After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

Concubine Yi stared at Zhang Mengxi, her face showing envy, but in fact her heart was full of jealousy like a venomous snake. She opened her red lips and asked, "What methods did you use to make His Majesty so obsessed with you and obsessed with you?"

Zhang Mengying smiled meaningfully when she heard this, "Sister Yi, do you want to know?"

Concubine Yi felt mixed emotions. She had only been in the palace for a few months, but she had easily captured the emperor's heart. The jealousy and resentment grew like weeds in her heart. "Will you tell me?"

Zhang Mengying saw this and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, but then she returned to her gentle and lovely appearance. "Since you want to know, I will tell you the truth. However, this cannot be explained in a few words, so I need to explain it in detail."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Yi frowned, and a hint of vigilance flashed across her eyes. "Do you think I'm easy to fool? I will easily believe your lies?"

Zhang Mengying chuckled. The sound was clear and pleasant, but it was also a little chilly. "Sister, you are worrying too much. If you really want to know, I will meet you in Yuhua Palace tomorrow morning. I will get the answer you want."

Yi Zhaoyi looked at her, and a trace of doubt appeared in her heart. She hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. "Will you help me?"

"nature."

Yi Zhaoyi obviously didn't believe it. Zhang Mengying sat on the sedan chair, glanced at Yi Zhaoyi coldly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Tomorrow, I will wait for you in Yuhua Palace." Then she waved her jade hand and ordered, "Return to the palace!"

As the sedan slowly went away, Concubine Yi stood there, staring blankly at the direction where Zhang Mengying left. She turned to look at Caiwei beside her, and said with some uncertainty in her voice: "Caiwei, do you think what she said is true or false?"

Caiwei was also bewildered when she heard this. She shook her head and replied softly, "I don't know, but I think it's better for you, Madam, to be careful."

"Let's go! To Weiyang Palace."

"Weiyang Palace?" Caiwei repeated softly, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"I don't believe the Queen can really keep her composure. Concubine Yi is so favored now, I don't believe the Queen will sit idly by. I want to see if she can really remain indifferent." After Concubine Yi finished speaking, she waved her sleeves and strode towards the direction of Weiyang Palace.

Turning to Yuhua Palace, the morning light was just beginning to show, and Lu Chuyi had been waiting for a long time. When she learned that she would become Concubine Yi, she was not happy at all, and was both looking forward to and worried about the upcoming changes. On the soft couch, she gently stroked the exquisite pastries, her fingertips were stained with a hint of sweetness, but it was difficult to hide the bitterness in her heart.

"Sister is back." Hearing the footsteps of Zhang Mengying returning, Lu Chuyi hurriedly put down the pastries in her hand, stood up to greet her, and her smile was filled with a bit of childish innocence.

"Chu Yi." Zhang Mengying responded softly. Their eyes met, and they knew each other's feelings without saying anything.

Lu Chuyi bowed respectfully, her manner was not only polite but also showed a bit of intimacy between sisters: "Congratulations to my sister, and I pay my respects to the Concubine Yi."

Zhang Mengying gently helped her up, and they smiled at each other. That tacit understanding and warmth seemed particularly precious in this cold palace. "Stop teasing me, come and sit down."

The maids served her tea at the right time. Zhang Mengying took the teacup and drank it down without caring about her image. She was obviously thirsty. Seeing this, Lu Chuyi felt an inexplicable pain in her heart: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"I just came out of Weiyang Palace and haven't had a chance to drink some tea yet. I'm so thirsty." Zhang Mengying explained.

Lu Chuyi looked puzzled, "The Queen doesn't give you tea? How is that possible?"

Zhang Mengying put down the teacup and said, "It's not that the Queen is unkind, it's that I was so upset that I even forgot to drink a sip of tea."

"Oh!" Lu Chuyi heard the doubt on her face and then turned excited, "Sister, do you feel happy now? His Majesty has made you a concubine, and many people are envious."

Zhang Mengying was silent for a moment, and after dismissing the palace maids, she slowly spoke: "The word happiness is too luxurious for me. In fact, I never thought of entering this deep palace, but fate plays tricks on me, and I have no choice."

Hearing this, Lu Chuyi couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy: "It's the same for me. Although my family doesn't want me to enter the palace, there is no other choice. There is really no one else suitable except me, so they have to force me to do it."

Zhang Mengying lamented: "Our destiny has never been in our hands, which is also sad."

"Yes!"

In the Weiyang Palace, sunlight shines through the carved window lattices, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of softness and warmth to the palace. Zheng Xiyan sits on a soft couch, her face set off by a palace dress embroidered with a phoenix spreading its wings. She holds a heavy account book in her hand, and her brows reveal a bit of gentleness.

A burst of light footsteps broke the silence in the room. Zi Rui walked into the hall and bowed, "Your Majesty, Consort Yi is outside seeking an audience."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiyan gently put down the account book, a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, and then she smiled faintly and asked, "Zhaoyi Yi? What is she doing here at this hour?"

Biluo explained softly, "Your Majesty, Zhaoyi Yi just met Concubine Yi in the Imperial Garden."

Zheng Xiyan raised a meaningful smile and said softly, "Oh? This is quite interesting. Let her come in."

Zi Rui followed the order and left. Soon, Yi Zhaoyi, led by her maid, slowly walked into Weiyang Palace. Although her steps were steady, she could not hide her uneasiness. When she arrived in front of Zheng Xiyan, she knelt deeply and bowed deeply, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. May you live long and well."

Zheng Xiyan gently raised her hand, motioning her to stand up, "Get up, no need to be polite."

Consort Yi stood up and, at Zheng Xiyan's signal, slowly sat down opposite the couch. She folded her hands lightly on her knees and looked at her.

Zheng Xiyan put down the account book in her hand and asked softly, "Why are you here at this hour?"

Yi Zhaoyi hesitated for a long time, but finally mustered up the courage and said softly, "Your Majesty, there is one thing I do not understand, and I need your advice."

"explain."

Consort Yi paused for a moment and continued, "Your Majesty issued an edict this morning to confer the title of Consort Yi on Zhang Xiuyuan. Did Your Majesty know about this in advance?"

Zheng Xiyan smiled slightly, "Of course I know about this."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Yi's eyes flashed with surprise, and then turned to confusion: "Then why didn't Your Majesty stop it? Don't you think that His Majesty's favor for Concubine Yi has gone too far?"

Zheng Xiyan shook her head slightly, with a smile that showed a hint of indifference and detachment: "Why should I stop it? It is His Majesty's power to favor whomever He chooses. In this harem, favor and disgrace, rise and fall are all normal. When you were the most favored in the harem, did you ever think that this day would come? Now Concubine Yi is favored, and you have lost favor. Now you have tasted the taste of being out of favor. You now think that His Majesty favors Concubine Yi too much, but have you ever thought that His Majesty also favored you too much back then?"

Upon hearing this, Concubine Yi's face changed slightly. Although she felt unwilling, she was speechless. She was silent for a moment, but finally couldn't help but speak again: "But Concubine Yi was given the title of Concubine even though she had no children, and Your Majesty didn't care? I gave birth to the fifth prince, but I am still only a Concubine. Why did she jump up to the rank of the fourth Concubine without any children?"

Zheng Xiyan's eyes fixed, and her tone became a little colder: "Yi Zhaoyi, what is your identity, and what is her identity?"