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Xiaolian's movements were skilled and swift as she poured clear water into a large copper pot for Consort Su's morning grooming. Then, she carefully poured some of the water into a large pot for boiling, preparing to brew fragrant tea once it reached a boil. The remaining water was stored in a nearby large water bucket for future use.
Life in the palace always has strict rules and procedures, with no detail to be overlooked.
While busy, Xiaolian was thinking about what Consort Su had just said. The ever-changing situation in the harem always requires one to remain vigilant at all times.
Beside the pot of boiling water, Xiao Lian gently shook the pot to ensure even heating of the water.
Her gaze occasionally drifted to the window, where the hazy morning light gradually grew brighter, signaling the beginning of another day in the palace.
As the water gradually boils, steam rises, and Xiaolian takes out a few selected tea leaves from the nearby tea canister, gently sprinkling them into the boiling water.
The tea leaves slowly unfurl in the hot water, releasing a faint aroma. This is Consort Su's favorite jasmine tea.
After preparing the tea, Xiaolian began to busy herself with other morning preparations. She neatly arranged Consort Su's clothes and placed them to the side for Consort Su to change into after getting up. At the same time, she lit some incense in the room to create a comfortable and harmonious environment.
At this moment, in the palace of Consort Su, Consort Su is lying on a delicate sandalwood bed, lazily stretching.
Her maid Xiaolian entered the room quietly and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the water is ready. Are you ready to get up and wash?"
Consort Su opened her eyes, a hint of morning confusion flashing in her eyes, "Yes, prepare my clothes for me. I will attend the morning court today."
Xiaolian quickly prepared Consort Su's clothes and grooming items, and then helped the five-month pregnant Consort Su to stand up. They walked to the bronze mirror, where Xiaolian began her grooming ritual.
Xiaolian's movements were graceful and skilled, with every detail showing her experience and meticulousness.
During the process of dressing and grooming, Consort Su suddenly asked, "Xiaolian, is there any new gossip in the palace recently?"
Xiaolian cautiously replied, "Your Highness, it seems that there is some unrest in the palace recently. I heard that Empress Chen is investigating an incident involving a palace maid possessing witchcraft items, and it seems to involve Consort Luo, Liu Bazi, Consort Li, and others."
Consort Su frowned slightly, her voice tinged with a hint of contemplation: "The actions of Empress Chen and Consort Luo always seem unpredictable. Xiaolian, you must be more vigilant and inform me of all the happenings in the palace."
Xiaolian nodded, but couldn't help feeling a hint of worry. The struggles in the harem had always been tumultuous, and it was easy to get caught up in them unintentionally.
Consort Su finished dressing and stood up, her graceful figure shimmering with a glint of scheming in her eyes: "The power balance in the harem is quietly shifting, I must find a foothold for myself and my child."
When everything was ready, Consort Su slowly walked out from the inner chamber, her face appearing particularly beautiful in the morning light.
Xiaolian respectfully bowed to Consort Su and then handed over the prepared tea.
Consort Su took the teacup, gently blew on the hot steam, and elegantly took a sip.
Her eyes revealed a hint of satisfaction, and she immediately began preparing for her daily morning meeting, while Xiaolian quietly served by her side.
"Xiaolian, the jasmine tea you've been brewing lately has become even more mellow in flavor, leaving a lingering aftertaste. Lately, my coughing and morning sickness symptoms have both eased. I'm curious whether it's the effect of the imperial physician's prescription or if the tea itself possesses unique healing properties," Consort Su said gently.
Xiaolian nodded, with concern in her eyes: "Yes, Your Highness, since the weather turned cooler, it seems that you haven't experienced morning sickness again. In previous years, you would always have a dry cough around this time, but now everything seems much better."
"By the way, Your Highness, you had previously recommended this tea to Consort Lin. After trying it, her morning sickness symptoms also improved. After this news spread, other pregnant concubines and consorts also followed suit and tried this tea," Xiaolian continued.
Consort Su listened to Xiaolian's words and couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort. She knew that in this complicated harem, being able to bring some help and comfort to other concubines was also a rare good thing.
"This tea indeed has its unique qualities. I hope it can bring relief to more concubines," Consort Su said softly, with a hint of contemplation in her eyes.
As the morning sun gradually rises, the palace of Consort Su also begins to bustle with activity.
Xiaolian is busy preparing for Consort Su's daily routine, while Consort Su slowly enjoys her morning in this light.
Xiaolian saw that the weather outside was cold, so she went to get her robe from the busy room. Just as she walked out the door, she suddenly heard the sound of a teacup shattering.
She hurried back into the room and saw Consort Su lying unconscious on the ground, with a hint of blood seeping from the hem of his clothes.
Xiaolian quickly stepped forward to support Consort Su, checked for any unusual signs, and moved away from the broken teacup. She shouted, "Someone come quick, the lady is in trouble!"
Lotus's voice echoed in the palace, and a tense and chaotic atmosphere quickly spread.
Soon, several palace maids and eunuchs hurried over, their faces changing at the sight of Consort Su on the ground and the scattered fragments.
"Hurry, go and inform the imperial physician!" Xiaolian anxiously ordered, at the same time carefully helping Consort Su to regain consciousness.
Consort Su's face was pale, her breathing weak, as if she had suddenly fainted. Xiaolian's heart was filled with panic, but she tried to remain calm in order to better handle the urgent situation in front of her.
Soon, the imperial physician hurriedly arrived and quickly examined Consort Su's condition, beginning emergency measures.
"The Empress's condition is not good, showing signs of a miscarriage," a physician said in a low voice, his brow furrowed, clearly facing a difficult problem.
Upon hearing this, Xiaolian's heart sank, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes: "Miscarriage? But the mistress only took a sip of tea."
The imperial physician shook his head: "Based on my many years of experience, this particular herb may have hidden dangers. A small amount poses no harm, and it generally benefits one's physical and mental health when consumed by ordinary people. However, it is feared that pregnant women are an exception, as prolonged and excessive consumption may lead to miscarriage. We must immediately ensure the safety of the mistress's pregnancy and see if we can preserve the fetus."
Xiaolian's heart was filled with doubt and unease. She recalled the scene just now, where Consort Su appeared abnormal shortly after drinking tea. This was clearly not a coincidence.
"Could there be something wrong with this tea?" Xiaolian's gaze fell on the shattered teacup on the ground, deepening her suspicions.
The imperial physicians were busy trying to stabilize Consort Su's condition, while Xiaolian anxiously waited on the side, continuously praying for Consort Su's safety.
At this time, the other concubines in the palace also learned of this news, and the atmosphere in the harem became increasingly tense, with suspicion and panic pervading every corner.
The palace maids whispered to each other, discussing the recent events.
One maid whispered, "I heard that Consort Su suddenly fainted after drinking tea in the morning..."
Another palace maid responded in surprise, "Is it true? Then I must quickly persuade my mistress not to drink this jasmine tea anymore." These words spread quickly in the palace, increasing the unease and worry in the harem.
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