Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Life was inconvenient in ancient times. The daily prescriptions had to be boiled for an hour. A small bowl of medicine was so bitter that it made the tongue numb and the throat felt like it was being pricked by needles.

Occasionally she would miss Western medicine, where a small pill could relieve a patient's pain.

Wen Yuan was tortured by morning sickness and her hands and feet became weak, and she spent most of the day lying in bed.

After careful consideration, Wen Yuan felt that it was time to take action.

"Sakura, come here."

"Hey, here you are." Xiaoying was soaking Jianlan leaves for Wen Yuan. When she heard Wen Yuan calling her, she immediately put down the work in her hands.

Wen Yuan glanced at the screen and asked, "Is there anyone outside?"

Sakura followed her gaze and whispered, "No, they're in the yard sweeping the snow."

Wen Yuan felt relieved.

"Abortion pills..."

Wen Yuan had just said a few words when Xiaoying's face changed. She put her index finger to her lips and kept saying "hush", afraid that others would hear her.

Wen Yuan understood and lowered his voice: "Didn't the imperial physician prescribe several medicines for you? Where do you usually suffer?"

"I borrowed the stove from the small kitchen and boiled the medicine in a utility room behind it."

Xiaoying is a first-class palace maid, who serves the imperial concubine personally in her daily life. She does not have to do these chores herself, as the palace maids below her will do them.

"How many doses of medicine do you have left?"

"Four pairs left."

Wen Yuan thought carefully for a while and found that there was only one feasible solution.

She didn't want to involve Sakura, but Chinese medicine was troublesome, time-consuming, and had a strong smell. She couldn't think of any other way to prepare it quietly.

"Xiaoying, go and make the medicine yourself tomorrow. Don't give it to anyone else. Remember, replace the medicine you used this afternoon with the abortion medicine. After you're done, bring it to your room and I'll come find you in the evening."

Sakura's heart was pounding so hard it almost jumped out of her throat.

"My lady, are you really going to do this?"

"Yes." Wen Yuan nodded firmly. "Originally, I didn't want to involve you, but now in this Yonghe Palace, I only trust you. Tomorrow night, I will find a reason to let you leave the palace. Remember, don't come back after you leave. Go to Xijing. I found a house for you there and I'll leave the key at Zhang's Bank."

Wen Yuan handed Xiaoying a diamond-shaped jade pendant, on which the words "Zhang's Bank" could be vaguely seen.

"Take this to Zhang's Bank to exchange. I've deposited some silver in there. You can withdraw it together."

Wen Yuan's words came without any warning. Xiaoying was so scared that her legs went weak and her mind went blank.

She couldn't digest so many things in such a short time.

Every word Wen Yuan said was treasonous and he should be torn into pieces and his entire clan executed.

Wen Yuan did not urge her. She knew that this matter was very dangerous. If an accident happened, no one could save Xiaoying's life.

However, Wen Yuan did not have many choices.

She couldn't wait to leave here, but the child was a stumbling block and she had to leave cleanly.

If possible, she wouldn't even want a cenotaph.

She wants to disappear from this world completely.

The only thing to be thankful for was that she had paved the way for Sakura in advance, so even though the decision was hasty, she didn't have to rush around.

After about half an incense stick of time, Wen Yuan asked, "Xiaoying, did you understand what I said?"

Xiaoying pursed her lips and scratched her nails. Her dizzy brain was hit back and forth by the iceberg, buzzing, and seawater poured into her ears. She could hardly hear Wen Yuan's voice.

"Xiaoying, Xiaoying." Wen Yuan called her.

"Huh? I...I'm here." Xiaoying finally regained a bit of her sanity and used her energy to answer Wen Yuan.

"Did you remember what I just said?"

Sakura didn't answer.

"Do you remember?" Wen Yuan insisted.

Xiaoying burst into tears: "My Queen, no, Xiaoying can't remember, no, my Queen, you can't do this, you can't."

No matter how slow-witted Xiaoying was, she could tell that Wen Yuan was leaving his last words.

Her mother may not want to live anymore.

Realizing this, Sakura's tears burst forth like a flood, soaking a handkerchief.

Wen Yuan let her cry without trying to comfort her, but just wiped her tears quietly.

It wasn't until the second handkerchief was soaked that Sakura stopped sobbing.

"Empress, what do you want to do? Please don't chase Sakura away, okay?" Sakura's voice became much hoarser.

There was no way to explain to an ancient person that she was planning to escape and return to her original world, and Wen Yuan didn't want to waste the effort.

She frowned and said, "Sakura, am I good to you?"

"Well, my lady is the best."

"In that case, just do whatever I ask you to do. Don't cry or make a fuss, and don't make it difficult for me, okay?"

Sakura is a simple girl who only responds to tough situations and not soft words. At this time, only by being ruthless and tough can she accomplish her goal.

Sure enough, after Wen Yuan's reprimand, although Xiaoying was a little dazed, she still nodded vigorously.

"Remember, be careful. If someone finds out, it doesn't matter if this medicine is ruined. Your safety is the most important thing. Do you understand?"

Wen Yuan is pregnant with a dragon seed, and everyone is looking forward to this child.

There is only one set of this abortion medicine in the entire palace. If it is used up, it will be gone.

This is a dangerous undertaking and no mistakes can be made.

"My lady, Sakura will remember what you said."

Wen Yuan nodded with satisfaction. Although Xiaoying was timid, she never failed to deliver at critical moments.

Over the years, Sakura has been with her and witnessed her building tall buildings and entertaining guests. Now that her building is about to collapse, there is no need for Sakura to watch.

Everyone has his or her own destiny. Wen Yuan's life is no longer in the Taifeng Dynasty, and she wants to go home.

In the afternoon of the second day, Xiaoying took out the Chinese medicine from the alcove. Before going out, she replaced the oil paper wrapping the medicine with the one commonly used by the imperial physicians in the palace.

She went out with the medicine bag in her hand. The maid who had been helping her boil the medicine came forward attentively and said, "Sister Xiaoying, give it to me. I'll boil it."

The little palace maid naturally stretched out her hand, and when she was about to touch the medicine bag, Sakura took a step back.

"I'll do it myself today, you go ahead and do your work."

The little maid's smile froze on her face, and she said with a wry smile, "Okay, Sakura-san."

On the way to the kitchenette, Sakura pretended to be calm.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the small kitchen at that time, so she carried the stove to the utility room at the back.

With trembling hands, she opened the medicine package, poured the medicine into the medicine jar, and soaked it in cold water.

She crumpled up the oil paper that wrapped the medicine into a ball, stuffed it into the stove hole, and burned it all when the fire started.

Sakura stood by the stove, chewing her fingernails anxiously.

She didn't sleep all night last night, her mind was full of what Wen Yuan said. After getting up, she was in a daze, like a walking corpse.

The jade pendant from Zhang's Bank was in her arms. She held it tightly all night last night, fearing that she would lose it.

She took out a tinder, hesitated for a long time, and then tremblingly lit the fire.

The flame grew from small to large, enveloping the medicine jar.

Sakura held her breath and stared at the flames. Her heart rose with every rise in the flames.

Suddenly, a kick flew out from the air and overturned the medicine jar.