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Yun Zhi Yue thought to herself, this person is indeed cautious. When she was known as Xiu Nu, this individual referred to herself as Luo, but after she was conferred the title of beauty, she began to call herself Servant.
Yun Zhi Yue fell silent, and Luo finally released her grip. Ignoring the fresh scent that surged into her chest, she noted that today was the fifteenth day of the month. As long as the concubines in the palace were not bedridden with illness, they were required to pay their respects to the Empress on the first and fifteenth days.
Luo warned her not to drink the tea offered by Feng Gong, for if she did, it would hinder her chances of conceiving in the future.
Yun Zhi Yue inhaled sharply. "The Empress is so bold; doesn’t she fear being discovered with such openly bestowed tea?"
Luo sneered. "If the Empress dares to act, she certainly isn’t afraid of being investigated. Some poisons cannot be detected."
In this harem, no royal heir had survived; the Empress was merely a part of the larger scheme. There were many paths ahead for Yun Zhi Yue, but first, she had to navigate this immediate challenge.
Luo intended to leave after her warning; it was merely a reminder without any intention of helping her through this ordeal.
Yun Zhi Yue reached out and grasped Luo's wrist. "No one in this harem will be your everlasting support; you must walk your own path." She thought Luo might offer assistance, but Luo didn’t even look back.
Without a word, Yun Zhi Yue loosened her clothing and embraced Luo from behind while wearing only a belly wrap. "Luo, you promised to be my practice partner."
Luo paused slightly as she felt the tender arms encircle her; the fragrance of grass became even more intense.
Yun Zhi Yue pressed against Luo's back and boldly slipped her hand into Luo's collar. As their skin touched, she deliberately whispered softly in Luo's ear.
Luo bit her lip and suddenly turned around, lifting Yun Zhi Yue and pressing her onto the bed. Her cool hands kneaded Yun Zhi Yue's soft waist, seemingly finding some special pressure points that made Yun Zhi Yue's face flush instantly.
A rosy hue spread from beneath her eyes as she struggled to hold back tears. Desperate to cling tightly to Luo, she was ruthlessly pushed away instead.
"Your skills in Liang Yuan are lacking; next time you should study on your own and then practice with Servant," Luo remarked dismissively.
"Ben Liangyuan isn't finished yet; don’t underestimate me!" Yun Zhi Yue retorted angrily as she sat up forcefully, wrapping her arms around Luo and kissing her while even pressing Luo’s hand against her softness.
Even though there was a thin layer of silk between them, the sensation was undeniable.
Luo's gaze grew increasingly heavy, yet her tongue continued to tease, her hand gripping tightly, causing Yun Zhi Yue to gasp in surprise.
Seizing the opportunity, Luo pushed her away. "That's enough for today. Liang Yuan has made progress. The servant takes their leave."
Receiving the compliment, Yun Zhi Yue no longer clung on. Dressed in a belly wrap, she leaned back against the bed, smiling seductively. "Luo, I look forward to your next acknowledgment."
Luo quickened her pace and vanished through the window in a flash.
"Hahaha!" Yun Zhi Yue laughed heartily in the room, not even knowing what she found so amusing.
Luo returned to her residence within the palace and sat cross-legged to meditate after entering.
Half an hour later, there was a knock at the door.
A carefree voice called out, "Ben Taiyi is here to see you! By the way, have you decided to seek Ben Taiyi's treatment? Just a mere ten thousand taels of gold will guarantee your revival."
A young man dressed in a deep blue robe of the Imperial Medical Institute entered, carrying a medicine box.
His features were clear and handsome, yet he lacked the solemnity expected of a physician; instead, he exuded an air of a frivolous young master.
Wen Ningmo, the direct descendant of the Wen family, served at the Imperial Medical Institute. His entire family had been employed there for generations, from old to young.
Even the emperor would show some respect towards the Wen family; after all, it was unwise to offend those who could heal, especially such a prominent family deeply rooted in the Imperial Medical Institute.
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