coobybook Chapter 6 Consort Fucha, Ye'er (Part 6)
Chapter 6 Consort Fucha, Ye'er (Part 6)
Sang'er said with a look of horror:
"I originally thought Consort Hua was terrifying enough."
I never imagined that the Empress would be even more terrifying than her!
Fucha Peiyun frowned and said with concern:
"What happened today was clearly not an accident, but rather something that was deliberately done."
But what I fear most is that this matter will ultimately fizzle out, and then all my suffering will have been for nothing.
Hearing this, Ye'er quickly comforted her:
"My lady, please don't worry too much."
What happened today is so serious, how could it possibly be easily covered up?
Moreover, even the Empress was injured, and you and Consort Wan almost lost your imperial heir due to a miscarriage.
The Emperor would never ignore such an important matter.
However, Fucha Peiyun shook her head and said solemnly:
"This matter is not so simple. If today's events are indeed related to the Empress, then we must be careful."
After all, the Empress Dowager would never stand idly by when the Empress was involved.
She will definitely intervene, and then it will be difficult for the Emperor to find out the truth.
In the end, there are only two possibilities.
One option is to let the matter drop, and the other is to find a scapegoat to take the blame.
After hearing this, Ye'er thought for a moment and then frowned and asked:
"Your Highness, are you saying that today's events will be pinned on Consort Hua?"
Fucha Peiyun nodded in agreement. She continued:
"That's right, Consort Hua is usually arrogant and domineering, and has made many enemies."
Furthermore, with the powerful Nian family backing her, she naturally became the perfect scapegoat.
Sang'er frowned, asking with a puzzled expression:
"But the child in your womb is the Empress Dowager's own grandson! Is he not as good as your niece, the Empress?"
Fucha Peiyun sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in her eyes:
"Things in the palace are far too complicated; we were too naive."
Not to mention that both I and the baby in my womb have survived today,
Even if they couldn't save the child, how could a child who's already gone compare to the glory of the Empress Dowager's family?
Fucha Peiyun shook her head slightly.
Upon hearing this, Sang'er's face immediately showed deep worry, and she said anxiously:
"Wouldn't that let the real culprit go unpunished? My lady, this can't go on like this!"
"How about you write a letter to the master, my lady, and ask him to plead with the Emperor on your behalf!"
Fucha Peiyun looked firmly ahead and slowly spoke:
"I do indeed intend to write a letter to my father, but not because of what happened today."
As for what happened today, I will naturally seek retribution from the Empress.
Upon hearing this, Ye'er immediately stepped forward and respectfully said:
"This servant will go and prepare writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone for you, my lady." With that, she turned and left.
Fucha Peiyun nodded, indicating her agreement with Ye'er's approach.
Sang'er carefully helped Fucha Peiyun to the desk and sat her down.
Fucha Peiyun frowned slightly, pondering to herself how to begin writing.
She's just entered this body, so the handwriting needs to be carefully concealed, otherwise it might give her away.
A moment later, Ye'er came in carrying the Four Treasures of the Study.
She laid the paper flat on the desk and then gently began to grind the ink.
As Fucha Peiyun looked at everything before her, her mood gradually calmed down.
She took a deep breath, picked up a calligraphy brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write lines of neat characters on the paper.
Sang'er and Ye'er stood side by side, intently observing Fucha Peiyun's every move.
Awaiting your orders, my lord.
They were filled with curiosity and eager to know what their mistress had written.
But as servants, they certainly had to fulfill their duties.
Therefore, I will never ask a question that I shouldn't ask, and I will never peek at something that I shouldn't look at.
As time went by, Fucha Peiyun finally finished writing the letter.
She gently put down her brush, stared intently at the letter in front of her, and carefully examined her handwriting.
After confirming that the handwriting was identical to the original owner's, she smiled slightly, revealing a satisfied expression.
Immediately afterwards, Fucha Peiyun carefully blew the ink off the paper and then gently folded the letter in half.
Upon seeing this, Sang'er immediately stepped forward and took the letter from Fucha Peiyun's hand.
Carefully place it in the envelope and seal it tightly.
"Remember, send the letter out secretly," Fucha Peiyun whispered, a hint of determination in her eyes.
"Yes, Your Highness."
After finishing the letter, Fucha Peiyun lay back down on the bed, a slight smile playing on her lips:
"This time, I, the young lady, have developed a miscarriage and need to rest in bed to preserve the pregnancy, while Consort Wan happens to be pregnant as well."
This will allow me to fade from everyone's sight and properly focus on my pregnancy.
Sang'er chimed in, "Your Highness is wise, but that Consort Wan is so delicate and frail..."
She looked so sickly; I really don't know if she can keep the baby in her womb.
And it's uncertain whether the injury on her neck will heal.
It's quite a stroke of luck that Lady Wan didn't get her face scratched by that pine seed.
"Let's see how she tries to seduce the Emperor!"
Fucha Peiyun chuckled lightly: "This must be Consort Wan's good fortune, but I wonder how long this good fortune will last."
Now that she's pregnant, she naturally needs to take good care of her face.
Fucha Peiyun paused and continued:
"It would be best if Consort Wan could draw more attention to me, so that there would be fewer ways to target me."
After saying that, she closed her eyes and secretly pondered her next plan.
Although she is a demon and has experienced many things, she is not good at palace intrigue and needs to find an ally.
She hesitated for a moment when deciding who to choose, and thinking of this, Fucha Peiyun couldn't help but frown.
Never mind, let's wait and see.
Fucha Peiyun sighed helplessly and decided to put the problem aside for the time being.
Seeing that Fucha Peiyun slowly opened her eyes, Ye'er quickly took something out of her bosom.
He handed it to Fucha Peiyun and asked softly:
"My lady, at today's flower-viewing banquet, it was Consort An who reminded you to touch up your makeup, which led to Songzi bumping into you."
Could this perfume powder be the work of Consort An?
Fucha Peiyun frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"It should be her, but given her humble background and individual circumstances, it's unlikely she could have done something like this."
Keep this face powder safe; it might come in handy later.
Ye'er nodded upon hearing this, carefully put away the face powder, and then couldn't help but ask:
"Your Highness, could it be that Consort An is working for the Empress?"
Fucha Peiyun sneered and said, "Hmm, it's pretty much true."
Sang'er, who was listening nearby, asked with some confusion:
"But wasn't Consort An a close friend of Consort Wan? How did she become the Empress's person?"
Ye'er rolled her eyes at Sang'er and said irritably:
"In this harem, where can you find any true sisterhood? If there is, then Consort Hui and Consort Wan can barely be considered sisters."
Normally, Ye'er wouldn't dare to treat Sang'er like this, but today, her mistress's encouragement gave her some confidence.
Sang'er's temperament is similar to that of Fucha Peiyun, but she also understands Fucha Peiyun and knows that the young master needs Ye'er.
She no longer dared to suppress Ye'er, as she always felt that the young master was not as close to her as before.
Fucha Peiyun's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a mocking smile, and she said softly:
How much of the so-called sisterly affection between Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang is genuine?
Only they themselves probably know the truth!
Shen Meizhuang was indeed devoted to Zhen Huan, constantly worrying about her safety and happiness.
He even considered Zhen Huan's affairs more important than anything else.
However, did Zhen Huan truly cherish this friendship as much as she appeared to?
In fact, Zhen Huan had also acted behind Shen Meizhuang's back on many occasions.
She even used Shen Meizhuang, a fact that only Zhen Huan knew about.
Sang'er: "This Consort An has harmed our mistress like this, shouldn't we teach her a lesson?"
Fucha Peiyun shook her head, her eyes revealing a hint of disdain and mockery:
"No need to rush. Today she wanted to help the Empress frame me, causing me to miscarry."
However, the plan backfired, resulting in the empress's face being injured.
Given the Empress's temperament, she certainly won't let her off easily; her future days are likely to be difficult.
A slight smile played on her lips as she continued:
"Moreover, she is now injured on the face, and she was already not favored by anyone, so this is just making things worse."
"We're not in a hurry to do anything to her. The smaller our actions are, the less attention we'll attract."
Keep her alive so the Empress can continue to use her to deal with Zhen Huan's unborn child.
She doesn't care about the children in the palace, but it would be best if Zhen Huan had one less child.
In this way, she doesn't have to take action herself, and she can still reap the benefits without lifting a finger, killing two birds with one stone.
Upon hearing this, Sang'er suddenly realized and quickly nodded in praise, "Your Highness is truly wise! Such people from humble backgrounds are indeed malicious."
At this moment, Ye'er suddenly spoke up and asked:
"I heard that Consort Fang, who used to live in Suiyu Pavilion, slandered Consort Hua after her miscarriage and was then banished to the Cold Palace."
Could Consort Fang's child also have been harmed by the Empress?
Fucha Peiyun frowned, lost in thought, and after a moment slowly replied:
"That's very possible. After all, the Empress is cunning and ruthless; who knows how many unspeakable things she's done in secret?"
Although Consort Hua was also vicious, her methods of torment were all overt and lacked the cunning and insidious nature of the Empress.
In truth, she knew perfectly well that the Empress had orchestrated the deaths of Consort Fang and Consort Xin.
If Consort Cao hadn't been protected by Consort Hua, and if it had been discovered later that she was a girl, she certainly wouldn't have been able to stay.
Consort Fang is still in the Cold Palace; it's unknown whether she's still lucid.
Sang'er said, "The Empress is so vicious. How can such a vicious person be the Empress? Doesn't she fear retribution?"
Fucha Peiyun said, "That's exactly why we need to be extra careful to protect the baby in my womb. Only then will I truly have someone to rely on."