I insist

Chapter 272: Setting Sail

Song Miqiu sneaked into the Cold Palace. Earlier, Consort Can had been given a drug to fake her death, so Consort Can's current state was no different from being in a state of fake death.

"Imperial Physician Song, this morning when I tried to do Her Highness's hair and makeup, Her Highness's breathing became weaker and weaker!" The palace maid stood helplessly to the side, not knowing what to do.

Her eyes lit up slightly as she walked to Consort Can's side, reached out and touched Consort Can's nose, and found that she was indeed no longer breathing.

Knowing she had succeeded, Song Miqiu immediately spread the news and began preparing for Consort Can's death.

The Empress Dowager knew that the relationship between Consort Can and Song Miqiu was unusual, and it was normal for Song Miqiu to handle Consort Can's body. She did not find anything else.

However, the death of Consort Can made her feel a little sad. She originally wanted to vent all the anger she had suffered at Song Miqiu on Consort Can.

It's just that Consort Can was unlucky. She stayed in the Cold Palace for so long without making a fuss and had no chance to turn her life around. She also had a good relationship with Song Miqiu, so it was natural that she was targeted by him.

Using the excuse of disposing of Consort Can's body, Song Miqiu and Ming Taicheng stuffed Consort Can into the carriage she usually rode in, while avoiding the Imperial Guards.

Knowing there would be more guards at the carriage boarding area, she made sure to find out what was going on beforehand and had Ming Taicheng send the guards away while she got into the carriage and settled Consort Can in.

After everything was done, Song Miqiu poked her head out and gestured to Ming Taicheng.

Song Miqiu didn't stop at all on her journey. She had already arranged the boats when she went to the palace earlier today, and they should be waiting for them to leave by now.

The carriage was bumpy, and after leaving the palace, Song Miqiu gave Consort Can the antidote. She gave her a very small dose that was easily digested.

Song Miqiu looked at the other person, who was acting crazy but was surprisingly well-behaved, quite different from when he was in front of the Empress Dowager.

Thinking of how unfortunate Consort Can's life had been, a trace of sympathy flashed in Song Miqiu's eyes. She reached out and touched the other woman with her fingers, and whispered, "I've already arranged for someone to take care of you. Don't let yourself end up like you were in the Cold Palace."

Perhaps understanding Song Miqiu's words, Consort Can remained silent, only gently tracing the other's fingers with her own as a response.

Once they reached the shore, Song Miqiu took Canfei's hand and led her onto the boat. She looked at the captain and said loudly, "I'll have to trouble you with this journey. Please take good care of me!"

"Don't mention it! You've given us the money, so we have to do our job properly!"

Before Song Miqiu left, Consort Can seemed to suddenly come to her senses. She grabbed Song Miqiu's hand, causing the other woman to pull back her foot as she tried to turn away.

She looked at the other person with confusion, and met their clear-headed eyes. Consort Can thought of her previous experiences and said in a heavy tone, "You must be careful of the Empress Dowager! Don't fall into the Empress Dowager's hands!"

As she spoke, Consort Can's eyes reddened slightly. Even though Song Miqiu was wearing an old man's mask, she could still remember that the person in front of her was the woman whose features looked very much like his in the Cold Palace.

"You must stay safe, please remember that." Consort Can's tone was very heavy.

Judging from the tone of the other party, Song Miqiu knew what she meant by the second half of her sentence. With red eyes, she nodded and agreed to Canfei's words. She reached out and combed the hair by Canfei's ear and said, "Now that you have been sent out, you must live well in other places as well."

Hearing the captain urge the ship to depart, Song Miqiu released Canfei's hand, lifted her skirt, and gracefully left the ship, walking onto the shore.

She stood there, watching the ship carrying Consort Chan go further and further away, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Thinking of the last look in Consort Can's eyes, Song Miqiu looked up and watched the ship grow smaller and smaller in her vision, until it became the size of a sesame seed, and then slowly disappeared.

She felt very sad that Consort Chan had spent her whole life immersed in her own and her father's fantasies.

Song Miqiu suddenly felt very confused. She didn't know how to face the Emperor and the Empress Dowager.

She knew that her path to revenge had become even more difficult, since she was now one less ally in the vast palace. Fortunately, she knew medicine, so it would be easy for her to sabotage the emperor from another angle.

The thought of the Empress Dowager's deteriorating health made Song Miqiu's eyes flash with a hint of unease; she needed to find a way to speed things up.

The wind was strong on the shore, and Song Miqiu's hair was blown into a mess.

She stood there with her back straight, letting the breeze tousle her hair, the strands brushing against her face.

Suddenly, someone stood behind her. Song Miqiu turned around and slowly looked up. She saw Yu Huailin and smiled as she looked up to ask, "What brings you here?"

"How would I know someone had been standing here in the cold wind for almost an hour if I hadn't come?" Yu Huailin placed the things in his hands on Song Miqiu's shoulders.

His eyes revealed a hint of seriousness, as if he were handling a precious treasure.

Song Miqiu let Yu Huailin tie the sash around her neck, then smiled and asked, amused, "How did you suddenly end up here?"

“I know some idiot might overthink things, and the weather’s gotten a bit colder today, so I came over with some things to see if you need any comforting words,” Yu Huailin explained.

His gaze softened as he looked at the man before him, smiling as he reached out and grabbed Song Miqiu's hand, forcing the other man's fingers to overlap with his own, as if their fingers were interlocked.

Yu Huailin lowered his head and gently comforted him, "I know you have a lot on your mind right now, but I think you don't need to worry too much. You don't need to keep thinking about whether you can succeed on your own."

“You must remember that you have people around you, such as me and Ming Taicheng. We will help you. Don’t always keep things to yourself or rush into danger by yourself without consulting us.”

Song Miqiu instantly understood that the other party was referring to her previous rescue of Consort Can. She chuckled dryly and muttered under her breath, "Wasn't it because I wanted to rescue Consort Can as quickly as possible?"

"After all, not everyone can withstand thirty strokes of the cane."

The two stood on the shore like lovers, facing each other and sharing their innermost thoughts, feeling the comfort brought by the cold wind.

Looking at the person in front of her, Song Miqiu's eyes sparkled. At that moment, she knew very well that she had fallen in love with Yu Huailin.

There might have been many uncertainties before, but now she is absolutely certain that she has fallen in love. She clearly feels that hazy, ambiguous feeling.

The two walked home together, and at that moment, Song Miqiu had an idea in her mind.