Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Chapter 639 The Mad Daily Life of a Deposed Concubine in the Cold Palace (Part 11)

The moonlight was as bright as water.

It shines on every piece of land that is willing to be seen.

The rules of this harem aren't exactly harsh. As long as there are no problems in the core area, the rest of the harem, the lower areas, and the places that aren't seen by anyone don't exist.

Although the discerning concubines would no longer cause trouble, there were also those who only believed in themselves. They could analyze that the Empress had not yet taken power after her coming-of-age ceremony, and the Imperial Concubine was wary and dared not take on too much responsibility.

This is a perfect opportunity to fish in troubled waters. When else would you get the chance to make a quick buck in such turbulent times?

therefore,

These nights were particularly lively, with some exchanging gold and silver items and others exchanging information.

Normally, the conversation in the Xuan Shi Hall wouldn't have spread so quickly, nor would it have been known to such a large number of people. But since everyone was watching the Emperor and Empress's attitude and waiting to place their bets, it wasn't surprising that they also wanted to hear a story about the Ninth Prince.

After they had finished laughing, the Queen tacitly looked away.

after all,

Understanding the meaning of background and family history, including what youth and beauty mean, and the fickle nature of a man's heart.

The Empress is the mother of the nation. As long as she and the Prime Minister Gongsun's family do not fall, whoever succeeds to the throne will have to call her Empress Dowager. Even the most proud birth mother can only be suppressed.

Besides,

If they lived as long as the late emperor, they would not have the age to enjoy a life of luxury after their sons succeeded to the throne.

Few of the once high-spirited contenders for the throne still have mothers who can stand up.

At present, there is no one left who can serve as Empress Dowager. The position is vacant, and only a few concubines are left to hold it up. They also have to manage the harem in a kind and harmonious manner.

in addition,

If Feng Chengyuan, the seventh prince, were to be so boldly desired by his concubines, they could hope that women would quickly drain his body dry.

But who would have thought that all of this was just an act for outsiders? His Majesty understands the meaning of moderation better than anyone else, and he has not given up on improving his martial arts skills. His body looks like it has been rejuvenated, and his temperament is even more awe-inspiring, making him seem like someone who is "to be admired from afar but not to be trifled with."

in this way,

It's quite possible that the neglected empress would stay by his side until old age.

So they turned their attention to another interesting matter: it is said that the Ninth Prince openly demanded his women.

That person was the seventh prince's concubine, whom the new emperor bestowed the title of Consort Yuan upon his ascension to the throne.

Many people have noticed this inside story, but few can explain it clearly.

A group of people searched around for ways to get an accurate answer. After all, many of them had gone to watch the spectacle after Consort Yuan was banished to the Cold Palace, and some had even tried to harm her openly or secretly. They even wanted to find out how to take revenge. If they could find a way to provoke the deposed consort, wouldn't they be able to avenge their past unpleasantness?

The little "stupid concubine" who was being lectured in Consort Xuan's palace thought the same way. She had just been humiliated and had directly faced the news from the palace eunuch that the Ninth Prince was going to see someone. She believed the most and was most curious about the hidden story.

She finished washing up and waited there, but Consort Xuan did not summon her in. Instead, she was told to sit in the side hall and wait. According to her loyal maid, people were coming and going in the hall, and many of them looked panicked.

It is estimated that Consort Xuan is still receiving new information to verify before she can better inform her.

He waited from afternoon until evening, until he was starving and his temper had worn off, before he was finally summoned.

Consort Xuan sat high on her throne, looking down at her without uttering a word, but the old nanny Xu beside her spoke earnestly and meaningfully:

"Your Highness, our two families are still connected by blood, even if we are not related by blood. Consort Xuan would never harm you!"

"You should also understand that one person can't do everything alone; how many people are involved behind the scenes?"

Don't let yourself be used as a pawn!

Their words implied that they were following Consort Xuan's instructions and that no one was allowed to act without permission.

Even though it was just an old nanny talking, no one dared to disobey her.

Careful analysis is required.

The deepest connection between Xu Yiying's maternal family and the vast structure of Consort Xuan is the surname of this Xu nanny. What blood relation she talks about has nothing to do with the main line of Consort Xuan's maternal family.

This is also why Xu Yiying doesn't want to rely too much on Xuanfei.

But at this moment, he could only stammer an agreement and argue indirectly:

“Previously, didn’t that fellow Tao Yi also go to the Cold Palace and cause a ruckus with that useless person? He was still protected by you.”

"..."

Consort Xuan did not respond to her, but her expression was quite unpleasant.

Tao Yi, whom they're talking about, is the one who sent the black cat to Xia Youmi, a fact that remains extremely embarrassing for Consort Xuan to this day.

Outsiders don't know the truth; they only think that she stepped in to protect Tao Yi and was released after a simple punishment. Who can understand the suffering she went through, how His Majesty sent someone to deliver the message, and how he never set foot in her palace again?

Consort Xuan was so angry that her palms ached.

But one or two young girls treated her like a golden key, capable of opening any lock.

Her family had gotten a considerable advantage from her maternal family in a deal, and this mess was left to her, especially since it was Consort Yuan, a crazy woman who had been secretly taking advantage of her from the very beginning.

Xu Yiying was very puzzled. She and Tao Yi had similar status and backgrounds, and they boarded the Xuanfei family's big ship at almost the same time.

Why should the other party be able to do it, while I have to be lectured repeatedly?

Consort Xuan noticed her discontent and was momentarily distracted. She had misunderstood; how could a clock that had been started stop because of willpower? Qi Zhenxuan had indeed been secretly supporting the forces specifically targeting Xia Youmi, seizing her as a concubine and even obtaining a title first, despite having the least seniority.

I still can't forget the humiliation I suffered in the prince's residence.

Despite having the best family background and contributing the most effort, she was given a position that was already filled, and it was implied that her Qi family was not as powerful as the Gongsun family.

If only the position of principal wife is left vacant for the Gongsun family, and the two concubines are filled by the direct descendants of the Gongsun family, she wouldn't say anything.

But so easily, a lowly orphan girl was brought up.

She and a few others worked together to find out their origins, and even planned to mock them as a target set up to mislead outsiders. However, the effect was so great that she was the one who was misled.

Seeing that Xuanfei's expression was off, Xu Yiying silently lowered her head and pretended to be obedient.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly started talking about little-known past events. Granny Xu chased away all the bystanders before turning back to protect her master and the Xu family members who were destined to be lectured that night.

“In the past, the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince were close friends. Someone was targeting them and tried to get rid of their important advisors.” Qi Zhenxuan spoke calmly, yet revealed a perplexing truth.

During a period of intense struggle, it was necessary to find alternative paths to achieve a breakthrough.

As the communication hub that was gradually being built up, the Ninth Prince considered himself a thorn in the side. He always managed to accomplish things at his banquets, but the security was also tight, with almost no gaps in his regular armed forces and patrols.

Naturally, some people focused their attention on the musicians.

Several of the most popular sisters were forced to commit accidents one after another, but you couldn't get anything out of them. Almost all of them had undergone special training and would rather die than betray their cause.

When Xia Youmi talked to Shao Guang about her worries for her sisters' safety, she was incredibly vulnerable; she didn't want anyone else to leave.

Shao Guang couldn't help but linger and give a few more instructions.

This atmosphere was noticed by those with ulterior motives, and the plan took shape. They used people with seemingly clean identities to stir up trouble, constantly frowning at the dancers and musicians' behavior, until a large banquet was held, where they naturally and repeatedly mocked their dissatisfaction, forcing out everyone else behind them.

At this moment, Feng Chengnian and his men were still focused on the safety of their advisors and women, and did not pay attention to the discerning tastes of those who appreciated refined music. In other words, they believed that they were safe within the boundaries of the prince's residence.

The idea is naturally cliché: first, select a few people to perform on stage, and then, under the pretense of wanting to take the target home.

then,

In order to avoid embarrassing the prince's residence in public and being given the bad reputation of having dance and music that were just for show, they didn't have to admit they were serious about it, even if they didn't actually perform.

Xia Youmi, who wasn't dressed up, stood out among the beautiful flowers. Her voice was clear and melodious, and she and her music complemented each other perfectly. Every word, every smile, was crystal clear.

It seems that such a being should not exist in a dark vortex.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared amidst the rushing water, compelling one to risk danger to pick up that gem before one could feel at ease.