Ji Shi was naturally beautiful, an unprocessed beauty: large, bright eyes, a gentle gaze, white and delicate teeth, translucent skin, and a smile so beautiful it defied reason. She was universally adored. Queen Wang spotted her immediately during servant selection—young, intelligent, quick-witted, and nimble.
Queen Wang loved her.
Ironically, although Queen Wang was the Emperor’s legitimate wife, the official empress of the three thousand beauties in the inner court, in reality, she and her husband were completely disconnected. They barely saw each other throughout the year, let alone share any intimate moments. She was essentially a figurehead.
Wan Zhen’er had effectively replaced Queen Wang’s role, being the empress in all but name.
With nothing to do, Queen Wang became a teacher, instructing Ji Shi in reading, writing, and cultural knowledge.”
Palace maids may be small, but they are still women. Just being a woman makes them the natural enemy of Wan Zhen’er.
The next day, after waiting until the Emperor left Ji’s bed, Wan Zhen’er impatiently dispatched her confidant with a gift – a potent abortion drug, to be delivered to Ji, who was to drink it in front of her confidant.
Ji drank it. Survival was more important.
Unexpectedly, the potent abortion drug was not effective. Whether it was due to the drug being stored too long or the negligence of the yellow-green doctor who prepared the prescription, the result was the same. Ji remained unharmed, and the seed planted by the Emperor was thriving. Ji’s belly gradually began to swell.
This could not escape Wan Zhen’er’s notice. Wan Zhen’er gnashed her teeth in hatred. Why did heaven always oppose her? She feared something, and it would inevitably come. Like a mad lioness, she viciously kicked a nearby chair. The chair flew up and then crashed to the ground, splitting into pieces.
Wan Zhen’er called her confidant Chun Yan and brewed another batch of potent abortion drug, intending to give it to Ji.
Chun Yan went but did not give Ji the abortion drug.
