Kusuriya no Hitorigoto Volume 3, Chapter 15: Shin Latter Part

Now then, I wonder what will happen, Maomao thought as she wiped her face with a towel.

The face powder was gross. The rouge hardly ca off, and she really needed to go wash her hair that had clumped up from the perfu oil properly afterwards. She had glued hair trimmings around her eyes a technique used by prostitutes with thin lashes but she was worried it wont co off.

The skirt she wore was longer than usual, and she had worn heavy shoes underneath to fake her height. She probably didnt need it though. The lot at the Crystal Palace hadnt noticed it at all.

Though Maomao was sulking about it, she took off the false bottom shoes. She also changed out of her outfit. So sputum got caught on her clothes when she was nursing the severely sick person a while ago. She was relieved there wasnt blood in it. The infectiousness might be low, but she considered what could happen if she walked around with it, and thus prepared for a change of clothes. With it prepared at the Crystal Palace, the maid attire was pretty much lacking in function, but there was nothing she could do about it. She really wanted to take a bath, but it couldnt be done now so she relented.

When she tidied up, Maomao headed to the room where everyone was waiting for her.

Everyone was gathered in the parlour of the Crystal Palace,their expressions clouded with anxiety. Their gorgeous faces were all well-suited to the various fixtures of the room, but when Maomao entered with her make-up off, she couldnt help feeling she was sohow beyond her station.

There was Consort Rifa, Jinshi, Gaoshun, as well as a woman with a lithe beauty. The other maids had withdrawn from the room at Consort Rifas behest. The quack doctor seed to be among that group as well, but since he had other business, he took priority over that.

Consort Rifas head maid was a woman called Shin. Consort Rifas cousin, and as a person who also had a noble lineage, she was a proud beauty who stood out even in the inner palace. Perhaps due to their relation, she sohow resembled Consort Rifa in looks.

She was the head maid. But considering her social status, she was in a position where it wouldnt be strange for her to be middle-ranked consort either.

(I wonder if shes challenging as a head maid.)

The ones vying for the emperors favour werent all consorts. Sotis even a maidservant can win the emperors favour and beco the empress dowager. It wasnt sothing absent in history. If that was the case, wouldnt gathering beautiful flowers in the one place make them stand out more? The maid who serves the high-rank consort becos a mistress. That mont, the maid would imdiately be appointed a rank so that her social status is appropriate to beco a consort.

(What is it like for the people in question?)

Maomao didnt know anything concerning Consort Rifas family. Just that complex emotions would be revolving around the people in question. If they could overco that and cover it with deep trust, the world will be at peace.

(Consort Gyokuyou is blessed.)

The head maid Honnyan wasnt a capable person who was sent in as help. She was only working as a maid for Consort Gyokuyou. Due to that, she passed her marriageable age. It would be nice if Consort Gyokuyou would diate a good family for her to marry into one day, though. Even the other maids. They all have certainly lovely features, but they wouldnt even consider sothing outrageous like obtaining the emperors favour.

On the flipside, speaking of Consort Rifas maid here.

What is this supposed to an?

Jinshi slapped the table, his eyes narrowed. There were several varieties of perfu oil and spices on it. These were the things that were found a while ago in the storage room with the sick person. They wouldnt stand out as individual pieces, but when several types get mixed, the sll of stuffy.

The rest of the perfu was wafting around the head maid called Shin. Even though the sll of the perfu wasnt on the head maid at all before.

With the stink of perfu being not there as the reason, she must have confiscated sothing else she bought with the other maids. Even if it wasnt the case, she might have properly kept it hidden away.

.

Shin closed her eyes, saying nothing.

(Is she keeping quiet?)

Her cri, at the sa ti as concealing the perfu and spice that had been banned, was on how she attempted to use those products to make sothing.

She shouldnt be charged with the cri of quarantining the maidservant in the shed. Moving her from the common room to prevent infection was an appropriate asure. The inner palace only has a single dical officer; it would be hopeless in the first place to have him look after the maidservant.

(It beca the place for the eunuch with too much free ti to drink tea though.)

Even if she was taken to the dical clinic, it doesnt an that they could be entrusted with the maidservant. There were also those who hate getting dical treatnt from won.

However, it was troubling if a person dies because of that reason, but it couldnt be helped.

Just that, the lives of maidservants are insignificant.

Jinshi was also thrust before the pieces of evidence and charged her the cri that she was accused of based on that.

However, the head maid called Shin simply stood there, making an oblivious face. She had a noble lineage from the start. The eunuch called Jinshi might only have the position where he could just phrase a complaint no matter what he wanted to say.

And the mysterious one was Consort Rifa. Her brows were lowered. She was just looking at her head maid. Her face was an expression of sorrow.

Shin looked directly at the eunuch who was inquiring her without lowering her head.

(Hoho, shes playing it quite well.)

The usual court lady would end up staggering just by being cross-examined by Jinshi. It seems he cannot use his ayakashi-like ability with this court lady either.

I dont know anything. Certainly, it was I who said to move the maidservant there. Apart from that, after suddenly turning up and asking to et Rifa-sama, isnt her actions of looking through the shed more of an issue?

She said it succinctly. It was certainly true that they can not prove that the things in the shed were Shins.

Being the place with a sick person, the only contact everyone had to the shed only amounted to carrying her als there, but conversely, it was a place where it wouldnt be strange if anyone entered.

In that case, it would be better if we asked the maidservant who was in that place.

How far can we trust the words of a maidservant who was mindless from fever?

You knew that she was feverish huh.

Maomao said without a mont of delay.

Shins deanour changed instantly.

How gracious of you. To go out of your way to see a lowly maidservants condition.

Maomao added brazenly.

In that case, it wouldnt be strange to have the sll of perfu oil remain of your body.

Maomao picked out a small bottle from the table.

(No, Im obtruding too much if I do any more than this.)

She thought, but her body moved. She couldnt help it out of aggravation. Over her own position and all that, she was annoyed.

You sll just like this perfu oil. Despite you saying that this bottle was carefully placed inside the baggage. It is a sll that is so strong that it seeps out? Just in case, can you allow to check?

Maomao was going to grab onto Shins sleeves, but Shin pushed her away. That mont, nails gouged across Maomaos cheeks. They were long nails.

Amidst the commotion around her, Maomao rubbed the gash with her thumb. There wasnt a lot of blood. Only a thin layer of skin was taken off.

My apologies. Soone of my position shouldnt have touched you. Shall we get soone else to examine you instead?

She said it casually as all of the gazes in the room gathered onto Shin.

Shin, whose lips were twisted into a jagged shape, whose eyes were bloodshot. The unpleasant sll of sweat hung in the air. Her pupils were dilated.

People sweat when they are nervous. The glistening sweat was different to the perspiration from strenuous activity. The sweat was disgusting, the sll intense.

Eyes were the sa. Though not as easily understood as a cats, the pupils of human eyes also change. Consort Gyokuyou with her pale eyes was more easily understood than others because of that, so when she held tea parties with other consorts, there were many tis where she smiled with her pale eyes closed.

(One more effort.)

It was what Maomao had prepared one step in advance.

For this part, can you leave it to ?

She heard a voice that was prideful but not arrogant. Consort Rifa who was sitting on the couch stood up. As she fingered her long skirt, she approached Maomao, no, Shin.

(Oh?)

The outfit that Consort Rifa was wearing looked very similar to the design that Consort Gyokuyou was wearing recently. It wasnt a problem, considering that it was purchased when the caravans ca.

What will be this persons charge?

Rifa-sama.

Shin said. Her eyes were filled with various emotions, but for so reason, there were no signs of a questioning in her gaze.

For argunts sake, if she was making an abortion drug, it is the sa as killing the emperors children.

As if she would understand by just saying that, Jinshi closed his eyes.

Is that so. Does that apply to any consort?

It is the sa for high-rank consorts and low-rank consorts.

Consort Rifa covered her eyes, and looked at Shin,

(That saying.)

Rifa and Shin. They were nas of a set.

Maomao suddenly thought. She didnt think that this head maid called Shin was dumb. Just that there were millions of people in this world who are foolish even when they are smart. Most of these were actions controlled by emotions.

Maomao thought about Shin and one other person.

And then, the one who put out the conclusion was Consort Rifa.

Even if the target was just myself?

Consort! That is!

Jinshi leaned forward. Gaoshun also widened his eyes.

With the one line from Consort Rifa, it was Maomao who understood.

She had thought it was strange the whole ti.

The resources Consort Rifa had as a consort were sufficient. And yet, she had always thought that the other woman couldnt find decent maids.

It wasnt the case. It was the maids of the Crystal Palace who gathered up these type of people, and the one who gathered them was Shin here.

Previously, during the incident with the poisonous face powder, a single maid who was forced to resign. However, what about the other ones who were there? They continued working carefreely.

And then, speaking of Consort Rifa in response to this head maid

Shin, even once, you never treated as a consort. You must be thinking that I wasnt suitable as the empress dowager.

Maomao understood what Consort Rifa was saying. Shin never called her Consort even once.

You and I, we never understood who will beco the consort till the end.

Consort Rifas voice was sad.

Consort Rifa had feelings towards Shin. However, what about Shin? The woman was biting her lips, facing Consort Rifa was a look of hatred.

what eyes from above are you speaking as?

A voice of scorn leaked out from the lips of the head maid.

That part of you, I hated from a long ti ago. I was better at studying than you. Even on a whole lot of other things, I surpassed you, and yet why was everyone around us-

(The size of the chest though.)

Maomao was ashad of herself for thinking that. Even though Shin was pretty big herself.

Because you were the clan heads daughter? I was lower than you? Theres no way. It was I who was raised to beco the empress dowager since forever.

Shin bared her wolf-like fangs. Maomao thought it wouldnt be strange if she sprang upon the consort at any ti now, and promptly headed to the front of Consort Rifa, but Gaoshun and Jinshi had already entered the space.

Can I take that as a confession?

In response to Jinshis question, Shin picked up the bottle of perfu oil on the table and threw it towards Consort Rifa. Gaoshun swept his hand, the small bottle smashed onto the floor.

You should wither in the flower garden as a barren woman.

Gaoshun grabbed the hands of Shin who sounded like she was laying down a curse and pinned her back.

Unhand , you likes of a eunuch! Such filth!

Shin struggled but she couldnt win against a man though he was a eunuch. Filthy language steadily rushed out from her noble lips.

(It exists huh, these type of people.)

Maomao stood in front of Shin, who took a breather after finishing her spiel, and smirked.

What the hell do you want!

No, its nothing. It just seems like that Shin-sama yearns for the emperor very much.

No shit! What are you spewing!

No, I can surely see that you love the position of the empress dowager. Unlike Consort Rifa.

Maomao once again smiled with her teeth. Shins mouth gaped open in shock.

What Consort Rifa had, that Shin did not. That much was clear.

Shin, so you thought this way.

Consort Rifa said, in a dignified poise despite her trembling eyes. And then, she stood before Shin, raised her hand high overhead, and slapped Shins cheeks.

(Oh my, shes that angry.)

Maomao thought in such a way, and Consort Rifa then said sothing outside her expectation.

Jinshi-dono, Im dismissing this head maid. She spat out abusive words towards her master. To the point of raising my hand.

Jinshi gaped his mouth in surprise.

Consort, that is.

A palm isnt enough, is it.

Consort Rifa seized the collar of Shin, who was distracted from her cheeks being slapped, and used a fist this ti.

Jinshi and Gaoshun went to stop her in a panic. Only Maomao involuntarily burst out laughing.

(Good work.)

Consort Rifa wasnt the sa consort from long ago. She wasnt the fickle woman who held onto her own wasted thread of life.

I dismiss this one. And also, hereafter with no exception, I want to ban her from entering the inner palace.

Consort Rifa declared with dignity. Shin was distracted from being beaten up.

This woman should know how kind she was. She shouldnt resent her in return.

(No, it doesnt matter either way.)

It didnt matter how noble a lineage she had, a woman who was expelled from the inner palace due to a scandal had no way of giving retribution to a consort. Maomao thought that was still a generous asure, but this kind of treatnt for a prideful woman, being how humiliated she would be, she considered just that.

Shin was lead out of the room by Gaoshun just like that.

There were observers gathered outside the room, wondering whats going on, but when Maomao glared at them, they scattered like spiderlings.

(Will it be fine, this palace?)

Maomao though that, and then saw large fingers before her eyes. Maomao unconsciously retreated half a step.

What are you doing? All of a sudden.

The owner of the fingers was Jinshi.

the wound, treat it.

Jinshi made a sulky expression and held out a towel to Maomao. Maomao finally recalled that her cheek had been scratched.

(The wound isnt that serious.)

The towel that Jinshi handed to her was a first-class item that was imbued with incense.

Maomao squinted. It was wasteful to get blood on it. So she wiped her face with her own towel she had put in her bosom. Normally, she should give it back, but since Jinshi was stingy, it was fine for her to think that he gave it to her. Who can I sell this to later, Maomao wondered.

(For now, has it been resolved?)

Though Maomao thought that, she looked by the window of the room. The consort with a beauty that was like a large rose was gazing out the window.

It goes without saying who was there.

Can I ask one thing?

What is it?

Jinshi said as he walked along the corridor of the Crystal Palace. The direction of his gaze was the storage room where the maidservant was locked up in.

You knew where the sick person was imdiately since you were at the Crystal Palace many tis. It wouldnt be strange, with you having visited many tis, and yet you ca here specifically in a disguise.

Thats right. Donning that outfit was also a consideration to stand out so she could break Maomaos face at the Crystal Palace. She would be basked in attention either way as the court lady who was following the dical officer, but she would be judged more with her own face.

The maidservants of the Crystal Palace were tight-lipped. She understood that the higher maids probably forbid them to speak.

I found it imdiately.

Maomao had already decided on the kind of place. She figured it was a place that was slightly distanced from the maidservants sleeping quarters, otherwise, it would be in an inconspicuous place. She gave consideration from the ti she was there, unwell maidservants changed their beds to not pass the disease. That exclusive place was also inside the court.

(To think it was the storage shed.)

She had a strange feeling from the sll that was emanating from Shin, but she didnt think it would be sothing like that. It was by chance that she found that.

Its that.

Maomao pointed towards where the flowers were growing. They were white-powder flowers[note], Mirabilis Jalapa. Four o clock flower is one of its nas in English. In Japanese, it is called the face-powder/white-powder flower because of the white powder that is found in its black coloured berries that can be used as face powder.[/note]. As if it was transplanted not too long ago, the colour of the soil there was different. For a gardeners job, it was poorly positioned. It was right next to the storage shed.

It had black coloured berries, and inside of those were a white powder that becos face powder.

Why those?

It seems that in Fengshui, green things are good for health. I had heard that it is good to put it together with white.

The blooming flowers were all white. Though the na was white-powder flower, the flowers were mostly red. She noticed that white flowers were specifically chosen from the stock and transplanted. Certainly, it wasnt in the Crystal Palace in the beginning. It must be blooming sowhere in the inner palace.

She didnt know who transplanted them. Just that, they did that with the sick person in mind. There are people like that. Considering that, Maomao felt sohow relieved.

(At any rate, white-powder flower is-)

Maomao thought it was ironic when she considered the things that were found with the sick person.

She sighed trendously, but she noticed soones gaze then.

Suddenly, when she looked back, there was soone looking this way with their body half-hidden behind the pillar.

What?

Jinshi looked at Maomao who had halted. The person who was hiding behind a pillar was slowly swaying and making a face like she was affected by soone.

Jinshi-sama, please go on ahead.

Why?

You are a hindrance.

Maomao said starkly, and Jinshi made a sohow sullen expression. For that, Gaoshun, who had returned, will talk to him for her in a way that will pacify even a cow. It truly is nice to be able to read the atmosphere, Maomao put her hands together in thanks to Gaoshun.

What is it?

Maomao looked at the girl who was hidden behind the pillar. She looked older than Maomao, but she was sohow cowering. Whether that, was in response to Maomao, or she did that to other people as well, she didnt know.

Ah, um. About the person who was over there.

There were fresh white flowers in the girls hand. Green and white, distinct colours. She spoke clumsily and she cowered, but her nature wasnt bad.

No longer here. She will be leaving the inner palace, but she can get treatnt in an environnt that is better than here.

so shes leaving.

The maidservant covered her face, but on the hand, it would seem that she was relieved.

The girl rubbed her face like she was hiding her moist eyes. She bowed her head at Maomao and returned to her work post.

Small white flower petals fell in the wake of the girls leaving.