Three months later.
Baoqin and Yuxiao were married off from Changchun Palace. Lanqin personally prepared their wedding dresses, and the Fourth Prince, out of love for them, bestowed upon them generous dowries.
Baoqin and Yuxiao had served Lanqin for seven or eight years. Lanqin would never mistreat such loyal servants. She wanted people to know that those who wholeheartedly serve their masters and live honest lives, whether masters or servants, have the right to happiness.
Sure enough, all the servants in the palace came to see Baoqin and Yuxiao get married. They were all very envious of them for being able to get married so gloriously at such a young age. It was truly amazing. Many people in the palace privately envied Baoqin and Yuxiao, and therefore longed for Lanqin's Changchun Palace even more.
Inside Zhongcui Palace.
Empress Fucha had been in a bad mood these past few days. Naturally, she received no favor from the Fourth Prince, and even a glimpse of him was difficult, let alone any special affection. The Empress was useless, holding only the title but meaningless in the Emperor's heart.
Empress Fucha has figured it out, so she no longer wants to place her hopes on the Emperor, and naturally she may not go to Jingren Palace.
"You little vixen, are you also in love? I should marry you off tomorrow too!" Fucha took a sip of tea, but found it was cold. She was so angry that she spilled the tea on Qiuling, the palace maid standing to the side.
"Please forgive me, Your Excellency..." Qiu Ling said hurriedly, kneeling down in fright. She was in charge of Fucha's tea and clothing, and was terrified by Fucha's outburst.
"My lord, please don't be angry. It's not worth getting sick over that little brat. Why don't you go down now?" Cai Xiang said hurriedly from the side, while also giving Qiu Ling a wink.
Qiu Ling understood, quickly cleared away the cups and dishes, and left.
"I'm so angry! I can't even get a sip of tea. Consort Xi is simply going too far!" Fucha said through gritted teeth.
"My lord, please don't be angry. Changchun Palace did this on purpose, didn't they?" Caixiang said.
"Of course it was intentional. She deliberately had the Imperial Household Department withhold my allowance. Damn it. I never thought I'd be manipulated by Niohuru." Empress Fucha said angrily, her teeth itching. In her previous life, there was nothing about Niohuru; the Fourth Prince didn't even want to see her. How could she possibly climb above her? But now, she's actually become the Noble Consort Xi, her status is far higher than hers.
“My lord, you…” Cai Xiang could not possibly have guessed the meaning behind Fucha’s words. Although she was puzzled, she dared not say it aloud.
"It seems that unless I take her down, I won't have a good life," Fucha said, a sinister glint in her eyes.
“Your Highness, you intend to deal with Consort Xi. I think she is not as easy to deal with as Consort Nian. The Emperor treats her differently. What do you think?” Cai Xiang felt uneasy when she heard that Lady Fucha wanted to deal with Lan Qin.
"What, are you scared?" Fucha asked, glancing sideways at Caixiang.
“That’s not what I meant. It’s just that Consort Xi has been favored for so long, and the Emperor listens to her every word. If you, my lady, were to deal with her, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be so easy. What if you end up getting burned?” Cai Xiang advised.
"No need to say anything, I know what I'm doing." Empress Fucha said calmly. "Come, accompany me for a walk in the Imperial Garden. Staying cooped up in the house is so boring."
Cai Xiang quickly helped Lady Fucha out of Zhongcui Palace.
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