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Wen Ningmo and Luo Bai were quite close, and he was about to approach him as usual to exchange a few playful words when he caught a whiff of something in the air. His eyes flickered slightly. "Where did you go just now?"
Luo Bai did not respond, merely gazing at him.
Wen Ningmo sighed. "Forget it, I won’t ask. Just know that the person you were near must be skilled in poison; you need to be careful."
Luo Bai's pupils shifted slightly. Since he was after Yun Zhi Yue, it was inevitable that the other party would investigate him thoroughly. Any news sent back would likely mention the matter of poison.
Having spent all day in the depths of the palace surrounded by all sorts of sinister beings, Wen Ningmo did not press further. He picked up the teacup on the table, refilled it, and took a sip, teasingly saying, "Every time we meet, I have to ask you this: are you really going to be a eunuch for life? You’re a heavenly eunuch, not someone who has been castrated. As long as you let me treat you, when you meet a woman who stirs your heart, calling you a eunuch will naturally be a joke."
Luo Bai lowered his purple-tinted eyes and did not dismiss this remark as he usually would. "Whether I’m a eunuch or not doesn’t matter; what I want isn’t tied to my body. As long as my mind is intact, that’s enough."
Wen Ningmo shook his head with a tsk. "Power is one thing, but from what I see, it’s still more enjoyable to roam the rivers and lakes freely. It’s a pity that being born into the Wen Family leaves me with no choice."
The two of them were drinking what was clearly tea, yet it felt more like wine as they exchanged cups and bantered.
Amidst their laughter, Luo Bai revealed a genuine smile.
The first day of each month at Shi Feng Palace was always bustling with activity. Not only did the emperor have to stay overnight with the Empress here, but all ranks of concubines were also present without exception. This showcased the Empress's status as the main consort.
Anyone who failed to show up would be seen as disrespecting the Empress; if she didn’t deal with them, she would be looked down upon.
As they watched the gathering of concubines, the Empress's expression gradually darkened when Noble Consort had yet to arrive.
The timid concubines had turned pale with fear and dared not speak up. Those unafraid began to stir trouble, eager for conflict between both sides.
With Noble Consort positioned below four other consorts, there were already De Fei and Liang Fei present—both old-timers from the emperor’s previous reign who had weathered many storms.
Even if their beauty had faded over time, their companionship still held weight; sitting in their positions as consorts brought them certain prestige despite lacking favor.
De Fei raised her teacup to mask her enjoyment of the spectacle and did not take advantage of others' misfortunes.
Liang Fei could hardly contain herself. Compared to these seasoned women, Noble Consort Yan Mei had become the Empress through an imperial marriage and now sat atop them in rank as Noble Consort—who could be pleased by that?
Thus her tone dripped with sarcasm. "Who doesn’t know what day it is today? Is Noble Consort unwell and unable to rise? How strange; wasn’t His Majesty just staying at Chong Yang Palace yesterday?"
The Empress slammed her hand on the edge of the table, exclaiming, "How outrageous!"
At that moment, a maid from Feng Gong reported, "Your Majesty, the Consort's personal maid has come to inform you that the Consort has caught a chill this morning and is currently running a fever. She is unable to pay her respects."
The Consort has already informed His Majesty, who said that since there are ten such occasions each month, it does not matter this time. He advised you not to take it to heart.
The Empress's hand tightened around the armrest until it cracked, clearly infuriated. Yet, with her husband siding with that wretched concubine, what could she do? She certainly couldn't allow all the palace ladies to see her humiliation.
If she was indeed ill, then let her rest. This palace would not hold it against the concubine. The Respectful Affairs Office could remove the Consort's plaque; surely by the next new moon, when the Consort came to pay her respects, she would be in better health.
De Fei couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Your Majesty truly deserves to be the master of the six palaces; you are both magnanimous and reasonable. I admire you, sister."
The Empress shot a pointed glance at De Fei but chose to remain silent.
Looking around at everyone, she continued, "I have recently taken a liking to this Ying Cha. It nourishes and replenishes one's energy, which is suitable for women’s health. You should all pay attention to your well-being so that you can serve His Majesty better. Now, let’s enjoy a cup together."
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