Sheng Xiyan suddenly realized that the Crown Prince's wife wanted to snatch Jiang Jiang away to raise him, so that he could inherit the title in the future.
Not to mention the power of Prince E's Mansion, even if she reported such matters within the family home to the government, no one would dare to intervene.
At night, Hua Xia carefully took out a set of solemn and luxurious palace clothes from the inner room.
"Madam, you will be attending a palace banquet tomorrow. Please take a look at what shoes to wear with you. I will prepare them for you."
On important festivals, second-rank and first-rank imperial consorts could be invited by the emperor or Empress Duan to attend banquets hosted by Empress Duan in the palace.
Last year, because of mourning, Sheng Xiyan did not go to the palace to attend the palace banquets and sacrificial activities. Tomorrow will be the first time she goes.
The second-rank lady's attire consists of a large, gold-embroidered cloud-shoulder shawl with various flowers, gold pearl and jade ornaments, and gold pendants.
Sheng Xiyan stood up, stroked her gorgeous clothes, and had a plan in mind.
Shufei, as the eldest sister, has always been fond of Qi Yan. If she can be persuaded, Prince E and the Princess will definitely listen to her, and the Crown Prince's wife will give up the idea.
But Sheng Xiyan also knew that there was only a 50% chance that Concubine Shu would stand on her side, and that was only because of the face of her younger brother Qi Yan.
What about the emperor? It would be even better if I could see him.
Sheng Xiyan's first impression of the emperor came from Qi Yan. He ascended the throne at a young age and was decisive and ruthless, but he also had a reasonable side, such as the timely help from his wife.
No matter what, in order to prevent the mother and child from being separated, she decided to try any method.
The next morning, Hua Xia helped Sheng Xiyan dress up in the attire of a second-rank imperial lady, put on a pearl and jade Qingyun crown, and left Yunxi Courtyard in her best attire.
When I passed by the front yard, I saw Princess E standing there with her nanny. It seemed like they had been waiting for a while.
"Good morning, mother-in-law."
This attire for a lady of noble birth was inherently solemn and was the dream of many wives of officials and ministers. Princess E glared at her fiercely.
"My son paid for this imperial decree with his life."
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