Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

As expected, there was no news of her being taken away early this morning. It seemed that the Queen Mother was trying to cover up her mistake.

It turns out that the queen’s thighs are so nice to hug.

But I didn't expect that Concubine Wan would be implicated.

Wan Zhaoyi has always loved flowers and plants and has done some research on pharmacology. Although she appears to be amiable and gentle in the palace, who knows her true thoughts.

In the palace, you cannot survive without some clever tricks and relying solely on your beauty and talent.

After Xiao Anzi took her for a walk, Nan Xiang felt tired and went back to her room to rest.

She looked around her room and the furnishings inside were obviously not what ordinary palace maids and eunuchs had. They must have been ordered by the queen.

Even if it was not the Queen's order, it was tacitly approved by the Queen.

She was promoted to the master of a palace, and she had been turned away by Emperor Chengming for so long. It was unacceptable that the empress, who had not given Emperor Chengming a good face, had no control over her own palace.

But what happened to the Duke of Wei and the Ji family five years ago that led to the massacre of 300,000 Ji family soldiers, the disappearance of the Duke of Wei's son, and the breakdown of the relationship between the emperor and the empress...

This is indeed a good question.

What was the truth of that year? Why was the palace so secretive about it? Nan Xiang wanted to investigate it, perhaps she could repay the Queen or Queen’s kindness.

Nan Xiang lowered her head in thought.

In this palace, apart from Emperor Chengming, the Queen has the most reliable backer. Even though Duke Wei's family has fallen and the relationship between the Emperor and Queen has become cold, has Emperor Chengming been looking for ways to ease the relationship with the Queen?

...

Nan Xiang felt this deeply. In the end, she would cling to the Queen and offer help when necessary. She would then find a way to leave the palace in order to avoid exposing her female identity and clear the name of her Su family.

Nan Xiang looked at the pot of Chinese photinia on the table with deep eyes.

...

At night, in Qixia Palace, Consort Wan, still smiling, was fiddling with flowers and plants.

She didn't seem to care about Concubine Li's early morning display of power, she just followed the order and prayed behind closed doors.

Wan Zhaoyi was dressed in a light pink palace dress, with a graceful figure and gentleness in her every move.

She is worthy of being a beauty from Jiangnan. Her every move is like ink spreading out, carrying with it the warmth unique to the misty rain of Jiangnan.

At this time, Wan Zhaoyi's personal maid Zijuan came hurriedly, holding a letter in her hand, and whispered: "Your Majesty, this is the letter I just received."

Wan Zhaoyi took the letter, unfolded it and the smile on her face deepened.

After reading it, she gently ordered: "Burn it."

Then, she picked up the scissors and trimmed the emerging magnolia branches, saying slowly:

"This palace seems calm on the surface, but undercurrents are surging. Some people think they have seized an opportunity, but they don't know it's someone else's chess game."

Zijuan nodded, not quite understanding.

Wan Zhaoyi asked softly, "What did you learn from the maid who cleans the Yikun Palace?"

Yikun Palace was the palace where Concubine Xu, the most favored concubine of Emperor Chengming, lived.

Zijuan leaned in and whispered, "I heard that the Queen is investigating the incident of Duke Wei's family five years ago, and the eunuch Xia Qinghai, a popular figure around the Royal Concubine, contacted Aunt Qiuyue in Yuqing Palace..."

Upon hearing this, Wan Zhaoyi's smile deepened: "Zijuan, wait for His Majesty and the other sisters to return from the temporary palace. This palace will be very lively from now on."

Zijuan didn't say anything, and Wan Zhaoyi didn't ask Zijuan to reply. She told Zijuan to bring paper and pen, and looked at the two pots of magnolia flowers that Emperor Chengming had sent more than two months ago, with a look of sarcasm on her face:

"Our Majesty is truly a good monarch who loves his country, his beauty, and his wife..."

On the other side, Ma Ma, who knew what her majesty was up to, looked worried and reminded her, "Madam, be careful with your words. Although your majesty has been in the palace for two days, there are many eyes and ears in the palace..."

Ma Ma didn't finish her words, but Wan Zhaoyi understood that Ma Ma was doing this for her own good, so she placed her hand on Ma Ma's and said with a smile:

"Mammy, I understand."

Nanny Ma wanted to say something, but seeing that Zijuan had already taken the paper and pen back, she said nothing. She had already decided in her heart that if anything happened, she would protect the young lady at the cost of her own life.

Nanny Ma was sent to the palace to be a maid by Wan Zhaoyi's father when Wan Zhaoyi entered the palace. She was Wan Zhaoyi's wet nurse and had a very deep relationship with Wan Zhaoyi, who valued Nanny Ma very much.

Wan Zhaoyi trusted Ma Ma very much. She smiled and sent Ma Ma away temporarily: "Ma Ma, I feel a little dry and bitter in my mouth."

Having said that, his eyes were full of expectation.

Ma Ma immediately understood: "Don't worry, there is always sour plum soup in the kitchen. I will bring it to the queen right away."

After saying that, Ma Ma glanced at Zijuan and walked towards the small kitchen of Qixia Palace.

Concubine Wan was from Jiangnan and was very much favored by Emperor Chengming. Knowing that Concubine Wan liked Jiangnan food, Emperor Chengming was afraid that Concubine Wan would not be able to get used to it and it would be troublesome, so he agreed to Concubine Wan's request to build a small kitchen.

In this palace, apart from concubines above the rank of concubine, only Concubine Wan, who was below the rank of concubine, had a small kitchen.

This naturally made the other concubines envious and jealous.

After Nanny Ma went out, Zijuan ground ink while watching her own queen with her brows lowered and furrowed. She sighed softly, then went out and closed the window. When she came back, she saw that Concubine Wan had already written the letter.

Zijuan stood quietly without saying anything. She saw Concubine Wan looking at the letter for a long time.

Of course she didn't dare to read the contents. Zijuan knew very well that she had to protect herself in the palace. She must not cause trouble for her own queen if necessary.

Seeing that Wan Zhaoyi was still frowning, Zijuan couldn't help but remind her: "Madam, is there anything you are worried about?"

Wan Zhaoyi saw Zijuan's concerned look, her brows relaxed, and she chuckled: "Even if I am worried, don't we still have you, Zijuan?"

Zijuan: "The Queen always makes fun of me."

Seeing Concubine Wan like this, Zijuan felt relieved.

Wan Zhaoyi looked at Zijuan, put the letter into an envelope and gave it to her:

"Find a reliable person to send it out."

Zijuan: "Yes."

After saying that, Zijuan put the letter away and left in a hurry.

On the other hand, when Concubine Xian learned that Concubine Wan was punished for the incident with the herb, she was secretly proud in her heart, but her face was still gentle.

While His Majesty was taking some concubines to the Chengde Palace to escape the summer heat, she decided to create some trouble for Concubine Wan's Qixia Palace.

At night, the weather was hot and dry. A young palace maid in Qixia Palace accidentally set fire to a side hall near the flower garden while on guard.

The fire spread rapidly, and Wan Zhaoyi's two favorite potted magnolias were ruthlessly burned.

After everyone put out the fire, they checked everywhere but couldn't find any other problems, so they could only conclude that it was a natural disaster.

Wan Zhaoyi looked at the magnolia flower that had been burned to ashes, her face filled with grief, but her heart was calm.

She knew it was Concubine Xian's doing, but Concubine Xian would not be able to be proud for long. She was just a pawn in the chess game, a pathetic and ridiculous fool.

She didn't care about the magnolia flowers, she was just waiting for a reply and gradually became anxious.