The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

The shrill voice frightened Zi Yan, who was reporting the incident, so much that she trembled.

Except for those in Yunxiu Palace, everyone else praised Concubine De for her gentleness and kindness.

But only the people in Yunxiu Palace knew that Concubine De’s temperament was not only not gentle, but also extremely vicious, like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows of the grass.

If the Empress had not had a plan in mind, the prince would not have been sent out of the palace as soon as he was born and would not have grown up safely.

Zi Yan's heart trembled as these memories flashed through her mind.

In the palace, Concubine De was so angry that she smashed several vases, and the pieces were shattered all over the floor. Only then did she finally calm down from her anger.

"Don't rush, don't rush."

"The prince is still young, and the sickly Crown Prince is still around. Now is not the best time to reveal the prince's identity. However, the prince's impression on His Majesty cannot be too unpleasant."

"As for that vicious woman from the Song family, humph, she's dragged down the prince. Forget it, she's going to die anyway, so she won't bother with that vicious woman."

Defei calmed down and started thinking.

"Come, ask His Majesty to come to our palace and tell him I have made a new soup and want His Majesty to try it."

"Yes, ma'am."

Zi Yan nodded and tiptoed out.

In the palace, the young concubines who had just entered the palace sent palace maids to serve soup and water to His Majesty in order to please His Majesty. However, those concubines who entered the palace earlier and already had princes and princesses by their side disdained to compete for these petty favors.

Each of them lives in his own palace, seeking leisure and comfort.

But today, a "newcomer" came to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The pretty maids, carrying the soup and snacks requested by the Empress of the Palace, looked with envy at Zi Yan, who was standing at the front in her beautiful attire.

"This lady is the head maidservant of the most gentle Consort De in the palace. She must be enjoying a great privilege to serve such a kind and gentle Consort De. Look at her clothes, they are all made of brocade offered from the south. Even her own lady can't wear them, but Sister Ziyan is already wearing them. How enviable."

"If I say, I can stay with the master of this small family. If he loves me, that's fine. But if he doesn't... Tsk, I'd rather be a maidservant beside one of the concubines who have a foothold in the palace."

Several young palace maids gathered together, chatting and looking at Zi Yan with envy.

Faced with the envy of these little palace maids, Zi Yan was naturally proud.

But she was too lazy to show off to these lowly little palace maids. Haha, her relationship with the Empress was different. If the Empress cared about her in the future, she only needed to say a word to the future Prince Liu Zhi. She... would have a bright future.

Zi Yan thought happily, and couldn't help feeling a sweet feeling in her heart.

While waiting for His Majesty to leave the court, the arrogance in Zi Yan's eyes became even stronger.

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Not to mention how lively the palace was, none of this could distract from the extremely quiet and solemn Liu Mansion.

Cui Leng Courtyard.

Song's mother stayed by Qingyin's bed, her face full of regret as she watched her daughter lying in a coma for a day and still not waking up.

She held Qingyin's hand and whispered, "You were so obsessed with that boy from the Liu family back then that you asked your father to arrange this marriage. But you didn't expect it to turn out like this. Qingqing, if mother had been more resolute and hadn't let you be so willful, wouldn't this be the case now?"

Song's mother's eyes turned red.

Qinghe, who was accompanying the old lady, also wiped away the tears that had just fallen from her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, Madam. The young lady is blessed with good fortune and will definitely wake up."

Qinghe didn't know whether she was comforting Song's mother or herself, her tone was very firm.

Mother Song was stunned for a moment, "I hope so."

"How's Nian Nian? Qingqing can't be sick. Nian Nian has been wronged."

Song's mother is still very concerned about her only granddaughter.

Qing He's eyes were red as she explained, "The young lady is being watched over by Qing Tao and the others. She's fine. It's just that the young lady keeps talking about me and seems a little down."

After hearing about her granddaughter's condition, Mother Song felt a little relieved. "That's... fortunately, it's right for Nian Nian to not see Qingqing now. She's so young, and if she gets sick, she won't be able to bear it. Qinghe, you've been having a hard time in the Liu Mansion."

Mother Song sighed.

Now that Qingqing is in trouble, Nian'er can't let anything happen to her again.

Song's mother can no longer tolerate the possibility of something happening to her granddaughter.

Qinghe's eyes also became redder.

"Madam, it's not hard for me, it's the young lady who is hardworking."

"Ah."

Song's mother choked up, but she had cried so much in the past few days that her emotions were relatively stable.

"You stay here first. I'll go check on the medicine the court doctor just prepared."

"Yes, old lady."

……

Song's mother and Qinghe took care of Qingyin personally throughout the whole process of her recovery. They did not dare to let anyone else take care of her, for fear that someone else might harm Qingyin.