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 ...
"Niohuru, aren't you afraid the ministers of the previous dynasty will come and curse you as a wicked concubine? Aren't you afraid the emperor will return and punish you? You have deceived the emperor and imprisoned me without my permission!" Ulanara suddenly shouted towards the door.
"Do you think I did all this behind the Emperor's back?" Lanqin walked in, dressed in the robes of a noble consort. "Pull up our Empress. After all, she is the Empress!"
The two burly old women immediately released Ulanara, and she got up from the ground on her own, looking like a madwoman, with her hair disheveled and her clothes torn in the struggle.
Lanqin looked at the Empress in front of her and shook her head, saying, "The Empress has lost her virtue and has now gone mad. If the ministers of the previous dynasty were to question this, the Emperor could only tell them that the Empress had long since lost her mind. It is already an act of mercy from the Emperor that she can continue to stay in Jingren Palace."
"You, you vixen! Where is the Emperor? Has he gone to the Northwest? What you've done to me behind the Emperor's back will be revealed to him sooner or later." Ulanara refused to believe Lanqin's words. She felt that the Fourth Prince hadn't completely broken ties with her yet, so it was impossible for him to treat her like this.
“I don’t care if you keep deceiving yourself like this, but I must tell Her Majesty the Empress that she will probably have to stay in this room of yours. To the outside world, I will say that Her Majesty has lost her mind and cannot see anyone,” Lanqin said.
"You, what did you feed me? I'm not insane. You vile woman, you'll get your retribution!" Ulanara, as if possessed, suddenly lunged at Lanqin.
Fortunately, the two maids seemed to have anticipated her lunge and subdued her in time.
"Ulanara, do you still have the nerve to talk about 'retribution'? How many people have you harmed, how many children have you ruined, do you think the Emperor doesn't know?" Lanqin stared at Ulanara, who had long since lost her empress's demeanor.
"I did nothing, and everything I did was right," Ulanara roared madly.
"You harmed Consort Li, and you harmed Lady Yin. Lady Nian was a result of your and Lady Fucha's combined efforts, wasn't it? And me? How many times have you schemed against me?" Lanqin said. "The Emperor's previous children didn't survive either; I'm afraid it was all your doing. You say you're right, but what exactly is right?"
"I am the legitimate wife. Whoever takes my man will die. My legitimate son is the Emperor's son; all other children are illegitimate. If I don't allow them to have children, they cannot have children." Ulanara suddenly laughed, her voice as piercing as an owl's.
"You've gone mad! How could the Emperor marry a woman like you? He's long been disappointed in you. Today, I'm taking action against you to comply with the Emperor's wishes and to console the vengeful spirits you've killed," Lanqin said, shaking her head.
"I am the Emperor's wife, and you will always be a concubine! Hahaha!" Ulanara laughed wildly.
"Keep her in the left side room and let Her Majesty the Empress continue to sleep and rest. Don't disturb her," Lanqin ordered with a stern face.
Two old women dragged Ulanara inside, and Ulanara cursed Lanqin.
"Your Majesty, should we gag her?" Cui Niang suggested.
"No need, let her curse. Remove all the servants, leaving only the guards," Lanqin said.