Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Tong Wanyan has been living in the small but magnificent Yuqing Palace for almost half a year.

To save Tong Wanyan trouble, Yinreng would often pretend to be resting in the study and sneak into her room at night.

For a while, no one noticed the exciting game and assumed that the Crown Prince was a man of simple tastes.

July is a bright and sunny month, and all the flowers in the garden are in full bloom. They are so vibrant and lively, a sight that soothes the soul.

Tong Wanyan, who usually wakes up late, opened her eyes early in the morning for the first time and personally dressed Yinreng in his court robes.

She nestled quietly in his arms, the passionate atmosphere of the night now silent.

"Master, it won't change, will it?" Tong Wanyan wrapped her arms around Yinreng's waist. The thought of this person being taken away by someone else made her want to draw her knife.

Yinreng felt a pang of sadness. He had thought that his recent favoritism would make her trust him more.

"What I say is as good as gold, and I never go back on my word." Yinreng lowered his head and lightly pecked her lips, his hands gripping her waist tightly.

The little girl is disobedient; she needs to be taught a lesson by being punished.

Tong Wanyan hissed and glared at Yinreng with dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty, you must have bruised my back. Go to court now, don't complain to me later."

Yinreng looked at her with annoyance. "Now you're all lively and energetic?"

Tong Wanyan defiantly stood on tiptoe and bit his lip, retaliating in kind: "Master, are you not letting go of me because your legs are too weak to walk?"

The audacious Tong Wanyan now dares not utter anything except the idea of ​​usurping the throne.

All sorts of seductive nonsense came from her beautiful mouth, making people want to live a life of pleasure and regret that the spring night was too short.

"You audacious fool, I've remembered this. Tonight..."

What should I do tonight?

In a little while, a princess will be carried into Yuqing Palace, just like when Tong Wanyan entered Yuqing Palace. The only difference is that back then, Yinreng took three days off, giving her plenty of face, while this princess is a real concubine, of low status.

Tong Wanyan forced a smile and said, "Master, there's still a long way to go. If you don't leave this courtyard soon, I won't let you go!"

Yinreng silently patted her head and turned to leave.

After he left, the door remained open, and no one came forward to close it.

Tong Wanyan's tears flowed like a torrent, followed by a loud wail.

Chunque and Xiazhu stood outside the second gate, sensibly keeping their distance.

At this point, the concubine certainly didn't want to see any outsiders.

Even if Tong Wanyan is a very easygoing person, she would still feel heartache if the person who treats her well and watches her make a fuss suddenly went to someone else's arms.

If Yinreng had only treated her as a tool for procreation, she would have schemed and plotted, wearing layers of masks, without caring about anything else.

When you try to win someone's heart, it's the easiest way to get hurt.

"Silly Xiao Yan, why are you crying? I said I wouldn't change my mind, just wait and see. Trust me this once, okay?"

Yinreng, who should have gone far away, actually returned.

Looking at Tong Wanyan, who was crying uncontrollably, Yinreng wished he could have a servant ask for a day off for him.

But that won't work.

Being the crown prince is not only an honor, but also a constraint.

"Master, hiccup, Master, why are you back? Don't look at me, I look awful like this. Hiccup..." Tong Wanyan could only say a few words before hiccuping.

Yinreng suddenly burst into laughter, stepped forward and personally wiped away her tears: "Alright, go back and get some sleep. Wait for me to come back!"

Perhaps it was because Yinreng's smile was too captivating, but Tong Wanyan, exhausted from crying, fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.

When I woke up, it was almost evening.

Xia Zhu smiled and washed her face, then applied the fragrant rouge that Ling Mama had made herself. A light touch of makeup was all it took; there was no need for heavy makeup.

"You seem to be in such a good mood, did you find some silver?" Tong Wanyan asked cheerfully.

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhu's eyes, which had been narrowed to slits, completely disappeared in a smile.

A broad smile, that's probably what it means.

"Consort, Consort Tang and Consort Fan have been brought in. The Crown Prince instructed in advance that these two consorts be placed in the most secluded courtyard." Xia Zhu pointed to the northwest corner, gloating.

The royal family considered the southeast direction to be noble, while the northwest direction to be mediocre.

Tong Wanyan's courtyard was the best place in the east.

"So that's why the Crown Prince was secretly having things moved to the northwest corner the other day." Tong Wanyan curled her lips and mischievously raised her eyebrows at Xia Zhu.

The master and servant acted arrogantly and looked down on the new princess, while Chunque secretly rejoiced as she stood guard outside for them.

They are bound together by fate, sharing both glory and disgrace; their interests are intertwined.

The courtyard in the northwest corner was cramped, hot in summer and cold in winter. Tang Gege and Fan Gege's rooms faced each other, and they disliked each other as soon as they opened the door.

Moreover, the courtyard is too small; no matter which room makes a sound, the other side can hear it clearly, making it impossible for anyone to whisper to their confidants.

It was not as big as the boudoir in her home, which made Tang very dissatisfied.

She sat on the bed, looking grumpy, her pink clothes almost white, devoid of any joy.

Yinreng was just that petty; forced relationships are never sweet, and he couldn't bear to wrong himself for others.

"Pearl, go and find out when the Crown Prince will be back. It wasn't like this when he took a concubine. I've been sitting in bed all afternoon in the cold, I've lost all face." Tang Shi was also spoiled at home and had a very bad temper.

Pearl quickly stuck her head out of the window, and by sheer coincidence, another head popped out from the opposite side.

They were spying on each other, and then they got caught! What a disappointment!

“Princess, please be careful what you say. There’s another person living across the hall. The Crown Prince is very busy. I’ve inquired for you, and the person in the South Courtyard hasn’t seen the Crown Prince for over half a month either. Besides, you are a legitimate Han Eight Banners person, while the person across the hall is just a bondservant who used to do rough work in the palace.” Pearl whispered in Tang’s ear.

Tang's eyes widened, almost spitting fire: "I was implicated by the other side?"

"Princess!" Pearl covered Tang's mouth in disapproval.

Tang nodded guiltily and whispered, "I knew it! That's why I'm so disliked. It's because the other person is of such low status. Pearl, don't worry, Mother told me to consult with you on everything. You're smarter than me, I won't act impulsively."

Across from them, members of the Fan family were also whispering amongst themselves, discussing how to gain favor overnight.

Ever since Consort De appeared in the palace, the servants of the Imperial Household Department have become increasingly arrogant.

The palace maids could always bend lower than the proper noble ladies, and the masters, who were used to eating delicacies, found wild vegetables quite palatable.

When Yinreng returned, he stepped directly into the South Courtyard.

Halfway there, he suddenly came to his senses, turned a corner, and went to the northwest corner.

"Princess, the Crown Prince has arrived!" Two voices rang out simultaneously from both sides.

Tang and Fan's eyes gleamed, like wolves spotting a piece of meat.

"Sir, which room would you like to go to?" De Shun asked, bowing slightly.

"Go to the Tang family." Yinreng said emotionlessly.