What exactly Mianjin and Chen Yuwei, this grandmother and granddaughter, talked about remains unknown to anyone else.
After all, Chen Yuwei didn't want to escalate the matter. Some things are better left unsaid; discussing them further could cause other problems.
After having Xingkui send Mianjin away, Chen Yuwei leaned back on the couch and admired the scenery outside the window.
Living alone in Yuanmingyuan these days, Chen Yuwei did not feel lonely.
On the contrary, Chen Yuwei felt very free, unrestrained and no one cared about her, which perfectly matched her current state of mind.
"Xingkui, when do you think would be a good time for me to return to the palace?"
The Forbidden City is a place Chen Yuwei can return to whenever she wants. The fact that she is not going back now is also a deliberate attempt to avoid Hongli and prevent her from getting entangled with the palace.
Consort Ling, who had suffered a stroke, was carried back to the Forbidden City. As a dignified consort, Chen Yuwei naturally had no one to stop her from returning.
Xingkui bowed respectfully as she entered from outside the palace. "Your Majesty, this servant thinks it's fine to go back at the end of the year."
Because Chen Yuwei was required to preside over the New Year's Palace Banquet, other matters could be temporarily handled by other concubines in the palace, but the New Year's Palace Banquet, which symbolized the highest level of banquet regulations once a year, could not be lost.
This isn't a matter of willingness; it concerns the external authority of Yikun Palace.
Including the arrangements made by the Imperial Household Department and some personnel transfers, if Yikun Palace has no power or influence, who would care about or remember the mistress living in Yuanmingyuan?
People always think about solving the root cause of a problem only when they encounter trouble.
At other times, or rather, as long as it doesn't affect their own interests, no one would be willing to meddle in other people's business.
Chen Yuwei has become accustomed to the principle of self-preservation, but she also has to be wary of others who are only concerned with their own affairs.
It's fine if the snowflakes don't fall in front of her own door, but if they do, does Chen Yuwei think she can just ignore them?
"It's getting cold at the end of the year, have we prepared any warm winter clothes for this trip?"
Chen Yuwei rested her chin on her hand and turned her gaze to Xingkui.
Xingkui nodded and then shook her head. "Your Majesty, rest assured, this servant will immediately order the embroiderers of Yuanmingyuan to hurry up and make new clothes for Your Majesty."
Xingkui didn't expect anything to happen when she came, so she only brought some thin summer and autumn clothes.
These clothes are enough for now, but when it gets cold, we'll definitely need thicker winter clothes to keep warm.
Chen Yuwei nodded and said, "It's up to you. I hope that when we return to the palace at the end of the year, the Emperor's health will be just as it is now."
It remained in a state of limbo, neither collapsing nor crumbling, continuing to irritate the sensitive nerves of the court officials.
Chen Yuwei's lips curled up slightly, feeling that some things were a bit ridiculous; Hongli's health affected more people than she had imagined.
I hope that during my absence from the palace, Consort Ning and the others can take good care of the Emperor.
With a calm expression, Chen Yuwei raised an eyebrow, picked up the teacup on the small square table, and took a sip.
Mmm, the aroma of the tea in my mouth is rich and strong, which can unconsciously brighten my mood.
Chen Yuwei remarked that her undisturbed life was truly wonderful, unaware that the concubines in the palace were all envious of the peace and quiet she had found.
I wish I hadn't come back. I never imagined life in the palace would be so oppressive.
After finishing her palace duties, Consort Ning reached out and rubbed her slightly sore forehead.
I've been so busy these past few days that I'm feeling dizzy and lightheaded. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll end up like Consort Ling.
In such a short time, the once elegant and noble Consort Ling has become so thin that she is almost unrecognizable. Every time Consort Ning visits Yongshou Palace these days, she feels a sense of dread.
Along with this, Prince Yongyan, who was highly regarded in the previous dynasty, also disappeared without a trace.
Consort Ning was afraid, but mostly she was relieved that she had managed to stay calm. Otherwise, it wouldn't just be a matter of following in her footsteps, but she would already be lying down next to Consort Ling.
Seeing Consort Ling living such a miserable life, Consort Ning felt she couldn't go on for even a day.
"Your Majesty, Consort Qing has arrived."
Consort Ning's personal maid walked up to Consort Ning and whispered something.
Consort Ning looked up, then paused for a moment, "Oh, it's Consort Qing. In that case, please invite her in."
The personal maid nodded in agreement and turned to lead Consort Qing into the hall.
Consort Qing was dressed in a Manchu-style dress, with her hair styled in a beautiful headdress, and a handkerchief embroidered with flowers draped over her hand.
Since Consort Ling's downfall, Consort Qing's attire has become exceptionally festive and vibrant.
Consort Ning saw this and felt that this person harbored deep hatred for Consort Ling. Such blatant behavior showed that he was truly not afraid of being caught by the Emperor and made an example of.
They were well aware that Consort Ling was involved in the witchcraft affair at Jiuzhou Qingyan.
However, for reasons unknown, the emperor did not make the matter public, and instead brought it to an abrupt and quiet end.
It only states that Consort Ling unfortunately fell ill and suffered a stroke when she went to Jiuzhou Qingyan, and says nothing else.
Therefore, some things can only be circulated among them in private, and cannot even be said in public.
Consort Ning
"Qingfei"
The two women weren't exactly on good terms, but they shared a common hatred for Consort Ling because of her affair. At least in their eyes, they were able to live so comfortably because Consort Ling was unlucky and couldn't interfere with them.
"Consort Ning, I have come here today to ask you about your plans regarding Consort Ling."
Consort Qing got straight to the point, her words urgent and her expression somewhat flustered.
Yes, that's right, it's panic, like there's something urgent that needs to be dealt with immediately.
Consort Ning didn't understand, but maintaining the normal relationship between the two parties, she still revealed her plans.
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