Poison Genius Consort

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“Ah!” Grand Concubine Yi couldn’t hold back a cry.
When she stopped to look again, she saw a bloodstain.
Han Yunxi unconsciously lifted her head and saw the same red smear–the drop of red!

This…Heavens!

She gave an incredulous glance towards Long Feiye.
As before, the man had no expression on his face like some sort of icy immortal.
Despite this, her heart filled with a nameless warmth.

Long Feiye, you’re rather interesting, rather righteous! Really, thank you a lot!

“Mufei’s already seen it.
Come, someone send us to the palace.”

Long Feiye’s orders were something even Grand Concubine Yi dared not disobey.
The old mama hastily carried over a plate to receive the handkerchief.
Still showing shows of astonishment, the grand imperial concubine reluctantly parted with the cloth.
She gave Murong Wanru a significant look as if to ask, Han Yunxi couldn’t have bewitched my son somehow, right? My son’s never been moved by beautiful looks before!

That spot of red was like a thorn in Murong Wanru’s eye, pricking her to the point of pain.
She couldn’t believe it! She’d never believe it!

The cloth was put away and warm tea offered in its place.

“Her highness wangfei respectfully offers her highness the grand imperial concubine tea,” the old mama announced in a loud voice.

With Long Feiye backing her, Han Yunxi felt much more confident than before.
She steadily raised the teacup and respectfully kowtowed as part of the ceremony.
“Chenqie[2] Han Yunxi greets mufei. May mufei live for thousands and thousands of years!”

Grand Concubine Yi couldn’t stop her eyes from roving around before shooting Long Feiye a look.
Although she was both confused and unwilling, she still had to give her son some face.
Accepting the tea, she downed it in one gulp before retrieving a gift of a blue jade hair clasp that she personally pinned into Han Yunxi’s hair.
She kept her tone light.
“This one has no particular tasks for you.
Just remember this one thing: no matter what you say or what you do, don’t lose face for this one or his highness.”

“Yes, chenqie will remember this in her heart.” Han Yunxi replied sincerely.

“You may rise,” Grand Concubine Yi said, waving a hand for Wanru to come over.
“Wanru, you’re a junior member of this family.
Come serve your sister-in-law a cup of tea.”

“Yes.” Murong Wanru obediently followed those words, looking a little bit pitiable as if someone had bullied her.
She lifted a cup of hot tea and walked slowly towards Han Yunxi, her weak and delicate gaze hiding a bitter resentment.

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[1] realm of dragons and tigers (龙潭虎穴) – longtan huxue, literally ‘pool of dragons,’ ‘hole of tigers,’ AKA a potentially dangerous spot.

[2] chenqie (臣妾) – a humble form of self-address for a lower-ranked female, equivalent to saying ‘your servant’.