Chapter Nine, Framing

As soon as Fang entered the door, he saw four palace maids standing quietly in the courtyard, their heads bowed and eyes lowered, exuding an air of obedience mixed with a hint of coercive pressure. Jingning gently brushed his forehead, smiling wryly, feeling somewhat powerless.

"Let me go, I am a noble person, I am the master, what power do you have to capture me... Your Majesty, I am wronged, I am carrying the dragon's seed, you must seek justice for me"

"Your Highness might as well consider the current state of the court, and reflect on the trends within the imperial hall..." Jingning's complexion grew increasingly pale, her breath faint, and she appeared on the verge of fainting. He Shenli Fangyi impatiently beckoned to a palace maid beside her, and one of the maids adorned with a light-colored floral feather headdress approached, enticing her.

Dong Fuxi wanted to rush forward again, but was stopped by Qiu Jing with a firm grip. Although she was merely a frail palace maid, her strength was surprisingly great; with a twist of her hand, Dong Fuxi found herself collapsing onto the ground.

Didi is crystal clear

Dong Fuxi suddenly laughed, wildly and mournfully

Having said that, she wore a smile that was neither fully a smile nor a frown, glancing at her still not very prominent abdomen. The latter's gaze froze for a moment, and an immediate chill ran through her body, filled with uncontrollable anger

The open and covert struggles among the concubines in the harem have always been characterized by verbal barbs and mockery, as well as clandestine schemes and framing. Jingning never expected that the usually graceful and dignified Fuguiren would act like a shrew, striking without any warning, and in an instant, she found her cheek scratched by her.

Do not think that because I indulge you and tolerate you, you can act recklessly and play tricks right under my nose. You are merely an ant in my hand; if I wish for you to live, you shall live; if I wish for you to die, even the Emperor cannot protect you

The corners of her mouth twitched, and Jingning smiled gently

Although she appears magnanimous on the surface, she is narrow-minded internally and is someone who holds grudges. However, she is not malicious and does not understand the subtleties of cunning. In contrast, the noble lady is different; she is adept at navigating social situations and excels at reading between the lines, often able to sway people's hearts with just a few words.

I..." Dong Fuxi suddenly stood up, but was left speechless. Indeed, who can prove it? The date of the imperial consort's attendance is unclear, and there has been no medical certificate issued by the palace doctors. Even if she were to be pregnant, without any proof, would she not be condemned for immorality and disgrace?

Pregnant individuals either crave sour or spicy foods. I remember that my sister used to love the sour plums made by the chef, but during this period, the meals not only lacked sour plums but also included several spicy dishes. Despite my sister being careful and cautious, it is inevitable that she would overlook something.

It seems that if she does not release any news soon, even the Emperor may become restless.

Upon exiting the Chuxiu Palace, Jingning was being supported by someone

"Your Majesty, the cooling medicine was indeed discovered in the Yan Hong Hall, and moreover, Lady Fu is indeed pregnant..."

Based solely on her diet, she certainly could not have guessed that Dong Fuxi was pregnant, yet Jing Ning spoke with such certainty. Dong Fuxi is an intelligent person and naturally discerned that her insinuation was meant to absolve Bi Lian.

Jing Ning, you wretched servant, I took you in out of kindness, yet you, upon gaining power, have recklessly slandered me... How foolish of me, Dong Fuxi, to have been so clever all my life, only to fall into the hands of a vile person like you. Jing Ning, you will not have a good ending either. I will be in the cold palace, laughing, watching you cry in the future

The power struggles within the palace, no matter how intense or outrageous, can never cross a fundamental line, which is the imperial authority

Suddenly, under the piercing, cold gaze that carried a murderous intent, Bi Lian stumbled, her footing unsteady, and with a thud, she fell to her knees on the ground, "Master, spare my life. This servant has always been loyal and has never dared to go against your wishes. I am wronged!"

"Daring to play tricks with me, Jing Ning, you are indeed quite audacious..."

She suddenly turned her head and looked angrily at Xia Zhu and Bi Lian beside her, "Is it you two..."

After the announcement, Jingning, alone, entered the Lijing Pavilion in the rear hall under the guidance of the palace maid from the Shouxi Palace

Since no one in the palace is aware, even if a potion containing abortifacient ingredients is bestowed, it cannot be said to be done with intent

Since she was conferred the title of concubine, she has never visited the Yan Hong Hall. She was once a personal maid to Lady Fu Gui, and it could be said that she emerged from that background. Now that she has achieved success, she seems to have forgotten her roots and origins, displaying a somewhat contemptible demeanor akin to that of a petty person.

But how could she know who, besides the Emperor, had ever been their master

In a state of despair, Dong Fuxi slowly approached her, and then, bending his knee, he knelt heavily down

"Why do you have to treat me this way, why... I just want to live a little better in this harem. For the sake of carrying this child, do you know how much I have sacrificed, how much I have lost..." Trembling as she caressed her small abdomen, her eyes were filled with desolation, her voice filled with sorrow.

The Cold Palace, a place inhabited solely by elderly palace maids, is devoid of vitality and life. It signifies that her noble status and all her past glories are to be completely erased. From now on, she will live in the dim light of a solitary lamp, enduring the remainder of her life in desolation.

Jingning shook her head, and shook her head again, "Since the Empress has thought of this, she should understand that Lord Nalan is currently stationed in the southern border, effectively curbing the power of the three feudal lords, and has made remarkable contributions. The Emperor is eager to win him over, so how could he possibly allow her sister to suffer any harm? Let alone the fact that Noble Consort Hui is innocent; even if she were truly the mastermind behind it all, the Emperor would only reward and promote her, and there would be no punishment whatsoever. The Empress did not take action against Noble Consort Hui today; if she had, it would have been a complete upheaval!"

With a gentle gaze, she slightly turned towards the two beautiful maidservants beside her, and she softly revealed a reassuring smile, half comforting and half grateful, yet within that smile lay an unspoken depth of meaning.

Do not blame her for being ruthless; a person is harmless, but a tiger has the intent to harm, and moreover, the shrewd and adaptable noblewoman is fundamentally a wolf. Today, if she does not eliminate her, it is hard to guarantee that one day she will not turn against her.

He Shenli · Fangyi has been in charge of the central palace for nearly five years, how could she not be aware of the stakes involved? It was merely due to a moment of anger that she failed to consider the consequences. Now, having been exposed by Jingning, she cannot help but feel a sense of shock and fear.

Dong Fuxi's gaze momentarily froze, slowly lifting her eyes, only to meet Jing Ning's inexplicably smiling face

The bright sunlight is quite dazzling, striking the glazed tiles of the eaves with a brilliant radiance, shimmering like fragments of gold. The courtyard in front of the corridor, though spacious, appears somewhat empty. The door opens to the main hall, with bamboo-patterned skirt boards, which, compared to the winding corridors of the Chengqian Palace, adorned with blooming trees, indeed feels much more shabby and dilapidated.

However, desire is precisely the thing that the women in the palace lack the least. Even if it does not belong to you, one must strive and seize it, such as imperial favor or the distinction of status.

A wave of metallic sweetness filled his mouth, and Jingning's left cheek was already swollen beyond recognition. His originally fair hand had been trampled by a flag shoe, the skin torn and raw, with flesh exposed, bloodstains splattered everywhere, a sight too gruesome to behold

Dong Mo was both surprised and flustered, even the usually aloof and silent Qiu Jing slightly changed her expression, tightly supporting her swaying body, a hint of heartache rising in her eyes

At this point, she slightly straightened her posture, picked up the teacup from the table, took a leisurely sip, and said slowly: "Nowadays, you have been granted the title of concubine, and even I, your former master, am of a lower rank than you. So now, do I still need to pay my respects to you?"

With trembling hands, she picked up the delicate bottle carved with the design of the nine-turn golden lotus, staring blankly at it, her face ashen.

What does this mean

Dong Fuxi gasped for breath, her fierce gaze sweeping across the faces of the two women. After a moment, she abruptly lifted the green lotus from the ground, "Well, you wretched maid, how dare you betray me? Despite how well I have treated you on ordinary days, you still have the audacity to inform on me behind my back..."

He Shenli · Fangyi took a deep breath, her eyes shimmering, and she fixed her gaze on Jingning with a piercing look, filled with doubt and confusion. How could she, as the esteemed Empress, be unaware of such a significant matter as pregnancy!

Before the words had left her lips, a voice that was exceedingly languid and indulgent emerged from within, soft and melodious, reminiscent of the misty rain in the Jiangnan region during June, unmistakably the voice of Lady Fugui

As one walks along Jingning Road, everywhere one looks is filled with exquisite detail and beauty; even the small carved glass cover is made of nanmu wood

Bilian and Xiaozhu, who were waiting at the door, looked somewhat awkward, but Jingning smiled nonchalantly and walked in gracefully

Jing Ning pointed to the already frenzied Dong Fu Xi on the ground and said calmly, "Take him to Jing Qi Pavilion"

Jing Ning smiled faintly, "If we were to discuss it, I should indeed call you 'sister' now. I came today merely because of the hot weather, concerned about your health, and specially brought a bowl of red date, lotus seed, and white fungus soup."

Your Highness, this servant has always looked up to you and would never dare to play tricks on you! It is truly difficult to fulfill the imperial decree, and this servant is only thinking of your best interests. Please see this clearly, Your Highness!

This palace knows that the noble consort's clan brother is Nalan Mingzhu, but so what? He is merely a servant of three surnames

Dong Fuxi sat on a pear wood lounge chair, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan, her face radiating a gentle smile, exuding an air of tranquility and ease. Even her brocade gown adorned with intricate floral patterns seemed to be infused with a touch of joy.

Returning to the Chengxi Hall, it is already past noon

"I see who among you dares!" Her eyes widened, filled with a cold and piercing intensity, as she glared at Jing Ning, her face displaying a desperate resolve. "Now that I carry the dragon seed, anyone who touches me is disrespecting the Emperor. If anything were to happen to the child in my womb, who among you would be able to bear the consequences!"

Please taste it as soon as possible, esteemed guest

"My lord, how could this happen?" Seeing her hands and face covered in blood, anyone unaware of the situation would think she had suffered some cruel punishment in the Shuxiu Palace.

The sound of a hoarse and desperate wail echoed, sharp and mournful, yet it drifted further and further away, even the words that had not yet been spoken became indistinct

At this point, some matters must be resolved. For instance, the response that has been awaited from the Empress; the approach that Noble Consort Niu Hulu will take to handle the aftermath; and, furthermore, the four palace maids who appear respectful on the surface but are, in fact, restless.

In a state of despair, Dong Fuxi slowly approached her, and then, bending his knee, he knelt heavily down

Anger, despair, desolation, resentment... When all these emotions intertwine, in an instant, they crazily merge into a force of brute strength

Pregnant individuals either crave sour or spicy foods. I remember that my sister used to love the sour plums made by the imperial chef, but during this period, the dietary ingredients not only lack sour plums but have instead increased in several spicy dishes. Even though my sister is careful and cautious, it is inevitable that there will be some oversight.

Her gaze was sharp, each word like a knife, leaving Dong Fuxi trembling with fear

Bilian was so frightened that her soul seemed to leave her body, shaking her head in tears, but in the next moment, she was violently thrown to the ground by Dong Fuxi, her forehead striking the carved railing, and instantly, blood gushed forth.

On the kang, there is a red lacquered Yunwei table, adorned with exquisite and delightful fruits and pastries

After a year of close companionship, she has thoroughly understood and grasped Dong Fu Xi's temperament

He Shenli · Fang Yi smiled faintly, looking at her, with satisfaction and appreciation in her eyes. "Very good, Jing Ning, you truly are my trusted confidant. You handled this matter excellently. By the way, where is that little prince now"

We once had a master-servant relationship, let us each maintain our dignity, you may take your medicine on your own

Xia Zhu received the order and went along with them

"Please rise, there is no need for excessive courtesy." He Shenliang Fangyi waved her hand, supported by the palace maid, and sat gracefully on the bright yellow kang. She wore a round-collared robe of five-colored cloud stone blue, made of brocade fabric, with a red woven gold longevity character. Her demeanor was dignified and elegant, exuding an air of splendid grandeur.

She was once the closest palace maid by her side, a trusted confidante, and naturally knew her weaknesses and her vital points

The spacious and magnificent courtyard is immediately adorned with clusters of scattered and resplendent crape myrtle flowers, rising and falling, grouped together, exuding an extraordinary vitality. However, in the unnoticed shadows, several pots of deep red flowering plants are also planted.

The scalding broth splashed onto Jingning's brand new embroidered shoes, yet she did not flinch or evade; instead, she appeared even more composed. "This bowl of tonic has been simmered for a full two hours. If my sister does not appreciate it, that is one thing, but why waste such a good thing"

Suddenly rising to her feet, she rushed towards Jing Ning without a second thought, her ten fingers, tipped with bright red cinnabar, aimed directly at Jing Ning's face

Shi Shiran walked out of the Saken Palace, and Jing Ning once again took the route through the Ti and Dian, heading to the Chuxiu Palace

The four of them originally had names, but upon arriving at a new place, they would generally be given names by their new master. In order to make it easier to remember, Jing Ning cleverly assigned them names based on their respective temperaments: Chun Qian, Xia Nong, Qiu Jing, and Dong Mo.

With a weak smile, Jing Ning shook his head and said, "Please help me back quickly... this is not a place to linger and talk for long."

Hearing her tone of reproach, Jing Ning became even more confused and astonished, "Could it be that she is not a noble lady..."

Oh? You really managed to win her over?" He Shen Li · Fang Yi's eyes moved, and in an instant, they sparkled brightly, shining like stars

Covering her face, Jingning was taken aback, hurriedly bowing in reverence, "Your Highness's recognition is a matter of utmost honor; this servant would gladly face death without hesitation!"

This was what he granted her that day, instructing her to act according to the urgency of the matter, allowing her to proceed as she deemed appropriate

How could this happen? ... She clearly possesses the blood of a dragon, and she was clearly about to soar to great heights ...! ... Yet in the end, not only was she not rewarded, but she was also burdened with the accusation of infidelity!

With a fierce exterior but a timid interior, Dong Fuqi tightly clutched the hem of her skirt, then sat down again, her beautiful eyes sharp and provocative as she gazed at Jing Ning

Regarding Dong Fuxi's pregnancy, although Jing Ning had inquired about it, she remained tight-lipped and did not mention a word. But what does it matter? Within the depths of the palace, grievances are always abundant; an additional one is neither more nor less, akin to dust that scatters with a gust of wind. Moreover, using others to achieve one's ends has always been a method that provides a lasting solution.

At this moment, the Empress is serving tea to the ladies of the household in the warm chamber

Dong Fuxi glared at her with resentment, gritting her teeth, filled with boundless anger

Dong Fuxi glared at her with resentment, gritting her teeth, filled with boundless anger, "Jing Ning, do not think for a moment that I am unaware of your intentions. If you wish to harm me, do not even entertain the thought! Today, I broke it out of courtesy; otherwise, I would have sent it to the Emperor, or to the Empress Dowager. Even if you possess a brain, it would likely not be enough to save you from the consequences!"

During the spring and summer seasons, the Empress particularly enjoys bathing in water infused with the petals of the crape myrtle, which is fragrant and invigorating for the spirit. However, if a palace maid were to be careless and mistakenly mix the petals of the oleander with those of the crape myrtle in the bath for Her Majesty...

A silence akin to death

A line of six people, after not walking for long, soon saw the spacious and bright two-courtyard. In the courtyard, the flowers and trees were fragrant, and beneath the trees was the corner pavilion and the courtyard that she had once been familiar with

Upon taking a closer look, the handkerchief was stained with a drop of moist, sticky crimson, scattered like the blooming of red plum blossoms

Impatiently flicking her robe sleeve, she coldly asked, "When did this happen?"

Currently, the three provinces are stirring restlessly, and the Emperor has already exhausted his energy over state affairs. The Empress should be fully devoted to serving him, this is one; secondly, if the Empress is carrying a girl, then it is acceptable, but if it is a boy, he will undoubtedly be the destined Crown Prince. Therefore, especially at this time, the Empress must present herself as magnanimous and tolerant. In this way, once the Empress is able to take charge of the two imperial harem, with maternal authority over the world, what is there to fear from dealing with a mere Hui Guiren or the Crown Prince?

I am of little significance, but the Empress's intentions surely cannot be false

Stepping out of the sleeping quarters of the Yan Hong Hall, Jing Ning raised his head and glanced at the gilded black plaque above.

With a command, a eunuch immediately walked in from outside the hall, bowed to the two of them, and then grabbed the green lotus from the ground and dragged it out.

Therefore, once pregnant, even if it is not made widely known, it is essential to inform Imperial Physician Chen or the Empress Dowager. Otherwise, if one were to fall unexpectedly one day, or mistakenly consume something harmful, would it not lead to lifelong regret

Her lips twitched as if in spasm, and she fixed her gaze firmly on the stew on the table, her breathing becoming rapid. This was hardly something meant to cool down and refresh the spirit; it was clearly intended to...

She crawled to her front, repeatedly bowing her head, her forehead striking heavily against the cold, hard ground, again and again, until blood flowed from her temples. Only then did Hesheli Fangyi let out a casual cold snort, move her foot aside, and slowly walk back.

"Jingning, just consider it a request from me..." She clutched the scarlet dress of her brocade palace attire, feeling lowly and humble, pleading with a tone that was almost pitiful, her voice filled with sorrow, "Please do not make me drink that bottle of medicine, please... I promise I will no longer compete for your favor, is that alright? From now on, I will always follow your lead, is that alright? I beg you..."

Ke Heshili Fangyi was still not appeased, her brows flickering with a hint of malice. She stepped on her hand, using the flag shoes at the bottom of the flower pot, exerting all her strength to grind down fiercely, her phoenix eyes cold and piercing as she looked down at her.

Since taking that somewhat fishy-smelling "Husband Controlling" herbal medicine, Lady Fugui's menstrual cycle has been irregular. Consequently, she spent a large sum of money to bribe the steward of the service room, causing the times of her nightly visits to be recorded ambiguously, to the extent that even the great news of a pregnancy was concealed.

She waved her hand and summoned the palace maid named Xia Nong, "I will be visiting Consort Fu in the Sa Kun Palace shortly, please make the necessary preparations."

Before her words had faded, Dong Fuxi looked up in disbelief, her face reflecting the ecstatic joy of having survived a disaster; yet in the next moment, she was stunned, dazed, and remained frozen in place.

The suspicion in her heart grew stronger. He Shenli's Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then turned her head and looked at Jing Ning with a hint of amusement, as if smiling yet not smiling, "It's just a noble person; if we catch her, we catch her. There is no record in the history books of a favored concubine, and that would be evidence of her infidelity. Being sent to the cold palace would actually be a favor to her"

Could it be ... ...

Dong Fuxi was taken aback, looking incredulously at the steaming stew on the table. Inside, the silver fungus glistened, the red dates appeared delightful, and the longans were round and plump. A delicate sniff revealed a sweet herbal fragrance.

Hoping for an instant to fall through, her heart was filled with joy that turned out to be in vain, leaving her exasperated, her tone even becoming stern.

Moreover, the queen has granted the medicine; drinking it may not necessarily lead to death; however, not drinking it is undoubtedly fatal

He Shenli · Fangyi was taken aback, looking at her in disbelief, "What, are you saying that the one you investigated is not Noble Lady Hui?"

With bright eyes glimmering, she waved her hand behind her. Dressed in a jade-green palace gown, Dong Mo approached with a delicate tray. On her cold and beautiful face, there was an icy demeanor reminiscent of frost and snow. She exuded an overwhelming presence, yet lacked the requisite humility, making her appear anything but a lowly maid.

Nerium oleander

At this moment, such a significant event has occurred here at the Yan Hong Hall, yet there is not the slightest movement from the Yuan He Hall. It seems that this Lady Yi intends to remain hidden until the end.

Red brick and glazed tiles, square eaves and octagonal spires, the solemn halls and towers are essentially the same wherever they are found; what is uniquely different is the person residing within the hall

The wound on my face has not yet scabbed over, and the gentle breeze from outside causes a tingling pain. I reach out to catch the drifting delicate petals; not far away, the crape myrtle blooms warmly. Those splendid clusters of flowers, arranged in a graceful and scattered manner, intertwine and weave together, resembling a dense mist of harmonious pink.

Her complexion turned slightly pale, her phoenix eyes flickered, shedding her anger, yet still unwilling to accept, "So according to your words, this palace can only watch that wretched Nala woman live freely?"

She, a mere concubine, surprisingly possesses powers that even the Empress does not have. In the past, if this were to be spoken of, it is likely that no one would believe it.

They were sent by the Emperor, and in principle, they should be fully trusted

As long as the Suishou Hall remains undisturbed, and the Eastern Palace is not intimidated, the concubines of the rear palace may be dealt with as she sees fit

You can give birth to your child in the cold palace

Clinging to the last shred of hope, she wept bitterly, crawling to Jingning's feet, her voice choked with tears, "Ning Guipin, please tell my master that I did not, I did not..."

With a ruthless decision, she eliminated a former confidant. Dong Fuxi tightly clutched the corner of her garment and, after a long while, finally sat back down in her chair

I originally thought that Jingning brought so many maidservants merely to show off in front of her, but I never expected such a grand display was actually intended to harm her

Within the palace, even the most favored concubines cannot bear the weight of the phrase "to have an affair." Sister is a wise person and surely understands the implications... Jing Ning's eyes were cold and distant, each word like a needle. Beneath her calm exterior, it was as if the snow had just cleared, revealing the enchanting beauty of ice plum blossoms, with fragments of ice shimmering.

You can give birth to your child

Whether in terms of being accommodating or merely skilled at superficial appearances, at her core, she remains an arrogant and aloof woman, impulsive and unruly. On ordinary days, despite enduring numerous oppressions and mockeries, she has managed to hold her composure. Yet now, for the sake of a trivial hint of joy, she has become so impulsive and frenzied. It is no wonder that, even today, she still cannot compare to those of the same rank among the nobility

Who says the flower has no red for a hundred days, the crape myrtle blooms for half a year

As soon as she stepped over the threshold, the people inside seemed to catch a whiff of something, and immediately a maid came out to greet her. Jing Ning focused her gaze and realized that it was Bi Lian and Xia Zhu, who had previously served here with her.

The grand Yan Hong Hall, at this moment, has long lost its former splendor and prosperity. What needed to be smashed has been smashed; what needed to be destroyed has been destroyed. Everywhere is in disarray, everywhere is in decline, as if a sudden nightmare has occurred, leaving only a scene of desolation.

He Shenli · Fangyi stood up in anger, disregarding her physical discomfort, and walked to her front. "How could it be her? Did I not repeatedly instruct you to severely punish the one who administered the cooling medicine? Did you not also say that anyone daring to harm the prince must already have offspring? Looking across the entire harem, it is clear that only Noble Consort Hui has given birth to a son..."

I do not eat these things of yours, and the Yan Hong Hall does not welcome you. Get out of here, get out!

There were no outsiders in the room, so she did not need to be overly cautious and simply asked in a low voice.

The words spoken were earnest and each sentence struck at the heart of the matter, prompting He Shili · Fangyi to finally lift her head, her phoenix eyes deep and shimmering with a strange, enchanting red, "It is time for me to carefully consider this..."

"Master, I am wronged, I am wronged... Please, my lord, you must save me, for I have once..."

However, the noblewoman Fu Gui was entirely the opposite; whether it was to win people's hearts or to feign a certain demeanor, she could be said to have achieved it to perfection. Not only did she frequently send people to deliver food to the Chengxi Hall, but she also never failed to share any rewards she received in the past. As a result, the people in the palace held her in great admiration, and even the Emperor praised her for her generosity

Do you think that by bringing the Emperor out, you can suppress me?

A crisp sound echoed in the tranquil Lijingxuan, as slender, sharp crystal nails glided across, leaving behind a series of bloody, mangled scratches. Jingning was immediately overwhelmed, stumbling and falling to the ground

Who dares to plant the highly toxic oleander in the courtyard of the Chuxiu Palace, Jingning does not know; but she understands that human hearts are treacherous, the road ahead is unpredictable, danger lurks everywhere, and hidden threats are omnipresent. Just like her Chengxi Hall, it may already be as filled with the watchful eyes of others as this Chuxiu Palace.

She composed herself, lowering her brows and eyes, her face displaying a stern sharpness, flickering between clarity and obscurity. "Your Highness, I have already dealt with the person who attempted to harm the Crown Prince using 'cooling medicine' as per your instructions..."

The others have all been sent back to the Hall of Happiness, leaving only the two of them behind, solely because they were sent by the Emperor

She slightly tilted her head, ignoring her angry scolding, "Your Majesty, as the esteemed ruler of the palace, merely bestowing a supplement, yet not only does my sister fail to express gratitude, but she even threw it away. Who is truly scheming here, me or my sister who is arrogant and disregards others?"

Who are the people outside

He Shenli · Fangyi forced a stiff smile, waved at her, and said, "Alright, you may go. In the future, you will need to communicate more with Noble Lady Hui!"

Is your master at home ... ... ?" Jingning gently asked Bilian

The jade pendant hanging at her waist swayed gently as she walked gracefully, bringing a heavy sensation. Within its small frame, the universe was carved; the pendant featured an intricate design of a four-legged, three-clawed dragon, outlined in gold thread and adorned with golden hues, unmistakably a royal artifact, exuding nobility and luxury, and symbolizing boundless imperial power

Such a commotion must have already been noticed by the Yuanhe Hall by now

It is said that the Empress Dowager favored this drought-resistant and cold-resistant crape myrtle flower, and specifically ordered it to be planted from outside the palace, covering half of the courtyard. Every summer and autumn, a fragrant and subtle aroma always wafts through the splendid Chuxiu Palace.

Replying to Your Majesty, it has been over a month now

Ke Jingning, however, became increasingly earnest, her breath slightly labored. She supported herself with her hand against the ground, steadying her swaying body, "Your Highness is mistaken. In today's imperial harem, anyone can be offended, but the one who absolutely cannot be offended is Noble Lady Hui..."

Similarly, the palace maid Xia Zhu remained much more composed. She slightly bowed her head and knelt on the ground without uttering a word, her gaze steady and devoid of any evasion

Having said that, she no longer looked at her. The gentle spring and the intense summer behind her stepped out simultaneously, one on the left and one on the right, intending to forcibly lift Dong Fuxi.

Since she has brought people here today, it is certain that she has made thorough preparations; how could she be allowed to evade or resist this

Dong Fuxi's mind went "buzz" in an instant, as if all the blood in his body had congealed, his ears ringing, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground

Blood, slightly seeping out

Jing Ning sighed and called for Xia Zhu, saying: "You should also go to Jingqi Pavilion. The noble lady Fu is now pregnant, so you must take good care of her."

At that moment, they all fell silent

In the moment of turning around, Hesheli Fangyi suddenly raised her hand and gave her a sharp slap across the face

In a state of panic and helplessness, she looked at her with sorrow and resentment, tears, glistening like pearls, silently fell from the corners of her eyes

Jingning rubbed her already swollen wrist, grimacing in disgust.

Having said that, she instructed someone to hand her a bottle of bruise ointment, which Jing Ning humbly accepted, as if she had received an immense reward

At the moment she stepped out of the Chuxiu Palace, Jingning turned her head slightly back.

In a moment of urgency, Qiu Jing stepped forward, sharply raised her hand, and struck forcefully at Dong Fuxi's shoulder joint

She was imposing and fierce, and although she was weak on the inside, every word she spoke was true. The crowd exchanged glances, yet they still let go.

Dong Fuxi wanted to rush forward again, but was stopped by Qiu Jing with a firm grip. Although she was merely a frail palace maid, her strength was surprisingly great; with a twist of her hand, Dong Fuxi found herself collapsing onto the ground.

A mother is honored by her son; although her son is not the eldest legitimate grandson, he is indeed the true crown prince. However, the child in her womb, if it is a boy, is acceptable, but if it turns out to be a girl, it is hard to guarantee that in the future the emperor will not bestow the title of crown prince upon her son.

He Shenli · Fangyi gently rested her elbow on the table, while her other hand caressed her round belly. She glanced at her and said: "Have you brought any good news for this palace today?"

The Empress resides in the Chuxiu Palace, which naturally makes it the foremost among the six palaces. The interior decoration is exquisitely crafted and luxuriously appropriate. In the eastern wing, there is a screen with a mirror center carved from rosewood, inlaid with the character for longevity. In front of the screen, a throne, incense table, palace fan, and incense are arranged; to the east, there are glass partitions with carved bamboo patterns on the skirt boards made of rosewood, separating the eastern and western chambers.

Similarly, she also despises those who dare to deceive and scheme against her

The two guards hesitated for a moment, but upon seeing the dragon-shaped jade token held in Jingning's hand, they no longer dared to voice any objections and bowed to receive their orders

With her icy fingers resting on her slightly protruding abdomen, she gritted her teeth as if expending all her strength to grasp Jingning's wrist tightly. "What of the Empress? What of the red apricot that climbs the wall? In this harem, there sits a Grand Empress Dowager, and it is unlikely that the Empress will have the power to act tyrannically, let alone you, a mere lowly maid, to wield authority by relying on others. I refuse to go to the Cold Palace; I want to see the Grand Empress Dowager!"

In the moment of turning around, Hesheri Fangyi suddenly raised her hand and gave her a sharp slap across the face

"Your Highness, this servant does not dare... Even though this servant has committed a grave mistake, I implore Your Highness to listen to my words." Jing Ning raised her head with a face full of sorrow, her originally beautiful and delicate features swollen and covered in blood.

Only Jingning knows that Dong Fuxi is definitely a person who seeks revenge for even the slightest grievance

Initially, when Dong Fuxi came to Chengxi Hall to cause her trouble for the first time, it was the noblewoman Yi who instigated it from behind the scenes. In the following instances, she repeatedly acted as a go-between, never showing her face, yet inciting other concubines to create difficulties for her.

Taking out a embroidered handkerchief to wipe, a tingling sensation on the cheek

It seemed that only at this moment did she come to her senses. Jing Ning stared blankly and raised her head, "Little Prince? This servant is dull and does not understand the meaning of Her Majesty the Empress."

Is your master at home ... ... ?" Jingning gently asked Bilian.

To ensure a safe pregnancy

At this moment, a bottle adorned with a nine-curved golden lotus scale pattern was gently presented before her. Although it was no longer the original one, the medicine inside was the same.

A single sentence is delivered with rhythm and cadence, rich in meaning and content, yet it conveys not the slightest intention to rise.

In the moment of being dragged away, Dong Fuxi cried out hoarsely, her bloodshot eyes fixed desperately on the outside of the hall, as if she were trying to convey something to someone.

The Changchun Palace is not far from the Sakun Palace, separated only by a wall of vermilion red

Such a commotion must have already been noticed by the Yuanhe Hall by now

By that time, in this vast harem, would there still be a place for oneself to stand!

With her hands pressed together, she looked gracefully at her ghastly face, "You are so dedicated in assisting me, I am truly touched. Rest assured, among everyone in the palace, you are the one I trust the most. As long as you do your job well, I will not treat you unfairly..."

What do you mean by this?" She suddenly stood up, her legs feeling a bit numb from sitting for too long, and she stumbled slightly. Fortunately, Xia Zhu beside her supported her, preventing her from falling.

What?

Isn't this Jingning? I wonder what kind of wind has blown you to my humble Yan Hong Hall?

In the courtyard, the gentle breeze carries the fragrance of flowers, filling the space with delightful aromas, a scene of unparalleled beauty. However, more beautiful than the flowers are the two palace maids quietly standing in the corridor. As soon as Qiu Jing and Dong Mo saw her emerge, they both stepped forward in unison to greet her

His words remain vividly etched in her memory

It is still a single-eaved Xieshan roof, with a width of five bays and a front corridor. Under the eaves, dougong brackets are applied, and the beams are adorned with elegant Su-style paintings. However, the door is intricately carved from high-quality nanmu, featuring a skirt board with a brocade background and five bats holding longevity, as well as a door with the design of myriad blessings and longevity; the window frames are also embellished with the pattern of the character 'wan' symbolizing longevity, creating a rich and auspicious atmosphere.

There are indeed numerous ways for Jing Ning to deal with her

Upon having her innermost thoughts exposed, Dong Fuxi's face instantly turned pale. Instinctively, she placed her hand on her lower abdomen, raised her eyes, and glared at Jing Ning with resentment, her eyes nearly bursting with fury. "Then tell me, how on earth did you find out?"

Biting her lips tightly, she continued until blood seeped from the corners of her mouth. She trembled with her shoulders, sinking into profound despair, not only the despair of the future but also the despair of life itself

Jing Ning lowered her brows, feeling somewhat melancholic inside. A person like the Empress would never let go of Hui Guiren or herself; currently, it is merely a matter of timing, a matter of time. However, no matter how much she schemes, others are equally watchful and poised.

Entering the palace in the same year, being promoted to the rank of Guiren in the same year, and residing in the Sakun Palace together, Guiren Guo Luoluo Sangyu and Dong Fuxi are recognized as a pair of close sisters within the palace

This flavor is one she is all too familiar with

Jingning, do not think that I am unaware of your intentions. If you wish to harm me, do not even entertain the thought! Today, I broke it out of courtesy; otherwise, I would have delivered it to the Emperor or to the Empress Dowager. Even if you possess a brain, it would likely not be enough to save you from the consequences!

Since she learned of her pregnancy, she has been extremely cautious. Aside from maintaining her usual diet, even when summoning the imperial physician, it was always someone who had been instructed by her family. Yet now, this person not only knows about the signs of pregnancy but is also fully aware of which physician is truly attending to her. How could such a coincidence occur?

He Shenli · Fang Yi's gaze flickered, and the hand that was originally reaching for the teacup suddenly paused.

She was gripping her slender, pale wrist as if she had gone mad, and Jing Ning let out a pained gasp, desperately trying to break free. However, Dong Fuxi's hand seemed to be a vice, imprisoning her, and no matter how she struggled, she could not pull herself away.

She had considered that Jingning might refuse, and she had also thought about the possibility of her stating some extremely difficult conditions, but she never expected that when the facts were laid bare, it would still be so cruel

Every word is like a needle, every sentence is like poison

To others, she is patient and accommodating, willing to suffer losses in order to leave a good impression; yet towards her, this former lowly maid who once crawled before her, she appears outwardly friendly while secretly mocking her.

The so-called "shaking the tiger by striking the mountain" and "killing the chicken to scare the monkey"; she is currently in a period of great prosperity. This show of intimidation, I believe, should make the noble person more inclined to behave herself.

The hem of her skirt was tightly grasped, and Jing Ning cast a faint glance downward, coldly observing Bi Lian, whose face was smeared with blood and tears. With aspirations as high as the heavens, yet a life as fragile as paper, such individuals have always been abundant within the palace

Jing Ning cast a faint glance at the person who had once been her master. Now fallen from grace, they had become like mud, trampled by thousands, stepped on by countless others. One wonders if at this moment, she is recalling the late Noble Consort Hui.

The position of the central palace is too conspicuous, too ostentatious, too likely to provoke envy, and too tempting. It is lonely, dignified, yet also revered and noble. However, not everyone can occupy that position; unless the original occupant dies, no matter how high one's birth, there will be no opportunity.

With a weak smile, Jing Ning shook his head and said, "Please help me back quickly... this is not a place to linger and talk for long."

Like the disarray and desolation after a storm, her face remained pale, yet her lips were a deep red, almost dripping, with veins of crimson showing through.

The medicine is here, but it has not been administered yet... The bowl of red date and lotus seed white fungus soup just now was a special gift from Her Majesty the Empress, and this bottle of medicine was also bestowed by Her Majesty the Empress. Originally, one could choose between the two, but since Sister Fu has broken that bowl of nourishment, it seems she desires this bottle of medicine instead...

Replying to Your Highness, that person is currently at Jingqi Pavilion

However, the various palace concubines were all watching, with their eyes everywhere, scrutinizing every detail. She was not particularly adept at handling matters and had no interest in superficial appearances, which led to her being viewed unfavorably by others.

Dong Mo was both surprised and flustered, even the usually aloof and silent Qiu Jing slightly changed her expression, tightly supporting her swaying body, a hint of heartache rising in her eyes

Once someone touches the imperial power and triggers the mechanisms within the court, it will be like a rain of arrows, leaving no place for burial.

Regarding the events of the last Lantern Festival, she has yet to settle accounts with her. Now, however, it is she who has come to confront her. She despises those seductive and alluring women the most, who lack self-respect, only capable of manipulating the emperor's ears, flattering and enticing, resorting to all means possible, utterly disgracing the dignity of their royal lineage.

Bilian indeed did not lie

"She is merely a consort, and moreover, just a noble lady..." He Shen Li, Fang Yi, coldly snorted in disbelief, considering it merely an excuse for her to argue.

With a surge of emotions, Fugui laughed mockingly and suddenly, with a flick of his robe sleeve, commanded: "Someone, take this wretched maid Bilian down and execute her!"

Come here!

The sound of soft footsteps emerged, and Jingning did not raise her head. Instead, she first paid her respects, bowing down with a face full of deference and humility, "I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Empress, may Your Majesty enjoy eternal blessings and peace!"

Shaking his shoulders, Dong Fuxi suddenly raised his wrist with determination and swept the stew on the table to the ground. With the crisp sound of breaking porcelain, the steaming stew spilled everywhere

Such a person, even if today is not a calamity, will certainly become a troublesome stumbling block in the future

No, she is a noblewoman, still in the prime of her youth, and she is with child. How could she be sent to a place like the cold palace? What reason could there be for her to go to the cold palace?

As far as I know, there seems to be no exact record of Sister Cheng'en in history... and the physician Chen, who could testify, has now taken leave from the palace... Sister claims that what is in her belly is of dragon lineage, but who can prove it

In matters concerning the cooling medicine, someone must step forward to take the blame. Within this palace, she is most familiar with Dong Fuxi; if there is a need to frame someone, it would undoubtedly be the person who was once the closest to her.

Jing Ning, however, raised her eyes without giving a clear answer, looking at her with an expression of disbelief, tinged with a hint of sarcasm and a touch of coldness, as if a Buddha were gazing down at the humble and lowly ants beneath.

Outside the hall, two armored guards entered in response, their demeanor stern and cold, weapons in hand. "What orders does Noble Consort Ning have?"

Behind him, the piercing curses of Dong Fuxi could be heard

Standing quietly in the corridor of Lijingxuan, Jing Ning awaits

Your Highness, you need not think of anything else now; just focus on the child in your womb, think of the Crown Prince's future, and consider the future of the Eastern Palace! Jing Ning supported herself against the table, straining to hold her body up, speaking earnestly, all in an effort to persuade her to reconsider her course of action

The calm and undisturbed gaze gently fell upon her face, and she quietly glared at her, cool and silent. After a while, she softly uttered a phrase as faint as smoke:

Your Highness, within the palace, it has always been a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Since the Emperor wishes to protect Noble Consort Hui, there must be a reason for his protection... Even with the greatest audacity, this servant would not dare to provoke the Emperor..." She knelt on the ground, sorrowful and desolate, her ears, having been struck, could only faintly hear.

She knows that there are too many things that absolutely cannot be kept

The grand Yan Hong Hall, at this moment, has long lost its former splendor and prosperity. What needed to be smashed has been smashed; what needed to be destroyed has been destroyed. Everywhere is in disarray, everywhere is in decline, as if it were a sudden nightmare, leaving only a scene of desolation.

"Daring to play tricks with me, Jing Ning, you are indeed quite audacious..."

Well, at this point, I would like to see what else you have to say

With a slight curve of her lips, Jing Ning's gentle gaze fell upon the bowl of stew, and she said softly: "This dish is very nourishing, especially for women during pregnancy... Sister's body is weak and cold, so it is only right to supplement it more. You must not let down your sister's kind intentions..."