"After all, this servant knows where all the good things in Her Majesty the Queen's palace are. With these things, Her Majesty the Queen can live in the Cold Palace just as comfortably as in the Qingliang Hall." As he said this, Kang Fuhai let out a simple laugh.
On the other side, Qingyu was walking towards Tang Youyou with some medicine to change the bandages on her body. As she changed the bandages, she comforted Tang Youyou, "Your Majesty, you must know that the Emperor is not heartless. During the time you were away, the Emperor didn't sleep or rest day and night just to welcome you back."
But halfway through her words, Qingyu was called out by Kang Fuhai at the door. Yiran then took over Qingyu's job and continued to serve Tang Youyou.
At this moment, the two people outside the door no longer had the cheerfulness they had shown in front of Tang Youyou. Instead, they looked worried.
Kang Fuhai glanced at Qingyu. "Don't just blurt out everything. Her Majesty the Queen is already sensitive about this matter. If you keep talking, aren't you just rubbing salt into her wounds?"
After saying that, Kang Fuhai gave Qingyu a hard look. But this time, Qingyu surprisingly didn't talk back.
She knew she had said the wrong thing. But looking at those crazy people in the distance, she felt scared.
"Eunuch Su, do you think there are really ghosts in the Cold Palace?"
"Should we burn some paper money for those dead concubines?"
Hearing this, Kang Fuhai was completely speechless. Seeing that this girl's mind had wandered off, he reached out and gently patted Qingyu on the head.
"You really believe in these ghost stories. These are just tales told to the concubines in the Cold Palace. Otherwise, why would those women who are on the verge of death stay in the palace obediently?"
It made sense.
Qingyu was silent for a while and then noticed that Kang Fuhai had gone to start a fire and cook.
She whispered again, "Eunuch Su, you've been in the palace for a long time, so you should know most of the things in the harem, right?"
Kang Fuhai frowned and looked into Qingyu's eyes. "So, what do you want to ask?"
When he spoke, there was no trace of a smile on his face. Then, without waiting for Qingyu to ask again, he said coldly, "Since ancient times, royalty has been the most heartless. Do you think a woman who has been sent to the Cold Palace still has a chance to get out? This servant tells you that before Her Majesty the Queen, no concubine has ever been able to leave the Cold Palace unscathed after entering it."
These words were like a thunderbolt, hitting Tang Youyou right in the chest as she was about to come out of the room.
They had intended to talk away from Tang Youyou, but unexpectedly, she still heard them.
Kang Fuhai realized he had made a mistake and quickly came to Tang Youyou.
"Your Majesty, this servant has spoken out of turn. Please don't take this servant's words to heart. This servant was just talking nonsense."
Tang Youyou just smiled faintly, as if she didn't care about what had just been said. She waved her hand casually.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, this palace thinks everywhere is fine. In this way, this palace doesn't have to worry about the intrigues in the palace. Isn't it wonderful to be alone and at ease?"
But the calmer she was, the more uncomfortable the three of them felt.
How could anyone withstand such a blow? Falling from the clouds to the bottom would surely break one into pieces.
Not many people could persevere, let alone comfort others at such a crucial moment.
Yiran knew that it was useless to say more at this time, so she found a stone and simply built a cooking stove.
Tang Youyou was shocked when she saw what Yiran had done. So this was how the ancients started a fire simply.
However, at this moment, she had a better way.
She pointed to a few big stones in the distance. In the empty courtyard, she asked Kang Fuhai to place them on top of the stove and let the fire burn the stones until they were glowing red.
"Your Majesty, do you want us to eat stones?" Qingyu asked puzzledly.
Tang Youyou just smiled. "No, no. Bring over the package you brought me."
Following Tang Youyou's instructions, Yiran took out the package and carefully placed it beside Tang Youyou.
"Your Majesty, this servant feels like there's something moving in this package."
Tang Youyou smiled knowingly and motioned for Kang Fuhai to close the door.
In the courtyard, several people opened the package. Under the rags was a medium - sized box. When they opened the box, there were actually more than a dozen chicks and two adult chickens inside.
Seeing these little guys, Qingyu was extremely excited. She picked up one and wanted to get close to it.
"Your Majesty, where did you get these little things?"
Tang Youyou shrugged. She couldn't very well say that she had robbed them and originally wanted to send them to Rong Jiangyu.
Anyway, she was in a difficult situation herself, so it was okay for her to eat them. Rong Jiangyu couldn't blame her.
"I picked them up. Keep the hens for laying eggs, stew the roosters, and raise the chicks."
Tang Youyou quickly decided the fate of these little guys. Next, she rubbed her hands and whispered, "Roast them, roast them and eat them."
After the rooster was cleaned, the little chicks were chirping non - stop, which attracted a few concubines to gather outside the courtyard gate. But these people only stayed for a moment and then left.
Soon, the smell of roasted meat wafted out, and several people had a big meal under Tang Youyou's leadership.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Tang Youyou came to the well, fetched some water, and after drinking it, she comfortably lay down on the sparse grass and squinted her eyes.
At the same time, a strange sound suddenly came from outside the gate. By the time Tang Youyou reacted, the sound had stopped.
This was the sound of the door being locked.
Well, so they were trying to get rid of her completely?
The man outside opened a small door from somewhere on the big gate and said fiercely, "This is your food."
After taking the wooden lunch box handed in by the man, the man closed the small door and locked it.
Tang Youyou opened the wooden box helplessly. Inside was the kind of food she usually ate. Judging from its appearance, it should taste good.
On the other side, Qingyu covered her stomach. She seemed to still be craving the roasted chicken just now. She looked longingly at the food in the box and then at Tang Youyou.
"Your Majesty, this servant is still a bit hungry."
Tang Youyou knocked the box over. She frowned and glanced in the direction where the man had delivered the food just now.
Although she was angry, she still lowered her voice and whispered, "You can't eat this. There's something dirty in it. If you want to die, then go ahead and eat it."
But Qingyu thought that Tang Youyou was just being overly sensitive.