Looking into Yang's venomous eyes, Lanqin recalled how the Dutch had pushed her into the water, which allowed her to transmigrate into Niohuru Lanqin's body and live a second life in the Qing Dynasty three hundred years ago.

Like mother, like daughter! The old saying is absolutely true!

Looking into those beautiful yet exceptionally vicious eyes, if it were the old Niohuru Lanqin, she would probably be too frightened to resist. No wonder Anjia Shi protected her so much. If the original owner of this body had really entered the palace, she would probably have died a very strange death.

However, Lin Mengyao was never afraid of malice. If she encountered a malice, she would be more malice than the other party; if she encountered a mean-spirited person, she would only be more mean-spirited; and she was most helpless against gentleness and weakness, such as Anjia. Therefore, when Anjia tearfully asked Lanqin for Zhengming's future, she was so annoyed, yet she could not bear to refuse.

"Moon, I'm tired. Help me back to rest." Madam Yang suddenly stood up from her chair, shaking off the peach blossoms that covered her.

As she turned around, she didn't forget to give Lanqin and her servant a glare with her exquisitely painted, alluring eyes.

Nianxue breathed a sigh of relief when they were out of sight of the jade pendant, but she still complained, "Madam Yang is really going too far. She has no respect for the princess at all. Even the master has to bow to her."

Lanqin walked to the table and chairs where Yang had just been sitting, picked up a few peach blossoms that had fallen on the table, and smelled them.

"Now that Holland is someone close to the Emperor, she naturally doesn't take me seriously. If we meet Consort Lan, my mother and I will have to pay our respects." Lanqin tucked the peach blossoms into the front of her clothes.

"A noble lady? The Second Princess has been granted the title of noble lady?" Nianxue naturally didn't know, and even Lanqin only learned about it from Anjia last night, which is why Yang was so arrogant just now.

"It seems my dear sister is truly favored by the Emperor," Lanqin said. This was also the reason why she was unwilling to enter the palace. She was afraid of encountering Holland and having to bow to her. Lanqin could already imagine what kind of face Holland would have.

“If we treated her like that just now, won’t she hold a grudge and do something bad to Madam?” Nianxue hurriedly asked.

“Even if we don’t have any conflict with her, she and Mother will end up in this situation sooner or later.” Lanqin reached out and grabbed a few peach blossom branches that drooped above her head. Under the summer sun, a section of her slender arm was revealed from her thin gauze sleeve.

"Princess, are we still going to give her the jade bracelet?" Nianxue asked.

Upon hearing this, Lanqin pondered for a moment and said, "Of the things I brought back, besides the pair of jade bracelets which I'll leave for Mother, you can decide how to distribute the rest and send them to the people in each courtyard. Whether Madam Yang wants them or not is none of your concern; just send them over and see what happens. If she doesn't want them, she can take them back."

Meanwhile, Madam Yang stormed back to her courtyard from the small garden. The maids who followed her didn't dare to utter a sound, and the maids serving in the room, seeing Madam Yang's displeasure, all lowered their heads, fearing they might do something to attract her attention and have her vent her anger on them.

"Madam, didn't you go to admire the flowers early this morning? How come someone so inconsiderate bumped into you?" asked Aunt Nan Kui, who had served Madam Yang for over ten years.

"Hmph, it's all because of that Lanqin. Master even stayed at Anjia's place yesterday because of her. What's so great about marrying a prince? My daughter married the emperor!" Madam Yang was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves and threw the tea that the maid had just brought her to the ground with a thud.

"Madam, why are you getting angry with a married princess? She'll be going back tomorrow." Nan Kui gave a wink to the maid beside her, signaling her to quickly clean up the teacups on the floor. She then walked to Yang Shi's side and gently massaged her shoulders.

"Didn't you see how arrogant she was?" Madam Yang was used to being smug, and even Madam Anjia hadn't been angry with her for a long time. Therefore, Lanqin's words hit her sore spot, making it impossible for her to calm down.

“However, Madam, although the Second Princess has entered the palace, in my opinion, her help to you is limited by her distance. I'm afraid Master has also realized this,” Nan Kui said cautiously. She had actually opposed Yang Shi's insistence on sending Holland to the palace.

Upon hearing this, Madam Yang raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by that?"

Nan Kui put down what she was doing and quickly went to Yang Shi's side, kneeling down. "This servant dares to ask, Madam, please don't blame me."

Yang waved her hand and said, "Get up and tell me, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

Nan Kui rose, dismissed all the maids in the room, and then walked to Yang's side, fanning her as she slowly said, "The Emperor is now fifty years old, and there are more than a dozen princes who have reached adulthood. For the Second Princess to be favored, she must conceive a royal heir; otherwise, I fear that one day, when the Emperor passes away, the Second Princess will be left only with a life of quiet contemplation. Besides, the Emperor usually delegates tasks to his subordinates; he doesn't personally oversee things. So even if the Second Princess could speak to the Emperor, her words would carry little weight and wouldn't be of any help to you, Madam. The Third Princess, however, is married to the Fourth Prince. It is said that this Fourth Prince is quite capable and highly regarded by the Emperor. If the Third Princess were willing to help, a word to the Fourth Prince might actually make a difference."

Nan Kui's words startled Madam Yang. She knew that although Holland was married to the emperor, the emperor had so many women. Could a mere noblewoman like her influence the emperor's will? Even if Holland were to ask for a place at the Imperial Academy for her two sons, it would be difficult for her to ask. How could the emperor possibly concern himself with such a trivial matter? This was a classic case of the higher-ups being less influential than the locals.

Seeing that Madam Yang's expression was no longer so stern, Nan Kui knew that she had calmed down, so she comforted her again: "If the princess can give birth to the emperor's heir, then our situation will be different. In the future, the princess can also leave the palace with the emperor's heir, which will be of great benefit to you, Madam, and the two young masters."

Yang glanced at Nan Kui, stroked the gold bracelet on her right hand with her left hand, and said softly, "I need to find a way to tell Holland how I got pregnant with Fu Pei and Fu Yi."

Nan Kui said with some difficulty, "Every time the princess sends gifts back, we can't possibly have the palace eunuchs deliver the messages to her, for fear of being discovered. Given the princess's current status, I'm afraid she doesn't have the ability to allow the madam to visit her in the palace."

A strange light flashed in Madam Yang's eyes as she said to Nan Kui, "Didn't you say that you heard Ru Lu say yesterday that Lan Qin was going to the palace to congratulate Consort De on her birthday? I can have her send a letter to Holland. If you ask Master to speak to her, I'm sure she won't refuse."

Upon hearing this, Nan Kui admired Yang's reaction and immediately smiled, "Madam, this is truly a good idea."