Chapter 137
"Do what has to be done," Meng Fuyao said as she patted Cunzhi on his shoulder . "Brother Cunzhi, we'll rely on you . If it is a success, we will definitely have the chance to thank you in the future . "
"Prince is famous in all of Heaven Demon . He treats the tribes well, chases away our enemies, and protects the citizens living on the borders . Such a virtuous Prince like him should not be treated this way . " He bowed and said, "It is my honor to be of use to the Prince . "
Meng Fuyao glanced at him and looked into his clear and sincere eyes . Her eyes slightly darted, and she exhaled . "Go," she said, as she gave him a small bottle .
He walked out carefully with the bottle in his hands . Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao were afraid of bumping into anyone using the toilet, so they hid in the corner of the ceiling that was shadowed . This place was already very close to the interior of the Palace so they did not dare to speak .
Zhan Beiye slowly wrote on the wall: What do you intend to do?
Meng Fuyao scribbled "If possible, rescue her . "
Zhan Beiye glared at her with sharp daggers in his eyes . He reached out in an attempt to grab Meng Fuyao, but she avoided his hands and pointed downwards . Zhan Beiye gave up and stared at her while writing: Don't you think of anything weird in your brain!
Her reply was: My brain has never thought of anything normal .
Zhan Beiye flipped . Just as he was wondering whether he should subdue her and take her away, a palace maid suddenly rushed in the toilet, with her head hung low and her hands clutching her stomach .
Meng Fuyao smiled and dashed in after her .
Zhan Beiye immediately understood her plans . Feeling anxious, he wanted to chase after her, but Meng Fuyao suddenly turned back to give him a stare in mid-air . The stare was so sharp that it stunned the fearless Zhan Beiye .
In that instant, Meng Fuyao had already ducked into the female toilet . With a raise of her hand, she subjugated the palace maid who was having a stomachache .
She took off the maid's clothes and changed her appearance according to how the maid looked like . Hearing the slight movement of wind behind her, Meng Fuyao slid away with agility .
While she changed her clothes in the small space, she nimbly avoided Zhan Beiye's continuous strikes to stop her and said two lines .
The first line was, "She won't be able to hang in there any longer . "
The second line, "Trust me . "
The movement of wind ceased as Zhan Beiye dumbfoundedly stopped his strikes . Meng Fuyao had already changed into her clothes, and she gave a radiant smile to Zhan Beiye, who was in a dilemma . She pointed towards the male toilet and walked out without turning back once .
Once she exited the toilet, she walked briskly into the palace while hunching her body and clutching her stomach, as though she had diarrhea .
Cunzhi, who was somewhat intentionally patrolling in front of the palace, raised his finger that was holding on to his pike and pointed towards a hidden room in the Inner Palace .
Meng Fuyao gave him a thankful look - she had asked him to, while he was patrolling in the Inner Palace, scatter the bottle of powder into the room that the palace maid lived in . He was very smart and completed her request quickly .
She stepped hurriedly into the Inner Palace . With a sweep of her eyes, she saw two eunuchs who both knew martial arts .
Seeing that she was back, one of them asked, "Orchid, you had a stomach ache? Remember to shut your windows, in case you catch a cold . "
Meng Fuyao gave a muffled reply and walked over . That eunuch looked up, and surprised, he said, "Eh? You're not… "
He had yet to complete his sentence when Meng Fuyao had already subdued them one by one . She dragged them behind the curtains, before walking quickly into the inner room and repeating the same routine, thrashing all the palace maids . She did not know who was a trustworthy confidante of Consort Dowager; out of safety concerns, she could only subjugate all of them .
The shadow of the bead curtain swayed while the silk curtain slightly drifted . A light, aromatic scent wafted from the bronze incense burner that had the Eight Treasure patterns . Amongst the pale-white smoke, the lady was in a deep sleep .
Meng Fuyao gently squatted in front of her bed and looked at her . Zhan Beiye had similar facial features, and both of them had an unwavering aura around them . But she was pale and thin, and her sideburns had started to gray . Though her facial features still looked beautiful, her air of magnificence as an Empress had long gone . What remained after many chaotic and blurry years, was only endless sadness .
Meng Fuyao hesitated . She had braved many risks to be here, but she could not be sure whether the mother would follow her plans and successfully meet the son . After all, she had gone berserk for so many years…
The hourglass made no noise, as the fine golden sand quietly signaled the passing of time . Meng Fuyao thought of how anxious Zhan Beiye must have been waiting for them, so she resolutely unsealed Consort Dowager's acupuncture points .
Consort Dowager slowly opened her eyes .
She saw Meng Fuyao and blinked her eyes in confusion . But she did not immediately scream .
Meng Fuyao heaved a sigh of relief . Leaning forward on the bed, she said, "Zhan Beiye asked me to be here . Zhan . Bei . Ye . "
Her enunciation was very clear, and Consort Dowager's eyes lit up . She spoke softly, "Little… Ye?"
"Yes, Little Ye," Meng Fuyao answered in tears, touched by how clear the mother was at the moment . She pointed to the toilet outside the window and informed her, "Female toilet, he's waiting for you there . "
"Waiting… for me?"
"Yes," Meng Fuyao responded as she started to take off Consort Dowager's clothes, who flinched in fear . Meng Fuyao gently patted her back and gently persuaded, "You can meet Little Ye after changing your clothes . "
Hearing that, Consort Dowager stopped avoiding and cooperatively raised her arms for Meng Fuyao to exchange clothes with her . After that, Meng Fuyao changed her appearance to that of a palace maid's and brought her to the window . Meng Fuyao secretly pointed the direction again and said, "There's the female toilet . Walk in with your head down, and you will see Little Ye inside . Don't say a word . "
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