46Shen Yulou, I will haunt you even as a ghost!
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Chapter 46 Shen Yulou, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!
Consort Qing narrowed her eyes.
"Shen Yulou, do you truly believe that just because I'm in the Cold Palace, I can't do anything to you?"
Shen Yulou walked up to Consort Qing and smiled faintly.
"Consort Qing, you are too impatient. Although I've uncovered some clues, I never intended to target you.
It was you who tried to put me to death, so I merely retaliated."
Consort Qing said coldly, "You killed my brother; my father will not let you go!"
Shen Yulou said, "It's certainly easy for Lord Hu to kill me, so you, Consort, must protect me."
Consort Qing sneered, "Me protect you? You're dreaming!"
Shen Yulou said, "It's not a dream. I came here this time to cooperate with you, Consort."
"There's no cooperation between us."
Shen Yulou grabbed Consort Qing's skirt and lifted it, feasting his eyes on her snow-white long legs.
Consort Qing's expression changed drastically, and she quickly pulled down her skirt.
"Shen Yulou, how dare you!"
Shen Yulou tutted twice, "Consort Qing's legs are truly a rare sight in this world. It would be a pity for them to remain in this Cold Palace."
Consort Qing's face was ashen, "Shen Yulou, if you dare to act so brazenly again, I'll immediately call for help. Even if I'm in the Cold Palace, the Emperor will not let you off!"
Shen Yulou said, "I already told you, I came here this time to cooperate with you, Consort.
You poisoned an Imperial Son; even if you don't die, you'll never be able to rise again.
But I have a way to get you out of this dreadful place and restore your former glory."
Consort Qing sneered, "You? Are you going to say you'll cover for me after your investigation? Do you think His Majesty will believe you? His Majesty never changes his mind once he's decided on something. Don't be so presumptuous."
Shen Yulou said, "Not so."
"Consort, tell me, what if The 23rd Prince's leg suddenly healed?"
Consort Qing's expression subtly changed, and her eyes flickered for a moment.
If Zhao Ying's leg were to heal, he would surely gain Emperor Ren's favor.
With her son's status elevated, Consort Qing naturally wouldn't remain in this Cold Palace.
If one day Zhao Ying were to be named Crown Prince, Consort Qing would at least be elevated to Consort Gui.
And if he inherited the throne in the future, Consort Qing would be the Empress Dowager.
In other words, if Zhao Ying's leg could be healed, it would absolutely change the fate of their entire Hu Family.
However, the light in Consort Qing's eyes quickly dimmed. For years, she had sought out every famous doctor, but there was no remedy for Zhao Ying's leg.
"Hmph, are you going to say you can heal it?"
Shen Yulou said, "You don't believe me, Consort?
What about cranes crown poison?
I was able to save the Princess of Yan State after she was poisoned with cranes crown poison; a mere broken leg is hardly worth mentioning."
Consort Qing's expression was a little strange; at this point, she was somewhat tempted.
If it were anyone else, Consort Qing might not believe it.
But Shen Yulou's recent performance had been truly remarkable: first, he saved the Princess of Yan State, then he cured the Consort of her lack of milk.
Now he was even going to deliver the Princess of Yan State's baby.
Most importantly, he managed to make Hu Chen die mysteriously right in Hu Chen's own territory.
She didn't trust Shen Yulou's character, but his medical skills were undeniably convincing.
Consort Qing said, "I've tried to kill you repeatedly; will you still help me?"
Shen Yulou smiled, "There are no absolute enemies, only absolute interests. You tried to kill me merely because you feared my investigation.
Once the case is closed, there will be no more grievances between us, right?"
Consort Qing narrowed her eyes; she found Shen Yulou to be truly unfathomable.
Consort Qing had tried to kill him several times, yet he could still laugh and talk, letting bygones be bygones. He was indeed not simple.
"What do you want?"
Shen Yulou said, "Then I'll be direct. I want The Emperors Maternal Uncle's Winery."
Consort Qing clenched her fists, "You have a huge appetite! Even if I gave it to you, could you manage it?"
That Winery only prospered because it belonged to his Hu Family.
If someone without power or influence tried to manage it, they would be squeezed out in minutes.
Shen Yulou said, "Don't worry about that. Just give me the Winery, and I'll manage it myself."
Shen Yulou naturally wouldn't sell liquor; he needed this Winery to produce alcohol and antibiotics.
Many people knew how to brew liquor.
But alcohol and antibiotics were unique in the world.
Shen Yulou was still clear about which had higher profits.
Consort Qing thought for a moment, "If you can truly heal my Imperial Son, a mere Winery is yours. What other demands do you have?"
Shen Yulou said, "Just now I went to examine your son's leg. Now, I want to examine your leg."
Consort Qing froze for a moment, then her cheeks flushed, and a hint of anger appeared in her eyes.
"Shen Yulou, you're quite bold!"
Shen Yulou said, "It's not just my boldness that's not small."
With that, Shen Yulou scooped up Consort Qing and walked towards the small, dilapidated bed nearby.
"Consort, there are people outside. Keep your voice down later."
...A long while later.
Shen Yulou lay on Consort Qing's legs.
It was a pity there were no cigarettes in this era; otherwise, smoking one would surely surpass living as a god.
Consort Qing's legs were truly comfortable; he felt like he could fall asleep lying on them.
Consort Qing's face was flushed, still not recovered from the recent intimacy.
She never dreamed that just a few days ago, she wanted to kill Shen Yulou.
But now, she was beneath Shen Yulou, serving him.
And, it was even in this Cold Palace.
Consort Qing said, "Shen Yulou, if you cannot heal my Imperial Son, I will not forgive you even as a ghost!"
Only then did Consort Qing regain her senses. If everything Shen Yulou said was a lie, wouldn't she have been taken advantage of by him for nothing?
Shen Yulou stroked her leg and said.
"Don't worry, Consort. Since I promised you, I will naturally heal your good son."
Consort Qing angrily said, "What did you say!"
Shen Yulou grabbed her hair and said, "What, am I wrong?"
With that, Shen Yulou tasted Consort Qing's crimson lips once more, then put on his clothes and exited the palace door.
Consort Qing wiped her mouth, gritting her teeth and saying.
"Shen Yulou! Don't trick me! Otherwise, you will die a terrible death!"
Shen Yulou walked out without looking back.
Consort Qing struggled to sit up and put on her clothes.
She felt as if her body had fallen apart from Shen Yulou's earlier ministrations. She hadn't eaten all day, and now she was even hungrier from the exertion.
Consort Qing glanced at the food box Shen Yulou had brought over, and she limped towards it.
Opening the food box, she found a bowl of cold noodles inside.
Even though it was cold, Consort Qing's appetite was still stimulated, and she swallowed her saliva.
She picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to eat heartily.
A moment later, not a drop remained in the bowl, and Consort Qing felt a satisfaction she had never experienced before.
However, the noodles were cold, and now she felt a bit chilly.
After eating, Consort Qing noticed a piece of paper under the bowl, on which Shen Yulou had written to her.
"Someone will bring hot food every day at hai shi (9-11 PM). You must also drink the usual plain congee; don't let yourself get sick from hunger."
Seeing this note, Consort Qing was stunned, and her nose unexpectedly felt a little sore.
The chill that had been on her body seemed to dissipate a little... Shen Yulou whistled in the Imperial Garden.
The taste of a young married woman is still the best, especially one who is lonely, empty, and cold.
Three sentences to warm her for an entire day.