The Daily Life of a Concubine

Chapter 63 - Administering Medicine

"To answer His Majesty, Shu Fei was overcome with anger. She simply needs to cool down." Indeed, the imperial physician had diagnosed that Shu Fei fainted due to anger, causing her to pass out from fury.

He had thought that today would earn him a reward, but to his surprise, he left empty-handed.

"Alright, go write up the prescription."

The emperor waved his hand at the imperial physician with a face full of frustration. He had come thinking that Shu Fei might be pregnant, but to his disappointment, she proved useless.

All his favor over the past days was wasted, truly of no use. (Translator XiaoBai: You trash emperor!!!)

Looking at the person asleep on the bed, the emperor's thoughts had already wandered elsewhere.

Those in the know, Hui Hua and Li Momo, exchanged a glance, both filled with sorrow for their mistress.

Their mistress had loved this man for so many years, yet time and time again, he merely used her face to long for another woman.

Over the years, their mistress had chosen not to face the truth, but they could see things clearly.

The emperor didn't have an ounce of genuine affection for her, and what's worse, he used her to provoke that other woman.

Sigh.

"Take good care of Shu Fei. Let me know when she wakes up. I have matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first." It took quite a while for the emperor to pull himself from his memories. When he looked at the person on the bed again, his mood worsened.

He wanted to escape.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

When Shu Fei woke up again and learned that the emperor had stayed with her for quite some time, her anger dissipated. Although she appeared somewhat weary, her deeply contemplative eyes revealed an inner unrest.

"Your Highness, please drink a bit more. This medicinal soup prescribed by the imperial physician has nourishing effects," Li Momo said, heart aching as she watched Shu Fei put down the bowl after just two bites.

Shu Fei shook her head. "No, Momo, I can't drink it." She pushed the tray Hui Hua was holding farther away. "Take it away. The smell makes me feel sick."

If she were indeed pregnant, the two women would have excitedly rushed to call the imperial physician upon hearing this.

"Although it doesn't smell pleasant, Your Highness, it's good for your health. Please bear with it and drink a few more sips," Hui Hua urged, her voice filled with concern.

Seeing the worry in their eyes, Shu Fei sighed and forced herself to take a few more sips.

But the pungent smell was unbearable. "No more," she said, truly unable to continue.

"Your Highness, I heard that the imperial kitchen has come up with some new dishes. Shall I bring some over?" Li Momo suggested, hoping to lift Shu Fei's spirits, seeing how little she had eaten and how low her mood was.

Shu Fei perked up a little at this. When Li Momo mentioned the new dishes, she immediately thought of someone. "It's been years since there were new dishes in the palace. These new ones must be her doing." Although she had been punished by Lan Guifei and remained in the palace, her presence was still on many people's minds.

"She certainly has good tactics. But no matter how beautiful she is, it's not as valuable as having a prince. Now that Lan Guifei is pregnant, her days in the harem are numbered," Shu Fei commented.