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The Consort looked at him with approval. "Thank you, Doctor Zhao."
As she was writing the prescription, a maid entered and whispered something in the Consort's ear.
The Consort's eyes suddenly lit up. "Really?"
"Absolutely true."
This Princess of Chen had quite the audacity! She actually dared to secretly meet with a man, Rong Jiayi, in the Bixiao Palace! Wasn't this a scandal right under the Emperor's nose?
Just when she was at a loss for how to bring down Consort Rong, fortune seemed to smile upon her!
The Consort's mind raced as she glanced at Doctor Zhao. If she remembered correctly, it was Doctor Zhao who treated Young Master Rong when he fell ill, right?
Rong Jiayi had taken sick leave, and everyone in the court knew about it.
Doctor Zhao, unaware of her intentions, replied, "Yes."
"Then you should come with me quickly. If he has entered the palace, there might be complications with his condition. We can't delay because of me."
Doctor Zhao stood up nervously. "How could I trouble Your Highness? Just tell me where Young Master Rong is, and I can go alone."
The Consort's expression darkened. "Stop dawdling and hurry up."
Doctor Zhao immediately fell silent.
He hadn’t even finished writing the prescription when he grabbed his medicine box and hurriedly followed behind the Consort’s palanquin.
As they walked, he began to sense something was off.
Wasn’t this the wrong way to Bixiao Palace?
Upon arrival, the Consort hurriedly descended from the palanquin and rushed into Bixiao Palace.
Fuhua immediately blocked her path, greeting her with a slight bow and a cold expression. "Is Your Highness here to pay respects to Consort Rong? My lady is not receiving guests today."
The Consort smiled slyly. "I’m not just here for greetings; I also heard that Young Master Rong has arrived at Bixiao Palace."
Fuhua frowned. "Your Highness is quite well-informed. Are you looking for Young Master Rong? If so, please let this maid know, and I can relay your message later."
This cannot be conveyed by you; the palace needs to see him in person. Consort Li gazed inside, wondering why it was taking so long. Not only was he absent, but even the Crown Princess had not made an appearance.
Fuqu's eyes darted nervously as she said, "Lord Rong and the Crown Princess are both busy. Consort Li, perhaps you should return for now."
Seeing this, Consort Li became even more insistent. "What could they possibly be busy with? They aren't together, are they?"
Fuqu's eyes widened in alarm. "Please, Consort Li, be cautious with your words!"
"Hmph? Whether it's true or not, the palace will know at a glance! Step aside!"
Fuqu broke into a cold sweat.
The Crown Prince had not arrived yet. After the Noble Consort finished her breakfast, she received a summons from the Emperor and left the Bixiao Palace.
Not long after, Rong Jiayi requested an audience with the Crown Princess.
Before Fuqu could figure out his intentions, Consort Li came again!
As just a servant, how could she stop the furious Consort Li?
Seeing her charge toward the palace where Song Feiwan resided and attempting to break down the door, Fuqu shouted, "Consort Li, please stop!"
Consort Li scolded angrily, "You lowly maid! Understand this: this is the imperial palace! If anyone dares to cause trouble here, can you bear the consequences?"
In that critical moment, a magnetic male voice laced with contempt rang out from behind.
"What a show of power."
Fuqu looked up in delight. "Your Highness, the Crown Prince!"
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