The next morning, Sang Jiang felt a lingering warmth around her and was speechless for a moment.

She woke up a little early today, but wasn't sleepy at all.

Yesterday she was trying to get rid of Long Jingchen, but the man kept pestering her, so she eventually gave up and ignored him. Anyway, he's so handsome, she won't lose out.

But if that man is around, she can't stay up late.

Sang Jiang scratched her hair in frustration and called out to the outside, "Chunhe."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Chunhe burst in excitedly, followed by Kou'er, who looked unhappy.

Sang Jiang raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

She could tell that although they didn't get along on the surface, they still wanted to be on good terms with each other. Anyway, nothing serious was going to happen, so she just let them be.

She didn't want the two people who could have become friends to turn against each other because of her.

The two men stood before her and gave a slight bow: "Miss (Princess)."

Sang Jiang yawned and found it amusing to look at the two people, one with a haughty expression and the other with a puffed-up face. She nodded and said, "Get up."

The two nodded and went to prepare her washing and breakfast.

Kou'er was quite familiar with the palace, so she had been preparing breakfast and handling all the affairs in the courtyard for the past few days, while Chunhe did some close-up tasks.

As soon as Kou'er went out, she leaned close to Sang Jiang and whispered something to her.

As soon as she finished speaking, Sang Jiang's face turned serious.

After washing up and getting dressed, she didn't feel like eating breakfast and went straight outside.

Kou'er blinked at her curiously, "Miss, where are you going?"

Sang Jiang didn't pause for a moment, walking forward as she said, "Go and pay your respects to Her Majesty the Empress."

Kou'er: ? ? ?

Didn't His Majesty say we didn't need to go?

Seeing that Sang Jiang and Chun He had already walked away, she quickly followed behind.

...

Jingren Palace.

Consort Qi arrived early. Seeing Sang Ruo who had just arrived, she couldn't help but smile and say, "Sister Consort Sang, you've arrived! Please have a seat."

Sang Ruo pursed her lips, ignored her, and went straight to sit down at the head of the table.

There aren't many people here yet, but some of the lower-ranking ones have already arrived.

Seeing that she was being ignored, Consort Qi pulled Wu Guiren, who sat to her left, and said with a smile, "This Imperial Noble Consort is truly blessed. She went from being an unfavored young lady to a princess, and now she is the Imperial Noble Consort of Dongchen. Speaking of which, the Imperial Noble Consort is also the younger sister of Consort Sang. We concubines are truly envious."

Consort Wu lived in the same courtyard as her, and usually she could only speak according to Consort Wu's expression. But now that Consort Wu had spoken, Consort Wu immediately followed her words and said, "Isn't that right?"

Consort Qi secretly looked up in Sang Ruo's direction and saw that she didn't react, which made her feel annoyed.

She just couldn't understand what was so special about the daughters of the Sang family. It was one thing for the Emperor to marry Sang Ruo, but Sang Jiang went even further, becoming an Imperial Noble Consort, a more grand affair than marrying an Empress.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of Sang Rui, and the corners of Consort Qi's lips immediately curled up: "I recently heard that the Crown Prince's concubine is actually the eldest wife's half-sister, born from an affair. Is it true?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sang Ruo's expression turned sour. She was about to speak when a clear, cold female voice from outside interrupted her.

"Since you know it's just a rumor, why bother spreading rumors here? I'd like to see where this shrew from the marketplace came from."

Consort Qi didn't see who it was, but the woman's words immediately enraged her: "Who is it! How dare they speak to me like that!"