A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace

Chapter 296 - 295: What Exactly Will It Take to Stop?

Zhao Junyao’s expression tightened."What’s wrong with the Empress Dowager?"

The Imperial Physician said, "The Empress Dowager’s complexion is pale, and she is unconscious. It seems to be due to extreme anger causing phlegm to cloud her mind!"hing not to attend regularly. But now, she had also fallen out with the Empress Dowager over the Emperor. Regardless of how rude the Empress Dowager was, she was elderly after all. Couldn’t the younger generation give her some leeway? If the Emperor didn’t like it, the Empress should have mediated. How could she relay messages between the two, angering the Empress Dowager to this state? Alas!

Zhao Junyao kept a stern face and said no more.

The Empress was also very embarrassed.

The people behind her dared not even breathe, trying to minimize their presence as much as possible.

「In the inner chamber」

After drinking the medicine, the Empress Dowager finally woke up after a while.

"Empress Dowager!" Sister Qing called excitedly.

The Empress Dowager opened her eyes groggily and weakly scanned her surroundings...

"What... what happened to me?"

Sister Qing hurriedly said, "Your Majesty the Empress Dowager, you... you fainted. Fortunately, the Imperial Physician arrived in time. You’ve taken your medicine, and you’re all right now!"

The Empress Dowager was stunned for a moment, finally remembering why she had fainted.

Her expression stiffened, and then she gave a bitter smile.

"I have spent most of my life in the palace, enduring hardships and raising the imperial son into adulthood, only to find that he... would even oppose me over such a trivial matter!"

"With so many women in the Harem, why is Wanying unacceptable?"

She had to maintain the Shih Family’s glory and wealth!

The Empress Dowager hadn’t finished speaking when Sister Qing interjected, "You are mistaken, Your Majesty. As soon as the Emperor heard you were ill, he rushed here and has been anxiously waiting outside."

"Shall we invite the Emperor to come in?"

On hearing this, the Empress Dowager scoffed.

"What for? Does he want to see me even more ill?"

Sister Qing opened her mouth to speak but was unable to say anything before the Empress Dowager, furious, commanded, "Let them leave! Everybody out! No one is to come in!"

"After all, I’m just a troublesome old woman. Whatever I say or do is wrong. Tell them to go!"

Having said that, she sulkily shut her eyes tightly.

Sister Qing grew anxious.

"Empress Dowager, why are you... why are you doing this?"

The mother-son relationship within the Royal Family was inherently fragile and challenging to maintain. With the Empress Dowager acting this way, wasn’t she simply pushing the Emperor farther away?

As she thought this, Sister Qing tried to persuade her again with a few more words.

But it seemed as if the Empress Dowager had made up her mind. She kept her eyes firmly closed, motionless, with no intention of retracting her command.

Sighing, Sister Qing carried the empty medicine bowl out with her.

Zhao Junyao’s expression grew even darker.

He had heard every word the Empress Dowager inside said, clear as day. Hence, his heart also grew cold.

He didn’t know whether, in his mother’s heart, he, her son, was more important, or if the glory and wealth of the Shih Family held more importance. Wasn’t having one Noble Consort enough? Why was she in such a hurry to send the women of the Shih Family into the palace, one after another? What exactly would satisfy her? To make one of them Empress? Or their son the Crown Prince? This kingdom bears the surname Zhao, not Shih! The more Zhao Junyao thought about it, the more stifled he felt.

Just as Sister Qing was about to say something, Zhao Junyao suddenly raised his hand to stop her.

"Sister, there’s no need to say anything more!"

Having said that, he paused and then continued, "I am the ruler of this nation; a sacred Edict cannot be retracted. Since the Empress Dowager has awakened, she should rest well!"

"I will visit another day!"

Having said that, he flicked his sleeves and departed first.

Sister Qing opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words. All she could do was watch the Emperor stride away.

With a worried expression, the Empress hurriedly came forward to inquire, "Sister, how is the Empress Dowager’s health?"

Just as Sister Qing was about to answer, the Empress Dowager inside suddenly shouted loudly, "My well-being is none of your business! There’s no need for your false kindness here!"

"Sister Qing, tell them to leave! Everyone, leave!"

The Empress was also stunned, her face burning with embarrassment.

Sister Qing wanted to go back inside, but the Empress was still there.

Looking from one to the other, she suddenly didn’t know what to do!

In the end, it was the Empress who gave a bitter smile.

"If Mother is tired, then please rest well. Your child will take her leave now!"

Having said that, she also looked at Sister Qing.

"Sister, please take good care of her. Inform me immediately if anything happens!"

After giving her instructions, the Empress led her people away.

The attendants, seeing the situation, also paid their respects and silently withdrew.

Ningshou Palace finally returned to calm.

The Empress Dowager lay in bed, anger festering in her heart.

By evening, she refused to take her medicine, smashing the bowl and exclaiming angrily, "I might as well die! It would save them the trouble of me being an eyesore!"

Sister Qing looked at the spilled medicine and the shards of the bowl on the floor, suddenly feeling very tired.

She never entrusted others with anything the Empress Dowager consumed, always handling it personally. In the sweltering heat, she had stood in the small tea room for the better part of the day just to brew this one bowl of medicine.

She was old, and she too was tired!

Now, with a single wave of the Empress Dowager’s hand, it was all ruined.

Without taking her medicine, how could her illness improve? What exactly... what exactly did the Empress Dowager want?

Sister Qing stood there, looking disheartened, and remained silent for a long time.

The Empress Dowager, looking at her, also felt she might have gone a bit too far.

But she was the Empress Dowager, the Emperor’s mother. How could she be wrong? And it was impossible for her to apologize to a servant. Even if this person was an Old Sister who had been by her side for many years, offering tireless devotion and unwavering loyalty. Impossible!

After a while, Sister Qing suddenly knelt amidst the fragments.

The sharp porcelain shards pierced her skin, and blood began to seep out from beneath her knees.

Sister Qing’s expression remained unchanged as she knelt rigidly.

"Empress Dowager, you raised the Emperor for so many years. You must know his temperament!"