Thud!
Wang Yingluo slammed the medicine bowl and her writing equipment to the ground, her face seething with anger.
Only she manipulated others, no one schemed against her. Yet, to her surprise, Miao Wuxie had colluded with Murong Jiu, deceiving her out of medical knowledge and mocking her!
How could she not be furious?
"Miss, please calm down, when His Majesty arrives, I will definitely inform him of Miao the Divine Healer's disrespect towards you!"
Fu Rong said, trying to console her.
Grinding her teeth, Wang Yingluo said, "We must do more than just complain; we must exaggerate! Bring me fresh paper and a pen. I must rewrite The Empress's Medical Book before His Majesty arrives! Fu Rong, remember, I wrote that medical book, The Empress copied from me!"
Fu Rong gaped, then nodded solemnly, "I understand, Your Majesty is envious of your talent! But aren't you suffering from a headache?"
Wang Yingluo's head indeed hurt a great deal.