Not long after, Fu Qianyu heard someone calling her from behind. When she turned around, she saw that it was the pregnant Concubine Wan.

Fu Qianyu recalled what Haining had said to her that day, and her eyes unconsciously fell on Wanpin's belly, which had not yet bulged. When someone approached, she put on a fake smile and said, "Sister, you are pregnant. Why don't you take a sedan chair? What if you get tired walking back like this?"

Wanpin gently stroked her belly, her eyes smiling: "Thank you for your concern, sister."

Then he sighed with emotion, "Now that Princess Da'an has entered the palace as his concubine, I'm afraid the emperor will never remember us mother and son again."

Fu Qianyu ignored her words and just said a few words to comfort her symbolically.

As they were talking, Wanpin asked about the Empress again, tentatively asking, "The Emperor and the Empress are deeply in love, and they always go to Fengqi Palace on full moon nights. But tonight, the Emperor summoned Concubine Mi, who had just arrived. Does your Majesty know the reason?"

Fu Qianyu gathered her shawl and smiled faintly, "How can we guess what the Emperor is thinking? My sister is in great favor now, so please don't break any taboos."

Wanpin was embarrassed and replied, "Yes, I made a mistake."

"It's getting late, and the dew is heavy. Sister, you should go back and rest. I'll take my leave now."

Wanpin knelt and said, "Farewell, Your Majesty."

After the people walked away, Wanpin was helped up by the maid, "The imperial concubine must have known something."

Songluo asked in confusion, "What does the Queen mean?"

"Didn't you notice that the Emperor's attitude towards the Empress was very different tonight?" Wanpin narrowed her eyes, her gaze solemn: "Something must have happened in Fengqi Palace."