...

The next day.

Dressed up like a peacock, Madam Yang led Jiang Jiaojiao to the Prime Minister's residence.

After entering the Prime Minister's residence, the steward settled Madam Yang and her daughter, along with Granny Qu and Caiyan, in the front hall before sending someone to the back courtyard to report.

Madam Yang assumed that the steward would take her directly to pay her respects to Old Madam Wei.

Jiang Jiaojiao's expression immediately turned ugly.

“My dear, these are the Empress’s family members, not ordinary officials’ families.”

Yang meant that it was only natural to neglect them.

Jiang Jiaojiao lowered her eyes, concealing her displeasure.

A moment later, a still charming woman walked out of the inner courtyard with a smile.

"Oh! Madam Jiang, it's been a long time. I'm so sorry for not welcoming you properly. Please come in."

Yang was slightly taken aback.

They were received by one of Prime Minister Wei's concubines.

Before Yang was made a second wife, the two had met several times.

"Aunt Chen, is that you?"

Madam Yang fully expected that they would be received by the Prime Minister's wife, or at the very least, the principal wife of the second branch of the Wei family.

But this... still doesn't mean she's being treated as the legitimate wife of the Jiang family?

"Just now, when the maid went to report to the old lady's courtyard, I happened to go over to pay my respects, so I volunteered to come."

Aunt Chen laughed heartily, her hairpins swaying wildly, her appearance extremely smooth and charming.

"Aunt Chen, you're so kind. I heard that the old lady was frightened, so I brought Jiao'er to visit her. I wonder if the old lady is alright?"

Aunt Chen stepped forward and took Yang's arm, lowering her voice and saying mysteriously, "The old lady is in good spirits, but that one in the palace... cough cough, seems to be failing."