"Let's walk over there and stretch our muscles."
Staying in her room all day, Chen Yuwei felt extremely irritable.
She would have to deal with the servants of the Yuanmingyuan Garden soon, so she needed to clear her head and calm down first.
Upon hearing this, Xingkui quickly nodded in agreement, then instructed the eunuchs carrying the sedan chair to follow behind, while she supported her mistress and led the way.
After walking for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, we arrived at Jiuzhou Qingyan.
Chen Yuwei straightened her sleeves and front of her clothes, which had become a little disheveled from walking.
But before she could even enter, she bumped into Consort Ling, who was coming out from inside.
The other party probably didn't expect Chen Yuwei to come. The two looked at each other, and Chen Yuwei could clearly see the panic on Consort Ling's face.
Although the panic came and went quickly, and the other party didn't even try to hide anything.
But what can you do? Without evidence, anything you say is nonsense.
"Imperial Noble Consort"
Consort Ling
Consort Ling smiled, glanced around, and asked Chen Yuwei what she was doing at the Kyushu Qingyan.
"What? Consort Ling can come, but I can't?"
Chen Yuwei smiled and asked in return, then added that the upcoming Celebration Banquet was very important, and it was only right that she came to check and oversee it.
"Could it be that Consort Ling has become confused from the sun? Does she not know that palace affairs are in my hands?"
After a few sarcastic remarks, Consort Ling's face changed inexplicably, like a palette of colors.
After letting out a dry laugh, Consort Ling explained that she had been so busy that she had almost forgotten that Chen Yuwei was in charge of the Thousand Autumns Banquet.
"It's not my fault. Your Majesty doesn't come here often, so I don't see you and how would I know?"
The handkerchief placed below her lips, despite the concubine's submissive demeanor, made her appear somewhat restless.
Chen Yuwei scoffed, "Isn't this common sense? Does the banquet arrangement of Jiuzhou Qingyan come out of thin air? Consort Ling's words are truly laughable. I haven't even asked Consort Ling about the purpose of her visit, yet Consort Ling has already taken the initiative to ask questions in advance."
Those who don't know, this grand celebration should be in the care of Consort Ling.
Before Consort Ling could even retort, Chen Yuwei continued, "Does Consort Ling really wish to take charge of His Majesty's birthday banquet? It's not that I can't grant Consort Ling's wish."
Consort Ling shook her head hastily, her anxious expression making it seem as if her thoughts had been guessed, and she was so flustered that she was completely out of sorts.
"Your Majesty misunderstands. How could I have such a rebellious thought? Your Majesty is the Imperial Noble Consort, and such palace affairs should be Your Majesty's responsibility." A huge black pot was about to be thrown at her, and she was not about to accept it.
Consort Ling wore a forced smile as she looked at Chen Yuwei, who seemed to be suffering from a toothache.
The two stood outside, exchanging meaningless chatter until Consort Ling couldn't take it anymore and hastily took her leave.
Chen Yuwei turned and watched Consort Ling leave before stepping into the main hall herself.
As Consort Ling left, she complained to her maid about her bad luck, saying she had actually run into the Imperial Noble Consort.
"Your Majesty, there are too many people around, let's go back and talk about it."
Ping'er was terrified by her master's actions, thinking to herself, "Are they really that brave? They're clearly doing something bad, but they seem to be doing it all so openly."
"What are you afraid of? I have no evidence to prove what I'm doing."
Besides, she only came today to check on the arrangements made earlier. She spent the entire time standing in the main hall chatting with several eunuchs. The Imperial Noble Consort asked how it was going. Without finding fault with her, everything is in vain.
Consort Ling had a strange sense of self-confidence, she didn't know who gave it to her, but she was convinced that she would become the final victor in the harem.
As for the reason? Nobody knows. But Consort Ling believes her intuition is very accurate. She has managed to escape danger unscathed in various situations before. Doesn't that prove that she has good fortune by her side?
As she walked back with the bottle in her arms, Consort Ling pondered how to refine her plan.
Simply relying on fabric material and handwriting style is not enough.
The Imperial Noble Consort had cultivated her influence in the harem for many years, accumulating extraordinary power.
If she wants to suppress the entire Yikun Palace lineage, she must strike decisively and leave them no chance to react.
Otherwise, with the meager resources of Yongshou Palace, plus Consort Ning and Consort Qing—two cannon fodder who are essentially free and have no fighting ability—it would be no match for Yikun Palace.
It must be said that Consort Ling's assessment of the strength of both sides was very accurate.
If you can't win in a direct confrontation, you can only resort to crooked methods. But if you succeed, who will judge whether it's moral or not?
After all, life in the imperial harem is always a winner-takes-all situation.
Chen Yuwei, who had already entered the main hall, was unaware of Consort Ling's overflowing confidence.
At this moment, Chen Yuwei summoned the eunuch in charge of the main hall's decorations for questioning.
This person is overthinking things and has nothing to do with Consort Ling.
Chen Yuwei, using her system as a cheat code, could easily detect the problems in the palace.
Her current inquiry to the steward was merely to inquire about the relevant progress.
After all, the progress was too slow and did not meet Hongli's expectations. She could not guarantee that any of these people would remain in their original positions.
"So, Father-in-law has already made all the arrangements, and it only needs a little polishing before it can be used directly?"
Chen Yuwei pointed at the supposedly well-arranged main hall in front of her with a look of surprise, thinking to herself that this person could lie through his teeth, no wonder he could hold the position of steward eunuch.
The head eunuch lowered his head guiltily, "Your Highness, the main hall has a considerable interior space, and it's not something that I could handle alone."
The implication is that he only finished the tasks assigned to him, and that the tasks of others were not his responsibility.
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