Fanghua Palace.

Consort Lian sat under the eaves of the corridor, in front of her an unfinished peony screen.

The poor noblewoman's needle and thread remained untouched as she stared blankly at the entrance of Fanghua Palace.

Consort Lian was unwilling to move from Yongqing Palace to Fanghua Palace; it was Helian Ci's idea, not Helian Nie's, that made the move.

Even if you argue until the heavens break, Consort Lian will not move. Firstly, Fanghua Palace is far inferior to Yongqing Palace.

Just take the example of moving to Fanghua Palace; she has never seen the Emperor again, even though she went to great lengths to send palace servants to attend to him.

She went to find out where the emperor usually passed by and waited there in advance, wondering if the emperor would notice her. But no, not even a glance from him.

Thinking of all this, Consort Lian's fingers, stained with red nail polish, couldn't help but tighten.

"hiss."

Without noticing, the needle and thread in my hand pricked my finger, and drops of bright red blood seeped from my fingertip.

The palace maid serving nearby was startled and cried out in alarm. She covered Consort Lian's fingertips, which were dripping with blood, with a handkerchief and said worriedly,

"My lord, are you alright?"

"What do you think? Didn't you see that I'm already bleeding? You lowly servant, you didn't even remind me!"

Already feeling troubled, this was like adding fuel to the fire. Consort Lian raised her eyebrows, raised her hand, and delivered a resounding slap to the palace maid's face.

"Please calm down, sir. Please calm down, sir."

The palace maid's knees buckled, and she knelt on the ground with a thud, her head bowed, her eyes red and swollen. She didn't dare to reach out to cover her face, which had been slapped.

She only started following Consort Lian after Consort Lian moved to Fanghua Palace. This consort was capricious, but she had gotten used to it over the years.

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Little Sisi, with her chubby legs tumbling and her two little pigtails bobbing, excitedly arrived at Fanghua Palace, only to find this scene.

The six-year-old girl was quite startled, especially by the loud slap, which made her stumble back two steps.

At this moment, Sisi covered her mouth with her chubby little hands, and her grape-like, watery eyes were wide open.

Oh my god, that person, is he really Auntie Lian? He's so fierce, he scared the child to death!

When Sisi came to find her second brother by Daming Lake, her initial excitement had vanished, replaced by a heart pounding wildly.

The tiny child stood at the entrance of Fanghua Palace, peeking inside with their fluffy little head.

"Smack!"

Another loud slap.

Mou Sisi: "!!!"

Good heavens, that palace maid's mouth is bleeding! And it looks like Aunt Lian is about to raise her hand to strike the maid again.

A tiny little child, emboldened by who-knows-where, dashed into Fanghua Palace, her soft, sweet voice booming...

"Aunt Lian, please stop hitting the palace maid!"

If you keep hitting the palace maid's face, it'll swell up high! We're all girls, and everyone loves to look pretty, so why are you doing this?!

That little voice of a certain Sisi actually startled Consort Lian.

She only dared to treat the palace servants this way because Ci'er was away, so how could she not be startled when she suddenly heard the little girl's voice?

"Little princess, what brings you here?"

Upon seeing that it was Helian Si, Consort Lian felt even more guilty, after all, the little princess was the one most likely to meet the emperor.

If the little princess were to tell the Emperor about what happened today, what kind of person would she be in his eyes?

No, absolutely not! We must not let the little princess speak carelessly in front of the Emperor.