frightfiction Chapter 310: Witchcraft Birthday Banquet
Chapter 310: Witchcraft Birthday Banquet
Concubine Wu had a cold expression on her face and continued copying Buddhist scriptures without even raising her head.
They can place spies in other people's palaces, and others can also place spies in Yonghe Palace.
This time they were one step behind. She will not regret it, but will only reflect on it. However, the traitor still needs to be found and eliminated.
Moreover, this matter was full of weirdness, so she ordered people to reveal to Concubine Hui the fact that Shi Rongyue had betrayed the prince and had an affair with the fourth prince, but it was soon discovered by the emperor's people.
It's not that she is conceited. As a member of a bondservant family, Yonghe Palace is the territory she has managed for more than ten years. How could she expect the emperor to find out about her plan so easily?
She had some suspicion that there was another mastermind behind this, and several names flashed through her mind. Each of them had motives and abilities, but she couldn't be sure who it was.
While thinking in his mind, his hands still held the wolf howl, copying the scriptures into the book stroke by stroke.
Gradually, the anxiety, panic, anger, unwillingness and other emotions that had surged in his heart after being demoted dissipated one by one, and he returned to his previous calmness and composure.
However, at this moment, Xia Ju hurried in and said anxiously:
"My queen, the Fourteenth Prince has been crying for you, his voice is almost hoarse, do you want to see him?"
Hearing that Fourteenth Prince missed her, Concubine Wu suddenly stopped howling like a wolf. A bean-sized drop of ink dripped onto the scripture, instantly destroying the page that was almost copied.
But she didn't care. Her heart was filled with worry and heartache for the Fourteenth Prince. However, thinking of the Emperor's oral order, she still refused cruelly.
"No, the emperor has ordered me to copy the sutra twenty times within five days and reflect on my mistakes. Xia Ju, tell the Fourteenth Old Man that I will go to see him soon and ask him to be good and stop crying. Have someone stew some pear juice to moisten his throat."
After finishing her explanation, Wupin suddenly changed her tone and said coldly:
"The Yonghe Palace has been in turmoil recently. You must keep a close eye on the Fourteenth Prince and make sure no one takes advantage of him. Also, you must not let your guard down with the Ninth Princess and the Twelfth Princess. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, I will hold you two accountable."
Upon hearing this, Nanny Cui/Xia Ju kowtowed heavily in agreement.
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As time passed, the palace was no longer filled with the oppression and solemnity of the past few days.
The entire palace was filled with joy, with lights and decorations everywhere, as if it was even more lively than the Chinese New Year, because tomorrow was Empress Xian's birthday banquet.
On the contrary, the cold palace was extremely lonely. The cold wind blew through the broken windows. The room was cold and deserted, as if it was a cave in a snowy mountain, without a trace of warmth.
The commoner Hesheli, who was sleeping on the bed, was awakened by the cold. She suddenly opened her eyes, and anger surged in her angry eyes. She sat up and cursed skillfully:
"Someone, someone, it's so cold in the house, you want to freeze me to death!"
After hearing the scolding, the door was pushed open after a while, and Xinyue walked in hurriedly, wiping her face with the back of her hand.
Seeing the common people wake up, she quickly explained:
"Please forgive me, the previous charcoal has run out, and now I have changed to a new kind of charcoal. I just brought it back and will bring it over to light it later."
After hearing this, Hesheli Shuren looked sinister and angry, and asked in a sharp voice:
"You slut, don't think I don't understand. How come the silver carbon is all used up? Did you embezzle money?"
Xinyue's face was covered with black and white streaks because there was no eunuch to help her carry the charcoal. She looked numb in the face of the common people's questioning.
Just over a month of life in the cold palace had worn away her temper, and Hesheli Shuren became more and more irritable and crazy, just like the crazy woman in the cold palace that she had heard of before.
She knelt down and explained:
"You are innocent. I have never embezzled the charcoal. The original silver charcoal was left over from the Changchun Palace last year. There wasn't much to begin with, and it was used up last night. I just went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get some black charcoal, and I'll light it for you right away."
However, when he heard the word "black charcoal", Hesheli Shuren threw the pillow hard, hitting Xinyue's face.
Xinyue felt a pain on her face, but she didn't dare to hide. She knelt there obediently. Hesheli Shuren asked more and more sharply like a madman:
"Black charcoal? Are you trying to suffocate me to death with that stuff? I want silver charcoal, silver charcoal, do you hear me? And what about that old thing Shang Ma? Hurry up and get her over here! She comes here every day when she has nothing to do, but can't be found when she has something to do. She's a slave who bullies her master!"
Xinyue bowed her head:
"Commoner, I only got black charcoal from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Silver charcoal is for the masters and ladies. As for Nanny Shang, she just recovered from a cold yesterday and was supposed to come over, but she accidentally fell and sprained her foot. She is now recuperating in her room and cannot move around for the time being."
The house was cold, and when another gust of chilly wind blew in, Hesheli Shuren shivered with cold.
She didn't care about losing her temper anymore, and quickly got back into the quilt, leaving only one last word: "Get lost!" and turned her back.
After hearing this, Xinyue retreated as if escaping. Hesheli Shuren, who was huddled in bed, was shivering with cold, and was tortured both physically and mentally. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
She was the second daughter of the Hesheli clan. She had lived a life of luxury since childhood. How could she have ever been in such a miserable state that she didn't even have any charcoal to keep warm in the winter?
It was Concubine Xian who caused all this. If it weren't for that bitch, she would still be the honorable Concubine Ping. Concubine Xian, Concubine Xian, she hated her so much!
Then she remembered the news that Xiao Muzi had secretly told her, that the emperor had ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make a royal dress for the imperial concubine in the size of Concubine Xian some time ago.
And tomorrow happens to be that bitch's birthday. The Emperor will hold a grand birthday banquet for her and may even announce her promotion to Imperial Concubine at the banquet.
When he thought of this, Hesheli Shuren's breathing became rapid and he felt very unwilling.
Ahhhhh! Why! Why!
Why should a sickly girl from a farm be promoted to imperial concubine in less than a year?
She harmed her, and now she still wants to be rich, glorious and glorious. Forget it!
The commoner Hesheli, who was curled up on the bed, had a crazy look on his face and red eyes. He suddenly lost his mind and took out a little man the size of a palm from under his pillow.
He sat up, regardless of his thin clothes, picked up the needle and poked the little man again and again.
When the little man looked closer, he saw a miniature appearance of Empress Xian, with her name and birth date written on her chest. Hesheli Shuren kept stabbing and stabbing as if there was no end.
Through a broken window, he could clearly see what Hesheli Shuren was doing, and Xiao Muzi's mouth curled up strangely.
He quickly put it away, looked around, and sneaked away.
The next day was cloudy and the light was a little dim, but the Forbidden City was bustling with activity. Today was Concubine Xian's birthday banquet. Royal relatives, officials above the third rank and their families came to the palace to attend the banquet, which was held in the Jiangxue Pavilion.
"I'm going to court now. I'll come and pick you up to go to Jiangxuexuan after court."
After Kangxi washed and dressed, he sat down beside the bed and gently put Shi Nanxi's hand, which was exposed outside the quilt, into the quilt.
Shi Nanxi huddled in the quilt with only her head sticking out. Her waist-length black hair was spread out on the pillow, making her palm-sized face look even smaller.
She was still a little dazed at this time. When she heard Kangxi's words, she casually hummed and closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
Looking at the lazy bug on the bed, Kangxi smiled helplessly, stood up and personally lowered the thick curtains, then went out and gave instructions to Hongying and Nanny Yang.
"Let your queen sleep a little longer and don't disturb her. Also, prepare some hot food in advance for her when she wakes up. By the way, Madam Shi will definitely come today. Pay attention to her words. If Concubine Xian has been wronged, send someone to tell me."
"It's the Emperor. Farewell, Emperor."