The atmosphere in the Qing'e Palace seems quite pleasant.

Why do people hang out with others who are similar to them?

Just like the official robes of second and third-rank officials, they don't look bad when sitting together.

Their looks are similar, but Chiang's gentleness is evident in every detail.

Di Baose watches Princess Yongmu every day, so she knows what true gentleness is and what a low-budget version is.

Jiang's affectation might appeal to men; men are all pretty shameless.

Princess Yongmu was naturally gentle, a gentleness with elegance, so the more you looked at Jiang Shi, the more low-class and an eyesore she became.

However, Jiang favored Di Baose. Di Baose was actually the first target, while the Crown Princess was the second.

Wasn't Di Baose in a hurry to win the emperor's favor? And when Di Baose gained the emperor's favor, the crown princess lost everything, yet she wasn't in a hurry to win the emperor's favor?

Di Baose thought to himself, "This is what it means to be on a different level."

Let's address a more fundamental question: Where do these women, who all want to enjoy themselves, come from?

Empress Huan genuinely cared for the people, something these other women wouldn't appreciate; it's a matter of perspective.

Even if someone like Jiang were to step forward, the patriarch would never agree to her becoming the crown princess.

Even the empress isn't necessarily good, but before Dong Shi was made empress, she had to pretend to be good-looking because the empress dowager was keeping her in check.

These people are all looking around and wondering if there are any ancestors in the palace.

Little did they know that their ancestors were right here.

A palace attendant ran in to report: "There's been a disturbance at Anxiang Courtyard."

Huan Yue said calmly, "The ringleader shall be given one hundred strokes of the cane, and the followers shall be given eighty strokes."

"Yes!" The eunuch happily ran off.

The timing of Jiang's arrival is so coincidental, no one would believe it if I told them.

Although the Crown Prince's palace investigated thoroughly, sending out one or two messages wasn't actually that difficult. The problem couldn't be solved overnight.

But that's okay, we'll fight them every time they pop up.

Jiang immediately became anxious: "I wonder how Chu Yuan is now?"

Di Baose coldly asked, "So you really intend to interfere in the affairs of the Crown Prince's Palace?"

Jiang replied, "I was just concerned."

Di Baose sneered: "What business is it of the Wang family to a concubine who has entered the Eastern Palace?"

Jiang was eager to see the Empress.

Huan Yue, hearing what was happening outside, couldn't stop them and barged in.

Several buttocks were ready, and they were able to crawl in, howling like ghosts.

Di Baose was startled. A ghost!

The palace maids quickly stood in front of her, only to see that Wang Chuyuan was really willing to go to such lengths, making a mess of her beautiful face.

Fortunately, everyone is used to using face masks, so we can just assume that Wang Chuyuan used a special face mask.

After all, Wang Chuyuan really has a special method, and no one knows if this method has any benefits.

Don't be too naive when dealing with these cunning and manipulative women.

Yang Chu'er comes from a family with a female lineage, similar to Wang Chuyuan, except that her background is slightly different.

Yang Dong'e also has a ghost face; if there are too many ghosts, the feeling of being startled is diminished.

Luo Yaohui stood to one side.

Chang Ziyu also got up and, with Caiwei's help, stood to one side.

"Chu Yuan!" Jiang cried out, rushing over to hug her and sobbing uncontrollably.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was their own daughter.

Although Jiang was not the biological mother, she represented the Pengcheng Marquis's mansion and looked at the Empress with teary eyes.

Huan Yue asked, "Who led the way?"

Luo Yaohui simply replied, "Wang Fengyi."

Wang Fengyi held her small face in her hands, looking as if she had lost her parents. She couldn't live without this face.

Huan Yue ordered, "Drag him over here."

Two eunuchs dragged Wang Fengyi to a spot near the stage.

Mr. Jiang was extremely anxious.

Huan Yue came down, kicked Jiang Shi away, then grabbed a knife and asked Wang Fengyi, "Disfigured?"

Looking at her gleaming eyes and the gleaming knife, Wang Fengyi felt a pang of pity.

Lady Ji came over and slashed at Consort Wang's face with a knife. Why would the Empress need to intervene in such a matter?

Ji Shi is an honest person, but there is no need to be honest in the Eastern Palace. These people dare to cause trouble in Qing'e Palace, so why should they be honest?

The eunuch held Wang Fengyi's face.

Ji drew a shell and a skewer on one side.

The Ji family's cooking skills weren't great, but fortunately, they grew vegetables and occasionally worked in the kitchen.

Chiang was terrified.

How could Yang Chu'er and Yang Dong'e dare to cause trouble again?

Guo Bing came in and sat down, looking rather cold.

Xiao Lian looked at it seriously: "Poisoned, right? This is a good way to release poison. You two, do it."

Yang Chu'er and Yang Dong'e were so frightened that they quickly backed away.

Xiao Lian stepped forward: "I've seen many cases where the poison is released and the wound heals quickly. If the healing is fast, it won't leave a scar. But if you cry frequently, the wound won't heal properly."

Wang Chuyuan's face was covered in blood!

The palace maids tidied up the scene, and things were no longer chaotic.

Huan Yue had seen and suffered many life-or-death situations, and was as cold as the King of Hell: "Tell me now how you were poisoned, and you'll only have one chance."

Luo Yaohui quickly answered, "Naturally, it was Wang Fengyi who made the first move; she has a lot of things from outside."

Huan Yue gestured.

Someone immediately went to search and confiscate the goods. Even if they found nothing, it didn't matter.

Jiang rushed over and cried again.

Guo Bing coldly looked at Yang Chu'er and Yang Dong'e: "Confess yourselves?"

The two beauties stared at each other, looking like two ghosts—how ugly!

The two hesitated, not wanting to speak yet, but surely the Marquis of Pengcheng's residence couldn't be completely useless?

Di Baose sneered and gestured.

Palace maids came to slash their faces and apply poison. Their knife skills were far superior to those of the Ji family.

Ji felt that he still had much to learn. Although he wouldn't use it often, he could still use it when the time came.

Yang Dong'e screamed, "I said it! It was Consort Wang who said it! It will definitely attract His Highness!"

Di Baose waved for everyone to stop, and asked curiously, "Looking like this, aren't you afraid His Highness will throw up? What other tricks does this low-down courtesan have up her sleeve? Should I tell you, or are I just going to use you as cannon fodder?"

Yang Dong'e lay on the ground, terrified.

Guo Bing coldly said, "Even the cannon fodder are willing to seduce His Highness. These are despicable things! Treating a dignified prince like a prostitute!"

Yang Dong'e lay on the ground crying, "I didn't, I just wanted to serve Your Highness."

Di Baose sneered: "Do you want to scoop up His Highness? Or are you offering free scoops without paying for them? Is there such a good thing in the world!"

Yang Chu'er crawled down from the stage, crying and pleading, "Your Majesty, please spare my life! I will never do it again!"

Yang Dong'e crawled to a spot and cried out, "Please, Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Huan Yue said coldly, "I told you every single day, the first day, not to cause any trouble. You guys seem to think you're not causing enough trouble."

A palace attendant came to report: "The Grand Princess of Nankang requests an audience."

Huan Yue granted his permission: "What are you all still making a fuss about? Wang Shi!"

Wang Chuyuan only cried and didn't say anything.

Jiang hurriedly said, "Impossible, our Chu Yuan wouldn't do that!"

Di Baose sneered, "It's none of your business to comment on matters concerning the Crown Prince. It seems the Wang family has grown ambitious!"

Jiang hurriedly kowtowed.

She was so pitiful, as if someone had wronged her.

The eunuch returned, handing over two large packets of medicine: "Your Majesty, this should be an antidote. What is the purpose of these things?"

Di Baose asked, "None of them are from the palace?"

Chang Ziyu suddenly said, "That's an aphrodisiac, that's its purpose."

Di Baose sneered, "They're all the good stuff of courtesans. They're treating the Eastern Palace like a brothel."

Madam Jiang strongly disagreed, but there were too many people in the hall to discuss the matter. Besides, there were plenty of good things out there; once they knew the benefits, they would beg her for them.

The Grand Princess of Nankang stormed in with an imposing aura.