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Chapter 163 The Imperial Advisor of a Female-Dominated Society (Part 9)

Her personal maid was also indignant, "I heard that the Imperial Preceptor was very satisfied... As expected, Consort Ru is a monster, only capable of these despicable tricks."

Consort De frowned. "Watch your words. Walls have ears!"

The maid immediately knelt down, not daring to speak.

After thinking for a moment, Consort De waved her sleeve and decided to get up and go take a look. Unexpectedly, Feng Yan'er walked in at this moment, her face full of anger.

"Yan'er? What's wrong?"

Feng Yan'er sat down abruptly, slammed her fist on the table, and said fiercely, "It's all because of the Fourth Princess! She's actually trying to steal my business!"

The fourth princess was born to another concubine. Her status was neither high nor low. Over the years, she had been engrossed in doing business, which earned her a few words of praise from the empress.

For some reason, the other party suddenly started targeting Feng Yan'er's business. She was already struggling to win the throne, and now that she had no profitable business, she was having trouble managing many things.

"How could this be? She's always been so calm and collected..."

"Father, you're thinking too simply. The throne... who wouldn't be tempted? But it's fine, she's willing to expose herself, so don't blame her for taking action!"

By the end, Feng Yan'er's tone had become murderous.

The room fell silent for a moment, and then Consort De brought up what Consort Ru had done. Upon hearing this, Feng Yan'er sneered, "Consort Ru's intentions are obvious. Does she think she can win over the Imperial Preceptor with such means? How laughable."

Consort De nodded slightly, "That's true, but the Imperial Preceptor's attitude is ambiguous, so we must be careful. Besides, there's something wrong with the clothes themselves. I'm afraid the Imperial Preceptor will notice it and figure out it was me... and then he'll take his anger out on me!"

After all, Consort De still believed in the power of the Imperial Preceptor's metaphysics!

Feng Yan'er clenched her fists, her eyes darting around, and an idea came to her. "Father, I have a plan. We might as well turn the tables on her. Since Consort Ru wants to use clothes to please the Imperial Preceptor, let's start with the clothes. Let's find a pretext to accuse Consort Ru of tampering with the clothes and trying to harm the Imperial Preceptor."

Consort De hesitated, "Wouldn't this be too insidious? What if it gets exposed..."

Feng Yan'er snorted disdainfully, "Father, don't worry. As long as we handle things properly, no one will suspect us. Besides, Consort Ru has always been unpopular, and everyone is eager to see her suffer."

Besides, if she were exposed, she could easily pin the blame on Feng Yu!

It's all because she framed me last time!

After a moment's thought, Consort De finally nodded.

So Feng Yan'er set about making arrangements. She bribed several palace maids and eunuchs to spread rumors everywhere. In no time, gossip spread throughout the palace, all saying that Consort Ru had ill intentions.

The news spread in just one morning. At that time, Consort Ru was just about to run into the Imperial Preceptor when she heard the rumors. She was so angry that she trembled all over. "It must be those old men in the palace who don't like me!"

He was so angry that his face was contorted with rage, but he didn't know how to defend himself. After all, rumors are just words spoken by people, without any real evidence!

In the end, he could only grit his teeth in frustration, increasingly worried that Qingyu might believe those rumors.

"Somebody come!"

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Qingyu learned about the rumors from Qingling.

At that time, she appeared in the Imperial Garden wearing the clothes sent by Consort Ru, which indeed attracted everyone's attention.

Out of respect for her imposing presence, everyone only dared to secretly observe from afar. Even so, Qingling was so jealous that her eyes turned red. "Grand Preceptor, why don't we go back? Perhaps Consort Ru really did tamper with these clothes!"

As Qingyu strolled among the flowers, she appeared more gentle and graceful than before, her presence even more striking than the blossoms themselves.

Upon hearing this, Qingyu didn't even lift her eyelids, and shook her head lightly, "Since we're already here, you know my abilities. No one can outsmart me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person hurriedly walked over from a distance. Looking up, he saw it was Consort Ru.

Upon receiving the news, he rushed here without stopping. When his gaze fell upon Qingyu, a fleeting look of infatuation flashed in her eyes.

Consort Ru took a deep breath and subconsciously straightened his clothes. Whether it was intentional or not, his clothes complemented Qingyu's clothes perfectly, and they looked extremely similar from a distance.

Consort Ru blushed, quickly composed herself, and said with a light laugh, "What a coincidence! Your Majesty the Imperial Preceptor looks absolutely stunning in your attire today! You are like a fairy descended from heaven."

Qingyu nodded, her red lips curving slightly in response, and said softly, "Consort Ru is too kind. It is all thanks to your thoughtfulness. You truly are the Emperor's darling; your eye for choosing clothes is excellent."

Consort Ru's heart trembled, and she quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to let Qingyu see anything, but her heart ached a little. "This dress was chosen only for you, and has nothing to do with anyone else."

He had dismissed his servants before he arrived, and now that they were close enough that his voice was barely audible, Qingyu still heard him.

Tsk, that's so ambiguous, and so easy to seduce.

Qingyu gave him a deep look, but didn't respond to his words. Instead, she brought up another matter, "I noticed that Consort Ru seems to be unwell. If possible, I would like to treat her."

Consort Ru suddenly raised her head, her face full of shock, "You knew all this?"

Qingyu smiled meaningfully. One reason why Fengyu approached Consort Ru in the original plot was that Consort Ru could never have her own children. She was infertile, and for the sake of her future, she had to choose a princess to rely on.

Feng Yu's efforts to win her over demonstrated both his strength and sincerity, so Consort Ru had no reason to refuse.

Now...

Qingyu's medical skills are the culmination of several lifetimes; he could be considered a divine physician. Curing Consort Ru's illness shouldn't be too difficult for him.

"Is it true?" Consort Ru stared at the person in front of her with complicated eyes. When she met his watery eyes, her heart ached, but she nodded to herself, "Imperial Preceptor, I believe you."

He paused, then a firm look appeared in his eyes. "I'll always be on your side!"

Qingyu raised an eyebrow without speaking, but as she raised her hand, a silk thread wrapped around Consort Ru's wrist. The latter looked over in surprise, and Qingyu smiled and reassured her, "In addition to the four diagnostic methods of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation, we also need to take her pulse."

Consort Ru opened her mouth, her gaze falling on the fair and slender wrist of the person opposite her. It was as smooth and delicate as a piece of white jade, making her mouth dry.

Consort Ru closed her eyes, not daring to think any further.

A moment later, Qingyu retracted the silk thread. Just then, a series of light footsteps approached from afar. Everyone turned to look and saw the Empress, dressed in yellow robes, gracefully approaching.

The Empress approached with elegant steps, but when her gaze fell upon the dress Qingyu was wearing, her brows furrowed slightly, and the previously relaxed and pleasant atmosphere instantly became tense and delicate. "Grand Preceptor, what is this...?"

Her displeased gaze swept over Consort Ru, clearly indicating that she also knew the cause and effect, otherwise she wouldn't have come so quickly.

Qingyu smiled faintly, without any pressure. "Your Majesty, the time for people to pray for blessings will come soon. Consort Ru specially prepared this outfit for me to help you. It has solved my urgent problem."

Praying for blessings among the common people is not as appropriate as praying for blessings within the palace. Qingyu does not need to dress too formally, otherwise the Empress might be displeased if she overshadows the prayers offered in the palace.

Upon hearing this, the Empress's brow relaxed considerably. She looked at Consort Ru with satisfaction in her eyes, "You've put your heart into this."

Consort Ru also showed her shy admiration at the right time. He was already handsome, and after this, the Empress's suspicions about him had long since disappeared.

"But I've heard that this dress was orchestrated by Consort Ru. I wonder, Grand Preceptor..."

The sudden sound startled everyone present. Turning around, they saw that Consort De had arrived at some point.

With a worried expression, he looked at the Imperial Advisor, "Your Excellency, you should probably keep these clothes. I'm afraid someone with malicious intent might harm you..."

As she spoke, she stepped forward, grabbed Qingyu's robe, turned to show the Empress, and said with a hint of excitement, "Your Majesty, look, what's embroidered on this robe... is it a dragon?"

Everyone present held their breath, not daring to make a sound. Consort Ru was even more pale, staring at the scene in disbelief.

He clearly didn't embroider dragons on his clothes!

For a moment, the entire Imperial Garden was completely silent, with only the gentle breeze rustling through the flowers.