Divine Doctor Foolish Consort
"'Lotus in my heart, autumn English in West Lake; clear sky and bright moon, just entering its territory.' Sister should know what the first sentence of the poem describes, right?" A soft voice, a casual tone, with a hint of a slight smile at the corner of her lips.
She always gives people a kind of illusion, making them relax their vigilance unconsciously.
She has a very thorough understanding of people's psychological analysis after being in the modern world for almost 30 years.
Meng Ruxue was taken aback for a moment, seeing her like this, and she also felt at a loss.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on her, and if she didn't answer...
"Lotus flower, West Lake, night sky..."
The poem vividly describes these scenes...
"Haha......" Meng Fu Ying suddenly chuckled, the smile at the corner of her lips mixed with obvious sarcasm, "So sister and my heart have a spiritual connection like this?"
In the still faint voice, there was a hint of coldness.
Meng Ruxue's face changed slightly as she realized that she might have been tricked by Meng Cuo Ying again.
"The answer is right after the poem, referring to the four medicinal herbs:穿心莲, 杭菊花, 满天星 and 生地. My sister won't remember the poem, but what it describes, don't even look at it? Otherwise, with my sister's intelligence, just take a casual glance, and you definitely won't say that you can't come up with the answer." Meng Fu's mocking smile became more apparent.
Meng Ruxue was intelligent, but when it came to medicinal herbs, she was clueless and couldn't decipher the meaning behind them. However, if she had really seen it before, her answer wouldn't have been like that at all.
The words paused for a moment, and then continued, "Moreover, this poem originally had four sentences. Fu'er only wrote the first sentence and the last sentence. Why did sister also only write the first sentence and the last sentence?"
Meng Fu Ying once again added a sentence with a calm and gentle tone, but it also struck Meng Ru Xue's weak point. Could it be that even the most intuitive people wouldn't be clever to this extent?
At this moment, the truth of the matter is clearly laid out before our eyes.
She wants to see how the queen will cover up for Meng Ruxue. She wants to see how Meng Ruxue can explain herself.
Meng Ruxue's face changed several times in an instant, and the Empress's face also turned gloomy and somewhat unsightly. She had never expected that Meng Ruxue would actually be unable to explain the meaning of those poem lines.
At this moment, even the empress who had already become a spirit was speechless, and when she looked at Meng Ruxue, her eyes flashed with a hint of blame and disappointment.
Xuanyuan Yanxiu's long fingers grasped the teacup in front of him and slowly savored it.
The emperor looked at the contents of the book again, his eyes slightly dimmed, and when he looked at Meng Ruxue, he also became more severe. "Meng Ruxue, how do you explain this?"
"Your Majesty, Xue Er is a clever and intelligent girl, this is well-known to everyone. Writing a poem for her would be an easy task, why did she have to copy someone else's? In the past, at every banquet, wasn't each of her impromptu poems more outstanding than this one?" Just as Meng Ru Xue was about to speak, the woman sitting on the left side of the Emperor suddenly spoke up. Her voice was soft and gentle, very comfortable to listen to. After a slight pause, she continued, "This time's selection of the imperial concubine, Yan Er must have already had someone in mind. Yan Er's intentions will not change because of anything."
Her last sentence was obviously directed at Meng Zhaoyi.
It means that Meng Cuiying used every trick in the book to become Xuan Yuan Ye's queen, while Meng Ruoxue became the victim instead.
Meng Fu Ying's eyes slightly lifted, looking at her, very beautiful, really beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people dizzy, so beautiful that it intoxicates, with one glance, Meng Fu Ying couldn't even guess her age. However, thinking of how she just called Xuan Yuan Ye "Ye Er", and also, the appearance was somewhat similar to Xuan Yuan Ye's, it couldn't be guessed, she was actually Xuan Yuan Ye's biological mother - Rong Fei.
People are as their names suggest, and indeed it is as gentle as water and moonlight.
Meng Fu Ying looked up at her with a gaze that didn't contain any malice, only some dissatisfaction and protectiveness towards Meng Ru Xue. Moreover, in those beautiful eyes of hers, there was a pure spiritual energy, as well as a kind of simplicity that a woman from the inner palace couldn't possibly have.
Such a woman, who can actually live in the deep palace without any discomfort until now, either hides too deeply or is deeply favored by the emperor.
As expected, when the Emperor heard her words, the sternness on his face instantly disappeared, and when he looked at her with his eyes, there was a rare tenderness.
If the emperor is steel, then this gentle queen is silk.
Here, the Emperor is supreme, but the words of Consort Rong can subtly influence the Emperor.
It's clear that Rong Fei is usually deceived by Meng Ruxue's appearance and emotionally inclined towards her.
"Alright, let's consider this matter settled. The selection of the imperial consort is important, don't delay any further." When the Emperor looked at Meng Cuiying again, his eyes flashed with a hint of apology, but his tone was also not to be questioned.
"Xu?r xièxiè Róu Fēi Niángniáng." Meng Rú Xuě gǎnjiā de xínglǐ, cǐ kè tā díquè shì yīnggāi hǎo hǎo de gǎnxiè Róu Fēi.
Roufei looked at her with a gentle smile on his face.
"Sister, don't be angry, just consider it as my fault. Have a cup of tea and let's just say I'm apologizing to you." Meng Ruxue said with a warm smile as she looked at Meng Fuying.
But those two 'just as' were cleverly covering themselves up, and still showing their magnanimity in front of the gentle concubine.
As they spoke, she picked up the cup on the table with one hand and slowly filled it with tea. However, when pouring the tea, a small object hidden in her sleeve quickly slipped into the teacup.
It instantly dissolved into the tea water.
Colorless, odorless, soundless, traceless.
The ancient sleeves were originally quite wide and loose, so Meng Ruxue's movements under the sleeves were extremely difficult to detect.
However, she is a master thief, quick-handed and quicker-eyed, and this little trick could hardly escape her sharp eyes.
Meng Fu Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, Meng Ru Xue actually dared to drug her?
Giving her medicine in this situation?
Moreover, in such a situation, she couldn't even refuse. Refusing Meng Ruxue would be offending Consort Rou and not giving the Emperor face.
Meng Ruxue, you're really ruthless.
"Hmph, Meng Fuying secretly sneered in the dark. She had originally intended to let it go, but Meng Ruxue was really too pitiful. Unexpectedly, Meng Ruxue delivered herself to her doorstep once again."
Fine, today she'll let Meng Ruxue reap what she sowed and taste her own poison.
Meng Fu Ying's lips curled up in a faint, gentle smile as she took the tea from Meng Ru Xue's hand, her voice soft as she said, "Fu Er pays respects to elder sister."
The same gentle smile, a face of kindness. If acting is concerned, would a modern new woman lose to an ancient person?
Meng Ruxue was taken aback for a moment, then quickly picked up another cup, filled it with tea, and a hint of pride flashed in the depths of her eyes.
"Sister, please." The teacup was slightly raised, and Meng Ruxue's smile on her face became even more radiant.
"Sister, please." Meng Fuying also smiled lightly and raised her cup. The cups in their hands touched briefly, and in that instant, their fingers moved swiftly, exchanging the positions of the two cups.
The ultimate realm of a pickpocket is to take something out of someone's hand face-to-face without being detected.
Meng Fu Ying took a sip of the tea that had just been exchanged from Meng Ru Xue's hand.
But Meng Ruxue, who was secretly pleased with herself, had no idea that she had just drunk the poisoned tea.
