"Your Majesty, I take my leave."
Shen Meizhuang and Consort Jing returned to Xianfu Palace with Linglan, and Consort Hua was also in the mood to enjoy today's blood bird's nest.
Songzhi knelt on the ground, massaging Consort Hua's legs. Recalling the scene from earlier, her words carried a hint of surprise.
"When Your Highness and the Emperor were arguing just now, Consort Shen and Consort Jing didn't look too happy, but they didn't seem to be jealous to me."
"And later, when the Emperor left, he asked Consort Cheng to accompany him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. The two of them were happy to see this happen and did not feel the slightest bit envious."
“Especially Consort Jing, she seemed quiet and taciturn, just like before. But for a moment, there seemed to be a flash of hatred in her eyes.”
"The movement was so fast that I thought I was seeing things. But after thinking about it carefully, I'm sure that Consort Jing's gaze was directed at the Emperor."
"It seems Your Majesty's guess was correct. After Consort Jing learned about that matter, she must have already come to hate the Emperor."
"But as for Consort Shen, this servant truly cannot understand. Even if she doesn't care about the Emperor as a person, how could she not care about this favor?"
Consort Hua slowly stirred the bird's nest in the bowl, took a few bites, and left half of it untouched.
Leisurely reclining on the couch, one hand supporting her head and the other holding a jade wheel to polish her face, Consort Hua was clearly in control, everything was within her expectations.
She did those things on purpose.
Firstly, knowing that Big Fat Orange shouldn't be near women, and since he's keeping it a complete secret from everyone, no matter how much she tries to seduce him, ignorance is no excuse.
Secondly, Songzhi was tasked with observing Consort Jing's reactions, while Shen Meizhuang was merely a side effect.
She had secretly informed Consort Jing about the matter of Huan Yi Xiang, but so much time has passed and Consort Jing has not reacted.
Consort Hua wanted to know whether she had completely resigned herself to her fate after being so humiliated for half her life, or what.
"What's there to be confused about? The Emperor is older than Shen Meizhuang's father, Shen Zishan."
"These past few years have been filled with luxury, and I'm no longer the same person I was when I married into the Prince's mansion. If he weren't the Emperor, would these newly arrived maids even be interested in him?"
"Consort Shen is young and beautiful, and her family background is not bad. Although she can't compare to our Nian family, how many can compare to my maternal family?"
"If she isn't chosen, her family will find her a suitable young man from a similar social standing. The benefits to the family are limited, but for the daughter, isn't it much better than marrying a suspicious emperor?"
Songzhi suddenly realized, then seemed to be deep in thought, a blush spreading across her face as she muttered softly.
"Your Majesty is right. It's more pleasing to the eye to find someone young and handsome."
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