After Song Xibai finished speaking, the Crown Prince looked at her with admiration and praised her, saying, "With your abilities, Qingqing, you are more than qualified to be the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review."
"So, how does Your Highness intend to handle this matter?"
Song Xibai tilted her head and asked.
The Crown Prince frowned: "Naturally, I will report this to Father Emperor."
To everyone's surprise, Song Xibai shook her head, disagreeing with his approach.
"Your Highness, if you tell His Majesty directly, he probably won't be happy. Firstly, the Consort is his most beloved person, and secondly, for a man like Your Highness to dwell on the private affairs of the inner quarters would only make him seem petty. Why don't you listen to me and take revenge yourselves?"
Judging from the emperor's demeanor, he doesn't seem like someone who would handle matters impartially. Telling him? In the end, it would probably just be covered up; what good would that do?
The Crown Prince did not object, and then asked her, "Then, Qingqing, do you have any good ideas?"
Song Xibai winked playfully.
"Treat them as they treat you!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Everything is understood without words.
A few days later, before dawn, the gates of Yongshou Palace opened.
Palace maids and eunuchs splashed water and swept the floor, cleaning the entire Yongshou Palace inside and out until it was spotless.
But just then, a scream suddenly came from the direction of the sleeping quarters at the back.
"Ah!!! Someone help! Someone help! My face!!"
The palace maids and nannies rushed in and saw their imperial concubine kneeling by the bed, her face covered with her hands and filled with fear.
That delicate, flawless face was now more than twice its normal size, and the areas not covered by her hands were covered with a dense mass of bumps.
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