After taking the teacup from Chunyu and drinking a few sips, she waved for them to leave.
It was almost five o'clock. The Emperor should be getting up and preparing to attend court, so she had to hurry.
Su Qiao took her acupuncture case out of her space and began inserting the needles rapidly.
As needle after needle entered her body, her complexion visibly paled. Even her pink lips faded to white.
444 watched, growing more and more anxious.
Hey, you don't have to make it look this serious, do you? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were about to breathe your last.
Don't forget, last night was your wedding night. Who knows what people outside will say afterward?
Su Qiao did not stop moving her hands or change her expression as she drove a needle into her lower abdomen.
"If I don't make it serious enough, how will I get medicine from the Imperial Hospital? How will I get my family to come see me?"
"Besides, I don't want to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager, and I don't want those Imperial Concubines coming here to bother me."
After Jin Moli's primary consort died in childbirth, the position of Empress had remained vacant. There was no Imperial Noble Consort either, so she, as the Imperial Consort, currently held the highest rank.
After paying her respects to the Empress Dowager each day, those Imperial Concubines would surely come here to pay their respects as well.
She didn't want this empty show of prestige.
As for the authority to manage the imperial harem, it had remained in the Empress Dowager's hands ever since the previous Empress died. She certainly wouldn't give it up.
Of course, Su Qiao didn't care for it either.
Sometimes, pretending to be a pig