New book is open: "Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Beloved Consort", welcoming new and old friends to follow.
Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wanqing dropped the box of rouge in her hand.
Zhu Wanqing shook her head in shock: "No, no... what if the Fourteenth Prince finds out..."
Yinxiang walked to the other side of Zhu Wanqing, picked up the rouge from the ground, and said cautiously, "Let's get rid of her secretly, without anyone knowing. How could Fourteenth Master possibly guess that it's the leader of the cult?"
Zhu Wanqing stared at her beautiful face in the mirror and slowly said, "Although I hate her, I don't want her to die..."
Seeing Zhu Wanqing hesitate, Yinxiang leaned closer: "But the sect leader doesn't want her to die. When the Fourteenth Prince ascends the throne, she will be the future empress, and she won't tolerate you..."
Zhu Wanqing looked tense, her lips twitching slightly. She took a deep breath: "You're right! No matter how hard I try, I'll only ever be a concubine, while she'll be the Empress of the Qing Dynasty one day. If the Fourteenth Prince didn't have a principal wife now, I might be the Empress when he ascends the throne. If he had another son, even if we couldn't restore the Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty might still belong to the Zhu family. Our ancestors in the afterlife would surely be very gratified..."
Yinxiang picked up a comb and carefully styled Zhu Wanqing's sideburns. Looking at Zhu Wanqing in the mirror, she smiled and said, "Master, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so we must seize it. The Fourteenth Prince and the empire will all be yours in the future..."
“However, during this time, the Fourteenth Prince is constantly watching over the Wanyan clan. If we want to get rid of the Wanyan clan under the Fourteenth Prince’s nose, we need to come up with a foolproof plan to ensure that nothing goes wrong.” Zhu Wanqing was already thinking of a solution in her mind. She looked up and instructed Yinxiang, “Go and observe over there secretly to see if there is any place we can make a move.”
Little did they know that Ling Xiao had overheard Zhu Wanqing and Yinxiang's entire conversation outside the door. Ling Xiao was astonished by Zhu Wanqing's ruthlessness; she was actually plotting to help the Fourteenth Prince seize the throne so she could become Empress. He feared the entire Qing Dynasty would fall into this woman's hands; her methods were truly extraordinary. Ling Xiao pondered this, realizing he had initially intended to keep Wanyan Shi around to create chaos, but the real drama was yet to come. He had to find a way to incite turmoil within the Fourteenth Prince's household, the more chaotic the better. Ideally, he would disrupt the relationship between the Fourteenth Prince and Zhu Wanqing, cripple the Fourteenth Prince's power, and expose the White Lotus Sect leader's ambitions…
Over the next few days, Ling Xiao kept a close watch on Zhu Wanqing and her servant. On the surface, the two didn't take any action, but whenever they had the chance, they would approach Wanyan's house to inquire about the servants' schedules and shift changes. However, with the Fourteenth Prince constantly by her side, Zhu Wanqing couldn't find an opportunity to strike. Ling Xiao dared not let his guard down, hiding on the roof beams of Zhu Wanqing's house at night, never resting for a moment.
That day, Yinxiang returned furtively from near Wanyan's house. After looking around to make sure no one was around, she entered Zhu Wanqing's room. Zhu Wanqing pulled Yinxiang aside, closed the door, and asked, "How did it go? Did you find out anything?"
Yinxiang nodded and whispered, "Miss, I've figured it out and everything's ready." She then took a black robe from her bosom and handed it to Zhu Wanqing, saying, "Miss, you shouldn't go. I can handle that woman by myself. Why risk your life?"
"No, I won't be satisfied until I see her breathe her last... Besides, what if you fail if you go alone? Two people can help each other, and the chances of success are much greater!" Zhu Wanqing gathered her hair, changed into black clothes, took out two swords from a hidden compartment under the bed, and tossed one to Yinxiang. She then drew her own sword, the silver blade reflecting Zhu Wanqing's resolute eyes, revealing a strong killing intent.
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