The Story of Yanxi Palace, Chapter 14: Feeding the Medicine

   The Story of Yanxi Palace《延禧攻略》Yanxi Gonglue

   The Story of Yanxi Palace, Chapter 14: Feeding the Medicine

   Wei Yingluo laughed.

   “If Momo does not know her, how can she say that her embroidery is better than mine?” Wei Yingluo sighed and held up the embroidery bandage in her hand, saying, “She taught me how to embroider, she taught me well and I learned well ...”

   Since she was a little girl, Wei Yingning has longed for her sister. While other twin sisters want to be different from each other, she hates that she is like her sister in everything.

   So, she learns her sister's grooming, her smile, her walk and her embroidery work.

   “My qualifications are limited and although I have received a great deal from her, I have only learned about 70 or 80% at most.” Wei Yingluo said to Zhang Momo, “So, you are right, Yingning is better than the embroidery.”

   Zhang Momo was silent for a long time.

   “... Tell me about her.” Wei Yingluo said gently, “She also served in the Embroidery Workshop, perhaps, under you?”

   “There are so many people in the Embroidery Workshop, besides the court ladies, there are also embroiderers invited from outside the palace.” Zhang Momo said without expression, “With so much work, who has time to remember their names? Speaking of which, have you finished your work for today?”

   Zhang Momo denied it and even changed the subject stiffly but Wei Yingning could not let this opportunity slip through her hands. I've been in the palace for so long but I haven't made many friends, so I only have you to rely on. What can I do to avoid repeating Wei Yingning's mistakes?”

   Zhang Momo was silent again.

   This time Wei Yingluo didn't rush, Zhuzi only has the right to rush her servant, she is not Zhuzi, on the contrary, she works under Zhang Momo, she is barely Zhang Momo's subordinate and servant.

   Zhang Momo's willingness to answer her question would depend on the goodwill she had accumulated over the past month of flattery and ... The weight of sister in Zhang Momo's heart.

   Zhang Momo wouldn't answer her, was it because a month was too short a time? Surely, she had been too hasty, she should have sunk her teeth into it and spent a few more months with it ...

   “... There are many taboos in the palace, such as the one you just mentioned.” Zhang Momo's voice suddenly rang out above her head saying, “The third word in her name is the boudoir name of Noble Consort Hui.”

[1] Noble Consort Hui name is Gao Ningxie…

   Wei Yingluo looked up in surprise.

   Zhang Momo's expression was very complicated, she did not look happy--anyone would be unhappy to be counted on so much by their subordinates.

   But even so, she gave Wei Yingluo an answer.

   “A Noble Lady's name is not worthy of a servant, so the person you are talking about must have changed her name here.” Zhang Momo said slowly, “Forget it this time, don't mention that name anywhere else, or it will get back to Noble Consort Hui and you'll be in for a real trouble! All right, that's it for today, you're off!”

   “Momo ...”

   “Go!”

   The doors of the Embroidery Workshop closed behind Wei Yingluo, who was almost driven out of the Embroidery Workshop by Zhang Momo.

   When Fang Gu saw that she had returned early, she threw in some pairs of shoes and socks and asked her to embroider them with beautiful patterns.

   Wei Yingluo embroidered absentmindedly, sticking the needle in her finger several times, holding the bruised finger in her mouth as the rusty tasting blood sizzled on her tongue.

   “The jadeite rosary's really pretty.” quipped Jixiang, who passed by her.

   Wei Yingluo bowed her head as it turned out that she had unknowingly embroidered a string of emerald rosary beads on her handkerchief and looking at the rosary beads, all that came to her mind was a hand entwined with emerald green rosary beads.

   “Noble Consort Hui ...” Wei Yingluo muttered in her mind.

   I was thinking about when I would see her but I never thought the opportunity would come so quickly.

   A few days later, in the Embroidery Workshop, Zhang Momo ordered Wei Yingluo and Jinxiu to come to her and said to them: “You two come with me.”

   Wei Yingluo and Jinxiu immediately put down the work they were doing and followed each other, the palace garden was a few degrees deep, the nine winding corridors were fascinating.

   “Back to Momo, remember.” Jinxiu snaps, always trying her best to make a good impression on the hearts of those above her.

   However, Zhang Momo laughed and said: “Can I go back on my own later?”

   Jinxiu was immediately dumbfounded, it was easier to say than to do, the paths in front of and behind her all looked the same--it was a good defense against the assassins, who had to spend a lot of time looking for the path but also against a new palace maid like her, who could get lost if she wasn't careful. If she wasn't careful she could get lost.

   If Zhang Momo really wants her to go back on her own, she'll probably have to ask for directions all the way back.

   “It is a rule in the palace that you are not allowed to roam about, so the court ladies do not normally go out of the palace where they are serving, unless they are ordered by Zhuzi to deliver something elsewhere.” Seeing her embarrassment, Zhang Momo did not scold her but said, “But you are from the Embroidery Workshop and you often have to tailor your clothes for Zhuzi, so you must know your way around, otherwise you will not be able to get back and you will miss your job.”

   “Yes!” Jinxiu hurriedly responded.

   Wei Yingluo, however, heard something else in their conversation and asked: “Momo, which Zhuzi are we going to make clothes for now?”

   Zhang Momo gave her a meaningful glance, then gazed away, casting a glance at the red walls and green tiles not far away and said faintly: “Noble Consort Hui.”

   All the way after that, Jinxiu looked nervous and excited at the same time.

   Wei Yingluo knew she was trying to make a show of herself in front of Noble Lady again but was Noble Consort Hui that easy to please?

   Although they had not been in the palace for long, they had heard a lot about Xiaozhu in the various palaces.  When she was happy, she grabbed a handful of Zhenzhu and sprinkled it on her servants; when she was unhappy, she also grabbed a handful of Zhenzhu but instead of sprinkling it on her servants, she told them to eat it one by one ...

   Beautiful and fierce, a peony with a poisonous extract.

   “Her Highness Noble Consort, spare your life!”

   As a result, an ear-splitting scream rang out before the trio had even stepped through the doors of Noble Consort Hui's chambers.

   “Get on your knees!” Zhang Momo shouted hastily, then knelt down on the ground first herself.

   Although she didn't know what was going on, it was best to follow the example of the old man in the palace at this time, Wei Yingluo hurriedly followed and knelt down, then secretly looked ahead out of the corner of her eyes.

   A woman dressed as Zhuzi, who seemed to have just escaped from the direction of the palace, lost one of her shoes in her haste and ran towards them with one shoe and one foot of mud but was soon caught by two sturdy court maids behind her and could not help crying out, “Her Highness Noble Consort, please spare me!”

   Then parting the flowers, a beautiful woman covered in pearls appeared behind the flowers, only to see her right hand wrapped around a string of emerald rosary beads, her hand with false nails gently resting on the hand of the maid beside her and with every step she took, the rosary beads, the bright moon dangles and the golden pendants on her body shook with her, reflecting a golden and jade light.

   From afar, it looked as if a woman of light sitting on a cloud.

   When they got closer, it was realized that she was no less beautiful than the pearls on her body.

  

  

   “Is this Noble Consort Hui?” Wei Yingluo mind.

   Hearing so many rumors, every rumor of her beauty, so many mouths, so many compliments, none of them half as good as her in person.

   When the peony is in bloom, it is beautiful and overwhelming.

   “What do you mean, spare your life? If people hear you, they'll think I'm going to hurt you.” Noble Consort Hui slowly walked up to the woman dressed as Zhuzi, looked down at her from above and said, “Noble Lady Yu, when you're sick you need to take your medicine.”

   “No, no!” The woman she called Noble Lady Yu shook her head hurriedly and said, “I'm not sick, I ...”

   “Royal Physician!” Noble Consort Hui suddenly shouted and said, “Why don't you give Noble Lady Yu her medicine?”

   A medical officer with a bowl of medicine hurriedly came out from behind her.

   Seeing the hot bowl of medicine getting closer to her, Noble Lady Yu, her temples dripping with sweat, struggled and cried out in a heartbreaking voice: “I am not sick! I am pregnant with the dragon's seed!”

   There was a moment of silence and every one of the dozen people present wished they were blind and deaf, lest they be killed and silenced later.

   However, Noble Consort Hui looked as if she had not heard but repeated what she had said before: “The Royal Physician Bureau, why don't you give her the medicine?”

   “Yes, yes ...” the Royal Physician Bureau said quickly.

   Wei Yingluo peeked at him and saw that his hand was shaking a little as he carried the bowl of medicine and as he walked, the brown juice inside spilled all the way.

   She couldn't help but feel her heart sink.

   I had only heard of harem rivalries and forced abortions in the past but I never imagined that one day this scene would come to life in front of her.

   When listening to the play, the spectators could curse and swear and even a few rich people could use the silver in their hands to do justice to the people in the play and those storytellers, having received enough reward money, would turn their mouths and let the good in the play be rewarded with good and the evil with evil.

   But in reality, it is often the case that the wicked have won the way.

   Such as this Noble Consort Hui.

   Hearing so many rumors, every one of them speaking of her evil, so many mouths, so much denigration, nothing half as good as her real person.

   Even though it is a peony, it is a peony that has been poisoned.

   “You're not a child anymore, why are you taking a pill and tossing it around so much?” Noble Consort Hui was still in that condescending and arrogant posture with which one looked at a person and said, “Someone, help her.”

   Noble Lady Yu kept refusing to take her medicine, shaking her head like a rattle to avoid the bowl in front of her, so that the hairpin on her head was shaken off and her hair was draped over her body in a frenzy.

   “Yes, Her Highness...” And now a couple of court maids got the order, two pressing her shoulders and one pinching her chin, forcing her mouth open, then gesturing with their eyes for the Royal Physician to feed the medicine.

   At the sight of this, Wei Yingluo, who was on her knees, clenched her fists.

   Looking around, I saw that apart from Noble Consort Hui and her men and a small maid who happened to be here to prune the flowers, there were only three of us.

   Wei Yingluo took a deep breath ...

   “Stop!”

  

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