The princess didn’t know why Xiao Mi was like this, but Chu Nianhe knew it. Seeing Xiao Mi dyeing her nails layer by layer with her nails so tightly, the toxicity of the musk may have penetrated into the princess’ body layer by layer. If he did not stop it and hurt the princess’s roots, how could Chu Nianhe feel sad?
“Xiaomi, I heard that you have made a new color for the princess. I saw that this color is very beautiful, so I wanted to ask for it.”
Chu Nianhe stared at Xiaomi tightly, with a little meaning in her eyes, which made Xiaomi’s heart bulge. She lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, and said softly to the princess: “Princess, today’s pigment is pickled with plum blossoms buried under the trees buried in the deep winter. There is only one small jar in our palace, which is enough for the princess to dye it for a summer. It is very precious…”
The implication is that she doesn’t want to give this pigment to Chu Nianhe. The more Xiao Mi cares about it, the more confident Chu Nianhe is. If he guessed correctly, there would be musk hidden in the paint.
Chu Nianhe saw that it was getting late, and now he asked the imperial doctor to come over to check it out. It was not appropriate to be alarmed by the people in the palace. So he deliberately relaxed the atmosphere and said, “The princess’s maid is really considerate. Since this dye is so precious, I will wait for Xiao Mi to make a seasonal dye before asking the princess for some.”
Seeing that Xiao Mi’s expression was not as panicked as before, Chu Nianhe stood up and asked the princess for peace and headed towards her bedroom.
Walking back to Iris Pavilion, Chu Nianhe was still thinking about Xiaomi. Looking at Xiao Mi, it seems that she is not a person with deep thought. Now that she can do rebellious things in the princess’ palace in such a grand manner, I believe there are still powerful people behind her back.
Chu Nianhe remembered the domineering Concubine Zhi, who was also a little suspicious of her. However, although this Concubine Zhi acts frantically and has no rules, she should not use such despicable and insidious means to harm others.
Is it really the queen? Chu Nianhe’s heart couldn’t help but beat violently for a few times. Although this matter is extremely risky, if it is done, the musk poison will make the princess lose the ability to have children, which is really a big deal that will ruin a lifetime. As the queen could give birth to a son who was good at plotting like Yan Lichen, she knew that she would not be inferior, and she could have come up with such a vicious idea.
However, Xiao Mi must have received some promise or threats to sacrifice her life for the queen so desperately. If she wants her to tell the truth, she may still have to work hard.
I returned to the Iris Pavilion in thought all the way, and it was already full of night. Chu Nianhe changed his bed clothes under the servitude of Xiaochan and Xiaoling, washed up and then climbed onto the bed and fell asleep.
Perhaps there were too many things that happened this day, and Chu Nianhe, who had not dreamed for a long time, fell into a strange dream again. She fought with Yan Lichen to the death in her dream, and then was given by the emperorAfter getting married, he became Yan Liqing’s wife. But although she was in love with Yan Liqing in her dream, she saw more than a dozen wives and concubines in his mansion, all of whom were looking at her with ferocious faces. Her terrifying eyes suddenly shocked her from the dream.
The sweat on his back was still covered with layers of water, making Chu Nianhe feel very uncomfortable. She looked at Xiaoling who didn’t want to disturb Xiaoling’s vigilance before dawn, so she quietly got up and planned to make some hot water to wipe her body. But Xiao Ling, who was asleep on the small bed next to her, heard Chu Nian’s bed making a sensible sound, and sat up and said, “Miss, are you awake?” “Well,” Chu Nianhe said softly.
After hearing this, Xiaoling quickly went to the candlestick beside the candlestick and lit the candle. With the beating light of the candlelight, she saw Chu Nianhe standing by the window with sweat on her face, her face pale. She quickly poured a cup of hot tea and gave it to Chu Nianhe. She then went outside the boudoir to make a basin of hot water, twisted a handkerchief, and began to sweat for Chu Nianhe.
“Miss, do you feel uncomfortable or have a nightmare? Why did you sweat so much in the middle of the night?” Xiaoling’s movements were very light, and she quickly wiped the sweat from Chu Nianhe’s forehead and asked her with some concern.
“It’s nothing,” Chu Nianhe didn’t want to say what he had dreamed of just now, so he comforted her softly, “It’s just that the room is too stuffy, and the quilt is thicker.”
Xiaoling was so concise that she knew that Chu Nianhe intended to hide what was in her heart and refused to say it. She thought about it and replied, “I am not thinking carefully. I will prepare a thin quilt tomorrow.”
Chu Nianhe nodded a little, and then Xiaoling helped her back to the bed. Seeing Xiaoling fiddling with the gauze curtain beside the bed, she couldn’t help but ask softly: “Xiaoling, do you think the men in this world must have three wives and four concubines?”