I insist

Chapter 136: Winning Over the Favored Concubine

Song Miqiu understood even more clearly that Zhou Tong must know about her father's past.

But after hearing Song Miqiu's question, the other person sat there stammering, holding the teacup in both hands and rubbing it repeatedly, his lips pursed. It was clear that he was unwilling to talk about his father.

"Imperial Physician Song, I'm not quite sure about this matter either. You've come to the wrong person." Zhou Tong chuckled dryly, stammering for a while before finally deciding to decline the question.

Song Miqiu slowly lowered her eyes, her drooping eyelids concealing the emotions within them, and she let out a slightly disappointed "oh".

Zhou Tong licked his lower lip and saw Song Miqiu looking down at the medical book, her fingers constantly gripping the pages. He smiled awkwardly, knowing that he shouldn't stay there any longer.

He made up a random excuse and got up to leave.

Before leaving, Zhou Tong thoughtfully closed the door quietly for Song Miqiu.

Song Miqiu was left alone in the small room. She couldn't concentrate on the medical books in front of her, and disappointment flowed through her beautiful eyes.

She just wanted to know about her father's past, so why was it so difficult?

Song Miqiu sighed heavily, got up and found her bundle. She carefully placed the medical book in the bundle, folded it, tied it to her arm, and then walked step by step towards the outside of the Imperial Hospital.

It was already half an hour later when I got home.

Song Miqiu, feeling very down, threw the bundle onto the wooden table.

As night approached, the room was pitch black, presumably Qiu Tianlei and Tian Yumei were already preparing to go to sleep.

Song Miqiu fumbled for the tinderbox, and based on her memory, she found the candlestick. Then, in the dim moonlight, she used the tinderbox to light the candle.

Suddenly, part of the room lit up.

She slowly lit all the candlesticks in the room, making the whole room warm and bright. Song Miqiu stood in the center of the room, looking at the interior of the house, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

The disappointment she felt earlier was gradually replaced by a sense of calm. Song Miqiu took a deep breath, walked back to the wooden table, and put all the treasures bestowed upon her by the emperor into the system.

With a clatter of falling gold coins, Song Miqiu opened the system panel and saw that her points had increased by ten. She was even happier and couldn't help but mutter, "The emperor is indeed generous."

She was filled with emotion. Although she hadn't had much contact with the Emperor, she knew that pleasing the favored concubines would definitely bring many benefits.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu closed the system panel, picked up the medical book and stuffed it into the bookshelf. She took a few steps back and looked at the full bookshelf, feeling a strange sense of accomplishment.

However, thinking of the points and rewards, Song Miqiu frowned. The old man's mask already had many wrinkles, and her frown made her face even more contorted.

Song Miqiu immediately sensed it. She quickly took off her mask and smoothed out the wrinkles so that outsiders wouldn't see her extremely ugly appearance.

I've forgotten to pay attention to my mask lately.

She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, put the mask back on, and used a trick to make it stick more firmly to her face.

Song Miqiu walked slowly to the dressing table, bent down to look at her face reflected in the brass mirror, her head turning constantly, her hands on her face, observing everything on it.

After finding that there was nothing to be noticed, Song Miqiu got up.

Of all the favored concubines in the palace, only Consort Can seems to have any clues. Now that she's in the Cold Palace, she needs to find an opportunity to get close to the Cold Palace.

Song Miqiu ground her teeth, turned her head to look at the night view, and raised the corners of her eyes.

Isn't now a perfect time?

A dark and windy night is the perfect time for her to sneak into the cold palace.

Song Miqiu chuckled a few times, then quietly left in her carriage. The candlelight in the room was not extinguished; she wanted others to know that she had returned to the room.

She had the coachman stop the carriage at the palace gate, and then slowly got down.

After explaining why Song Miqiu went to the Imperial Hospital to retrieve an important item, the guards at the palace gates finally allowed her to enter.

She coughed lightly, straightened her chest, and strode forward. She didn't panic when she encountered palace maids and guards along the way. After walking towards the Imperial Hospital for a while, she changed her route when she saw that there was no one around.

Recalling her previous observations, Song Miqiu estimated the current time and figured the guards should be changing shifts by now.

As soon as the shift change begins, she takes the opportunity to slip inside, and when she comes out, she finds another way to get out.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu tiptoed toward the Cold Palace. Perhaps it was just her mind playing tricks on her, but whenever she encountered other people along the way, she quickly hid in the shadows.

Fortunately, the palace was not brightly lit at night, and the patrolling people passing by did not notice him while he was hiding in the shadows.

Song Miqiu breathed a sigh of relief. She had walked for an unknown amount of time before finally reaching the vicinity of the Cold Palace.

She leaned against the stone wall and walked straight ahead. After taking a few steps around a corner, Song Miqiu looked up and saw a guard standing at the door.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, and quickly turned around to leave.

The guard turned his head and saw Song Miqiu. He frowned and called out to him sharply.

Startled by the loud voice, Song Miqiu shrugged. She slowly turned around and gave the guard an awkward smile.

"Who goes there, and why have you come to the Cold Palace?"

Song Miqiu smiled awkwardly at the guard. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Seeing that the other party was a little impatient, Song Miqiu was afraid that they would tie her up at any moment. A quick idea came to her mind, and she hurriedly pulled off the waist tag from her waist.

Her hands trembled slightly as she handed over the waist token with both hands, giving a slightly obsequious smile. "I've only been here a few days. I left something there. Before, someone always guided me here, but tonight I got lost and ended up here."

Song Miqiu poked his head out, pointed to the place they were guarding, and asked in confusion, "Sir, why are you guarding this door? Is there some treasure inside?"

Upon hearing this, the guard looked up and followed Song Miqiu's finger. Seeing that she was pointing to the spot where he had just been standing, he explained to her in a low voice, "This is the Cold Palace. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to approach. Did the person who brought you into the palace not tell you this?"

At this point, he glanced at Song Miqiu from head to toe and sighed helplessly, "Maybe they thought you wouldn't wander off because you're old."

In his eyes, if the person he brought was older, he felt that the other party would be much more obedient. After all, no one dared to act recklessly in the palace, otherwise the emperor would punish them, which would be the most terrifying thing.

He looked down at the waist token in his palm, flipped it a few times, and saw the patterns on it clearly before he believed that Song Miqiu's words were true.

The guard reached out and pulled Song Miqiu's arm, placing the waist token in the other's palm, and whispered, "You're getting on in years. If you really forget anything, you can get it first thing tomorrow morning. Don't wander around the palace."