Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 637: Reconciliation

"What is this?"

Princess Consort Mu was somewhat surprised.

"This is a medicine to aid you in conceiving. I know your health has not been well since you lost your child last time. After taking this, your health will recover, and soon you will be able to conceive the Dragon Seed."

Noble Consort Dugu said with a smile.

"But why would you want to help me?"

Princess Consort Mu, not being completely naive, had a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

Noble Consort Dugu smiled and said,

"Dear sister, although I may seem influential in this palace, I actually have no real backing. I have no family to rely on, and I envy you for having the support of Prince Mu’s Mansion. If you can join forces with me, together we can contend against Noble Princess Consort Xiao and Noble Consort Guo, who have offspring. With both of us united, we will have a stronger position. If either of us succeeds in bearing a child, I will find a way to make our child the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Princess Consort Mu was touched, unable to conceal her emotions.

She eagerly grasped Noble Consort Dugu’s hand and said earnestly,

"Dear sister, I understand your kindness. Rest assured, I will try my hardest to conceive the Dragon Seed. As long as we sisters unite, the harem of Great Chu will belong to us."

With that, she smiled contentedly and took the medicine bottle from Noble Consort Dugu, happily returning to her palace to wait for Emperor Yongye to summon her.

That very night, Emperor Yongye indeed visited the chambers of Princess Consort Mu, exactly as Noble Consort Dugu had predicted.

Prince Mu’s Mansion was, after all, formidable and crucial, especially now with the tumult at the borders of the Ten Countries, and with Dugu Wu incapacitated. If they were to neglect a battle-ready Prince Mu, he might harbor discontent. If conflict arose, Great Chu would surely be at a disadvantage.

Emperor Yongye thought this over and realized that indeed he needed to placate Prince Mu’s Mansion.

After Emperor Yongye left, Noble Consort Dugu was left to enjoy some peace. She returned to her palace, bathed, and changed clothes, not in a rush to remove her makeup. As it approached midnight, she sent her attendants away, changed into a different outfit, and was about to leave when—

"Stop right there."

Noble Consort Dugu’s body jolted, and she hastily knelt on the ground.

She was only draped in a layer of sheer silk, her figure vaguely visible, exuding endless temptation.

Upon seeing who had arrived, a flash of fear crossed her eyes, and the person coldly said,

"Do you realize your transgression?" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Noble Consort Dugu’s heart skipped a beat. She did not know if the other person had seen through her intentions or was calling her out on the mishap at Yuxiu Academy tonight.

Noble Consort Dugu quietly said,

"Master, I have given my all. I did not expect Feng Bailing to come up with something like sand pot porridge. I thought that after winning the competition, I could take the chance to ask for Yuxiu Academy."

"I’m asking you, where were you going? I advise you to banish such thoughts. Before we eliminate Emperor Yongye, you best not entertain any undue notions."

The person scanned Noble Consort Dugu’s attire, their icy gaze sharp as knives.

A chill ran through Noble Consort Dugu’s heart. She quickly bowed her head, knocking her pale forehead against the cold ground dozens of times, until a red mark appeared.

"Master, I dare not, I dare not harbor any other thoughts. My return this time is solely for revenge. I share an irreconcilable enmity with Feng Bailing; I wish I could strip their skin and draw their sinews. However, tonight’s event was indeed odd. I only left Feng Bailing some scraps, yet she still managed to make sand pot porridge. Both the Empress Dowager and Noble Consort Guo are despicable; they both found Feng Bailing’s sand pot porridge more delicious. We need to accelerate our plans to ultimately control them,"

Noble Consort Dugu spoke, the ruthlessness flickering in her eyes.

"Do not act rashly. Both Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu are shrewd thinkers. The Empress Dowager and Noble Consort Guo are their important supporters, and if you make any overt moves against them, it could result in the discovery of our entire plan. Recently, you need only concentrate on augmenting the medicine for Emperor Yongye and the ladies of the harem."

The person did not pursue the issue of Noble Consort Dugu’s late-night departure, and Noble Consort Dugu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everything is going according to my plan. It won’t be long before the Ten Countries undergo a great change. That will be the best opportunity to act."

When Noble Consort Dugu raised her head again, only the other person’s words lingered.

The surroundings were empty, with only curtains whipped up by the wind dancing wildly in the palace.

A bloody hue spread across Noble Consort Dugu’s eyes as she let out a cold snort.

"Feng Bailing, I’ve returned from hell, and this time, I want you dead."

She glanced somewhat reluctantly in the direction of Noble Princess Consort Xiao’s sleeping quarters...

In the Imperial Kitchen, the cooks had been busy all night and were now cleaning up the leftovers.

One of the Imperial Chefs suddenly said.

"How come one pot is missing?"

The missing pot was one of those used by Feng Bailing to cook sand pot porridge earlier, but after a tally, the cooks found it was just one pot missing, and its disappearance didn’t attract much attention.

Inside the imperial garden, under the fiery influence of Gang Qi, the cold porridge in the sand pot started boiling again. The person took a sip, just a mouthful caused their pupils to shrink.

The person was stunned for a moment, and the sand pot fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

In the middle of the night, Feng Bailing had finally settled the two little ones.

Just as she returned to her room, Dugu Wu was sitting in front of the couch; Feng Bailing, startled, subconsciously retreated.

"Stop right there."

Dugu Wu coldly spat out two words, and with a wave of his hand, the open door behind him slammed shut.

The room was filled with an air of tension; Feng Bailing stammered.

"Dugu Wu, what are you trying to do?"

Dugu Wu had gone off on some kind of tangent the previous night, talking like he wanted to be true husband and wife with her, but Feng Bailing didn’t want that.

Feng Bailing nervously touched her stomach, as her period still hadn’t arrived.

She had an ominous premonition.

Right at this critical moment, the emergency kit failed her; she urgently needed a pregnancy test but hadn’t managed to produce one.

Feng Bailing was considering whether to find a reliable doctor to check her pulse, because after all, physicians should not self-diagnose, and right now even she couldn’t be certain if she was pregnant or not.

Of course, all this was just Feng Bailing’s speculation. She absolutely couldn’t let Dugu Wu catch on, otherwise she’d be soiled even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

"I’m hungry, make me something to eat. Make the same dish you made tonight."

Dugu Wu stared at Feng Bailing for a while, and then suddenly dropped such a sentence.

It was then Feng Bailing recalled that Dugu Wu seemed to have hardly eaten anything in the palace tonight.

According to what Dugu Xiaojin said, none of them had eaten, waiting for Feng Bailing. After Feng Bailing arrived, he and Feng Xiaoli had porridge, but their father drank only some tea throughout the event.

Dugu Wu had held back all night and finally couldn’t bear it anymore once he got back to the Prince Manor. In a timely fashion, Dugu Wu’s stomach growled.

His handsome face reddened.

But Feng Bailing laughed out loud.

Between them, that oppressive feeling suddenly dissipated.