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At the hour of noon, sunlight filtered through thin clouds, casting a gentle golden veil across the ancient and solemn temple. Incense curled upwards from the temple, its wisps of smoke like a dreamy veil drifting slowly toward the sky, intertwining and dancing with the fine dust particles in the air, creating a mysterious and ethereal painting. The melodious and deep toll of the bells, as if emanating from ancient times, each sound like a heavy hammer strike, hammering deeply upon the heart. The lingering sound echoed endlessly in every corner of the temple, as if telling of the vicissitudes and mysteries of time.

The majestic and compassionate Buddha statue stands high above, looking down upon the world. The lines of the Buddha's face are gentle yet powerful, and its all-seeing gaze seems to penetrate the heart, reaching the deepest part of the soul, making us feel awe and piety in its presence.

Amidst this solemn and dignified atmosphere, Concubine Su, clad in a simple yet regal palace attire, gracefully entered the temple. The intricate patterns embroidered on the sleeves of her attire shimmered and shimmered in the sunlight. These designs were not ordinary depictions of flowers, birds, fish, and insects, but rather the profound symbolism of the Eight Treasures of Buddhism. Each stitch and thread was infused with the embroiderer's meticulous care and ingenuity, each thread revealing exquisite craftsmanship and delicacy, as if telling an untold story. Her head was adorned with dazzling pearls and jadeite, each a rare treasure, radiating a captivating and mysterious glow. This light swayed gently with her graceful steps, like stars twinkling in the vast night sky, dazzling and captivating. Surrounded by a group of well-trained palace maids, Concubine Su resembled a blooming lotus, untainted by the mud, yet serenely serene in the clear waters. Her every gesture exuded dignity and grace. Her eyes were clear and resolute, like a bottomless spring or the brightest star in the night sky, glittering, profound, and captivating. The faint smile on her lips was like a spring breeze, warm yet distant, as if she knew everything that was about to happen, yet didn't care.

At 9:00 PM, the blessing ceremony officially began. However, the other concubines deliberately placed Concubine Su at the end of the procession. Faced with this apparent challenge, Concubine Su raised her eyebrows slightly, a subtle chill flickering in her eyes, but she maintained a dignified and appropriate smile as she calmly walked to the back row. She knew in her heart that this was merely a petty tactic within the palace, and she wouldn't be bothered by such a trick.

Just as Concubine Su was about to insert her incense stick into the censer, it suddenly broke, sending billowing black smoke billowing out, and a pungent odor quickly filled the air. Then, a strange, gusting wind suddenly swept through the temple, sweeping through with a howling force. The suddenness and ferocity of the wind surprised everyone, including Concubine Su. However, after a brief moment of surprise, Concubine Su couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the Buddha has a deeper meaning for me? Was this unexpected turn of events a foreshadowing?

The presiding nun hurried over, her face etched with confusion and worry. Her brows furrowed, her eyes revealing a deep bewilderment at the sudden situation. The wrinkles on her forehead, deepened by anxiety, seemed like deep furrows left by the passage of time, recording countless vicissitudes and changes.

Concubine Su calmly saluted the presiding nun, and then slowly said: "Nun, I am devoted to Buddhism. I have no distracting thoughts at all. I am grateful for the Buddha's protection. If I have done anything inappropriate, I hope the Buddha will punish me. I will definitely take responsibility for the failure of my harem reform." Her voice was crisp and firm, and it was particularly clear in this chaotic scene.

As soon as the words fell, Concubine Ning, already harboring ulterior motives, heard the words "Buddha's explicit instruction of punishment," and the sudden onslaught of the wind, her fear surged. She felt a chill running down her spine, quickly spreading throughout her body. Her face instantly turned pale as paper, her body limp, and without warning, she fainted.

The maids around Concubine Ning were thrown into a panic. Some cried out in fear, "Ning Fei Niang!" The sharp, piercing sound shattered the temple's tranquility, severing the peaceful atmosphere like a sword. Others frantically rushed to fetch the imperial physician, stumbling and accidentally knocking over the offerings. The offerings scattered to the ground, making a crisp sound and adding to the chaos and devastation.

The other concubines also had varying reactions. Consort Xian stared at the fainted Consort Ning with wide eyes, disbelief, thinking to herself, "What should I do? I don't want this to get me involved." Her hands unconsciously twisted the handkerchief in her hands, her eyes filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

Concubine Liu raised the corners of her mouth, a gloating look flashed in her eyes, and she was secretly happy in her heart: "She is arrogant and domineering in her daily life, and now she is getting her retribution." She turned slightly and whispered a few words to the palace maid beside her, as if she was planning something.

Concubine De, on the other hand, stood aside with an indifferent expression, as if the chaos before her had nothing to do with her. Her eyes were as calm as water, only occasionally glancing at Concubine Su, with a hint of elusive meaning in her eyes.

In this chaotic moment, Concubine Su keenly noticed that a jade pendant had slipped out of Concubine Ning's sleeve. The jade pendant was unique and exquisite in style, and seemed to be related to a mysterious incident in the palace.

Concubine Su's mind raced with thoughts: How could this jade pendant be in Concubine Ning's possession? Could she be inextricably linked to this case? If she could seize this opportunity to uncover the truth, perhaps she could gain an advantage in this complex palace struggle. But right now, saving lives was paramount; she must not lose her composure in the face of a momentary urgency.

Thinking of this, Concubine Su calmed herself down, a trace of concern flashed in her eyes, and she quickly stepped forward and said, "Help Concubine Ning to the side to rest, don't delay the treatment. Everyone, don't panic, I believe Concubine Ning will be safe." Although she was in this palace full of constant struggles, she still maintained a kindness and magnanimity, which was impressive.

When the surrounding concubines heard what Noble Concubine Su said, some looked ashamed, while others cast suspicious glances. However, Noble Concubine Su ignored all this and personally directed the palace maids to carefully carry Concubine Ning to a nearby wing to rest.

In the side chamber, Imperial Concubine Su sat quietly beside the bed, watching the unconscious Concubine Ning, her mind racing. She recalled her experiences since entering the palace, the infighting, the deceptions, the treacherous steps. Was this incident a fluke, or the result of a carefully orchestrated conspiracy?

At this moment, the imperial physician hurried over. After a thorough examination, his expression became grave. He bowed to Concubine Su and said, "Your Highness, Concubine Ning has been overly frightened and overwhelmed with worry, which has led to her coma. She needs to be properly nursed back to health."

Concubine Su nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, Imperial Physician. Please use the best medicinal herbs so that Concubine Ning can recover soon."

After the imperial physician left, Concubine Su fell into deep thought. She knew this incident wouldn't end so easily. Concubine Ning's coma might just be the beginning. And the mysterious jade pendant, like a mystery hidden in the darkness, awaited her unraveling.

As night fell, the hustle and bustle of the temple gradually subsided. Concubine Su stood alone in the courtyard, gazing up at the starry night sky. A gentle breeze rustled her hair, adding a touch of softness and loneliness to her appearance.

"My queen, it's late at night, be careful not to catch a cold." Xiao Taozi said softly.

Concubine Su sighed slightly and said, "How did this jade pendant end up in Concubine Ning's hands?"

Xiao Taozi remained silent, as she knew very well how helpless and exhausted Concubine Su was.

Back in her room, Concubine Su lay on the bed, but she had no desire to sleep. The scene of the day and the mysterious jade pendant kept appearing in her mind.