Jiang Xianhao couldn't help but smile, affectionately stroking Princess Rongyang's hair.
“I watched Luo Ziqian grow up. He’s a good kid. You should get along well with him in the future. With your brother around, he won’t dare to bully you.”
"He dares!"
Princess Rongyang angrily retorted, "If he dares to bully me, I'll pluck out all his hair."
Jiang Xianhao couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this.
"You child, you're almost of marriageable age, but you still haven't grown up."
Jiang Xianhao then took out an exquisite brocade box and pushed it in front of Princess Rongyang.
"This box was left to Gu Jingchun by the Empress Dowager. I'm entrusting it to you for safekeeping. If she marries He Chuan in the future, you can give this box to her."
Princess Rongyang took it and looked at it. Just as she was about to open it, Jiang Xianhao stopped her.
"You can't peek."
Princess Rongyang then pouted and gave a soft hum.
"I'm not going to watch!"
"It's just an ordinary box; I have plenty of those."
Seeing this, Jiang Xianhao gently poked her head and then took out a box and pushed it in front of her.
"Don't worry, you'll get your share. This is yours; you can open it when you get married."
Princess Rongyang smiled broadly when she saw that the box was even bigger than Gu Jingchun's.
"I knew it, Mother, you love me the most."
As she spoke, she casually asked another question.
"But Mother, why don't you give it to yourself?"
Jiang Xianhao's eyes darkened slightly, but the smile on her lips remained unchanged.
"It's a secret. You'll find out when the time comes."
Princess Rongyang looked at Jiang Xianhao's smiling face and didn't think much of it. She nodded, handed the two boxes to the palace maid behind her, and then leaned against Jiang Xianhao's chest.
"Mother, when I come of age, I want your begonia glass hairpin."
Jiang Xianhao nodded.
"good."
"I will keep any hairpins you like for you."
Princess Rongyang was delighted and laughed heartily.
"I knew it, Mother, you are the best to me."
After Princess Rongyang left Jingyu Palace, Jiang Xianhao slowly stood up.
"Since Consort Hui has already started the show ahead of schedule, let's go and meet her."
The Cold Palace.
When Consort Hui learned that the news had spread rapidly throughout the capital, she laughed triumphantly.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Great! Excellent!"
"It would be best to let the whole world know that our Emperor Rongcheng is a great traitor who is wearing a huge green hat."
This will also let everyone know that our Empress of Dacheng is a promiscuous and shameless woman.
"This time, it would be best to make a huge fuss about it. I want to see how Emperor Rongcheng plans to protect her."
"I'm really looking forward to seeing Emperor Rongcheng's expression at tomorrow's morning court session."
"Which do you choose, the throne or the beauty? I'm quite curious."
Jiang Xianhao walked in slowly at that moment.
"I'm also really looking forward to the day when your plans fall through."
Upon hearing Jiang Xianhao's voice, Consort Hui abruptly stopped.
She watched with a cold expression as Jiang Xianhao slowly walked in.
What are you doing here?
"You are not welcome here."
Jiang Xianhao was dressed in luxurious clothes, and the pearl hairpin on her head swayed gently with her movements, all of which spoke of her status.
In contrast, Consort Hui is now dressed in a gray palace dress, which is the worst in the palace in terms of both style and color, even worse than the palace maids around Jiang Xianhao.
She instinctively gripped the hem of her clothes, tilted her head back, and looked stubborn.
"Are you here to laugh at me?"
"Then you're too late. In a few days, I'll be leaving here and letting you in!"
Jiang Xianhao chuckled softly.
"Yeah?"
"I'm really looking forward to it!"
"You've tried so hard for so many years, yet you still haven't won over Shen Wanshan's heart. I... I'm really disappointed."
Jiang Xianhao's words made Consort Hui's face turn red with anger.
"Jiang Xianhao, what do you mean by this!"
"Smack—"
Jingtan slapped Consort Hui across the face.
"How dare you! How dare you address Her Majesty the Empress by her name?"
Consort Hui's face was slapped to the side, and it took her a moment to recover.
"Hahaha."
She threw her head back and laughed.
"Jiang Xianhao, don't be too smug. Sooner or later, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
"Smack—"
Another slap landed across his face.
Jiang Xianhao remained calm.
"Okay, seven days."
Jiang Xianhao looked at Consort Hui and set a deadline.
"I'll give you seven days. If you can kill me within those seven days, then that's your real skill."
These words were blatant provocation, and Consort Hui was furious, directly rebuking them.
"Just you wait, I will remove you from the throne in less than seven days."
Jiang Xianhao: "Okay, I'll be waiting for that day."
After saying that, she turned to leave.
Just as she was leaving, Consort Hui suddenly exclaimed, "Do you know when he first came into contact with me?"
Jiang Xianhao paused as she stepped out the door, when she heard Consort Hui behind her say, "On your birthday."
"That day, Shen Hechuan secretly entered your courtyard, hid under the eaves and dared not go in. He was outside the door freezing for half the night and thus fell ill."
You were extremely anxious and hurriedly sent someone to fetch the imperial physician, but you were stopped by the guards at the door who said they needed to consult His Majesty.
However, you waited for a long time, but the person who went to ask for instructions never returned.
Seeing her son's high fever and unable to leave, the Empress, a dignified ruler of the nation, nearly knelt before the sick gatekeeper because of this.
Consort Hui's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a sharp sword tearing open the pain that Jiang Xianhao had buried deep in his heart.
She didn't stop walking; she wanted to get out of the courtyard as soon as possible.
However, Consort Hui behind him suddenly raised her voice.
"Oh, right, I almost forgot, you had to sacrifice one of your dowry maids and kill a guard before you could get the imperial physician."
Consort Hui's voice was smug.
"But do you know that at that time, your Shen Wanshan was kissing me?"
He said he loved my body, loved my youthful scent, and adored the way I looked at him.
"And the guard who went to ask for instructions was yelled at and sent away."
"What did he say back then?"
"Oh, right."
He said, "He's just a bastard, he's dead, so be it, don't bother him."
Jiang Xianhao paused, and her hands, hidden in her sleeves, trembled slightly.
But behind them, Consort Hui continued speaking.
"Aren't you curious why he didn't inquire about the matter the following day?"
"Hahaha."
Consort Hui continued to chuckle.
“The next day, I saw with my own eyes how disappointed he was when he learned that your good son was still alive.”
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