C61 Steal Half a Day of Life

The girl didn't get anything. Little Yuan was let go. The girl covered her face, and the servant girl beside her also covered her face with her veil.

The woman took off her mask after Yuan Zi rolled away.

The woman looked at Meng Zixian's sleeping quarters, holding her handkerchief tightly in her hand. "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have endured so much."

"I'm afraid of her, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to fight." The woman seemed to be mumbling to herself. There was a hint of worry on her face, and her eyes were cold and detached.

"Let's go." The woman took the servant girl by her side and left.

Meng Zixian didn't know what was going on outside and slept soundly.

Gu Jing Cheng received Little Yuan's report and his brows tightened: "Who?"

"This servant didn't see it clearly, but her status is definitely not low, and she also has Roland's Incense on her body." Little Yuan Zi's expression was serious, and he was no longer as timid as before.

Gu Jing Cheng played with the jade pendant in his hand: "Go and check. Pay attention to your identity."

Little Yuan accepted the order, "Yes."

"Oh right, pay attention to Meng Zixian's movements. Tell me everything."

"Yes."

After Little Yuan got the order, he went out to look around to see if anyone was around before quietly leaving.

There were actually people searching for Meng Zixian. This was not a good omen. Gu Jingcheng thought deeply and looked at the jade pendant in his hand.

It seemed that the harem had also started to stir up waves.

The remaining maidens all lived in the palace, waiting to be put to bed.

The harem was full of flowers. If they didn't succeed this time, there would be a new hunt.

The weather grew colder. Winter snow covered the land and all living things were covered in silver clothing. Due to the snow covering the entire palace, it looked even more solemn and holy. The long and lonely winter had arrived.

Meng Zixian's body wasn't in a good condition. If she got hot, she would suffer from heatstroke, and if she got cold, she would get sick. During the early winter, she would curl up in bed, shivering.

It was as if they had been forgotten. No one brought the charcoal over. Ling'er went to ask for it, but was actually insulted.

Meng Zixian didn't care about it. She asked Ling'er to boil some hot water every day while they heated up the pots.

At first, he was able to bear with it, but after a while, his days were not pleasant.

"Ling'er, do you think we can contact Song Qi River?" Meng Zixian's hands and feet were cold. He let out a long breath and asked.

"I'll go and have a look tomorrow. If there's an informant here, I can definitely get in touch with him."

For the first time, Meng Zixian directly faced Ling'er's relationship with Song Que. Ling'er was not surprised, and calmly accepted it, answering whatever she asked.

"Send him to see me." Mencius was so cold that he couldn't take it anymore. Even his voice was trembling.

"Yes."

Ling'er agreed. Indeed, on the second day, Song Qi had entered the palace. She would first go to Jingfei's chambers, then return to her chambers.

"The antidote." Song Que put the medicine on the table.

Meng Zixian looked at the pill and laughed coldly, "The poison doesn't kill me. I'm going to freeze to death."

Meng Zi was wrapped in a blanket, her face pale. She sat on the bed and looked at Song Lianhe. "I will get someone to bring you some charcoal later."

Meng Zixian then revealed a smile, "Thank you, Master Song."

Song Qi couldn't meddle in the harem's affairs, so he had to ask Jing Fei for help. Jing Fei was very efficient, and soon, a basket of good charcoal entered Meng Zixian's palace.

"I can finally get through the winter." Meng Zixian was on fire. She held the stove in her arms, feeling very happy.

At Jingfei's chambers, a servant came back to answer.

"Empress, the charcoal has been delivered."

"Get down."

Jingfei's face didn't look too good as she held the cup tightly. After the servant left the room, she suddenly threw the cup onto the ground.

Last time, she had been implicated by Meng Zixian, who had been scolded by Song Que. This time, the fire was not big, not small, but now that Gu Jingyuan had given her an imperial concubine, this was something she could give.

However, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Jing Fei stared coldly at the shattered glass fragments on the ground.

On the other side, they were also quite irritable as they broke all the items on the table.

"Didn't I tell you not to give her charcoal?"

"Esteemed Empress, esteemed imperial concubine intervened …" The servant at the side whispered.

The silk-robed woman was confused. "Jingfei?"

She quickly calmed down. "Forget it, let her off this time. Isn't it just a basket of charcoal?"

"On the other hand, esteemed imperial concubine, what kind of plans did you have …"

The woman sat down and tugged at the handkerchief in her hand, suppressing her anger.

Meng Zixian, on the other hand, did not know that this box of coals was not very pleasant. She only knew that the winter was going to be warm.

As the Spring Festival approached, the imperial harem would hold a grand banquet. First, it was the official feast, and then it was the imperial concubine banquet.

Meng Zixian was not interested in this. She secretly went to the kitchen to find some food to have a happy New Year's Eve meal.

It was a pity that the heavens did not want him to be involved. Gu Jingyuan had forcefully given the order that all the imperial concubines had to participate. Otherwise, they would be punished.

Gu Jingyuan's eunuch, Eunuch Gui, personally went to check on the imperial concubines.

When Meng Zixian heard that someone had come to visit her, she pretended to be very weak, and was immediately supported by Ling'er.

As soon as Eunuch Gui arrived, he seemed to have smelled something extremely unpleasant. He used his hand to cover his nose with the wind.

He was disgusted. "Oh, why would there be such a palace?"

"Meng Zixian, my little girl."

After he finished reading, Eunuch Gui laughed. He looked at the time when they had entered the palace and his current position. He said with disdain, "Let's go."

"Eunuch, I'm not feeling well. Can you promise me not to go to the imperial concubine's banquet?"

Eunuch Gui frowned. "This is not up to you!"

Meng Zixian quickly pretended to cough hard. It seemed as if her throat was going to burst out at any moment, and she started to vomit.

Eunuch Gui took a few steps back as he saw the situation. "Alright, alright. Looking at you now, it's hard to avoid bad luck."

"I will go back and report to the emperor. If you give me permission, I will not send anyone. If you do not agree, I will definitely send someone to inform you."

"Many, many thanks eunuch!" Meng Zixian was being supported by Ling'er. She pretended to be weak, bent over, and covered her stomach with her hands. She kept coughing, and was so weak that she was about to collapse.

Eunuch Gui had seen Meng Zixian spit out blood before, and knew that she was not being pampered. He thought that it would be good if she died at the banquet and disturbed Gu Jingyuan's interest.

Meng Zixian watched as Eunuch Gui was led into the house by Ling'er. She closed the door, then immediately stood up and ran to the bed. She held the thermos in her arms and held a book in her hand as she roasted it.

"Little Lord." Ling'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

As Meng Zixian read the book, sleepiness welled up within her. She sat cross-legged on the bed and began to doze off.

Ling'er walked over and took the book from Meng Zixian's hand, so that she could lie down. Meng Zixian didn't wake up. She just sat there, hugging the thermos, sleeping soundly.