I insist

Chapter 119: Consort Can in the Cold Palace

"Your condition is due to insufficient Qi and blood, which is causing your discomfort. Eating some medicinal diets that replenish Qi and blood can help alleviate it."

"If you really don't like the taste, you can still eat a little bit of red date and barley porridge."

Upon hearing Song Miqiu's words, the person on the other end of the line furrowed their brow slightly, as if thinking of something interesting, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on their lips.

Although she quickly concealed her thoughts, she still noticed something, but in order not to waste her efforts, she pretended not to know anything and turned her head to look to the side.

"This is three days' worth of medicine. If you still have any complaints, please feel free to summon me."

"Hmm, I'm a little tired. You may leave."

The palace maid nodded immediately and then led Song Miqiu outside.

Looking at the unfamiliar flowers and plants, she suddenly became curious and couldn't help but want to take a closer look.

But before she could even move her hand, the palace maid beside her slammed the door shut without any hesitation, leaving Song Miqiu alone outside.

Looking at this unfamiliar environment, I wanted to say something more, but then I heard a mocking sneer from the other side.

Although she didn't know what was going on, Song Miqiu's strong curiosity led her to stride over.

But I don't know if I went to the wrong place, the surroundings became quieter and quieter, and even dilapidated.

Just as she was contemplating whether to go back, a heart-wrenching wail came from a dilapidated courtyard.

"No, please, please spare me! I won't eat that poisoned stuff!"

Poisoned?

Song Miqiu was puzzled as to what kind of medicine could make someone so energetic. She tiptoed forward and saw a group of people surrounding a woman dressed in tattered clothes.

Whether it was due to the struggle or a problem of her own, the woman's hair was disheveled and her face was obscured.

Looking around, I realized that the people there were dressed neatly and were clearly the palace maids from that courtyard.

Suddenly, a ray of light shone through the obscured moonlight, allowing Song Miqiu to easily see the faces of the group.

Those were several elderly palace maids, all over thirty years old.

Their faces, which should have been adorned with kind smiles, were now contorted with rage, as if the woman before them had committed some unforgivable act against them.

Song Miqiu didn't understand what was going on and wanted to ask, but found that the other person's exposed half of their face was covered with various residues, making them look nothing like someone from the palace.

After much deliberation, she finally stepped forward and knocked on the door frame next to her.

"Excuse me, how do I get to the front hall?"

"Who are you?! What are you doing here? Get out of here at once!"

The sharp sound made Song Miqiu frown and stride forward, only to be suddenly grabbed by another hand.

"Please leave immediately. If His Majesty finds out you've been wandering around, he will surely chop off your head!"

“I also want to leave, but I have no idea where to go, and the woman seems to need my treatment as well.”

Upon hearing this, the palace maid couldn't help but frown, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she let out another sigh.

Sensing that he had a chance, Song Miqiu moved closer again, but just as he was about to reach out and grab the woman's wrist, he was instead grabbed by another hand.

The next instant, he suddenly felt something pierce his skin, and the pain made him frown and look at the woman.

What's wrong with this person? Why would they do this after I saved her?

Song Miqiu abruptly withdrew his hand, only to find that the man was extremely strong and he could not break free for the time being.

Not understanding what the other party meant, and not wanting anyone to suffer any harm in her hands, she could only turn her gaze to the palace maid over there.

But to Song Miqiu's utter surprise, those people let out a cold laugh upon seeing this scene.

"Now you know why I kicked you out; you brought it on yourself."

"I came here because I thought her madness was incurable, but I never expected that she was already terminally ill. I beg you all to lend a hand."

But the group ignored her and even withdrew their hand from the woman's, walking to the side to eat the sunflower seeds they had brought.

Soon, sunflower seed shells were scattered all over the ground, and Song Miqiu's arm was gripped so tightly that it felt cold.

But perhaps because those people left, the hand gripping the arm gradually loosened its grip, until finally, the two of them were just holding hands, their dirty sleeves concealing their true feelings.

"girl?"

"Ah! You're all that bitch's henchmen, get out of here!"

Upon hearing the curse, the palace maid, who had been watching the scene with amusement, suddenly turned pale and slapped the woman across the face.

Unexpectedly, the other party refused to give up the struggle and actually opened its mouth to bite the hand hard.

Although he wasn't the target, Song Miqiu felt that if he went down, he would definitely break that finger, so he could only reach out and pinch the other person's jaw to prevent him from pressing down.

"It seems this young lady's madness has worsened. Would you like to stay longer?"

"Why was he left in this state? I really don't know what he was thinking."

The palace maid who had almost been bitten earlier glanced resentfully at Song Miqiu to the side, and seeing that she was still holding the madwoman's chin, she turned and left.

Seeing the other person's appearance, she didn't avoid paying attention. Instead, she waited until the footsteps outside disappeared before letting go and gently massaging the other person's jawline.

"I'm sorry, but they won't leave easily if we don't do this."

The woman didn't say anything, but turned around and ran towards the dilapidated house.

Fearing that she might commit suicide for some reason, and that he would be seen as a murderer as the last witness, he had no choice but to follow her into the house.

But when Song Miqiu pushed open the door and saw the woman inside getting ready, he was completely stunned.

The woman ignored him and instead continued to fiddle with her tangled hair using a comb with broken teeth.

Seemingly oblivious to the pain, she would tear off several strands of hair with each movement.

Worried that she might hurt herself, Song Miqiu could only reach out and help tidy up her loose hair before she could take care of her injury.

"Not bad, a generous reward is warranted."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu was taken aback, but then felt it was only natural and looked at the little girl hiding in the corner with a slightly helpless expression.

"Are you the palace maid who serves this man?"

"Yes, Your Highness was once the most favored concubine, only because..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the woman, who was provoked, throwing things wildly.

"Shut up! No matter what, I will always be His Majesty's most favored Consort Can!"

"As long as His Majesty sees me, I will definitely be able to leave this hellhole."

Song Miqiu felt her crazed gaze fall on her and immediately sensed something was wrong, so she took a step back imperceptibly.

The next moment, the woman suddenly pounced over and stood right where Song Miqiu had just been standing.

When her first plan failed, she didn't give up and jumped over again.