The harem is full of gossip, Your Majesty, you are being cheated Ch. 137
"Why are you sweating? Come on, kneel on the ground and feed her. The ground is cool."
"Have you finished feeding her? Why don't you get some warm water?"
"Wipe her body!"
"Mother, what's wrong with Lady Lin? She doesn't look like she's serving anyone at all!"
"She's still feverish! Cover her forehead with an ice towel."
"Still hot?"
"Did we do the wrong thing? Lady Lin, go get a blanket for Empress Dowager. Maybe she'll sweat and get better."
Jiang Zhimiao gave orders for a long time.
Empress Dowager wanted to call someone in.
But she called several times, but none of her trusted people came in!
Empress Dowager was a little panicked.
What's going on?
She wanted to do something under the pretext of being sick.
But she forgot, Yue Lin was no longer the same as before.
Since she was sick, even if she was pretending, she would inevitably have to lie in bed, and naturally she could no longer control the entire Shou'an Palace.
What did Yue Lin take the opportunity to do in Shou'an Palace!?
Empress Dowager was a little panicked.
She got up and wanted to go out to see.
"Lady Lin, mother is sick, and you let her get up? Why don't you help mother lie down." Jiang Zhimiao said without hesitation.
"Empress!" Empress Dowager was furious, "How dare you! In your eyes, have you ever thought of me as your mother?"
Jiang Zhimiao was shocked, "Mother, aren't you sick? How come you look so energetic?"
Empress Dowager's expression froze.
Jiang Zhimiao looked really confused.
Empress Dowager's face stiffened for a moment. She was full of energy the moment before, but she became weak the next moment.
"My head..." Empress Dowager wailed as she lay down.
"My mother's body is still too weak." Jiang Zhimiao looked at Lady Lin, "Lady Lin, I'm not as careful as you. It's up to you to take care of my mother."
Lin Qingqing gritted her teeth.
Didn't Jiang Zhimiao insist on staying to take care of her?
Was she here to take care of her, or to torment Empress Dowager, torment her!?
"Hurry up." Jiang Zhimiao raised her eyebrows and said sternly, "Go pour a glass of water first. Do you need me to tell you?"
Lin Qingqing felt a little aggrieved, but she quickly held it back.
Never mind.
For now, the Emperor might have sent someone to observe in secret.
The more Jiang Zhimiao jumped, the more the Emperor would feel sorry for her!
From this point of view, she should thank Jiang Zhimiao.
Putting herself into the setting of the heroine of the sad novel, Lin Qingqing suddenly felt that the suffering in front of her was nothing.
Anyway, she would be the final winner.
Yue Lin could get her body, but her heart would always belong to Brother Hua.
Thinking of the glorious future, Lin Qingqing played the role of the bitter little white flower more conscientiously.
Jiang Zhimiao was a little shocked.
Of course she did it on purpose.
She tormented Lin Qingqing to see how she would react.
The result—
This little white flower's mind seemed unfathomable. Could she bear this?
When Lin Qingqing brought the water over, Jiang Zhimiao tormented her further, "Feeding on your knees!"
Lin Qingqing glanced at Jiang Zhimiao and sighed.
Did Jiang Zhimiao know what she was doing?
The more she tortured her now, the more miserable her ending would be.
The torture she suffered was temporary, but what awaited Jiang Zhimiao was endless years of pain in the future!
Lin Qingqing didn't resist at all, she actually knelt down, then knelt to the bedside, and fed Empress Dowager water with great difficulty.
Jiang Zhimiao was stunned.
Lin Qingqing's endurance was beyond her imagination.
What puzzled Jiang Zhimiao was, in this situation, Lin Qingqing looked at her with a hint of pity.
Jiang Zhimiao couldn't figure it out.
She was still kneeling, but she felt pity for herself?
What was Lin Qingqing's brain circuit?
Jiang Zhimiao couldn't figure it out at all!
The night was long.
In order to serve Empress Dowager well, Jiang Zhimiao didn't plan to sleep that night.
She had tea and snacks brought in, and a comfortable recliner brought in. She was busy and happy while watching the drama and occasionally asked Lin Qingqing to arrange some work.
Lin Qingqing and Empress Dowager, one taking care of others and the other being taken care of, both looked equally ugly.
Empress Dowager couldn't help but lower her voice, "Don't stay here stupidly. Go out and see what happened in Shou'an Palace!"
Why couldn't she call anyone when she wanted to.
Lin Qingqing nodded slightly. She looked at Jiang Zhimiao who seemed to be unaware of this place, got up and walked out quietly.
"Where is Lady Lin going?" Jiang Zhimiao's voice sounded faintly.
Lin Qingqing was a little panicked, "Concubine... Concubine wants to go to the restroom..."
Jiang Zhimiao suddenly realized, "Go to the restroom? Empress Dowager can't leave Lady Lin here. There is a restroom behind the screen outside. Lady Lin, please help yourself."
Lin Qingqing looked depressed.
Jiang Zhimiao didn't intend to let her leave at all!
Empress Dowager couldn't help it, "Empress..."
Jiang Zhimiao looked over.
The next moment, Empress Dowager's voice subconsciously became softer, "I mean, Lady Lin has been busy all night and is a bit tired. Let her go out and rest for a while."
Didn't Jiang Zhimiao torment Lady Lin?
She learned this method.
Next, she was going to mess with Jiang Zhimiao.
"That won't do, mother!" Jiang Zhimiao flatly refused, "Mother, you said that Lady Lin is the most attentive and considerate. No one else can take good care of mother except her."
"Besides, as long as mother can get better, Lady Lin will definitely have no regrets."
Jiang Zhimiao glanced at Lin Qingqing, "Right, Lady Lin?"
Lin Qingqing nodded in despair, "...right?"
Could she say it was wrong?
"Why do you sound unsure! Come on, tell mother loudly that for her, you are not afraid of hard work. Not to mention just taking care of her for one or two days, even if you have to go through fire and water, you will not hesitate!" Jiang Zhimiao looked at her encouragingly, "Come on, tell her."
Lin Qingqing's lips twitched, and she couldn't speak for a long time.
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