bestfiction Chapter 253 Consort Fucha
Chapter 253 Consort Fucha
After meeting Wen Shichu, Zhen Huan was filled with disappointment and anxiety.
She had initially held a sliver of hope that Wen Shichu's medical skills would allow him to cure the cold poison that had afflicted Yu Rao.
However, when Wen Shichu told her that this cold poison was too strange,
When it became difficult to eradicate completely, Zhen Huan's mood instantly plummeted.
Wen Shichu sighed helplessly:
"Your Majesty, this cold poison is far too potent!"
Although I have tried every possible method, I am still at a loss.
Your humble servant has also spoken with several senior imperial physicians in the palace and with my father.
But there was nothing they could do.
Completely eradicating this poison is harder than climbing to heaven!
Zhen Huan asked in a low voice, "Is there really no other way?"
Wen Shichu remained silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said:
"Your Majesty, I have done my best."
All I can do now is to help Consort Zhao recover her health.
As for the antidote, I am powerless to do so; I can only hope for a miracle.
Upon hearing Wen Shichu's words, Zhen Huan's heart sank completely.
Wen Shichu was telling the truth.
Since this cold poison appeared, he has consulted countless ancient books.
We tried every possible method, but still couldn't find an effective antidote.
This made him feel even more that his master was mysterious and unpredictable.
Fortunately, he remained loyal to his master and never harbored any rebellious thoughts.
After Wen Shichu left, Zhen Huan felt as if all her strength had been drained away.
He fell to the ground
She stared blankly in the direction he had left, unable to come to her senses for a long time.
Wen Shichu's words were like a bucket of ice water, chilling to the bone.
It ruthlessly extinguished the last glimmer of hope in her heart.
This cold poison was so stubborn that even the highly skilled physician Wen Shichu was helpless against it.
This made Zhen Huan feel an unprecedented sense of despair and helplessness.
The thought of Yu Rao caused Zhen Huan unbearable pain, as if her heart was being torn apart.
Yu Rao is the last bloodline of the Zhen family and her only relative in this world.
If even Yu Rao can't be protected, then what's the point of her living?
If this cold poison cannot be completely eradicated, Yu Rao's life could be threatened at any time.
Zhen Huan knew that time was of the essence and she could no longer sit idly by and wait for death; she had to find a way to save Yu Rao.
After struggling with her decision, Zhen Huan finally made up her mind to go find Fucha Peiyun.
Although Zhen Huan didn't really have much affection for Fucha Peiyun
It could also be described as jealousy.
But at this moment, she had no better way to save Yu Rao's life.
Therefore, even though she was extremely unwilling, Zhen Huan had no choice but to bite the bullet and beg Fucha Peiyun.
The next day, after Zhen Huan had carefully dressed and tidied herself up,
Filled with trepidation and unease, Zhen Huan led Cui Jinxi and the others to Kunning Palace.
Throughout the journey, Zhen Huan's mood was exceptionally heavy.
She prayed silently.
Don't impose overly harsh conditions; give Yu Rao a break.
Zhen Huan and her entourage arrived at the entrance of Kunning Palace.
She stood before the palace gates and took a deep breath.
She composed herself and gestured for Cui Jinxi to step forward and announce that she was requesting an audience with Fucha Peiyun.
After a while, Ye'er, the head palace maid of Fucha Peiyun, came out.
After she respectfully bowed to Zhen Huan, she said:
"Consort Wan, Her Majesty requests your presence. Please follow me."
Zhen Huan nodded and followed Ye'er into the inner hall of Kunning Palace.
Upon entering the inner palace, Zhen Huan saw Fucha Peiyun sitting upright by the window.
They leisurely savored the fragrant tea.
Upon seeing Zhen Huan enter, Fucha Peiyun's lips curled into a slight smile.
"Consort Wan has arrived. Please have a seat and try this tea together."
Zhen Huan dared not offend Fucha Peiyun, and besides, she needed her favor.
We dare not be negligent in the slightest.
So she bowed respectfully to Fucha Peiyun, showing the utmost courtesy and not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
After Fucha Peiyun nodded in acknowledgment,
Zhen Huan then carefully sat down to Fucha Peiyun's left, her posture dignified and her demeanor elegant.
Seeing this, Fucha Peiyun was quite satisfied. A faint smile appeared on her lips as she said:
"Try this tea first. It's a new Longjing tea from this year, and the taste is quite good."
Zhen Huan wasn't really in the mood for tea, but she didn't want to appear inferior to Empress Fucha Peiyun.
He quickly smiled and agreed.
Then gently lift the teacup.
She first smelled the aroma of the tea, then carefully took a small sip.
The tea swirls on the tip of the tongue, and a sweet taste instantly spreads throughout the mouth.
Zhen Huan couldn't help but nod in approval:
"Your Majesty the Empress truly has refined taste. This tea has a delightful fragrance and a sweet aftertaste; it is indeed a superior tea."
Fucha Peiyun put down her teacup, looked at Zhen Huan with gentle eyes, and said slowly:
"Consort Wan came to pay her respects to me just yesterday."
"You've come all this way today, there must be something important on your mind, right?"
Zhen Huan's heart tightened; she felt the oppressive aura emanating from Fucha Peiyun.
But she tried to remain calm, her smile still composed, and answered softly:
"Your Majesty, I have come here today because I have something I would like to ask you."
Fucha Peiyun raised her eyebrows slightly, seemingly interested in Zhen Huan's words, and gestured for Zhen Huan to continue.
Zhen Huan paused briefly, hesitated for a moment, and then:
"Her Majesty the Empress must be aware of the relationship between Consort Zhao of Yanxi Palace and me."
Zhen Huan observed Fucha Peiyun's reaction, but the other party remained unresponsive, so she continued:
"Consort Zhao is actually my younger sister, Granny Yu."
Yu Rao was inexplicably poisoned by the cold, and suffering from its torment, her health deteriorated significantly.
The imperial physicians, including Wen, had tried every possible method, but they were still unable to completely eradicate the cold poison.
Your Majesty, I have always admired your wisdom and methods.
Therefore, I have come to you specifically to seek your advice, hoping that you can offer some guidance.
Perhaps this could offer Yu Rao a glimmer of hope.
After hearing Zhen Huan's words, Fucha Peiyun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
But a fleeting, almost imperceptible chill flashed across her eyes.
But this chill was fleeting, and her expression quickly returned to its usual gentleness.
Fucha Peiyun gently shook her head and said softly:
"Consort Wan is too kind. I also feel deeply sorry that Consort Zhao has been poisoned by this cold poison."
However, I've heard that this cold poison is quite troublesome.
Even a top figure in the Imperial Medical Academy like Physician Wen was helpless in this matter.
What can I possibly do?
Zhen Huan's heart sank, but she did not give up.
Instead, he took a deep breath, steadied himself, and continued:
"Your Majesty is too modest."
In this harem, the Empress's intelligence and methods are evident to all.
Back then, that deposed empress repeatedly plotted to frame the concubine.
But the Empress always managed to cleverly turn danger into safety, not only protecting herself but also the Sixth Prince.
Such wit and decisiveness, I truly admire you.
Your Majesty, I beg you to lend a helping hand and save Yu Rao.
Zhen Huan paused briefly, observing Fucha Peiyun's reaction.
Seeing that Fucha Peiyun remained unmoved, he continued:
"Moreover, I have my suspicions about Yu Rao's poisoning this time."
In this harem, the power struggles never cease. Yu Rao has always been kind to others, so how could she suddenly suffer such a cruel fate?
Therefore, I suspect that this must be related to the power struggles within the harem.
If we can get to the bottom of this, we might find a clue to the antidote.
After hearing Zhen Huan's words, Fucha Peiyun's lips curled up slightly.
He revealed a faint smile, yet that smile clearly carried a hint of mockery.
If Zhen Yurao were truly virtuous, then the entire harem would be filled with bodhisattvas.
Fucha Peiyun spoke slowly and deliberately:
"Consort Wan's words are rather serious."
Although there were indeed some open and covert struggles within the imperial harem,
However, I have always treated people with fairness and kindness, and have never taken the initiative to scheme against anyone.
The sisters in the harem got along quite well.
As for the cold poison that Consort Zhao suffered from, I am naturally very concerned about it as well.
If she truly fell for a scheme, then Consort Wan should produce evidence.
"I will naturally make the decision for her."
Zhen Huan looked at Fucha Peiyun's indifferent expression.
A sense of disappointment welled up in my heart.
But she did not give up. Instead, she took a deep breath and continued earnestly:
"Your Majesty, I have racked my brains trying to figure out the reason why Yu Rao was poisoned, but I really can't think of any other cause."
She had only been in the palace for a short time and had never made any enemies.
Therefore, the only possibility is that someone deliberately plotted to harm him.
Your Majesty, I humbly beg you, Empress, to consider Yu Rao's innocence and grant us a thorough investigation into this matter.
Fucha Peiyun slowly put down her teacup, her calm gaze revealing an undeniable authority.
She stared at Zhen Huan and said in a cold tone:
"Consort Wan, the affairs of the inner palace are complex and multifaceted."
Making conclusions based on unfounded speculation could lead to unnecessary trouble.
I have to handle many affairs of the inner palace every day.
There's simply no extra energy to deal with such baseless matters.
Seeing this, Zhen Huan became even more anxious.
She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then her knees buckled.
He knelt down with a thud and pleaded:
"My only remaining family member is my younger sister, Yu Rao. She is my only relative in this world."
Your Majesty, I am truly desperate and have no other choice but to beg Your Majesty to have mercy and save Yu Rao.
If Your Majesty needs anything from me,
No matter how difficult the task, I am willing to do it, only asking that Your Majesty lend a helping hand and save Yu Rao!
Fucha Peiyun picked up her teacup, took a small sip, then slowly put the cup down, saying expressionlessly:
"I don't care what Zhen Yurao is trying to do by concealing her identity."
But she actually dared to provoke someone I protect!
They even dared to plot against my son.
This makes me very unhappy!
Fucha Peiyun's words were undoubtedly a message to Zhen Huan.
The reason Zhen Yurao was poisoned by the cold was because of her.
Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan's heart tightened, and her pupils contracted sharply.
She stared at Fucha Peiyun in disbelief, her face a mixture of shock and anger.
Zhen Huan involuntarily blurted out her debut:
"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that I will tell the Emperor about this?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhen Huan immediately realized her slip of the tongue.
She couldn't help but regret it; those words were incredibly foolish.
Fucha Peiyun actually dared to speak the truth so bluntly.
Clearly, she was fearless and had no reason to be afraid of Zhen Huan reporting her.
As expected, Fucha Peiyun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile, and she said sarcastically:
"Consort Wan, do you think the Emperor will believe your one-sided story?"
What conclusive evidence do you have to prove that I was responsible for all of this?
"Consort Wan, you have slandered the Empress without any evidence. You must know what crime you have committed!"
After a pause, Fucha Peiyun said meaningfully,
"You should know what good deeds you've done."
If you dare to make any rash moves, and those secrets are exposed, do you think you and Zhen Yurao will have any chance of survival?
"You yourself aren't afraid of death, but aren't your sister and Prince Guo afraid?"
Zhen Huan's face turned deathly pale in an instant, her heart filled with despair and fear.
Fucha Peiyun's words were like an extremely sharp knife.
It pierced her heart without mercy, causing her a sharp pain.
She suddenly realized that she and Yu Rao were trapped in an inescapable predicament.
The secrets that Fucha Peiyun possessed were enough to put them to death.
Zhen Huan always held herself in high esteem, and her pride made her disdain bowing to anyone.
But now, faced with such a desperate situation, she had to temporarily set aside her pride.
One by one, her loved ones passed away because of her.
She couldn't let her only sister die because of her.
Zhen Huan moved her body with difficulty and slowly crawled to Fucha Peiyun's feet.
She did her best to make her tone sound more humble:
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."
Zhen Huan kept her head down, not daring to meet Fucha Peiyun's gaze.
I was afraid of seeing even a hint of indifference and resoluteness in their eyes.
Then, Zhen Huan continued:
"Your Majesty, I am willing to obey your orders. Whatever you ask me to do, I will do it."
I only beg Your Majesty to show mercy and spare Yu Rao.
She is young and immature; all the mistakes were caused by me alone.
Fucha Peiyun looked at Zhen Huan, who was prostrate at her feet, with satisfaction and chuckled:
"Consort Wan is indeed a clever woman. Rise."
"As long as you behave, I will naturally let Zhen Yurao go."
Zhen Huan felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She stood up tremblingly, her eyes filled with hope.
Fucha Peiyun continued:
"Consort Wan, you are a smart woman, you should know what I want you sisters to do."
"I won't be direct. You can go back and think about your choice."
Zhen Huan looked at Fucha Peiyun with a puzzled expression, unable to figure out what Fucha Peiyun wanted the sisters to do.
Zhen Huan tried her best to calm herself down and think things through.
The Empress knew so many of the sisters' secrets, so what was Yu Rao's purpose in entering the palace?
She most likely knew, but the Empress did not stop her.
Zhen Huan felt a pang of anxiety as she thought of the increasingly outstanding Sixth Prince.
I roughly guessed what Fucha Peiyun was thinking.
Zhen Huan tentatively uttered two words silently.
Fucha Peiyun nodded in satisfaction and praised.
"Consort Wan truly lives up to her reputation as a female Zhuge Liang."
Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan gave a self-deprecating smile.
She originally thought she was smart enough and cautious enough.
But compared to Fucha Peiyun, she was nothing.
Not only can we not preserve the family's honor, but we also cannot protect ourselves and our loved ones.
In the end, they still fell into Fucha Peiyun's trap.