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It seemed like the imperial physician of the imperial harem was becoming more and more adept at treating allergies. To think that she could recover in a short night, at least her head wasn't as dizzy as it was last night.

"Miss, the imperial physician said you have to take this medicine regularly." Die'er, who had been happily chatting with Qiao, had already brought in a big bowl of soup from the cold palace. She was still speaking to Qiao Qiao with concern.

It was the soup again …

Joe's brow was still furrowed. Although she had been severely allergic and unconscious the previous night, she still remembered Yan Mo Chen's strong taste of soup in her mouth. She didn't expect that just as she woke up, there would be another big bowl of soup waiting for her.

"Die'er …" Qiao Qiao continued to look at Die'er with an expression of grievance and fawning on her, her eyes full of pleading. "Look at me, I'm already more than half recovered. Can you not drink this soup …" She had a good talk with him.

"No way!" Die'er rejected him without a second thought. She was afraid that her tone would be too harsh, so she placed the soup on the table and tried to persuade Qiao Qiao who was slowly collapsing:

"Miss, Eunuch Zhao personally brought this soup, and the emperor also decreed that this servant must personally serve Miss to drink it. The emperor also said that the young mistress was not afraid of anything, so he ordered Eunuch Zhao to deliver some candied fruits to the palace."

Die'er said happily. She already knew that the young miss's allergy was due to her wanting to avoid having to sleep with her, and the emperor was so protective of her. She couldn't help but have a favorable impression of the emperor.

Qiao Qiao couldn't help but knit his brows. Die'er had only persuaded her to leave the palace for four hours. He didn't know what Eunuch Zhao had just said to Die'er to make her fall into his position so quickly!

"Alright young miss, this soup will probably be even more bitter if it gets cold." Die'er didn't care how unwilling Qiao Qiao was. She slowly brought the soup to Qiao Yifeng.

Qiao Qiao was still looking at the bowl that was almost as big as her face and filled with soup medicine. He instantly swallowed his saliva, but before he could drink it, a wave of bitterness arose within his mouth.

"How about Miss eating some candied fruits first?" Die'er said seductively.

"Do you think you don't need to drink the medicine after eating the candied fruits?" Qiao Qiao's eyes flashed as he looked expectantly at Die'er.

"Nope." Die'er saw that the little miss was clearly going to take advantage of her, so she insisted, "It doesn't matter if little miss eats candied fruits or not, you still have to drink this soup!"

Qiao Qiao's face, which was filled with anticipation, fell once again upon hearing Die'er's words. At this time, she really hoped that someone would come from the Leng Palace to interrupt this little girl's forceful coercing.

"Esteemed Empress Lan has arrived ~"

Perhaps it was because Qiao Qiao's sincerity had moved the heavens, but a soft cry slowly came from the entrance of the cold palace.

Qiao Qiao's face was still overjoyed. This was the first time she wanted to see that hypocritical woman so urgently.

"Die'er, come here, in a bit …" Qiao Qiao's eyes still flashed as she whispered into Die'er's ear.

"Ah?" "Miss, you …" Die'er's face was filled with reluctance.

"Don't say so much, just do as I say later." Qiao Qiao still couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She knew that this woman didn't come here with good intentions. Since that was the case, she might as well beat her to it.

"Fine." Die'er had no choice but to agree.

Qiao Qiao continued to smile cheerfully, and then pretended to have a sick face, straightening his body as he laid on the bed with his eyes closed.

Die'er looked at her young miss' quick reaction and couldn't help but sprinkle a bag of powder from her sleeve into the soup.

Die'er placed the soup to the side and knelt on the ground. Following Qiao Qiao's previous agreement with her, she wailed, "Miss, Miss, why haven't you woken up yet?"

At this time, Jiang Lanxin happened to bring her personal servant, Huan'Er, into the inner hall of the Cold Palace. Seeing the unconscious and pale Qiao Qiao and the weeping Die'er on the floor, her lips couldn't help but curl up in a cold smile.

She had originally thought that it would take some effort before she could get rid of this woman. She hadn't thought that she would become a cripple.

Jiang Lanxin proudly looked at him and waved her hand, signalling Huan'er not to speak.

"Miss, this servant knows that you are sad because of the scar left behind by your allergy, and this servant also knows that you love and care for her complexion. But, you can't just wake up and faint right after seeing yourself in the bronze mirror."

Die'er was still kneeling on the ground, crying with all her might. These lines were given to her by the young miss, but she still had to put in effort for this performance. Thinking of this, she kowtowed a few times in the direction of Qiao, chattering non-stop.

"Miss, wake up, this is the emperor's personally brewed Beauty Nourishment Soup. His Majesty is worried that your body will be scarred by mustard, so the Nourishment Soup will definitely make your skin even more tender than before …"

As the voice faded, Jiang Lanxin's smug smile froze on her face. The words that Die'er had just said continuously swirled in her mind. She couldn't help but feel her heart tighten.

Beauty Nourishment Soup... Would he really be able to recover the red and swollen pimples on Joe's face?

She couldn't help but look up and see that Qiao Qiao's usually tender and fair face was now as red as a beehive. It was truly frightening.

Right now, based on her appearance, the emperor would probably dislike her even if she didn't do anything …

But, the soup that Die'er spoke of on the table, could it really restore Joe's pimples? [Is this really the Beauty Nourishment Soup that can heal delicate skin?

There was a deep suspicion in her eyes.

"Miss, Miss, you're awake!"

Just as Jiang Lanxin was deep in thought, Die'er let out a loud shout and threw herself in front of the bed, helping Qiao who had a weak face to stand up.

Qiao Qiao still raised his eyebrows slowly, but met Jiang Lanxin's gaze at the door.

Oh, I just happened to pass by, so I wanted to come in and see you." Jiang Lanxin looked at Qiao Qiao's questioning eyes and unconsciously explained.

How could she just look at that woman's interrogating gaze and be careful? At the very least, she was still the empress of the imperial palace, and even if she was favored by the emperor, she would only be a sinner of the imperial palace.

Qiao Qiao still did not look at Jiang Lanxin and shifted his gaze to Die'er. He raised his finger weakly and asked with a weak voice,

"Die'er, is what you said true? Can that bowl of soup really cure the pockmarks on my face? and make my skin more delicate? "

"Yes... Yes … "Miss, please drink it quickly. The emperor personally went to the imperial kitchens and prepared the recipe for you. I heard that the recipe is extremely precious, so even in this palace, the only thing you can make is a bowl of Beauty Nourishment Soup. Please don't waste the emperor's painstaking effort …" Die'er tried to persuade him with sincerity.

"Alright, your majesty even said yesterday night that you love my appearance. If I lose my face, how will I …" Qiao Qiao's still voice suddenly stopped. If one listened carefully, it wasn't difficult to discern the helplessness and grievance in her words.

Jiang Lan Xin was overjoyed. So even if the emperor was too cold, he was also a common person. He only loved Qiao Qiao's beauty that could topple the world. If Qiao Qiao's appearance was ruined, wouldn't the emperor look at her twice?

"Alright... "Miss, Die'er will go and get the soup for you right now!" Die'er nodded heavily and turned around, walking towards the table.

Jiang Lanxin's hands were quick. Just as Die'er's hands were about to touch the bowl of soup, she immediately stepped forward, picked up the soup, and slowly gulped it down.

Qiao Qiao and Die'er continued to look at each other. They forcefully suppressed the laughter in their hearts as their faces paled.

"You …!" Qiao Qiao pretended to be anxious as he pointed at Jiang Lanxin and said in an extremely sorrowful tone, "How can you drink my medicine!"

"Haha." Jiang Lanxin smiled complacently, and said to Qiao Qiao's still weak and sickly face aggressively, "So what if I drink? Originally, the Japanese palace was going to kill you with its own hands, but who would have known that your face is already ruined. I actually want to let you live a lowly life, in this cold palace where one cannot beg for life, one cannot beg for death! "

"Hahahahaha ~ ~" Hearing Jiang Lanxin's words, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You're about to die, why are you still laughing!" Jiang Lanxin said coldly to Qiao Qiao.

"I'm laughing at your ignorance, at your stupidity, at your stupidity!" In an instant, Qiao Qiao was still full of energy, unlike the delicate patient just now. She stood up, put on her shoes, walked to the bronze mirror, picked up a handkerchief and rubbed it against her red scarred face.

"You …"

When Qiao Qiao still turned around, Jiang Lanxin's proud face instantly stiffened on the spot. She pointed at Qiao Qiao's face as she stammered,

"You are not disfigured! "You …"

"Me? How am I? I'm still standing here, but … Do you know what you just drank? " Qiao Qiao was still full of joy as he challenged Jiang Lanxin with a smile.

"Yes …" "What?" Jiang Lanxin asked, trembling with fear.

"Yes …" Qiao Qiao's face was still gloomy as she said in a low voice, "Red Crane Head!"

Ah!" Jiang Lanxin's body froze. In an instant, both of her eyes rolled back and she fell straight backwards.

"Empress, Empress!" Huan'er saw her esteemed mistress collapse to the ground and panicked. She shouted towards the door, "Someone come quick! Someone's murdered esteemed imperial concubine! Hurry, someone come!"

At the entrance of the cold palace, a large number of people instantly swarmed in. However, this group of people only carried away Jiang Lanxin who could not stand still, and did not continue to grab and interrogate Qiao Qiao.

Currently, no one in the palace didn't know that amongst the people who were qualified to sleep in the imperial palace, there was only one person, the girl in front of them, who had no status and had all the honors. Even if she had murdered esteemed Empress Lan, the emperor would come to make a decision, and they wouldn't dare …

After the large group of people from the Cold Palace left, Die'er looked at Qiao with a nervous face. She walked up and asked, "Miss, did you really give her the Red Crane Pill?"

"Hmph." Qiao Qiao gave a cold snort. The powder that Die'er placed into the soup was naturally given by her, but unfortunately … She slowly shook her head and sighed.

"I hope so too." I hope so too.

And the powder was only enough to let her stretch her stomach for a few days.