I insist

Chapter 205: Why Didn't You Tell Me?

When the two met Granny Hua, she noticed that Ming Taicheng was also with Song Miqiu, and subconsciously raised an eyebrow, "Imperial Physician Ming, this is..."

Ming Taicheng glared at Song Miqiu, then chuckled and said to the person in front of him, "I want to go to the Empress Dowager's place with Song Miqiu. After all, she hasn't been in the palace for long and doesn't know some of the rules."

Granny Hua didn't want Song Miqiu to offend the Empress Dowager because he knew nothing. In addition, Granny Hua also knew Ming Taicheng. With Ming Taicheng, who had been the Medical Sage for thirty consecutive years, there was probably no problem.

She nodded slightly and let the two of them follow her to the Empress Dowager's palace.

Ming Taicheng stood beside Song Miqiu and warned in a low voice, "Don't make any mistakes when you see the Empress Dowager! Be careful then, the Empress Dowager is not as easy to deal with as the Crown Prince and Consort Lin!"

Knowing that she had caused Ming Taicheng too much worry, Song Miqiu said nothing more. She lowered her face slightly and made a gesture of approval.

Upon arriving at the palace, Granny Hua went in first and gave some instructions to the Empress Dowager and the others before allowing the two people waiting outside to enter the room.

Song Miqiu lowered her head and slowly walked in. She straightened up, stood there, and looked up at the Empress Dowager.

Upon seeing the Empress Dowager, a flash of hatred crossed Song Miqiu's eyes, but it quickly dissipated. Her heart was filled with hatred, knowing that the person before her was her father's killer. She wished she could rush up with a knife and stab the Empress Dowager to death.

Since the emperor is here anyway, let's just kill them both.

But Song Miqiu knew he couldn't do that. If he did, not only would he die, but he would also implicate Tian Yumei, Qiu Tianlei, and Yu Huailin.

They treated themselves very well, and Song Miqiu did not drag them into this unpleasant vortex.

The Empress Dowager looked much older than in the painting, but that was normal. When Song Miqiu looked at the scroll, he noticed that it was slightly yellowed, which was because it had been stored for a long time.

She and Ming Taicheng stood before the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, and respectfully bowed to them.

The Emperor sat beside the Empress Dowager, his gaze falling on Song Miqiu, and said with a smile, "It is rumored that you are infertile, is that true?"

"Does Your Majesty remember Consort Lin's current health condition?" Song Miqiu did not choose to answer directly, but instead asked a question.

Upon hearing this, the emperor paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

When the Emperor heard that Consort Lin had miscarried and could no longer conceive, he felt sorry for her. After all, she had the same symptoms as the Empress Dowager. Although he occasionally liked Consort Lin's temper, he could not like her as much as he liked the Empress Dowager. Seeing that she could not bear him any children, he put her aside and thought she should fend for herself.

But unexpectedly, he was saved by someone, and the person who did all this was the same person standing right in front of him.

Having thought of this, the Emperor had no further questions. He beckoned to Song Miqiu, signaling him to come quickly and take the Empress Dowager's pulse.

Song Miqiu bowed his head and walked up to the Empress Dowager. He looked up at her and said softly, "Please give me your wrist, Your Majesty."

When the Empress Dowager saw Song Miqiu, she felt displeased, especially by Song Miqiu's eyes, which she felt she had seen somewhere before, and which truly disgusted her.

But she just couldn't remember. The Empress Dowager could only suppress her displeasure and hand over her wrist. When she saw the person in front of her place their fingers on her wrist, the Empress Dowager felt as if a million ants were crawling on her body.

She instantly thought of someone, but quickly banished the thought from her mind.

Song Miqiu saw that the person was several years older than herself and couldn't possibly have much connection with him.

The Emperor sat to the side, noticing the Empress Dowager's slightly furrowed brows, and asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The Empress Dowager came to her senses and slowly shook her head. "It's nothing. Perhaps I had a nightmare yesterday and didn't sleep well, so I'm not feeling well."

As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on Song Miqiu, as if she wanted to see right through him.

With the Emperor watching over her, the Empress Dowager couldn't keep her eyes on Song Miqiu, lest the Emperor ask too many questions.

"Why didn't you tell me about your nightmares?" the Emperor asked anxiously. He subconsciously reached out and grasped the Empress Dowager's hand, until she gave him a wink, at which point he realized that Song Miqiu and Ming Taicheng were also present.

He turned to look at Song Miqiu and Ming Taicheng. One was earnestly taking the Empress Dowager's pulse, while the other was staring intently at Song Miqiu, as if afraid that something might have happened to the Emperor.

Seeing this, the Emperor immediately concluded that Song Miqiu and Ming Taicheng hadn't seen his actions, and soon dismissed the thought.

Song Miqiu lowered her eyes, a look of disgust rising within them. She knew that the Emperor and Empress Dowager couldn't see the emotions in her eyes.

She never expected that the Emperor and Empress Dowager would be so blatant, daring to act this way in front of several imperial physicians, which showed just how unrestrained they were in private.

It disgusted her.

Song Miqiu glanced at Ming Taicheng out of the corner of her eye and noticed the emotion in his eyes. A slight smile appeared on Song Miqiu's lips. She knew that she wasn't the only one with this idea.

She slowly withdrew her hand and stood up, clutching the hem of her official robe with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager's health is not very good. Perhaps it is because of her previous miscarriage that her vital energy has been depleted."

Upon hearing this, the Empress Dowager remained calm, but a hint of disappointment welled up in her heart.

She's been trying to recover for so many years, but it seems like it hasn't been very effective.

The Empress Dowager's gaze fell on Song Miqiu. She looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt. She had been recuperating for so long, yet her vitality had not recovered. Could this person really help her?

The emperor's face was also very grim. After all, he had collected many tonics for women's abdomens and given them to the Empress Dowager, but after taking them for so many years, she still hadn't been cured.

However, the Emperor thought again that if the condition could be cured, he wouldn't have summoned Song Miqiu to treat the Empress Dowager at this time.

Thinking of this, the Emperor asked in return, "Is there any way to treat it?"

"Yes." Song Miqiu nodded to the Emperor. She frowned slightly, pretending to be in a very difficult situation. She raised her hands and said in a deep voice, "There is a treatment, but it is quite complicated."

As soon as she said this, the Emperor and Empress Dowager immediately understood Song Miqiu's meaning. The treatment method was complicated, which would be a hardship for the Empress Dowager.

The suffering along the way will certainly be much greater.

Thinking of this, the Empress Dowager frowned slightly. She and the Emperor exchanged a glance and finally agreed.

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu's lips curled up slightly, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in her eyes.

She finally found a way to torture the Empress Dowager. Even if she couldn't kill her directly, she would torture her to death first!