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Chapter 270: The Drug of Feigned Death

After the meal.

Song Miqiu gave Yu Huailin a look. Although Yu Huailin was puzzled, seeing that the two had finished eating, he simply followed Song Miqiu back to the room.

Tian Yumei sat on the stool, covered herself in plum powder from a piece of fruit, and watched the two of them leave. She frowned slightly, puzzled, and murmured, "Are they going to have a fight?"

Upon thinking of this, Tian Yumei immediately shook her head to shake off this absurd idea from her mind. After all, in her eyes, Yu Huailin and Song Miqiu had an excellent relationship and rarely argued.

In addition, he had also witnessed the extent of Yu Huailin's favoritism towards Song Miqiu.

Besides, these are their own business, so Tian Yumei simply stopped thinking about it and continued eating the plum powder that Song Miqiu had specially made for her. She excitedly lifted her legs and curled her toes together.

The two returned to the room. As soon as Song Miqiu closed the door, she looked up and stared directly at the other person. She placed her hand on the door behind her, and her movement caused her to turn her body to the side.

"Let me ask you, you were lying on the ground with a wound this morning, and I diagnosed you as being overworked. What exactly is going on?" Song Miqiu frowned, looked the other person up and down, and his eyes were full of confusion.

When questioned by Song Miqiu, Yu Huailin did not hide anything from her. He told the truth, "I was just doing business, and I got these wounds by accident."

Song Miqiu narrowed her eyes and fell silent, clearly disbelieving Yu Huailin's statement.

Yu Huailin felt somewhat helpless about this, but he knew he couldn't argue with Song Miqiu too much about it. He rolled his eyes and immediately turned Song Miqiu's attention elsewhere.

"There are many disputes in the palace right now. Prince Yi is not in the palace and is no longer the crown prince in name. I can't help you much in the palace. What's going on in the palace right now?"

Yu Huailin paused for a moment, then subtly suggested, "When I came back this morning, I found you weren't home, and I didn't see any of your other belongings either. I suppose you spent the night in the palace."

"But what happened?"

Seeing the worry in Yu Huailin's tone, Song Miqiu forgot that she had just questioned whether Rao was really willing to do business again.

She initially thought that doing business could not possibly result in her being covered in superficial injuries.

But Yu Huailin's words immediately diverted Song Miqiu's attention.

Her face was full of helplessness whenever she mentioned the trivial matters in the palace.

Song Miqiu let out a breath and explained everything that was happening in the palace to the other party, "Now the Empress Dowager is definitely focusing her attention on Consort Can."

Her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with worry.

Consort Can had only just recovered after being cared for by her, but the Empress Dowager was preoccupied with many thoughts and concerns. Consort Can was currently in a state of near-madness, only occasionally appearing lucid. She was genuinely afraid that the Empress Dowager might do something to Consort Can.

After a moment of silence, Song Miqiu spoke her thoughts to Yu Huailin, "I think if Consort Can continues to stay in the palace, something bad will happen to her sooner or later."

"His Majesty has always shown signs of a stroke, so he keeps a very close eye on me and doesn't want anything to happen to me."

"The Empress Dowager tried to teach me a lesson before, but she was saved by the chief eunuch and Ming Taicheng. Now the Empress Dowager hasn't bothered me, but I think she is definitely working with Granny Hua to figure out how to deal with Consort Can."

Yu Huailin noticed that when Consort Can was being comforted, Song Miqiu's eyes were full of anxiety, as if she was afraid that something might have happened to Consort Can.

He was silent for a moment, then asked, following the voice, "You don't want anything to happen to Consort Can?"

“Of course!” Song Miqiu replied earnestly.

Consort Can had some connection with her father, and from what she overheard in Consort Lin and Consort Can's conversation, it seemed that Consort Can's confinement in the Cold Palace was partly due to her father.

Given this situation, she couldn't simply let it go unchecked.

“Then I think we can rescue her, for example, by making them think that Consort Can is dead or something like that…” Yu Huailin tentatively suggested.

"I can help you rescue Consort Can when the time comes; it's just a matter of a word from you."

He had long suspected that Song Miqiu possessed many powerful prescriptions, and he figured that he must also have some medicine for faking death.

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu's eyes lit up instantly. She slapped her calf hard, turned to look at Yu Huailin, and said with a hint of excitement, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that!"

She had completely forgotten that she even had a system!

Song Miqiu had already dismissed Yu Huailin's offer to help her; all she could think about now was the fake death drug Yu Huailin had mentioned.

Song Miqiu remembered that there was a drug in the system that could make people appear to be in a state of suspended animation, which could be used on Consort Can.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu immediately whispered her thoughts to Yu Huailin.

Subconsciously, she already regarded Yu Huailin as someone she trusted completely, just like Qing Zhi, and was certain that he would never betray her.

“I have a medicine that can make people look like they’re really dead!” Song Miqiu said, her eyes sparkling, but then her face fell as she thought of something. “However, it requires a very meticulous plan.”

She raised her hand and counted off her fingers one by one. "We have to avoid the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and we also have to be careful of the palace servants and maids, as well as those gossipy imperial physicians, because these people will spread the word about what we've done."

Song Miqiu immediately recounted the outrageous rumors they had spread about her having an affair with the Emperor. Song Miqiu spoke with great relish, but failed to notice that Yu Huailin's face had completely darkened.

"If they find out, we'll be in big trouble. We'll have to find a way to escape, especially if we run into the Embroidered Uniform Guard. If they find us, we'll be doomed!"

The mention of the Embroidered Uniform Guard reminded Yu Huailin of that person. He pursed his lips and remained silent, only offering his support for Song Miqiu.

With a smile in his eyes, he reached out and cupped Song Miqiu's face. Although to outsiders, Song Miqiu's face looked like that of a very old man, Yu Huailin stared at that long face and imagined what Song Miqiu originally looked like.

He said in a low voice with a smile, "Then we'll have to trouble our Imperial Physician Song to find some time to scout out the terrain, otherwise we won't be able to make a move, don't you think?"