I insist

Chapter 197: Suicide Out of Guilt

Song Miqiu followed the palace maid to a bedroom. She stood at the door, put her medicine box aside, and soon saw that the palace maid had tidied up the room.

Seeing this, Song Miqiu picked up her medicine box and prepared to go inside. As she passed the palace maid, Song Miqiu felt that the maid was looking at her with a very unfriendly gaze.

Thinking of how the palace maid had been plotting to have Consort Lin kill her, Song Miqiu's eyes instantly turned cold.

She went inside and carefully looked around.

During this time, Song Miqiu worked in the Imperial Hospital and had already sensed that the palace was very dangerous. She handled the affairs of the Imperial Hospital on a daily basis, and some of the matters involved the concubines and princes, which was terrifying enough.

Now she's going to move into Consort Lin's palace. Song Miqiu knows that the person who drugged Consort Lin and caused her miscarriage will definitely be watching all of this from behind.

She has to be careful in her actions now, lest those people stab her in the back and she die unjustly.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu carefully placed the medicine box on the table closest to the door, so that she could easily take it out to find Consort Lin at any time.

At night.

Song Miqiu had his head down, engrossed in reading the books on the table, when he noticed a knock on the bedroom door.

She called out without looking up, and the door opened.

Song Miqiu hadn't heard the other party explain their purpose for a long time, so she looked up in confusion and saw that it was the palace maid who had been standing next to Consort Lin during the day.

She frowned slightly and asked, puzzled, "What brings you here? Could it be that Consort Lin is unwell?"

No, that's not true.

The palace maid lowered her head slightly and said respectfully, "Her Majesty instructed me to come and summon Imperial Physician Song for a meal. Please, Imperial Physician Song, hurry up and leave, lest Her Majesty become impatient and upset. If Her Majesty gets angry again, Imperial Physician Song will not be as lucky as he was during the day."

Song Miqiu looked up at the other woman coldly. She knew that the palace maid was being sarcastic about her good luck during the day, which allowed her to escape being sentenced to death.

She touched her teeth, too lazy to bother with the palace maid.

Anyway, she came here to serve Consort Lin, not to serve the palace maids. No matter how sarcastic the palace maids were, as long as she finished taking care of Consort Lin's health, she could leave anytime.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu stood up, quickly tidied the books on the table, and followed the palace maid out of the room.

The two arrived at a place where Song Miqiu could see Lin Fei already seated from afar.

Following behind the palace maid, Song Miqiu greeted Consort Lin. She strode to the wooden table and sat down. Suddenly, Song Miqiu noticed the food on the table.

Her eyes sharpened, and she stood to the side, staring intently at the food.

Consort Lin originally intended to invite Song Miqiu to sit down and eat, but upon looking up at Song Miqiu's expression, she glanced uneasily at the food and asked in confusion, "Is there something wrong with these dishes?"

Since Song Miqiu did not want to die, Consort Lin knew that there was absolutely no possibility that Song Miqiu would betray her now. She looked at him and waited for Song Miqiu to continue.

"Your Highness, please don't eat any of this!" Song Miqiu quickly snatched the chopsticks from Consort Lin's hand and advised her.

Upon seeing this, a palace maid immediately stepped forward. She frowned as she looked at the chopsticks in Song Miqiu's hand and rebuked, "How dare you! How can you take Her Highness's things so easily?"

Song Miqiu couldn't be bothered with the palace maid; in her eyes, the maid was always targeting her.

Her gaze fell on Consort Lin, and she whispered her opinion. Pointing to two of the dishes, she said softly, "Your Majesty, I think I already know the reason for your miscarriage."

“These two dishes are incompatible, and that’s not all.” As she spoke, Song Miqiu pointed to other dishes.

Before long, Consort Lin discovered that almost all the dishes on the table were the food combinations that Song Miqiu had mentioned that were incompatible.

Thinking of her dead child, Consort Lin felt uneasy. She stood up repeatedly and asked loudly, "Could it be that the chef didn't know?"

“Your Majesty, the chef knows these things best. I believe that the miscarriage and death of Your Majesty’s child must be related to the people in the Imperial Kitchen, and it is more likely that they tampered with the food.”

After all, it's impossible for a normal person to arbitrarily change Consort Lin's recipes. When Consort Lin was pregnant, and given her favor with the emperor, she was practically his darling.

At this time, anyone who dared to oppose Consort Lin would be going against the Emperor.

However, those concubines who disapproved of Consort Lin's actions could only focus their attention on the Imperial Kitchen.

After all, no one knows better than a chef what foods pregnant women can and cannot eat.

No one knows better than a chef which foods are incompatible.

If this continues for a long time, Consort Lin's baby will definitely miscarry.

When they try to investigate, they will find no evidence and can only say that Consort Lin is weak and has difficulty conceiving.

If such whispers reach the Emperor's ears, it will be extremely difficult for Consort Lin to turn the tide.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu whispered words of advice to Consort Lin.

Hearing Song Miqiu's words, the latter was even more terrified, and she immediately sent someone to investigate.

"I'll dig three feet into the ground to find this person!"

Consort Lin spoke angrily, her expression furious. She would certainly not be soft-hearted towards someone who wanted to harm her.

Song Miqiu stayed by Consort Lin's side, paying close attention to her emotions, afraid that she might get too excited, since mood and emotions are very important for her to recover well.

Not long after, the palace maid returned in a panic. She bowed to Consort Lin and told her the results of their investigation.

"Your Majesty, the head chef of the Imperial Kitchen just committed suicide out of guilt!"

"What?!" Consort Lin was so angry that she almost fainted.

She was almost infertile. If Song Miqiu hadn't been afraid of death and claimed that she could get pregnant again after recuperating, Consort Lin would have almost been ruined for life.

As a result, he ended up in this state and committed suicide out of guilt, which was much easier than sending him to her.

Presumably, the other party also felt that coming to Lin Fei's place would only bring torment, so he simply committed suicide out of fear of punishment.

However, Song Miqiu felt that it was also possible that someone behind the head of the imperial kitchen had instructed him to do this.

After all, this is the imperial palace, where anything is possible. Even human lives are no big deal to them; they can simply drag the body down and bury it somewhere.

Lin Fei grew angrier the more she thought about it, her chest heaving violently.

She was on guard in every way, but she never expected the problem to be with the food!