Chapter 2 — Bloody Moon Dew

A crazy but cruel plan began to form in my heart. Longevity? No, that's not a miracle, it's a curse! I will become the "miracle doctor" most trusted by them, dedicated to preparing the elixir of immortality. I want to see them with my own eyes, in their false dream of eternal life, step by step collapsing, step by step falling into the hell that I have carefully prepared! I raised my head and looked at the group of wolves in the palace who were joyfully celebrating "immortality". The joy on their faces makes people feel nauseous to the bone. I dry my tears. From this moment on, in my eyes, there will be no more tears. Only the coldness remained, the hatred that wanted to crush their bones and flesh into ash. I turned around, quietly blending into the dense night, like a true ghost. Their countdown begins from that moment.

02

Once planted, the seed of revenge will madly take root and germinate. But we understand clearly, we cannot be hasty. At this time, I was just a humble cleaning lady. I had never even seen the face of a dragon or the face of the Queen Mother, let alone become a "miracle doctor" in their hearts. We need a chance. One opportunity is enough to make them pay attention to me. That opportunity came very quickly. Since the emperor shared my mother's flesh and blood, his whole personality has changed. He seemed to have returned to his twenties, with terrifyingly prosperous energy. He did not go to court for several days in a row, immersed in the harem all day, playing with his concubines. Trieu complained everywhere, but no one dared to dissuade him. However, that state of excitement did not last long. Very quickly, disaster appeared. Through bribing a little eunuch next to the Queen Mother, I learned - recently the emperor has been sweating night after night, mentally restless, his temper has become unusually hot-tempered, and he often scolds and punishes the palace staff. The royal physician was summoned one after another, but everyone was helpless. Flipping through the medical books, in the end, he only came to a vague conclusion: "The dragon's body is too nourished, the yang energy is too strong, the fire is rising." There are many prescriptions for clearing heat and reducing fire, but they are not effective at all. We know clearly that this is not "excessive tonic". This was the spiritual power of the Moon Dew Flower roaming around in his mortal body - that body simply could not withstand that power. Not long after, the Queen Mother also showed similar symptoms, only somewhat milder than the emperor. She began to lose sleep, her mouth was dry, her tongue was dry, and her mind was confused. I understand — my chance has come. I took advantage of the time I was allowed out of the palace to go shopping and secretly collected a few extremely cold herbs, which are very common in the valley. These things are extremely poisonous to mortals, but to us Nguyet Suong flower clan, they are just ordinary herbs. I crushed them, used a special method to filter the semen, and made it into a colorless and odorless "Thanh Tam Lo". Returning to Tu An palace, I took advantage of the time of cleaning the Queen Mother's palace and "accidentally" dropped a few drops of medicinal herb onto the bedside incense burner. The medicine road encountered heat and immediately turned into an extremely faint stream of kindness, as if it were nothing. That flow of good will can temporarily suppress the evil fire raging in their bodies, bringing a moment of comfort. Sure enough, that afternoon, the Queen Mother woke up after After lunch break, my spirit was much better. The palace maid next to her - Mother Truong - was a secretive person, and quickly discovered that there was something strange about the incense burner. She immediately summoned all the palace staff on duty and questioned him in a stern voice. I knelt in the crowd, bowed low, my heart beating like a drum in my chest. I know, this step is extremely dangerous - once discovered, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to see tomorrow's sun again. But wealth and wealth seek dangerous places, and so does revenge. Mama Truong's eyes were sharp as knives, scanning each of our faces.

"Who? Who dares to touch the Queen Mother's incense burner?"

No one dared to speak up. I secretly pinched myself, making my face look even more panicked. Just as Mama Truong was about to use the picture, I tremblingly raised my hand.

"It's... a slave."

All eyes immediately focused on them - some were surprised, some were contemptuous, and some were laughing at the misfortune of others. Page Phong Luong Minh Nguyet Truong mama grabbed me with one hand and dragged me out of the crowd, shouting loudly:

"You're so bold! Speak! What did you put in there? Did you want to harm the Queen Mother?"

I panicked and fell to the ground with a "thump" sound, my whole body shaking like a dry leaf in the wind.

"Please mother, please spare my life! Servant... I just noticed that the Queen Mother has been depressed lately and has difficulty sleeping, so... that's why I took a folk remedy from my hometown, hoping to make the palace cooler, so that the Queen Mother can sleep a little better..."

As I spoke, I was so "scared" that my words stuttered, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, before they could fall. That pitiful appearance is my best protection. Truong ma ma clearly didn't believe me and was planning to send someone to slap me in the mouth. At that moment, the palace curtain was lifted, and the Queen Mother walked out under the support of her palace maid. She smelled the scent of rowan in the air and immediately felt that the frustration of the past few days had somewhat disappeared.

“Wait.” — she spoke, her voice somewhat tired.

"What is your name? What did you put in the incense burner?"

I immediately bowed my head and replied in a trembling voice:

"Back when the Queen Mother was the Queen Mother, the servant was Nguyet Kien. What the servant put in was not flavoring, but a herbal juice called 'Bang Tam Grass' - a folk remedy in the countryside, used to eliminate fire of unknown cause, without harming the body at all."

The Queen Mother glanced at me, felt the cool air in the air, and immediately said to Mama Truong:

"Stop it, she doesn't look like someone who would dare harm anyone. If that thing works, just let her do it a little more."

Although Mother Truong still had doubts, she did not dare to disobey the Queen Mother's wishes. In my heart I was happy, knowing that this gamble - I had won. I pretended to be extremely grateful, bowing my head in gratitude repeatedly. That night, I immediately presented the bottle of "Thanh Tam Lo" that I had painstakingly prepared. The Queen Mother tried it out, and the effect was obvious, and that night she had a rare good night's sleep. The next day, she immediately recommended me - a young palace maid who knew how to use folk remedies - to the emperor who was upset and restless because of the "blazing fire".Page Phong Luong Minh Nguyet I was led to the Emperor's Duong Tam Palace. For the first time, I am so close to this person. He wore a bright yellow dragon robe, his appearance was still handsome, but there were dark circles around his eyes and anger in you — nothing can cover it up. He half-trustedly took the bottle of medicine I offered, raised it to his nose, sniffed it, and then looked at me again. His eyes were full of scrutiny, suspicion, and... interest.

“You are the little palace maid who knows how to use folk remedies?”

“Slave Nguyet Kien, pay my respects to your Majesty.” — I knelt on the ground, my head bowed low, my voice low enough to reach his ears.