Qingyin didn't explain, but used time to prove that she didn't care that much, which reassured the others.
The following month, Qingyin had a one-hour conversation with her son Rongxuan, who had become emperor. No one knows what they talked about. After that, as time went on, news spread in the palace of the deaths of one concubine after another, including the empress.
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One month later, Mongolia.
"Hey, Meng Guqing, why are you running so fast! Big brother, why do you insist on riding with me?" Unayi, riding her horse, stared at her big brother, who was shamelessly following beside her, with a speechless look in her eyes.
If it weren't for the fact that her older brother had been beaten up by Meng Guqing just like her, how could he still have the nerve to stand in front of her? Unayi couldn't understand it and was too lazy to think about it.
Beside him, Wu Wu blushed, avoiding his younger sister's gaze, while secretly staring at Meng Guqing, who was riding a horse in front of him with a dashing and heroic air.
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In a mansion in Jiangnan, Dong E Mingyue lay leisurely on a reclining chair, while several men, some handsome and some delicate, served her, giving her massages, and some offering her a fresh green grape.
She opened her mouth and swallowed the green grape from the side of her mouth, squinting her eyes in enjoyment. Ah, so refreshing!
Fortunately, she had a keen eye and immediately recognized that Consort Wan was a rare and powerful patron. After remaining silent for a month, she secretly latched onto this powerful patron, otherwise she wouldn't have such a good life now.
She used to think she had the protagonist template from a palace intrigue drama, but now she realizes she clearly had the easy-win template!
"Being a concubine is nowhere near as good as being a big boss in ancient times!" Dong E Mingyue thought, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips.
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