Don't keep?
Suddenly understanding the meaning behind those words, Fu Ling's facial expression slightly change. She quickly got up and followed Wu Zhi Qiu into the room.
"Get out!"
When Wu Zhi Qiu walk pass the screen into the inner chamber, there was a growl heard from the bed. The sound was not loud but that hoarse angry and repressed growl indeed scared Wu Zhi Qiu and his footsteps also stopped.
Fu Ling who was following closely stood forward and bowed to Wu Zhi Qiu before she quickly open the layers of curtains. Approaching the edge of the bed, Fu Ling was shock at the sight. The wide embroidered bed is in a mess, the white silk sheets are knitted together and one can see stains of red on top of it.
Qing Feng curled her body up and tightly wrapped herself up, leaving her head outside. Qing Feng did not cry and only remained so tightly curled. That jet black hair with the white silk sheets stain with blood chilled Fu Ling's heart.
Fu Ling went in for a long time but there was no sound. When Wu Zhi Qiu ran out of patience, he broke out, "Your Ladyship, the medication should be taken when it is hot."
Yes, there is still medicine to take. Only then, Fu Ling recovered and just as she was about to explain to Qing Feng, she have already sat up slowly and coldly ask, "What kind of medicine?" It would be best to give her a poison.
The voice was dull and made one feel uncomfortable. Qing Feng originally bright and clear eyes was now bloodshot and bleak, that sharp gaze was no longer there. Fu Ling bend forward and softly spoke by Qing Feng's ear, "It is a secret remedy. Only upon the Emperor's consent, the concubines then could... Be pregnant and produce heirs."
"Bring it here!" Qing Feng wanted to laugh out but unfortunately she could not do so. She hated Yan Hong Tian and it is impossible for her to give birth to his child. This bowl of medicine is something she wish for.
Qing Feng took the bowl of medicine and drank the concoction in one breathe. The thick black concoction was bitter but Qing Feng did not think so.
As Qing Feng tilted her head upwards to drink the medication, Fu Ling was shocked to find that there was red marks all over her neck. Fu Ling's face turn red, she have seen the red imprints left behind after such night but this was her first time seeing it that scary.
After seeing Qing Feng drinking the medicine through the veil, Wu Zhi Qiu bowed and brought the eunuch out the hall.
Returning the medicine bowl to Fu Ling, Qing Feng curled up her body and lay down silently. In a light tired voice she said, "You can also leave."
"This servant will prepare hot water for your bath." Fu Ling quickly withdrew. The Qing Feng now make her feel very uncomfortable.
Outside the window, the birds were singing but in the inner chambers, all was quiet.
Yan Hong Tian has reached his goal and will not come again in the future. As for her, what should be lost has been lost, there is nothing else.
Qing Feng slowly close her eyes.
*****
The day just broke, the morning sun has yet to be wrapped in the clouds and the day just barely started. In the exquisite and glamorous palace, a female wearing a deep plum coloured long dress with her hair not yet tied up as she sat on the soft chair and with half squinting eyes frequently looking outside the hall.
A female clad in blue walked over from afar, once she entered the hall, Xin Yue Ning immediately sat up and asked, "Did the Emperor allow the dragon seeds (used to refer to the Emperor's swimmers *wink*) be left behind?"
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A Mistaken Marriage Match: Mysteries in the Imperial Harem
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