Chapter 6 (1/2)
The treatets better for maids with rooms, moreover for the maids of the Emperor's Beloved Consort
Her rank had rose up from the bottom of the pyra to what she was told, her wages also increased exponentially Twenty percent of that wage goes to her family, or rather, the merchants who sold her
She was provided a narrow room, not a worker's room she had up until recently
Her sleeping quarters had upgraded from a straoven h to fit two beds She was happy that she no longer had to avoid stepping on her roo
The Jade Palace where Consort Gyokuyou resided, had four attendants aside fro to eat baby food, there hadn't been a need to employ a neet nurse
Compared to Consort Rifa who had more than 10 people with her, it was quite a small retinue
Seeing as though she suddenlythe lowest maids to work as an attendant, while she saw looks of disapproval, there weren’t any harassment she had honestly expected
Rather, what she saere looks of sympathy
(Why is that?)
She soon knew the reason
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Before her eyes was imperial court dishes made with lots of medicinal herbs
One by one, Consort Gyokuyou's head maid, Honnyan, placed small plates with portions of the side dishes before Maomao
Consort Gyokuyou looked on apologetically butit
The re three maids looked at her piteously
A poison taster
Everyone became nervous because of the incident with the crown prince
It was because of the circling rumours about the princess' illness and where the poison was slipped in No doubt thewhere the poison came from, were fearful
Froe that they would send inas disposable pieces
It wasn't just Consort Gyokuyou It also included the princess's food and the emperor's nourishment dishes when he visits
It appears that poison has been served then Consort Gyokuyou's pregnancy was known One had been light, the other had stiffened up the lied the nerves
Theas poison tasters up until noere honestly thankful towards her
Maomao frowned as she looked at the served plates They were made of clay
(If you're worried about poisons, using silver is a given)
Maoarnish of the namasu and looked at it carefully
She sniffed it
She placed it on her tongue, s of numbness, and sed it slowly
(I'm honestly not suited to be a poison taster)
It should be i to entrust the poison tasting to Maomao if it was a delayed onset poison
Maoradually made herself accustomed to poisons as an experie amount of poisons
This wasn't the job of a phar Maomao's intellectual desire
In a different place and era, she would surely be called a 'Mad Scientist'
Even her dad, who taught her the skills of a doctor, was shocked about it