Qing'e Palace, Qing'e Hall.
When the sun shines brightly, the Qing'e Palace appears even more ethereal and otherworldly.
Huan Yue sat on the throne, his official robes and hat very solemn.
Di Baose came to support the Crown Prince, bolstering the Crown Prince's prestige. This was because the Crown Prince lacked an Empress to back him up.
If Empress Mingde were alive, the younger generation would have it much easier. Of course, it doesn't matter if she isn't there; Di Baose can manage.
The female official led Lady Pengcheng into the hall to pay her respects.
The Lady of Hou was a second-rank official, and Di Baose was a third-rank official; both required to perform the proper courtesies.
Lady Pengcheng was very polite. After the formalities were completed, she sat down as directed by the female official.
Huan Yue was surrounded by a group of people, exuding a very imposing aura. It was a rare sight to see someone do something like that.
Di Baose sat and looked at the Lady of Pengcheng, who was not seventeen years old, but probably twenty-seven or twenty-eight.
A woman is like a flower at eighteen, but becomes like tofu dregs at twenty-seven or twenty-eight.
However, if one is pampered and doesn't develop lifeless eyes, then one will truly radiate the brilliance of a pearl.
It seems that Lady Pengcheng is quite favored, but something feels off. Di Baose looked at the Empress.
Huan Yue thought of a phrase: "What kind of sister-in-law training class?" or "socialite class?"
A group of people who know nothing, or even just village girls, can be packaged into something impressive through rigorous training. Of course, outstanding students are always outstanding.
But, the training courses have already gone this far?
Huan Yue thought about it this way and realized that the Lady of Pengcheng was planning to bring the Crown Prince into the society, and then shower him with gold and silver like a patron saint. What's even more impressive is that she would treat it as a spiritual belief, because some women in the harem are really empty inside.
Wow, that's amazing! That's too dangerous!
Do they think the Crown Prince is too young, and there are no elders in the harem?
Di Baose narrowed her eyes as she looked at the Empress's expression. This Lady of Pengcheng Marquis seemed gentle and kind, but there was definitely something wrong with her.
This gentleness is somewhat similar to that of Wang Fengyi, but not quite like that of a proper Lady Hou, even though she tries hard to pretend.
Others might think she's young, and the age difference between her and the Marquis of Pengcheng serves as a protective shield.
But Di Baose was already very sensitive to this kind of flattery towards men.
Huan Yue has roughly figured out the approach, but whether it's correct remains to be seen.
However, even when women were liberated, there were still women who were willing to be slaves, to please men, to receive men's favor and various rewards, and felt that they had succeeded, that they had conquered men and then conquered the world.
This distorted worldview, which teaches women how to behave like dogs, made Lady Pengcheng increasingly twisted in Huan Yue's eyes, until she was finally contorted into a tangled mess.
Huan Yue could twist the steel pipes into a pretzel and then stab these things to death.
Their purpose was certainly not to help Huan Yue or Di Baose.
Since learning anything requires talent, Wang Fengyi must have been exceptionally talented.
Lady Pengcheng was a petite and beautiful woman. Although she was more than ten years older than the Crown Princess and Consort Di, the palace ladies were in their thirties, forties, and fifties, so she couldn't take advantage of their youth.
Standing behind Consort Di, Madam Sun also noticed the problem.
Although a lady of a marquis doesn't have the lifeless eyes of someone in their forties or fifties, she lacks the demeanor expected of a lady from a respectable family.
A true lady of high society is not someone who puts on an act, but someone who possesses cultivation and grace.
The Wang family is a prominent clan, not a newly rich poor family. Even if the second wife is a second wife, she should have some status.
But the more I looked at this lady, the more frail she seemed, unable to support herself.
Lady Pengcheng was like a rabbit caught in a pack of wolves, sweating profusely even in the cold weather, her voice trembling as she said, "Your Majesty, seeing is believing."
Huan Yue smiled.
Di Baose smiled.
Lady Pengcheng seemed to have gained some courage and said softly, "Your Majesty's charity work is truly benevolent."
Huan Yue smiled.
Di Baose smiled. Because they really weren't familiar with each other.
Praising someone is a skill in itself. But in this environment, the Lady of Pengcheng's flattery was greatly hampered, and her attempts at flattery ended up smelling like shit.
Huan Yue didn't mind the stench; the incense burner was filled with the finest incense. Although using incense to mask the stench wasn't exactly a good idea.
Lady Pengcheng was sore-mouthed from blowing on the wind that she felt she was getting a little closer to the Crown Princess and that she shouldn't ignore her expression.
Huan Yue didn't make her feel too awkward.
Di Baose is very well-mannered, befitting the Di family. We cannot tarnish the Di family's reputation.
Lady Pengcheng glanced at them with her beautiful eyes, as if pleading, "Why haven't I seen Chu Yuan?"
Lady Pengcheng covered her mouth and laughed: "I've watched Chu Yuan grow up. She's very well-behaved and doesn't talk much. If she doesn't know how to speak and offends Consort Huan, I'll apologize on her behalf."
Lady Pengcheng truly apologized.
But no one stopped them.
The atmosphere finally became awkward.
Lady Pengcheng looked awkwardly at the Crown Princess.
Huan Yue asked, "Madame Chiang was very familiar with her, and she put a lot of effort into teaching her?"
Di Baose quickly followed up: "Shouldn't Madam Jiang be in charge of all the people from the Pengcheng Marquis's residence?"
So this isn't an apology but a confrontation? Regardless, let's tie her up first.
Di Baose thought that Wang Chuyuan's approach was learned from her birth mother, but she didn't expect that the Pengcheng Marquis's mansion would be like this, which was quite interesting.
Jiang realized the danger but didn't know how to respond.
Huan Yue remained quite calm.
Di Baose remained calm.
Madam Sun was greatly pleased, knowing that her master and empress were learning and improving.
Those who are determined to cause trouble will never stop.
As long as you stay calm, he's wasting his time.
Jiang adopted a gentle and weak demeanor.
Di Baose couldn't help but want to laugh, but she had to hold it in. This white flower had bloomed in the wrong place.
Huan Yue was cold-hearted and naturally had no compassion.
Jiang could only say, "Please forgive my rudeness, Your Majesty."
Huan Yue didn't laugh.
Di Baose smiled and pressed further, "Are you going to take care of the young lady from the Pengcheng Marquis's mansion or not?"
Then Jiang started to cry.
Di Baose and Huan Yue exchanged a glance.
The maid asked, "So, the Lady Marquis came to the palace to amuse Her Highness?"
Jiang was so frightened that she burst into tears, her cries filled with genuine emotion.
The palace maid gritted her teeth: "It seems that the Pengcheng Marquis's mansion has a lot of grievances and dissatisfaction."
Jiang was bewildered.
Di Baose sneered. What utter nonsense!
If anyone dares to say that the Marquis of Pengcheng is dissatisfied with the Sage, I wonder if he would rather have his wife or himself?
Chiang could only force a smile.
This is all an act, and it's really irritating to watch!
Huan Yue knew that she wouldn't even be able to return to her original form. She would only revert to her original form under special circumstances.
The previous plays were not easy to sing.
Jiang was determined to change her singing style: "The Marquis treats his concubine very well, of course."
Her shy yet seductive voice, whimpering, is really irritating to watch!
Di Baose had no expectations. After all, she was a woman from a wealthy family, wasn't she?
Is it a kind of pride to be favored and have to be taught by a man all the time because you know nothing?
Huan Yue is seriously considering the issue of the Pengcheng Marquis's residence. Does the Pengcheng Marquis know about it?
Even if he is innocent, he still bears a great deal of responsibility.
Seeing that the effect was not good, Madam Jiang could only continue to act: "When Chu Yuan enters the palace, all she needs to do is serve His Highness well."
Di Baose asked, "So you've come to teach the Empress how to do things?"
Chiang Kai-shek refused to admit it.
Di Baose asked, "You dare to interfere in the affairs of the Eastern Palace? Do you even know what the Crown Prince is?"
Jiang blinked. Weren't they all men? Didn't Consort Di want to be favored? If she were favored, she could have anything she wanted.
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