"Sister!" Wuya called out as she entered.
Fucha immediately suppressed the hatred on her face, turned around and chuckled, "Sister, did you hear that? Lingxiu has already started speaking up for me in front of the Empress. At this moment, it is only natural that the Empress wants to get rid of that prince from the Nian family."
“But don’t forget, there’s also Consort Xi,” said Lady Wuya.
"Sister hates Niohuru so much, do you have any ideas?" Fucha asked.
"Hmph, Niohuru has always claimed to love the Emperor deeply. As long as we devise a plan to make her feel that the Emperor has never truly loved her, she will never have peace." A wicked glint flashed in Wuya's eyes.
“Niohuru is now the principal consort of Changchun Palace. You can’t even see her face. How can you expect her to believe that the Emperor doesn’t have her in his heart?” said Consort Fucha.
“I heard that Lady Niohuru has been sent to the Yuanmingyuan by the Emperor,” said Lady Wuya. “She is not in the palace.”
“Your Wuya clan doesn’t have many people who can help you outside. Why don’t we focus our attention on the Empress? If we can make her fight with the Nian clan to the death, we might be able to gain some advantage,” said Fucha.
"Why is the Emperor so heartless to me? He has never thought of me at all." Lady Wuya sighed. She still couldn't forget the tenderness the Fourth Prince had shown her and always blamed Lanqin for stealing her away.
Fucha curled her lips in disdain, but said, "Sister, don't be discouraged. If we work together, we will definitely be able to escape from this hellhole. I've already tried to contact my father and brother. They should be able to find a way."
“Alas, my elder brother is merely a village head; he can’t possibly care about me. Sister, I have an idea that might allow us to escape from here,” said Wuya.
“Escape? Where can I escape to? This is the Forbidden City, not the Prince Yong’s residence. Besides, I don’t want to escape; I want revenge,” said Lady Fucha.
“Sister, listen to me. Come closer,” said Uya.
Fucha looked at Wuya suspiciously, then leaned in to listen.
After a brief whisper, Lady Fucha exclaimed in alarm, "Arson?"
"Shh..." Madam Wuya quickly made a shushing gesture, "Keep your voice down, that Granny Fan has very sharp ears."
"Sister, you're too bold. And we're right here. Aren't you afraid of getting burned?" Fucha whispered.
“Sister, think about it. If the Imperial Laundry catches fire, and we are credited with putting it out, wouldn’t that make a good impression on the Emperor?” said Lady Wuya. “Then, if your father and brothers speak well of you to the Emperor, I’m afraid you’ll have a chance to get out.”
After hearing what Lady Wuya said, Lady Fucha thought it made a lot of sense. If she didn't make any noise, she might die here of old age. But if she performed a meritorious service, her father could speak on her behalf to the Emperor.
Fucha nodded, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Wuya and said, "How can we make this fire look like it wasn't caused by someone? And how can we put it out just in time? Every step is crucial. If we are discovered, we won't survive."
“Listen to me…” Uya said with a faint smile.
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