bullyxtreme Chapter 157: Moon-picking Disaster
Chapter 157: Moon-picking Disaster
Within the magnificent and majestic imperial palace, Ying Da Caiyue stood like a delicate, inconspicuous blossom amidst the myriad other concubines. Gentle and gentle, she never took part in the treacherous intrigues of the court, willing only to quietly protect her own small world, where her purest dreams and peace lay.
That day, bright sunlight filtered through the delicately carved window lattices, dappling into Caiyue's chamber, bringing a touch of warmth and vitality to the quiet space. Caiyue sat at her desk, her needle moving delicately, meticulously sketching exquisite patterns on the embroidery cloth. A tranquil, indifferent smile played on her lips, as if the outside world's clamor and chaos were completely untouched.
The palace maid Xiao Cui beside her looked at the embroidery in Cai Yue's hands with a smile in her eyes and praised softly, "Your Majesty, this embroidery is truly exquisite. When it is completed, it will surely add a touch of elegance and charm to Your Majesty's bedroom." Cai Yue gently raised her eyes, a gentle light glimmering in her eyes, and whispered softly, "I am very satisfied to find a rare tranquility in this deep palace, to do needlework and enjoy this time that belongs to me."
However, this rare peace didn't last long. After lunch, Caiyue suddenly felt an unprecedented surge of severe abdominal pain, the pain like millions of insects and ants gnawing at her internal organs, causing her excruciating pain. She clutched her stomach tightly with both hands, her face instantly turning pale as paper, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, and a faint moan escaped her lips.
Seeing this, Xiao Cui was immediately panicked. She shouted loudly: "Someone come and save our young master!" Her voice was a bit tearful, full of helplessness and anxiety.
The news spread like wildfire, crisscrossing the palace, eventually reaching the ears of the Emperor, who was conferring with his ministers in his imperial study. The Emperor, brow furrowed, listened intently to their reports. The sudden news struck him like a hammer, his heart clenched. His heart tightened, a sense of foreboding washed over him. "How could Caiyue have been in such a sudden misfortune?" The Emperor frowned, his eyes filled with confusion and worry, his heart swollen with worry and uneasiness for Caiyue.
He hurriedly concluded his discussion with the ministers, rose, and headed straight for Caiyue's chambers. Along the way, the emperor felt a wave of anxiety, his mind reeling from the image of Caiyue's frail, helpless figure and her usual gentle smile. His pace quickened, as if each step was treading on the very tip of his heart.
When the Emperor finally entered Caiyue's chambers, the sight before him pierced his heart. Caiyue lay writhing in agony on her bed, her face as pale as paper, her eyes tightly shut, a pained moan playing at the corners of her mouth. The Emperor's heart felt as if it were being yanked, his eyes filled with anger and heartache. "Where's the imperial physician? Why don't you treat me now!" the Emperor roared, his voice filled with undeniable authority and rage.
The imperial physicians gathered around trembling, carefully diagnosing Caiyue's condition. Each face was filled with tension and seriousness, knowing full well the severity of this illness. After their diagnosis, the physicians' expressions grew increasingly grave. The leading physician knelt on the ground and replied in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, Miss Yue has been poisoned, and the poison is extremely potent. If it's not quickly treated, I'm afraid..."
The emperor's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief and anger. "Poisoned? How could this happen?" His voice was filled with shock and pain. He couldn't imagine that someone in this palace would dare to attack Caiyue. He clenched his fists, his eyes burning with rage, "Investigate for me, I must find out who is behind this!"
Caiyue's consciousness was gradually fading. She felt as if her body was being swallowed by endless darkness, sinking step by step into the abyss. "Is this the end of me?" she thought silently, filled with resentment and helplessness. "But I have yet to truly feel the Emperor's favor, and I have yet to leave my mark in this palace..." Her tears fell silently, soaking the pillow.
The emperor, furious to the point of rage, slammed the teacup in his hand to the ground with a resounding "crack," sending shards flying everywhere. His voice echoed through the chambers, filled with undeniable authority and fury. "How dare you commit such a vicious act under my nose? If I find out, I will show no mercy!" His roar echoed throughout the chambers, sending the palace maids and eunuchs tumbling to their knees in fear, unable to breathe.
The eunuchs and palace maids in charge of investigating the matter acted swiftly, not letting go of any clues and vowing to get to the bottom of the truth. The atmosphere in the palace became extremely tense and oppressive, and everyone was in danger, fearing that they would be the next victim.
Elsewhere, the concubine who had poisoned the woman, Concubine Hua, sat in her palace, her heart pounding with anxiety. Her hands tightly twisted around her handkerchief, her eyes flickering with unease and fear. "What if this gets discovered?" she pondered, her heart filled with anxiety and panic. "No, I must find a way to cover this up." Her eyes revealed a fierce and determined look.
After a thorough investigation and interrogation, a clue finally emerged. It turned out that Concubine Hua was jealous of Caiyue's gentle beauty, innocence, and kindness. She feared she would gain the Emperor's favor and jeopardize her own position and power. So, she instructed her trusted maid to poison Caiyue's food and drink, attempting to eliminate this potential threat without anyone noticing.
When the irrefutable evidence was laid before the Emperor, he trembled with rage. He slammed the cup again, sending shards flying everywhere. "Hua Fei, you are so cruel!" The Emperor's eyes burned with rage, his voice filled with anger and disappointment. He couldn't believe that the woman he once doted on could do such a vicious thing.
Concubine Hua was brought before the Emperor. She fell to her knees, weeping bitterly, her tears streaming down her face. "Your Majesty, spare me! I was momentarily bewildered. I beg you to have mercy!" However, the Emperor was already disgusted and repulsed by her hypocritical behavior. His eyes were filled with coldness and determination: "For your own selfish desires and power, you actually attempted to murder my concubine. This is simply unforgivable!"
Caiyue, lying in bed, her life hanging in the balance. The imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital toiled tirelessly, each bearing immense pressure and responsibility. They knew the severity of this illness held not only Caiyue's life but also the peace and stability of the entire imperial palace.
The Emperor often came to Caiyue's bedside, personally feeding her medicine and staying by her side. His eyes were filled with concern and heartache, as if he wanted to pour all his love and warmth into this fragile woman. "Caiyue, you must get better. I can't lose you," the Emperor whispered softly, holding Caiyue's hand. His voice was filled with tenderness and determination, as if he wanted to use his own strength to support Caiyue.
Caiyue weakly opened her eyes, looking at the emperor's eyes filled with exhaustion and joy, and couldn't help but burst into tears. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life." Her voice was weak and full of gratitude, as if she had to use all her strength to say this.
The emperor gently wiped away her tears and said softly: "My greatest wish is that you are safe and sound." His eyes were full of love and doting, as if he wanted to engrave Caiyue deeply in his heart.
After days and nights of agonizing waiting, Caiyue's condition finally showed improvement. When she slowly opened her eyes and saw the emperor's exhausted yet joyful and caring gaze, her heart was filled with emotion and warmth. "I will take good care of myself and live up to the emperor's high expectations." Caiyue's voice, though weak, was filled with determination and resolve.
The emperor was filled with relief and joy as he watched her gradually recovering body and her eyes glowing again. He knew that this ordeal had not only made Caiyue stronger and braver, but also made their relationship deeper and more sincere.
As Caiyue gradually recovered, the turmoil in the palace gradually subsided. However, the emperor's management of the harem became more strict and cautious. He would never allow such a thing to happen again. He strengthened supervision and inspection of the harem to ensure that every concubine could live in a safe and harmonious environment.
Caiyue, through this ordeal, earned the emperor's increased attention and favor. No longer the obscure, neglected concubine, she found her place within the palace, a place of happiness and peace all her own. Through her kindness and perseverance, she earned the emperor's respect and love, and wrote a legendary and enduring story for herself.