Chapter 944
The eunuch came out in a sedan chair, but as soon as Zhong Jie stepped out, she mounted her horse and, without any regard for the fact that the sedan chair was carried by people, spurred her horse forward.
Fortunately, she wasn't going very fast, and the men carrying the sedan chair were all strong and could keep up.
They arrived at the palace gate, where Zhong Jie nimbly dismounted. The eunuch hurriedly lifted the curtain and chased after her, shouting, "Your Highness, Your Highness! We're not going this way!"
Given her current status as Consort Jing, she is not qualified to invite anyone.
This time, Consort Jing spent a large sum of money to bribe a guard at a small palace gate in order to get Zhong Jie inside.
Zhong Jie glanced at him, then flipped her wrist and pulled out a token from the Empress's palace.
After the guards checked the documents, they respectfully let them pass.
Upon seeing this, the eunuch quickly followed.
How could he forget that since the woman in front of him was a princess, she must have other connections?
Zhong Jie went straight to Fengyi Palace, greeted the Empress, and then headed to Jing Guiren Palace.
Along the way, we strayed further and further off course.
Zhong Jie couldn't help but sneer: "This Consort Jing is really getting worse as she gets older."
When Consort Jing first entered the palace, she probably had never lived in such a remote palace.
The eunuch dared not speak, and only offered two forced laughs.
After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the eunuch stopped and said, "Your Highness, this is it."
Zhong Jie looked around and then stepped inside.
The weather was bad today, gloomy and overcast, and the room was almost pitch black. However, Consort Jing did not light any lamps. She leaned against the soft couch and watched Zhong Jie come in.
"Has Consort Jing's life become so difficult that she can't even afford to light a lamp?"
Zhong Jie's opening remarks were nothing short of merciless sarcasm.
Consort Jing silently curled her lips: "That's not quite the case, but there's no need to waste those things when entertaining the Princess."
The implication was that Zhong Jie was unworthy.
Zhong Jie raised an eyebrow: "She even fusses over a candle flame. Consort Jing's temperament is truly declining along with her rank. I wonder when it will ever end."
After a long silence, a gasp was heard from inside the room.
Knowing that Consort Jing was quite angry, a cold glint finally flashed in Zhong Jie's eyes.
She didn't come here today to argue with Consort Jing.
Zhong Jie sat down at the nearest seat and asked, "What brings Consort Jing here today?"
“No rush,” said Consort Jing. “That’s not a big deal. More than that, I’d like to know how Your Highness and Your Highness were doing in Yunnan those years.”
Zhong Jie's expression darkened slightly.
How are you doing?
not good.
In the past few years, Yunnan was constantly at war, and she had to force herself to temporarily bury the pain of losing her daughter in her heart and cooperate with Huo Yue to fight on the battlefield.
But the moment she saw Huo Shu, she was reminded of her lost daughter.
She simply locked herself in her room and refused to see anyone.
The fighting eased somewhat later, mainly because Huo Yue was too formidable on the battlefield, winning nine out of ten battles and building an impregnable border defense. No matter how anxious the enemy was, they could not break through even a little.
After the situation eased, Huo Yue spent more time at the Prince's residence than before.
But Zhong Jie would never see him.
After all, if he hadn't insisted on leaving, Huo Zhao might have been able to find his way back.
At the time, Zhong Jie knew she was just taking her anger out on others.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
