion, Jingning has visited every imperial concubine and noble lady who has come here, observing them with a cold eye. Most of them have long been mad and lost their sanity.

Sister Fu, do you really want to come up with this Jingqi Pavilion?" She looked at her and suddenly smiled mischievously

Watching the water slowly sink into the soil, Tongjiashi Qizhen set down the copper kettle, turned to look at her, and a hint of profound meaning accompanied her aloof smile, "Why must you be so modest? In my opinion, you are not only of exquisite character and intelligence, but... you are also quite considerate!"

Jingning walked over slowly and bowed to her respectfully

For a month, she has been trying every possible means to get close to the Fuwang Pavilion and approach the Tong Taifei, not merely to curry favor, but also because she has the closest connection to the people from back then

So soon, do you want to send her away...

After today, I fear that I shall once again let you down

What is it like? Fierce on the outside but weak on the inside, yet you insist on putting on a tough front. Dong Fuxi's hands are clenched tightly in her sleeves, her throat choked with emotion, yet her tone remains sharp and ruthless. "The emperor's favor is no more, but I still have offspring; and you? You have nothing. Once you lose favor, your life becomes a misery, and you are nothing but a lowly person... That day in the Sikun Palace, I already said you would face retribution. Do you see it now? This is the retribution..." The emperor's favor is no more, but I still have offspring; and you? You have nothing. Once you lose favor, your life becomes a misery, and you are nothing but a lowly person... That day in the Sikun Palace, I already said you would face retribution. Do you see it now? This is the retribution...

The person who arrived was Bai Qi, a fifth-rank court procurer from the Imperial Pharmacy. Jing Ning quickly rose to his feet and greeted him with a smiling face

Rumors in the palace suggest that the Empress Dowager Tongjia is of a solitary and aloof temperament, rarely venturing out. Due to her noble lineage, even the arrogant servants of the Imperial Household Department treat her with deference, never daring to substitute inferior goods for her provisions. Upon this observation, it is evident that she truly looks down on everyone.

Attempting to pry open her mouth, to show goodwill or weakness, is likely futile. The so-called probing and intimidation can be expressed in harsh words or through a slow, steady approach, gradually eroding the opponent's mindset. This tactic of feigned capture and release is something she has experienced extensively, and at this moment, applying it to Tongjia Shiqizhen feels remarkably effortless.

With the emphasis at the end, she spoke slowly and deliberately, her words shrouded in mystery. Dong Fuxi squinted his eyes and looked at her coldly, "What do you mean..."

The weather at the end of August remains sultry, with a gentle breeze bringing warmth and filling the courtyard with a light and delicate floral fragrance

At this moment, Dong Fuxi suddenly turned around and fixed her gaze on Jing Ning, staring intently, with two parts suspicion, three parts bewilderment, her expression shifting unpredictably, oscillating between light and shadow

"Isn't Lady Ke Fu Gui exiled? Whether she can leave this Jingqi Pavilion is still uncertain. Why is the master so anxious?" Dong Mo, being straightforward, thought to ask and simply did so

Who allowed you to come in? Get out... get out! Dong Fuxi, with disheveled hair and a face full of grime, was frantically throwing whatever she could reach as if something had happened.

Though she did not speak of it and did not think about it, she believed that she did not care. Yet at this moment, she realized that what she called dismissing grievances was merely self-deception.

Why would it be given to you? The emphasis is at the end, filled with suspicion.

Their eyes met; she looked at her, and she was also looking at her.

One of the palace maids timidly stepped forward, "This is what the servant has in hand."

Time passed little by little until dusk approached, and a vibrant and brilliant glow appeared on the horizon. Outside Jingqi Pavilion, a faint sound of footsteps was suddenly heard.

Upon exiting the Yihe Pavilion, before they could enter the Fuwang Pavilion, they were intercepted by an approaching individual

Tongjia Shi Qizhen tightly grasped the teacup, holding it firmly, even as the scalding hot water spilled onto her hand, she remained completely unaware.

He is the Emperor, exalted as the supreme ruler, yet he is still bound hand and foot by the petty intrigues of the palace, in which there is truly an overwhelming sense of helplessness

"I truly trouble you, Doctor Bai," Jing Ning said with a slight smile, her delicate fingers gently tapping on the table. "I have been experiencing frequent headaches and night sweats lately. I wonder if there is any medicine that could alleviate these symptoms?"

The winter desert was slightly taken aback, "My lord, that noble lady has already sent away all the imperial physicians who came to inquire about the illness..."

I also remember, that was a grace bestowed by His Majesty..." She lightly bit her crimson lips, her eyes reflecting a hint of subtle bitterness

The fall from grace was originally innocent, but it became entangled in the intrigues of the concubines. Even though there was reluctance in her heart, she could not avoid being ensnared and threatened. She acted against her, perhaps out of helplessness, or perhaps it was intentional. Yet, she does not blame her. After all, it was she who ultimately took her place, and this debt shall be repaid now.

After a while, he picked up the exquisite medicine bottle beside him, dipped a little, and carefully applied it to her wound, gently and attentively, his movements skilled, as if he had handled it many times before

The truth about his biological mother, Empress Dowager Cihe, of the Tongjia clan, who passed away with lingering resentment.

Qiu Jing walked over, reached out to flip through the jewelry and clothing in the tray, and then carefully examined the texture of those items. After a while, seemingly casually, she asked: "Are those gifts for Lady Tong?"

Sister Fu, why deceive yourself? Take a good look here, this is Jingqi Pavilion, no longer the splendid Yan Hong Hall of the past; now look at yourself, disheveled and in decline, where is the appearance of a noble person... So, even now, do you still dream of soaring to the branches?

In that moment, Jingning forced a smile, suddenly feeling a kind of awkwardness deep within that she did not know how to confront

As she spoke, she instinctively clutched Jing Ning's shoulder tightly, her slender nails piercing through the thin fabric, digging into her flesh, causing blood to seep out. Yet Jing Ning seemed oblivious to the pain, gently caressing her hand, curling her lips into a smile, "Then remember this feeling, rely on it, and live well..."

Tongjia looked at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, her eyes shadowed by a strange and bright glimmer. "You truly have great courage. Do you know that if others were to find out you were inquiring about such matters, you might have the life to ask, but not the life to hear the answers..."

No matter how many calculations she made, she never expected to be framed and ultimately cast into the cold palace

Despite being relegated to the cold palace, the personnel from the imperial pharmacy still come once a day to deliver medicine, with attentive and considerate service, never showing any signs of neglect, likely due to the instructions from Li Dequan

During the reign of the late emperor, it is said that he had a vast harem of three thousand beauties, yet he was solely devoted to one consort, Dong Efei. Although he never dismissed the other concubines, there certainly were not three thousand beautiful women in his palace. Just like now, among those residing in the Northern Five, apart from a few senior imperial consorts, there is only the recently entered noble lady, Fu Guiren.

She certainly will not believe it

In the hollowed copper incense burner, soothing incense is burning, with smoke swirling and filling the room with a pleasant fragrance; he gazes at her in silence, and suddenly, as if a sigh as faint as a wisp of smoke gently slips from her thin lips.

Does it still hurt

Holding a token bestowed by the imperial court, Qiu Jing looked at them with a serious and composed demeanor, stating: "According to the decree of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, a check is required before entering the Symbolic Viewing Pavilion as per the established protocol."

The Dowager is a wise person, and this humble servant does not wish to beat around the bush. Although the events of the past have long since passed, there are always those who remain preoccupied with them, such as... She left her words hanging, yet had said all that needed to be said. It seems that the Dowager Tong is a person of understanding

Dong Fuxi listened to the words, raising her head in resentment, her deep-set eyes flashing with uncontrollable anger. Yet in the next moment, she suddenly froze. She stared intently at the garment draped over her, fixating on it, and after a while, she suddenly burst into loud laughter

By the intricately carved window frame stands a slender figure, holding a copper pot, meticulously watering the flowers and plants

The dimly lit east wing's ear room, connected to the dampness, was increasingly filled with a strong musty odor. Dong Fuxi's maniacal laughter echoed in the empty room, as if shrouded in mist, enveloping the space in a layer of eerie haze

Dong Fuxi's expression was complex as he stared at her in a daze, and even after she finally took her leave, that sentence continued to echo in his mind

Nothing can escape the eyes of Her Highness the Empress Dowager ... ... This humble servant truly admires ... ...

Moving slowly, Jingning walked over gracefully, her coarse cloth robe unable to conceal her exquisite and beautiful figure. "Why must you be so hard on yourself? Your body belongs to you; if you get upset, no one will care..."

Jing Ning smiled and shook her head, "It's not that simple. The Emperor specifically arranged for us to be placed in the side hall of the eastern wing to take care of Noble Consort Fu and her child. Otherwise, in this vast Jingqi Pavilion and the expansive Northern Five Courtyards, following the style of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which prefers to avoid unnecessary complications, there would be no need to bring two adversaries together... Let's get ready, we should head over there now..."

His thin lips curled slightly, revealing a charming smile. He spoke as he extended his long, fair hand to lift her injured chin, examining it closely, his dark eyes filled with a gentle focus.

She was originally a person of the Niuhulu Imperial Concubine.

As soon as Sun Rong saw her, there was not a trace of expression on her wrinkled face, yet the stiff corners of her eyes still twitched, "Ning Master, it is you again..."

The harem has already reached a balance; she is also temporarily of no use.

On the side, Dong Fuxi said in confusion: "Without the diagnosis of the imperial physician, you let the people from the imperial pharmacy prescribe medicine, aren't you afraid of using the wrong medicinal materials"

When one's life and fortune are no longer in one's own hands, all that can be done is to obey orders. From the moment I entered Jingqi Pavilion, this path leading to an unfathomable abyss, a path that may very well lead to irreversible ruin, could only be walked forward in solitary perseverance.

Everything is brand new, and the shares remain unchanged as usual. However, the palace silk has been replaced with cloud satin, and the cloud satin has been exchanged for cotton satin. Some of the silverware and jewelry, which are insufficient in weight, have even begun to show a snowy white hue, revealing them to be old items that have been discarded. It is evident that when she first entered the cold palace, these palace servants were already bullying her in this manner, and it is uncertain how many more items will be swapped out in the future

Sun Rong walked over slowly, stopping at a short distance away, cupping her hands in salute, her expression filled with respect

She gently closed the door and walked slowly in front of Tongjia Shiqizhen, bending down to her and softly saying: "How could it be unnecessary? After all, the Empress Dowager still cares, doesn't she? Otherwise, how could a mere small ring prompt someone as reclusive as you to summon this humble servant here?"

Yesterday, she was indeed not present, as she was shuttling between the Sakan Palace and the Chengqian Palace. However, at that time, Qiu Jing was always by her side, never leaving her for a moment. When Xia Zhu came to report, she was unaware, yet she was fully aware.

She spoke in a sorrowful tone, yet inadvertently, she slightly raised her eyes, cautiously observing his expression.

She held a delicate red lacquer tray in her hand, on which was a porcelain bowl filled with a dark medicinal liquid

Tongjia Shiqizhen gradually poured the water from the copper kettle among the flowers and trees, her expression serene, and every gesture exuded elegance. "I have long heard that a palace maid of exceptional grace and virtue has arrived at the Fifth Institute in the North. Not only is she considerate towards the servants, but she also shows extra care for us older imperial concubines and noble ladies. Upon this first meeting, she truly possesses a unique charm..."

She narrowed her phoenix-like eyes and glared at her, a hint of dangerous sharpness gleaming in her gaze. "Empress Dowager Cihe has long passed away ten years ago, how could she have entrusted anything to you? You speak so recklessly, do you still have any regard for me or the ancestral rites and laws?"

Fainting was merely due to her getting up early, not having eaten, and running around with an empty stomach, which led to her physical exhaustion

If at this moment, Sister Fu had not been relegated to the cold palace, given the temperament of the Empress, even if the child in Sister's womb could be born safely, it would be difficult to ensure that it would not meet an early demise like the other princes... Therefore, since this is a method that serves two purposes, why not take advantage of it!

Yet they have all been sent to the Chengxi Hall, assigned to be by her side. One can imagine that they are just like her, being utilized by him, merely dispensable pawns. However, while she is rewarded for her service, they can only serve as maidservants. Wouldn't Qiu Jing and Dong Mo feel jealousy and resentment in their hearts?

A faint and gentle sound, standing in the porch with hands clasped, yet wearing a face full of intriguing expression, like a beam of dazzling light, piercing directly into the dark and deep eyes of Tongjiashi Qizhen.

That poison, discovered in time, she is willing to let her off the hook

She was filled with resentment and anger, but gradually, she began to feel a sense of relief. Being in Jingqi Pavilion, the intense and scrutinizing gazes of the crowd became less pronounced, more diluted. For, one must ask, who would pay extra attention to a woman in a cold palace?

His voice was gentle and faint, like the rich morning light shrouded in mist, carrying a hint of distant intimacy. Jingning stared blankly upward, and that night of deep affection, locked away in her memory, suddenly came alive in her mind.

To endure decades of hardship in a cold palace while remaining content and composed is certainly not the trait of an ordinary person. The woman before me, who is in her mid-forties, is indeed an extraordinary individual

When Jingning came to visit, it coincided with the palace servants from the Internal Affairs Office delivering lunch. As soon as he stepped into the porch, he saw the palace attendant standing at the entrance, as steadfast as a deity.

In the twelfth year of the Kangxi reign, the late Emperor passed away, and then, merely four months later, Empress Dowager Cihe also passed away... The Grand Dowager Empress was the biological sister of the late Empress Dowager and a witness to a series of events from that time. Might she enlighten this humble concubine... She spoke in a gentle tone, as if recounting an utterly ordinary fact.

In the twelfth year of the Kangxi reign, in the month of September, there was nothing happening in the Cold Palace

Jingning smiled nonchalantly, "Isn't it me again? Is Lady Tong here?"

The Fu Wang Pavilion and the Jing Qi Pavilion are not close to each other. Following the crimson palace walls and walking for less than half a tea's worth of time, I arrived at the familiar two courtyards.

"You, how can you be so ungrateful!" Dong Mo glared, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a cold brilliance, yet it was clear she was sulking.

He gazed deeply at her, his dark eyes profound and tranquil, like the moonlight beneath the shattered ice of a deep pool, quiet and sorrowful, in that gaze lay an abundance of unspoken and unfathomable meanings

Jingning shook her head and smiled lightly, "It's just some prices after all; it doesn't matter since I won't be using them anyway. Why bother arguing with them."

Such an arrogant yet compassionate demeanor, even in the depths of despair, would undoubtedly infuriate her. Upon witnessing this, Dong Fuxi abruptly threw off the quilt and got out of bed, but the sudden movement caused her to feel dizzy, and she stumbled, immediately falling to the ground

In the midst of such a wild and fierce gaze, Jing Ning gently bent down, looking at her with an incredulous expression, three parts sighing and three parts mocking, "How on earth have you survived in the harem... I may have indeed entered the cold palace, but what are you so proud of? Aren't you here as well..."

"I fear it is not that there is no time to speak, but rather that one simply does not wish to speak!" Lowering her gaze slowly, she gently turned the jade bracelet in her hand, her eyes reflecting a hint of gentle understanding.

She continued to splash water on her face, deliberately avoiding the thoughtful gaze of Dong Fuxi.

Her gaze, cold as the frost and snow of a frigid December day, seemed to smile yet did not, containing a depth and sharpness that revealed an understanding of everything. In the moment their eyes met, Dong Fuxi was momentarily stunned, and the sudden chill that arose in her heart caused her to hurriedly avert her eyes.

On leisurely days, Jingning had visited Fuwang Pavilion multiple times, but each time he was turned away at the door due to the host's ill health

For instance, the noble Consort Tong, who resides in the west wing of the Fu Wang Pavilion, is the biological aunt of the current Empress Chun and also a half-sister of the Emperor's biological mother, yet she remains confined in the cold palace, without any hope of release

The so-called "openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the chasm"

Only fate binds us, yet there is no intention...

Jing Ning smiled faintly, stood up, and said leisurely: "It should be me, as a junior, who visits Lady Tong, how could I trouble her elder self, and trouble Granny Sun to lead the way!"

Narrowing her eyes, Jing Ning smiled faintly, walked over to the incense burner, lifted the intricately carved copper lid, and placed the scrap of cloth into the embers, watching it burn away bit by bit

Whether or not there are records in history, or whether the imperial physician has taken leave from the palace, even if there is no evidence at all, everyone knows in their hearts that the child in the womb of Noble Consort Fu is a genuine royal bloodline, pure and noble. Even if she were to be relegated to the cold palace, no one would dare to treat her with disrespect

The matter of the cooling medicine is imperative, and she must find someone to take on the responsibility. The reason for choosing Dong Fuxi is merely a stopgap measure, both to protect the child in her womb and to avoid drawing attention, allowing her to navigate through this difficult period.

Master, here is the medication for the blessed master for three days

And after the fall, returned to the Changqian Palace, to the place of Noble Consort Niuhulu.

The makeup has completely worn off; the face is covered in grease and tear stains

Qiu Jing turned her gaze, glared at her, and reproached softly: "The master did not blame you, do not meddle in matters that do not concern you"

Jingning's heart suddenly tightened, and she blankly raised her eyes. What met her gaze was still that pair of calm and serene eyes, deep and tranquil, containing a hint of something she could neither understand nor fathom.

The hand holding the bronze kettle suddenly stiffened, and Tongjia Shi Qizhen abruptly turned around, but that hand could not be withdrawn in time, causing the kettle to fall. With a loud "clang," the water inside the kettle splashed all over the ground

It is merely a longing that has turned into a malady, hoping for the emperor's favor. This Hu Deqing claims to be troubled, which must reflect the inherent sentiments of the concubines.

Jingning, while speaking, gently caressed the clusters of delicate and lovely flowers in the flower plate, and casually, almost imperceptibly, crushed the low-growing umbrella-shaped weeds in the corner with her foot

"The medicine is indeed bitter, and besides, I am not that delicate..." After saying this, she stood up and wiped her hands with a handkerchief, "I understand your intentions, but to take a step back, she is carrying the offspring of a dragon. If anything were to go wrong, no one would be able to bear the consequences."

In the palace, the weak wait for opportunities; the strong create opportunities

The palace maids of the Imperial Garment Bureau exchanged glances, yet they did not dare to neglect her and could only present the tray in their hands

Jing Ning sat upright on the soft mat made of cotton and coarse cloth. Upon seeing the figure appear in the doorway, she suddenly smiled, held the teacup, and slowly took a sip, remaining still and silent

You, why do you want to help me

Jingning slightly curled her lips, "Rest assured, it won't happen again in the future..."

The person raised their head thoughtfully, and after a while, slowly said: "If it is night sweats, then it will require an additional prescription to effectively treat it..."

Old Lady Sun still wore a stern expression, her face devoid of emotion. "Ning Mistress, my master has acknowledged your good intentions, but as we are all now in the cold palace, we are living a quiet life and it is truly inappropriate to meet outsiders. Please take your leave."

Over there, Dong Fuxi lowered her head with a heavy heart, remaining silent, yet within, her emotions surged like a tide.

"My lord, please do not blame Qiu. Qiu only feels that you treat Lady Fu quite well, yet she does not appreciate it. Now that we are both residing in the cold palace, it is truly inappropriate for you to concern yourself with her..." Before the person arrived, the voice had already been heard. As soon as Dong Mo stepped over the threshold, he hurriedly defended Qiu Jing.

Jingning smiled and said, "There is no rush. If Master Bai has prepared the medicine, I will have the maid go fetch it..."

Several attempts to pay a visit were thwarted at the door, but this time the other party took the initiative to come forward, and she remained surprisingly calm. It seems that those who take the initiative do not reap the rewards; occasionally enjoying such attentiveness feels quite pleasant.

Indeed, she came prepared, did she not

"You need not flatter me, I have grown old and lack both the experience and the inclination to engage in any games of feigned pursuit with you. This thing, you may as well take it back!" As she spoke, she placed the ring in her hand with a sharp sound onto the flower stand in front of her, and the once smiling phoenix-like eyes were now tinged with a hint of impatience.

Doctor Chen ... ? ... Which Doctor Chen ? The only doctor in the Imperial Medical Institute with the surname Chen, has he not already "taken leave" from the palace ?

Fu Wang Pavilion is located at the easternmost side of the Northern Five Courtyards. Unlike the desolation of Jingqi Pavilion, Fu Wang Pavilion is exceedingly magnificent, especially the west wing where Lady Tong resides. The layout consists of two courtyards, with square bricks supporting the roof in the inner chamber, adorned with flowering trees and pavilions. If it were not for the fact that few people visit regularly, it would be indistinguishable from the sleeping quarters of the Eastern and Western Six Palaces.

How dare she make light of a deceased person, she must not want to live!

In the spacious courtyard, there is a well, and beside the well stands a lush banyan tree

However, whether she can regain favor is not important; what matters is that she can safely give birth to the child. By that time, perhaps through the love between parent and child, the spring breeze will thaw her heart, alleviating the deep sorrow and resentment within her.

However, her "deep affection" did not elicit his profound feelings in return; love exists yet is unreciprocated, ultimately a fleeting dream akin to a mirage.

Moreover, nowadays, the Empress Dowager has been half frightened and half coaxed, and has already been bound hand and foot; Noble Consort Niuhulu has been persuaded and drawn in by her, and if she were not a madwoman who has lost her mind, she certainly would not take any major actions; as for the Crown Prince, the Emperor's series of conciliatory policies have reassured Noble Consort Hui and Lord Nalan, thus ensuring a temporary peace.

Nothing can truly escape the Emperor's keen eyes... It was merely a matter of sleeping a little longer and listening a little more, thinking that one had performed convincingly, yet little did one realize that with his sharp insight, he had already seen through it all

The harem was once again in an uproar

When the birds have flown, the good bow is hidden; when the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked. Moreover, I, your servant, was originally just a lowly maid, and it is only through the grace of the Emperor that I have been promoted to the rank of a concubine. If the Emperor finds it difficult now, he may easily demote me to the cold palace ... ...

She still does not trust her

"That fortunate person does not know what is good for her, why should the master still concern himself with her?" After taking a plate of sour plums, Qiu Jing brought it over, but was gently pushed aside by Jing Ning.

Although Sun Rong, standing at the door, did not possess the same level of composure, she was an old matron who had been immersed in the palace for many years, having seen all kinds of people. However, upon witnessing her calm and composed demeanor, she was still momentarily taken aback.

Indeed, she effortlessly used her words to wager her mouth

Standing in front of her, Jing Ning quietly observed Dong Fu Xi's expressions, which alternated between doubt and realization. The evening glow was hazy, casting a soft light upon her, adding an ethereal and tranquil elegance to the slightly shimmering white robe she wore.

Leaning against the soft couch, she was seen caressing the tea cup in her hand, her smile growing increasingly indifferent. "The deep palace is the place with the most wronged souls. People like us, who have been relegated to the cold palace, should be living a life of mere survival. Why must you meddle? Is it that you find your life too long..."

Master, allow me to go and confront them...

Not for the meaning behind it, but only for that phrase "once again let down"

Her consciousness was hazy, and she could not hear clearly, but she could still make out that it was the chief physician Hu Deqing from the Imperial Medical Institute. He was a fifth-rank court physician, who had always served the sovereign, and now, having to diagnose a mere noble consort, it seemed somewhat beneath his dignity.

Sister Fu looked down at her from a high position, her expression cold and indifferent, as if she were gazing at a humble and pitiful ant. "Even ants strive to survive, so why must you be so troubled?"

The first to cause a commotion was none other than the noblewoman Ma Jia Yunzhen. This time she was wise; instead of seeking out the Empress, she simply bypassed a layer and went directly to the Cining Palace

Jingning smiled and said, "The eyes of those in the Imperial Medical Institute are always fixed at the tip of their noses. Someone like me, a person in the cold palace, without status and without protection, cannot dare to trouble them..."

But if he is determined, it is not impossible for him to protect her

Sun Rong tightened her lips, wearing an expression that clearly conveyed "keep your distance." "Master Ning, my master has always refrained from receiving guests, so I kindly ask you to leave, Master Ning!"

The visitor spoke with great clarity, but Jingning knew that it was merely a test

You have quite a lot of audacity

"Master, please drink the medicine while it's still warm..." Qiu Jing did not argue any further, but gently brought the medicine bowl to her.

In the past, among the princes and princesses born, apart from the fortunate children of noble consorts like Hui, who were able to grow up safely, the rest either met untimely deaths or succumbed to illness. As a noble consort herself, how could she hope to rise to prominence through her offspring while allowing others to harm her

Persistent coughing and night sweats, this is the condition reported by Xia Zhu. Jing Ning does not understand medicine, but she knows that pregnant women must avoid any form of stimulation. Her cough is likely caused by internal obstruction of qi, and since she has just begun to show signs of pregnancy, improper handling could easily lead to a miscarriage

Qiu Jing nodded, "Those palace attendants were unaware."

The one who sent Jingning and his two companions out of the eastern wing room was Xia Zhu, who stood quietly beside the table, obedient and humble, possessing a face similar to that of the thousands of maidservants in the imperial harem

Dong Fuxi stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror, her once full face now reduced to a terrifyingly gaunt jawline and prominently high cheekbones in just three days, pitiful yet humble

Jing Ning gently curved her lips, smiling faintly without making a definitive statement, "I am not helping you; I am helping myself..."

The smile at the corner of her lips suddenly froze, Jing Ning's cheeks flushed slightly, she forced a smile, sighed softly in her heart, and reluctantly opened her eyes.

The door to the dormitory, which had always been tightly shut, was now not closed, slightly ajar at one corner. The scorching afternoon sunlight streamed in through the door, bringing with it a blinding brightness that filled the room.

The drooping eyes trembled slightly, and Jing Ning smiled lightly, "This item was entrusted to me by Empress Dowager Cihe to return to you, why does the Imperial Concubine refuse it?"

"Lady Sun, how do you do!" She walked over and gently nodded at her

Facing the sunlight, there is a line of fine small characters written above, faintly visible

The cycle of cause and effect ultimately leads to retribution. Within this deep palace, past events are like the most intricate mechanisms; once a corner is opened, the springs and axles will not easily cease until the very last moment. Even the most ingenious setups and meticulous arrangements can hardly escape the vast net of heaven.

The weather at the end of summer remains sultry; stepping out of the east wing, a warm breeze blows towards me

"If this humble servant were to say... this is the reward I received upon my elevation, would Her Highness believe it..." Jing Ning looked at her, smiling calmly

This Master Bai from the Imperial Pharmacy is one of them, who, while delivering medicine to the noble lady for the purpose of ensuring a safe pregnancy, also conveyed messages to her

She never considered leaving empty-handed if she could come

This agate ring was a gift from the late Imperial Concubine to the late Empress Dowager. Now that the departed are no more, this humble servant has specially come to return it to you, hoping that it may evoke memories of those who are gone and inspire more thoughts of them... I believe that if Empress Dowager Cihe were to have a spirit in the heavens, she would also find comfort in this, would she not? ..." As she spoke, she respectfully handed over the teacup.

She, how could she not understand, yet she similarly had no choice

Dongmo could not bear to watch and wanted to step forward to argue, but was gently stopped by Jingning

Jingning set down the round fan in her hand, and her淡目光 finally shifted to the garments on the tray.

As if waiting for someone

After watching the fire for several hours, Dongmo's face was slightly flushed, and a hint of weariness was reflected in her eyes

I know that your intentions are not simple!" She laughed disdainfully, her eyes revealing a mocking contempt, yet she shook her head, shaking it again, "But did you not also say that the deceased are gone? Then why disturb those who have already passed away?"

The rise and fall of favor, a journey that a woman in the palace must endure throughout her life, Jingning experienced in just one year what it means to feel the warmth and coldness of the world, the fickleness of human affairs

According to the rules of the palace, the imperial concubine who has committed an offense does not fall under the jurisdiction of the emperor and empress, as only the Empress Dowager, the Elder Concubine, the Retired Emperor, or the Empress have such authority. Historically, it has been rare for an imperial concubine to be punished, and even fewer have been relocated to the Cold Palace. Only those who have committed grave offenses are sent to the desolate and remote Northern Five Courtyards. It is similar to the current residents here, most of whom were already exiled during the reign of the late emperor.

I remember that day when I promised you to ensure your future without worries

"Ning Master, in fact, people from the Internal Affairs Office and the Imperial Medical Institute have all come..." Xia Zhu's face was filled with difficulty, and she lowered her voice even further, "It is Fu Master, she has driven away all the people who were meant to be with her in the future..."

Tongjia Shiqizhen gently lifted her eyelids, "What would you like to know..."

I have come to deliver medicine for the noble person, having heard from Miss Qiu that Master Ning is in search of a tranquilizer. I happened to prepare a prescription for it just yesterday, so I brought it along.

Jingning suddenly raised her gaze, her eyes slowly moving from the ring to her face. Under the reflection of the crimson satin fabric, the depths of Tongjia's Qi Zhen's eyes revealed a glimmer of brilliance, her smile cool and indifferent

At this moment, Dongmo returned from outside, holding a package of bright yellow paper-wrapped medicine in his hand

Sun Rong furrowed her brows, her gaze fixed on a certain point, "Ning Master, my master requests your presence"

It turned out that, in his heart, he ultimately felt that that night, he had wronged her

Her trembling hand involuntarily rested on her protruding belly, the warmth of her touch causing her heartstrings to quiver... She must survive, she must live well...

Jingning's eyes twitched slightly, and after a moment, she smiled coolly, "Sister Fu, you are mistaken..."

She knew that her blatant attempt to frame Lady Fu had indeed caused a tremendous uproar

Some people, although they care for each other, often find themselves worlds apart; while others, even if they are mutually hostile and dislike each other, always manage to come together

With a slight furrow of her brow, Jing Ning walked over and saw a woman lying on the shabby couch, her tattered clothes barely visible as she was wrapped in a thick quilt, coughing from time to time and sleeping very restlessly

In a flat tone, devoid of any intonation, yet lacking even the slightest hint of praise, Jing Ning pressed her lips together and offered a faint smile, "Your Highness is jesting. This humble servant bears the weight of her sins and is unworthy of the phrase 'graceful and virtuous'..."

Qiu Jing's expression darkened slightly; she did not expect that the items sent to Fu Wang Ge were all high-quality goods, while those delivered to Jing Qi Ge were merely inferior old items. The palace servants from the Shangfu Bureau had truly deceived her with their shoddy substitutions, which was utterly outrageous.

Noble Master, the servants have come to present a tribute, please inspect it

Compared to the hardships endured in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the strict training received in the Palace of Zhongcui, this minor injury is truly insignificant.

Jing Ning absentmindedly played with the jade bracelet on her wrist, each bead glistening, translucent and cool, reminiscent of ice and snow in winter. At this moment, this was the only valuable item she possessed; everything else had been given as tips to the guards when she checked into Jingqi Pavilion.

Unlike herself, Xia Zhu was a palace maid who had been placed in Yan Hong Hall in advance. When Niu Hulu Dongzhu assigned the cooling medicine to her, she had already instructed Xia Zhu to monitor from the side

"A woman adorns herself for the one who pleases her; I still prefer to see you in your tranquil state"

A touch of bitterness, a hint of helplessness, yet seemingly infused with three parts of indulgence and tenderness

Upon entering the cold palace, the favored concubine may feel reluctant and perhaps still hold a glimmer of hope for the fetus in her womb, but such expectations cannot withstand the grinding of time. When all beautiful dreams turn into bubbles in the waiting, despair will follow like a ghost. If she cannot endure the loneliness, it is likely that she will soon end her wretched life.

The wind began to turn cool, whistling through the crevice of the pried-open door, as dark clouds gathered, as if it were about to rain

In the hollowed copper incense burner, soothing incense is burning, with smoke swirling and filling the room with a pleasant fragrance; he gazes at her in silence, and suddenly, it seems as if a sigh, faint as a wisp of smoke, gently slips from her thin lips

In that case... this box of items, I would trouble Granny Sun to hand it over to Lady Tong..." As she spoke, she extended the food box in her arm to Sun Rong

It is indeed the case that the plot against the prince has reached a conclusion. Why, then, is there still South Star Grass within this Jingqi Pavilion

Sitting at the table, she picked up the coarse porcelain teacup, the tea inside was cold, yet she drank it with great enjoyment. Her contemplative gaze lightly settled on a certain spot, as if lost in thought, yet also appearing to be in a daze, only her clear eyes were bright and restrained, containing a hint of an elusive smile.

What does it matter to be relegated to a cold palace? Without rank and favor, this Concubine Tong still lives leisurely and freely, even with such audacity. I wonder what the Emperor would think if he saw her like this, and what the Empress Dowager would feel upon seeing her in this state.

Including this time, she has come a total of five times

The hand that scooped the water paused for a moment, and after a while, Jingning smiled faintly and said: "How could I possibly make medicine? I am merely curious. It is quite strange that a high-born imperial concubine like her would live together with us, who have committed offenses, in such seclusion, almost as if she were under house arrest, isn't it?"

The fruitless search always evokes greater curiosity. On this day, the third of October, the weather was fine and sunny, and Jingning decided to try her luck once more

Tongjia Shiqizhen slowly narrowed her eyes, revealing a hint of intriguing brilliance, "It seems that the person who sent you truly gave you a great deal of courage"

In a state of confusion, I felt a cold liquid being applied to my hand

During the most tumultuous times in the palace, someone from the Chuxiu Palace was sent to tell her that she was the most trusted person by the Empress, working for the Empress. No matter what happened, the Empress would surely protect her.

Jingning guessed correctly; the day before, Dong Fuxi had just been sent to the cold palace due to her immoral conduct, and the following day, the palace was in turmoil

Her words were very cold; her gaze was one of lofty pity, as if looking at a humble ant

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Jing Ning looked at Dong Mo beside him and quietly instructed, "From now on, all the ingredients used by the noble lady must be supplied by the small kitchen... The medicinal soups sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs must also be personally brewed by you and delivered to her hand, watching her drink it with your own eyes..."

In the early days of her arrival, life was bearable. Although she was not yet accustomed to the cold palace's harsh and lonely existence, it was still better than the fate of those concubines who spent their entire lives confined here. They waited from the blooming of spring to the withering of flowers, from the prime of youth to the grayness of old age. In the end, they could only watch the flowering trees in front of the house burn brightly, while the lush grass swayed gently. Yet, their hearts, in the midst of this bitter waiting, had already turned the vast sea into fields of mulberry.

In the twelfth year of the Kangxi reign, the late Emperor passed away, and then, merely four months later, Empress Dowager Cihe also passed away... The Grand Dowager Empress was the biological sister of the late Empress Dowager and a witness to a series of events from that time. Could you, for this humble concubine, clarify the confusion... She spoke in a gentle tone, as if recounting an event that was nothing out of the ordinary.

Her words were earnest, carrying a hint of pleading. After speaking, she did not forget to shake the red lacquered peach wood food box hanging from her arm.

Jingning curved her lips into a smile, but a slight tug caused the wounds on her face to ache, making her gasp in pain.

In response to Your Majesty, the judge Hu instructed that the medicine for Master Ning should be simmered over a low flame, and it will take approximately another half an hour

She coughed violently in anger, and when Xia Zhu stepped forward to support her, she was forcefully pushed away by her.

Lady Hui and Lord Nalan can be considered as the former type

When Qiu Jing returned, the palace servants of the Shangfu Bureau had already exited the Jingqi Pavilion

Jingning, seeing her anger, became even calmer. He walked over quietly, picked up the copper kettle from the ground, and set it aside

Jingning stood by, watching, with a slight smile on her lips, yet remained silent. Ever since Qiu Jing came to her side, she had been consistently reserved and quiet, only showing a hint of temper when facing the cold and aloof Dongmo. However, this temper was imbued with intimacy and trust.

At this moment, Jingning finally set down the tea cup and said, "It is you, Granny Sun. What brings you to this humble eastern wing hall of mine?"

The hazy evening light flows quietly, enveloping him in a faint halo. His distinguished figure casts a slender, delicate shadow on the white wall.

Jingning did not turn around, but waved his hand towards them, saying, "Just leave it there, I appreciate your concern!"

In the past, she believed that her life was not meant to end; but now, she realizes that it was Jingning who was orchestrating it all.

A wave of gentle, numbing pain washed over me as the medicine was applied to the wound, quickly spreading and enveloping the area. The originally raw and torn flesh suddenly felt cool and refreshing, accompanied by a tingling itch akin to a pinprick

It is merely a carefully prepared scheme of his

Outside the door, Qiu Jing escorted the visitor to the porch, but before he could leave, she took out a delicately embroidered sachet from her sleeve, plump and full, with a face full of apologetic smiles, and stuffed it into his hand

You, why do you want to help me

One is the Empress Dowager who has not concerned herself with political affairs for a long time, and the other is a consort of high status during the reign of the late emperor. What exactly has transpired? What actions did this Lady Tongjia take that could provoke such deep-seated hatred from the usually kind and benevolent Empress Dowager?

It turns out that he and she have come to the same conclusion

The person on the couch stirred slightly, and after a while, with the support of Xia Zhu, sat up. However, upon closer inspection, the person's condition was not good; upon seeing this, they immediately flushed with anger and began to cough violently.

She is merely a minor concubine; what does it matter that she has already been demoted at this moment? Even if she were the Empress, what difference would it make? No matter how high her rank or how favored her position, it is unlikely that the Emperor would bestow such intimate items upon her

My master is delicate in health, and I hope that you will take good care of him in the future

She understands this

She changed out of her damp clothes and walked to the copper basin to wash her face

The weather was hot and dry; after walking a short distance, a sticky and damp feeling had already settled on the body. Jingning casually picked up the round fan from the copper stand to cool herself, walked to the table, and took two large gulps of water from the blue-and-white porcelain cup.

The weather at the end of summer is somewhat hot, and the door of the east wing ear room of Jingqi Pavilion is wide open. At the moment when the palace servants from the Imperial Garment Bureau come to deliver the usual items, Jingning happens to be leaning against the window frame to cool off.

This plant, known as the South Star, if mistakenly ingested, can lead to minor complications such as miscarriage, or in severe cases, death

She finished speaking, turned around, pushed open the door, and entered the room

Qiu Jing approached, seemingly with great importance, and after flipping through the documents for a while, nodded and said, "Alright, it can be sent now"

Life is of utmost importance for a woman in the harem; however, what is even more important is status and glory

Live well... ? She was momentarily stunned, and after a while, she inexplicably and confusedly released her grip. The nails, stained with bright red blood, seemed to be dyed with a deep crimson hue.

She held a delicate red lacquer tray in her hand, on which was a porcelain bowl filled with a dark medicinal liquid

This time, there isn't even a notification provided...

One is composed and reserved, while the other is flamboyant and aloof; their temperaments are distinctly different, yet both possess a face that could make the moon hide and the flowers blush. Such beauty is a valuable asset for climbing the ranks within the palace.

Thank you for your guidance, elder sister. I will be careful and will not cause trouble for myself. Jing Ning said with her head lowered, as she was afraid that she might cause trouble for her...

The magnetic and pristine sound resembles a bright and clear spring amidst the ice and snow, where the ice crystals are sparse yet contain a hint of deadly allure

Throughout history, the royal family has always chosen the most appropriate person to undertake the most suitable task at the most opportune moment, whether it is something they cannot do, find difficult to do, or are unwilling to do

Trust has never been established through mere words; it is only when suspicion arises that one feels the need to vocalize their trust.

She had clearly instructed and made arrangements before, yet these people only take the money and do nothing

Clearing his throat, Jing Ning deliberately coughed lightly

She once provocatively laid a gentle and lingering trap; he, however, remained distant and aloof, suppressing his boiling blood and desires. She once lightly unraveled her garments, enchanting and alluring, following closely in a seductive manner; at that moment, he finally surrendered, yet turned the tables, granting her a night of tenderness.

In the moment of skin touching skin, what was felt was a gentle coolness. She lightly lowered her eyes, self-mockingly pressed her lips together, shook her head, and smiled faintly, "I am but a mere servant; this small injury is nothing at all..."

In the palace, even if one is an enemy or a rival, social niceties allow for a certain level of decorum. However, this Concubine Tong has repeatedly visited, and despite her offering a multitude of kind words, she is resolutely refused an audience.

Jingning's voice is soft and gentle; her eyes are cool and tranquil. That hint of a seemingly profound smile is like a wisp of light smoke, yet carries a captivating power.

At this moment, Jingning was taken aback

Thank you, Your Highness! She once again composed herself and then stepped aside, casually surveying the entire chamber with a barely perceptible glance

The distinction between strength and weakness, aside from intellect and means, is more importantly about status, rank, and prominence. Now, Jingning finds himself trapped in the Northern Five, where even waiting for an opportunity is a luxury, let alone engaging in schemes and tactics with those in higher positions. However, there will always be some clever ideas that pave the way, build bridges, and turn dangers into safety

Is there any movement over there in the East Wing?" Jing Ning asked casually, twirling the jade bead in her hand.

His hands are very cool; the medicine at his fingertips is also cool, exuding a hint of floral fragrance. At such a close distance, she can even smell the faint scent of ambergris on him

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jingning slightly turned around

"Master, I heard that yesterday, Her Majesty the Empress and Noble Consort Niu Hulu both went to plead with the Empress Dowager..." Qiu Jing said softly while tending to Jing Ning's long hair.

Ning Guipin primarily suffers from excessive fatigue and worry, leading to a blockage of qi and subsequent inability to function. Coupled with a deficiency of qi and blood, this has resulted in her physical weakness and fainting. I have already prescribed a formula to calm the mind and soothe the spirit; as long as it is taken regularly, there will be improvement

The afterglow of the evening light gently flowed along the porch, and amidst the lingering, enchanting fragrance, he turned his gaze while she lifted her head. He was adorned in bright yellow satin, standing out like jade, while her long hair fell to her shoulders, stubborn and white as snow. As they looked at each other, their timeless moment became a serene and beautiful painting

Everyone knows that the Empress Dowager has long ceased to manage the affairs of the harem. When incidents occur, as long as they are not too serious, she turns a blind eye and leaves it to the Empress or the Emperor to handle. Her demotion was decreed personally by the Emperor; her relocation to Jingqi Pavilion was also personally escorted by Li Dequan. If one wishes to plead for mercy, should it not be directed to the Ministry of Internal Affairs or the Qianqing Palace

When favored, there are countless concubines coming to pay their respects, enough to wear down the threshold of the Chengxi Hall; when fallen out of favor, however, it is a different story, as the once spacious entrance is so deserted that not even a sparrow is willing to alight.

He is right; indeed, it is a stone from another mountain that can be used to polish jade

Yes, she listened in a daze, yet could not help but chuckle softly.

Why is the Empress reacting so strongly? I have not finished speaking yet!

On that day, the sachet containing chronic poison discovered under the pillow was confirmed, after some testing, to be the work of Noble Consort Niu Hulu. However, such meticulous and intricate actions could only have been carried out by someone in close proximity.

Once entering the palace gates, it is as deep as the sea; this humble servant is no longer in control of her own fate. I beseech Your Highness to grant me your favor

"This humble servant, Wuyash, pays her respects to Her Highness the Grand Princess. May Your Highness enjoy eternal blessings and peace."

No, I am a noble person, I am carrying a dragon's offspring, I will not stay here for a lifetime, I will not, I will not...

Though heaven knows if she will ever have a day to walk out of Jingqi Pavilion

Wait

But he is afraid he does not know that she originally came from a palace maid background, and her physique is not comparable to those noble consorts, delicate and fragile, easily toppled by a gust of wind. She has been carefully trained by the Imperial Household Department, and this minor injury is merely a drop in the bucket compared to her past experiences

However, this imperial harem has always been cold, with human feelings being shallow and hearts unpredictable. At the very least, the Empress and the Imperial Noble Consort have made an effort to show some semblance of concern. Although she does not feel grateful, she does appreciate their intentions

Outside the window, the flowering trees sway gently. Inside the east wing of Jingqi Pavilion, Dong Fuxi is seated beside a sandalwood table, holding a silver spoon, savoring the lotus seed soup just delivered from the small kitchen. The lotus seeds melt in the mouth, sweet and refreshing, leaving a lingering fragrance. As she chews slowly, she casually glances at the person who has just entered.

The clear weather, with not a cloud in the sky, reflects the vibrant red bricks and green tiles of the palace walls, appearing particularly full of life

As for Jingning and Dong Fuxi, they can be considered as the latter type

Your Highness, you have not made a selection

"If you ask me, you are quite obsessed yourself," Dong Fuxi scooped another spoonful, placed it in her mouth, and savored it carefully. "Since entering this Northern Fifth Institute, you have visited one person after another. Those who do not know might think you have not been exiled, but rather promoted! Moreover, it is one thing for others, but this Concubine Tong is notoriously reclusive. Yet you insist on provoking her; I truly do not know what you are up to!"

Your words are truly bitter. Well then, next time the physician Chen from the Tai Hospital comes to check my pulse, I will make sure he examines you properly as well

This was her first meeting with her, one of the late emperor's consorts, the maternal aunt of the current emperor, and a member of the same clan as Consort Chun, the Tongjia clan's Qi Zhen. With a light makeup, her face, marked by the traces of time, had elegantly arched brows, and her pair of narrow phoenix eyes were slightly squinted, proud and aloof, standing alone like a solitary white orchid admiring its own beauty

Bai Qi cupped his hands and said, "I shall certainly do my utmost!"

They are all people from the cold palace, it is better to avoid trouble than to seek it, why create problems for oneself

This ring was indeed mixed in when the Imperial Wardrobe Bureau came to deliver the regular items, and Qiu Jing did so under the pretext of verification, but it was merely to allow her to summon me in person

The old servant pays his respects to Master Ning

Jing Ning fixed her gaze upon her, her clear eyes solemn. "This humble servant wishes to know, the late Empress Dowager, who was revered by all, was said to have been in good health. Why did she pass away without any warning? And what kind of matters could cause everyone to remain tight-lipped about the events of those years..."

Does the Emperor not fear that the other concubines will go to the Empress Dowager to cause a disturbance...

The garments sent by the Department of Clothing are all brand new, with the first arrival being at Yihe Xuan, and the last being at the most remote Jingqi Ge

Can things be put inside?

Sighing and chuckling, if I do not notice this again, would I not be getting old and confused

Qiu Jing's hands paused momentarily upon hearing Jing Ning's words, her gaze slightly faltering

Qiu Jing pressed her lips tightly together, casting a glance at her, remaining silent with a deep voice

two hours

Are you only now coming to your senses

A slight movement of the fingers, and a solemn, aged voice reached the hazy ears of Jingning

What she desires are not these mundane ornaments; moreover, being relegated to a cold palace is merely a temporary measure. One must understand that sooner or later, there will come a day to leave. Enduring for a moment, what does it truly matter...

It is to be expected that the concubines in the imperial harem live in luxury and comfort. Even if they do not suffer from serious ailments, the imperial physicians must tread carefully and be extremely cautious in their diagnoses. Otherwise, any slight mistake may lead to the masters blaming the physicians for their incompetence. However, given that they usually consume exquisite delicacies and drink fine wines, how could they possibly have any major illnesses

In the depths of the palace, such a bond among them is most worthy of cherishing and nurturing

In Dong Fuxi's originally resentful eyes, a flicker of a flame that seemed on the verge of extinguishing suddenly surged forth, shimmering brightly and radiating a bewitching crimson hue. "Why not think about it? I want to go out, I must go out! I want revenge, I want you to regret harming me, I want all those who dare to harm me to suffer eternal damnation..."

Upon stepping into the east chamber, one is met with a damp and stifling heat. Lifting the tattered door curtain, a wave of humid warmth rushes in, accompanied by a musty odor

Jingning smiled lightly without speaking

Jing Ning spoke as she pulled Dong Fuxi up from the ground, tugging and dragging her towards the dim, rusted copper mirror.

Jingning gently raised her eyes, directly meeting the startlingly bright phoenix eyes of Tongjiashi Qizhen.

So it is, so it is. I was wondering why you suddenly came to this Jingqi Pavilion, and it turns out you have also been cast into the cold palace! Truly, it is a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is inescapable... It seems that heaven still has its eyes open, indeed it does!

Just like that, two months ago, she was demoted to Jingqi Pavilion

Since the last time Jing Ning advised her, the medicine and daily meals for the noble lady Fu Gui have been personally managed by Dong Mo. On the contrary, Xia Zhu does not inquire much; she allows her to do what she needs to do and does not let her lift a finger. Sometimes, Jing Ning even has the illusion that she might have wronged her.

Sister Fu herself has said, you have the blood of a dragon, which is far better than someone like me who has nothing at all. If you truly wish to redeem yourself, then live well and do not refuse any possible help or treatment. In the future, the day you step out of Jingqi Pavilion will be the day of your rebirth

This is not a good way to test, especially for someone like Lady Tong, who is accustomed to the storms of the palace. From the moment she stepped into the Fu Wang Pavilion and saw this Tong family member Qi Zhen, she knew that she was not an easy person to deal with. However, she had no other choice.

He took a wrung warm towel and gently wiped her bloodied and bruised hand. His cool fingers, dabbed with a bit of cold, delicate ointment, applied it softly, with a tender and gentle demeanor, as if she were his most cherished treasure

The concubines vie for favor, and at that time, she was in her prime, with too many enemies. To avoid their sharpness, a temporary demotion was the best way to extricate herself. In the palace's intrigues, he had no intention of getting involved in the jealousy among women; however, in the end, he still sent her to the cold palace. This was solely because he wanted her to investigate a past event from ten years ago, a truth.

A gentle breeze wafted into the bedroom, lifting the strands of hair at her forehead. Tong Jia's Qi Zhen let out a sigh, raising her eyebrows slightly, and coldly looked at her, "I would like to see how you explain your earlier words"

The palace maids could not see her face, only the slender and graceful silhouette. The bright sunlight bathed her entire figure, exuding a sense of serene tranquility.

Calmly and unhurriedly, Jing Ning walked to the table, extended his hand, and poured a cup of steaming fragrant tea. In this remote and simple Beiwu District, there was even pre-rain Longjing tea; it seems that the care from the Ministry of Internal Affairs is indeed meticulous down to every detail

Women who have been relegated to the cold palace are either like a stagnant pool of water or driven to madness; it is rare to find someone as composed and serene as she is. The palace maids, upon observing her demeanor, could not help but cast a furtive glance at the garments in the tray, exchanged glances with one another, and then withdrew respectfully.

However, no matter how much the nobleman caused a commotion, Jing Ning was already indifferent and could no longer intervene, for on the third day, she too was demoted to the cold palace

All along, she had never considered the original identities of Qiu Jing and Dong Mo.

"There is no need for you to pretend to be kind here!" Dong Fuxi slammed the bed board hard, glaring at Jing Ning, her eyes nearly bursting with rage, "I was truly blind back then, how could I have taken in such a heartless and ungrateful wretch like you... I don't want to see you, get out, get out now..."

The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade

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Indeed, there are always some individuals who are exceptions; there are always certain events that take one by surprise