In truth, due to the angle, they hadnât seen clearly either. However, Lady Xia couldnât have fallen for no reason. And with Hu Liyi being so aggressive, if Rong Qiu hadnât pushed her, who else could it have been?
"Youâre talking nonsense!" Rong Qiu suddenly retorted.
Laying hands on a Palace Consort was a grave offense. If confirmed, Rong Qiu would face severe punishment, if not death itself. Moreover, she hadnât done it.
"How audacious! A mere Palace Maid dares to be so insolent in front of the Empress!" Yu Lan shouted angrily. Rong Qiu was immediately so frightened that she dared not speak anymore.
She had just been panicking. She didnât want to be wrongly accused; she wanted to live. Unfortunately, speaking out against the Empress was yet another crime.
The Empress rubbed her forehead and said with a frown, "Regardless, it was wrong of Hu Liyi to instigate a Servant to commit violence. You will be confined to reflect for one month. As for this Palace Maid..." She paused, then continued, "Your master has erred. Not only did you fail to advise her, but you also abetted the mistake, disrespecting rank and causing injury. You shall be... sent to the Laundry Bureau!"
However audacious Hu Liyi usually was, she didnât dare talk back now. She quickly kowtowed in acceptance.
As for Rong Qiu, she had already collapsed to the floor. She looked pleadingly at Hu Liyi, hoping her mistress would offer some protectionâeven a scolding or a beating would have been better than this. However, Hu Liyi didnât spare her even a glance. In that moment, Rong Qiu felt utterly hopeless.
Yu Lan noticed Rong Qiuâs desolate eyes. Sensing something amiss and fearing she might go mad, Yu Lan quickly ordered her mouth gagged and had her dragged away.
The Empress then instructed, "Later, have the Ministry of Internal Affairs send some fine things over, and let Hu Liyi pick two more attendants."
Since Hu Liyi had been promoted, she was entitled to more attendants. One had been taken away, so sending two would replenish her staff.
Hu Liyi kowtowed her thanks. The Empress then remembered something else and turned to Xia Ruqing. "Your residence is also short one menial servant. Later, Iâll have some sent over for you to choose from!"
"Thank you, Empress!" Xia Ruqing curtsied in gratitude.
The Empress nodded. After a few more words of consolation to Xia Ruqing, she dismissed everyone.
As Hu Liyi departed, she shot Xia Ruqing several venomous glares before leaving in a huff.
Xia Ruqing, however, appeared unfazed, calmly walking back to her own quarters.
You bullied me once, so Iâll make you suffer this time. Letâs see if you dare to try again. Though my status is low, Iâm not worthless. Why should I tolerate it?
ăBack at Zhaohua Pavilionă
Not long after, someone indeed sent over a few Palace Maids for menial tasks for her to choose from.
Xia Ruqing, feeling sullen, didnât want to bother and left it to Xiao Xizi. "You choose," she told Xiao Xizi. "We need someone simple and honest, not too clever. We wouldnât know how to manage someone like that."
"Very well!" Xiao Xizi agreed and went out.
Xia Ruqing washed her hands and fetched some ointment, carefully applying it to Zi Yueâs face. Zi Yueâs face had endured more than a dozen slaps from Rong Qiu. Numerous spots were scratched by fingernails and had begun to fester, a truly distressing sight.
"Does it hurt?"
Zi Yue forced a smile. "It doesnât hurt..."
"Itâs my fault youâve suffered like this..." Xia Ruqing felt unbearably upset.
Rong Qiu would never have dared to push me; I deliberately fell. That Palace Maid only became so arrogant because her master gained favor. Although Hu Liyi ordered her to hit Zi Yue, a girlâs face is her most important asset. Anyone with a shred of compassion wouldnât have struck with such brutal force. But Rong Qiu was different; she scratched and clawed, nearly ruining Zi Yueâs face! It just shows how malicious she is.
Zi Yueâs eyes brimmed with tears. "My Lady, please donât say such things. This little bit of suffering is nothing for a servant like me."
Xia Ruqing clenched her teeth and said, "If I had any real power, Iâd have sent her straight to Yama, the King of Hell! Sending her to the Laundry Bureau is letting her off far too lightly!"
Zi Yue was terrified and hurriedly urged, "My Lady, please donât speak like that! I donât feel wronged. I only hope for the day when you no longer have to endure being bullied by others!"
"It will happen! It definitely will!" Xia Ruqing said firmly. "You follow me with such unwavering loyalty. I wonât let you suffer like this indefinitely!"
"Mm!" Zi Yue nodded with determination.
ăMeanwhileă
Xiao Xizi had chosen a new menial Palace Maid. She had a plain appearance and seemed honest and simple.
Xia Ruqing composed herself and asked with a faint smile, "What is your name?"
"This humble servantâs name is Cuicui," the girl replied.
Xia Ruqing smiled and gave her a new name. "From now on, your name will be... Qiu Ye. Youâll follow Qiu Tong and do menial tasks. If you serve diligently, I naturally wonât treat you unfairly."
These were mere formalities. After all, words meant little; only time would reveal a personâs true heart.
"Thank you, Honored Lady, for bestowing this name. This servant will certainly serve you well!" Qiu Ye answered cautiously.
Xia Ruqing felt weary. She waved her hand, dismissing them all.
When the midday meal was served, Xia Ruqing specifically requested light dishes. Zi Yueâs skin was broken and bleeding, so she couldnât eat any rich or inflammatory foods.
After the meal, she had Zi Yue go rest and took a nap herself. Nothing more was said on the matter.
ăAt the Empressâs residenceă
She had returned to Jiaofang Hall. While having her midday meal, she gradually mulled things over and frowned.
"Do you think Hu Liyiâs palace maid would truly be so audacious?"
For a palace attendant to assault her mistress was an act of profound disrespect. Whether sent to the Laundry Bureau or directly beaten to death, her life would be ruined.
"Besides, from what Iâve seen, Lady Xia doesnât seem that timid!" If she were truly that weak, how could she have confronted Consort Yun back then?
Yu Lan pondered for a moment, then said uncertainly, "This servant doesnât think Lady Xia was faking it. Your Majesty knows the temperaments of Consort Yun and Hu Liyi. As the saying goes, even a cornered rabbit will bite when cornered. And in this Harem, well..."
The Empress nodded again. "You have a point. That Palace Maid, Rong Qiu, struck with full force. Lady Xiaâs attendant had her face beaten severely. That couldnât be faked!"
She hadnât seen the other details clearly, but this, she had witnessed with her own eyes. As the saying goes, seeing something once is better than hearing about it a hundred times.
The Empress sighed. "Enough. Lady Xia is indeed pitiable." Even if she possesses some cunning, itâs hardly surprising. She wouldnât believe anyone in the palace was entirely without schemes.
With that said, having no further doubts, the Empress dismissed the matter from her mind.
ăThree days lateră
News of the incident reached Zhao Junyaoâs ears that afternoon.
The Emperor had selected the nameplate for Zhaohua Pavilion. Feng Anfu went to deliver the summons. However, it turned out Lady Xia was ill. Her palace attendants reported they hadnât yet had time to call an Imperial Physician or request the nameplate be retracted.
Feng Anfu was nearly in tears. This was completely against protocol! In all his years serving in the palace, he had never encountered such a thing.
This... How was he supposed to report back? Did this mean he had to ask the Emperor to choose another nameplate? If this dragged on, and if such incidents became common, would the Emperor be forced to choose nameplates multiple times a day? He feared his own life would be forfeit long before that day arrived.
With no other recourse, Feng Anfu sought out Li Shengan, desperately begging for help.
Li Shengan also found it problematic. However, since it concerned the Emperor, he had no choice but to brace himself. "Iâll help you report it," Li Shengan said.
Feng Anfu was moved to tears, thanking him profusely.
ăThat eveningă
When Zhao Junyao returned from the Imperial Study Room for dinner, he noticed the small study in Zichen Hall was empty. He frowned and asked, "Where is Lady Xia?"