Chapter Sixty-Three: Nian Shilan from The Legend of Zhen Huan 1
With the added nourishment of spiritual energy, her appearance became even more outstanding, which only made her more favored.
Even though she rarely received a kind word, the emperor loved visiting her more and more, but she was kicked out five times out of ten, and slept soundly three times.
As for the other two times, she used illusion magic directly. Although her magic power was limited, she could still use such minor spells.
However, despite the increased favor, the Joyful Incense was still burning in Yikun Palace.
However, she caused trouble for the Imperial Household Department, resulting in several different scents of Huan Yi Xiang, making it cloying to smell the same scent every day.
She is not the original owner of this body, so she cares more about the affection and special connection represented by the Joyful Fragrance.
Her current rank is no longer Consort Hua, but Noble Consort Hua.
"The final round of the selection is almost here, how are you preparing, little sister?"
Nian Shilan admired the nail polish on her hand. "It's all ready. As the Emperor instructed, frugality is the priority."
The mother and son wanted her to spend more money? Ha, dream on! She only spends her money on herself.
The Empress forced a smile; her relinquishing the preparations for the imperial concubine selection was precisely to get Consort Hua to contribute financially.
But to everyone's surprise, she remained unmoved, so he had no choice but to tell people not to be too frugal, otherwise it would be beneath the dignity of the royal family.
However, she didn't ask Consort Hua to talk about this today, so she steered the conversation to the main topic.
"Thank you for your trouble, sister. I have had some new desserts made. Please try them."
The Empress looked at Jianqiu, who then called out, "Huichun."
Hui Chun led several palace maids, carrying trays of pastries into the hall, and knelt down to present the pastries to Nian Shilan.
"Sister, please choose whatever you like to eat." The Empress smiled and looked at Jianqiu. "I'm afraid you're tired of the same old thing. Jianqiu, give that plate of peony rolls to Consort Hua."
"No need, Your Majesty. I am not feeling well and have no appetite. If Your Majesty has nothing else to say, I will return now."
Nian Shilan frowned impatiently, not wanting to put on any act with the Empress.
Things weren't going as planned, and the Empress felt that some things were slipping out of her control.
Nian Shilan has been in Prince Yong's mansion for more than ten years now, and she has long since figured out her personality.
I never imagined that a miscarriage would make a person change so quickly and become even more difficult to manage.
Undeterred, the Empress summoned Fu Zi again.
"A new palace maid from the Imperial Household Department, named Fu Zi, is a very clever girl. She assists in managing the six palaces and is very busy and tired."
"I fear the maids of Yikun Palace might not provide adequate care, so I've assigned Fuzi to you."
“I have no shortage of palace maids around me. Songzhi has taken care of me for more than 20 years and is very attentive. The palace maids in Yikun Palace are also diligent and dutiful.”
Furthermore, as a Noble Consort, I have eight palace maids to serve me. If I were to accept Fu Zi, I would have to transfer one of my maids away, otherwise it would be against the rules of the palace.
But all the people around me are clever and dutiful, and I can't bear to part with any of them. Fu Zi should stay and serve Her Majesty the Empress. I'm not feeling well, so I must take my leave now.
After finishing her speech, Nian Shilan turned and walked out of the hall, not even glancing at the Empress's unpleasant expression.
"Even without makeup, Fu Zi is quite beautiful. The Empress's intentions are obvious at a glance."
The new concubine has only been in the palace for a short time, can't you even wait a few more days? I'm looking forward to her entering the palace to share the emperor's favor, so I can have a little more peace and quiet."
Nian Shilan leaned against the sedan chair, propped her head up with her hand, and closed her eyes to rest.
Songzhi dared to ask, "Does Your Majesty still not intend to forgive the Emperor?"
“Forgive? Ha…” Nian Shilan sneered.
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