readsfreenovel Chapter 209 Consort Fucha
Chapter 209 Consort Fucha
After hearing this, the chubby orange cat showed a hint of concern on its face and said softly:
"Then you should still get more rest."
Big Fat Orange looked around and its gaze fell on the flowers, plants and trees in the Imperial Garden.
He smiled and said to Fu Yurao:
"The scenery in this Imperial Garden is pleasant, but it's a bit windy. You mustn't get caught in the wind."
Fu Yurao lowered her head slightly, her eyelids drooping, and responded softly:
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I understand."
Her tone was calm, revealing little emotional fluctuation.
After a moment's thought, the chubby orange cat suggested:
"Why don't you come back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with me? It's warmer there."
"You can also have someone from the Imperial Medical Academy examine you more closely."
Although Fu Yurao was somewhat unwilling,
But forcing himself to suppress his disgust for the big, fat orange cat, he curtsied and said:
"According to the order."
Throughout the journey, Fu Yurao remained silent, her head bowed.
Big Fat Orange would occasionally try to start a conversation with her.
From poetry and songs to philosophy of life, they try to bridge the gap between each other.
Although Fu Yurao admired Da Pang Ju's extensive knowledge, she was still impressed by his greasy, overweight face.
They weren't very enthusiastic about small talk, only offering polite responses.
They arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Big Fat Orange specially sent someone to invite Wen Shichu, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, to take Fu Yurao's pulse.
A short while later, Wen Shichu rushed over.
After bowing to the large orange cat, he began to take Fu Yurao's pulse.
After a moment, Wen Shichu raised his head and said to the chubby orange with a smile:
"The patient's pulse is fine; he will recover in a few more days with proper care."
After hearing this, the chubby orange cat breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on its face.
After Wen Shichu left, Da Pangju invited Fu Yurao to stay for dinner.
Fu Yurao sat at the table, her face cold as she dined with the chubby orange.
Seeing Fu Yurao's indifferent attitude, the chubby orange asked...
"You don't want to enter the palace? Why?"
Fu Yurao raised her eyes and said, "Although the palace is rich and luxurious, it is not as free as the outside world."
If she had a choice, she would rather marry an ordinary man and live a life of enjoying nature.
But all of this was ruined by the old emperor in front of him.
Fu Yurao's purpose in entering the palace this time is to avenge the entire Zhen family.
Her gaze fell on the big, fat orange cat, and she lowered her eyes to conceal her expression.
Big Fat Orange was slightly taken aback by Fu Yu Rao's words, recalling Fu Yu Rao's fondness for Li Bai's poetry during the talent show.
Having some understanding of Fu Yurao's temperament, he then smiled and said:
"I bestow upon you the most honorable favor in the harem."
Isn't the endless riches and glory you enjoy more important than freedom outside the palace?
Fu Yuyao's hatred grew even stronger.
However, he outwardly appeared very respectful:
"I am naturally aware of the Emperor's favor."
But these four palace walls, like a cage, tightly lock away the concubine's heart.
Big Fat Orange squinted, staring at the woman in front of him with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in his eyes.
The more the chubby orange cat saw Fu Yurao's attitude, the more it wanted to conquer her.
Make her belong to you wholeheartedly.
He smiled slightly, revealing a confident expression, as if victory was already assured.
"Your personality is quite interesting,"
The big, fat orange cat slowly said,
"I want to see how I can make you truly stay by my side."
Fu Yurao clenched her fists secretly. Soon, she would make this tyrant pay the price.
After dinner, the chubby orange looked at Fu Yurao with lingering reluctance and tried to persuade her to stay longer:
"My beloved concubine, please stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight."
Fu Yurao's heart tightened; she didn't want to stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
It's inconvenient to do things
Fu Yurao then quickly curtsied and said:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. However, I am not yet fully recovered and I am afraid that I may spoil Your Majesty's mood. I hope Your Majesty will understand."
Seeing this, the chubby orange cat couldn't insist and could only wave its hand helplessly.
"Never mind, we'll talk about it when you're better."
Fu Yurao was secretly delighted and quickly thanked him, saying:
"Your Majesty, I thank you for your understanding."
The fat orange then summoned Su Peisheng and instructed, "Eunuch Su, arrange for someone to escort Consort Zhao back to Yanxi Palace."
After expressing her gratitude once again, Fu Yurao followed Su Peisheng out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Along the way, Su Peisheng smiled obsequiously and said to Fu Yurao:
"Consort Zhao, look how much the Emperor cares for you! This is something that other concubines would love to do!"
Your future will surely be filled with endless wealth and luxury.
Fu Yurao was not interested in Su Peisheng's flattery.
He gave a perfunctory reply, but in his heart he was secretly planning his next move.
From that day on, Big Fat Orange would often ask Yu Rao to accompany him.
Although Fu Yurao always appeared cold and distant,
But the chubby orange cat didn't care at all; on the contrary, it became more and more fascinated by her, and its interest grew higher and higher.
Almost everyone else in the palace knew that Consort Zhao was actually playing a game of feigned indifference.
Everyone was secretly speculating about when Consort Zhao would finally be chosen to serve the emperor.
To address this question, Consort Qi even set up a betting game, allowing everyone to place bets and guess.
Meanwhile, Nian Shilan, unable to contain her curiosity, went to Kunning Palace to inquire about news from Fucha Peiyun.
Ask that old man when he'll finally lose his temper.
In response to Nian Shilan's question, Fucha Peiyun's lips curled up slightly.
He revealed a sly smile and said softly:
"Why are you in such a hurry? Be patient and wait, the results will be available soon."
Although everyone knew perfectly well that Consort Zhao was deliberately using the tactic of feigning indifference to manipulate the Emperor,
But no one was willing to ruin Fu Yurao's good deed.
There are two reasons why the women in the harem acted this way.
Firstly, this matter can be seen as a kind of romantic interest between the Emperor and Consort Zhao.
If they were to rashly get involved, it would likely displease the Emperor.
After all, in the inner palace, the emperor's mood is of utmost importance.
But more importantly, if it weren't for those ambitious individuals or those struggling to make ends meet...
Who would willingly serve such an old and ugly person?
Apart from these two newly arrived concubines, all the other concubines had already experienced the cruelty and ruthlessness of palace intrigue.
Having weathered countless storms,
They had come to understand that in this treacherous court, self-preservation was the only way to survive.
Therefore, they now either focus on raising their children or take care of their pregnancies, simply wanting to live a peaceful and safe life.
Just as everyone was discussing and speculating,
The chubby orange cat once again graced the Tingxi Palace.
Fu Yurao knew very well that the old emperor's patience was running out.
She knew she couldn't push her luck any further and had to stop while she was ahead.
Fu Yurao carefully examined herself in the mirror.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with my makeup and clothing
Taking advantage of the servants' inattention, she quietly walked to the hidden compartment under the bed.
She gently opened the hidden compartment and took out a packet of medicinal powder.
Then carefully place it into the incense burner.
After doing all this, Fu Yurao casually straightened her clothes.
He appeared at the door with a group of palace maids and eunuchs, ready to welcome the big fat orange.