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Chapter 67 The Imperial Concubine's Favor
Consort Yan was overjoyed, holding Lu Jingning's hand tightly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Sister, don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will never let you suffer the slightest grievance."

Lu Jingning felt the warmth of Consort Yan's hand and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She said softly, "With your words, elder sister, I am at ease."

After saying that, Lu Jingning gently withdrew her hand, gave a curtsy, and said, "I won't disturb Your Majesty's rest any longer. I'll take my leave now."

Consort Yan nodded with a smile and instructed, "Be careful on your way back, little sister."

Lu Jingning replied with an "okay," turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

After she left, Li'er came up with a bowl of medicine to help with pregnancy: "Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."

"it is good"

Consort Yan gently scooped up a spoonful, just bringing it to her lips: "Have you checked this pregnancy-preserving medicine?"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. I have been watching over this medicine the whole time, and I even tested it with a silver needle after it was brewed. You can drink it without worry."

After hearing Li'er's words, Consort Yan felt relieved and drank the medicine to prevent miscarriage.

After finishing her drink, she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, looking worried: "Everyone's watching my stomach now, hoping something bad will happen to me. We just have to be extremely careful."

Pear chimed in, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Fortunately, Consort Lu is now willing to stand with me, which puts my mind at ease a little."

Pear frowned slightly, her eyes filled with doubt: "Your Highness, although Consort Lu is intelligent, I always feel that she is not that capable. Can she really compete with the Imperial Concubine?"

Upon hearing this, Consort Yan gently put down the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes becoming profound: "In just three months, Consort Lu has managed to quickly establish herself in this palace, while Consort Xian has been reduced to a commoner. Do you think Consort Lu is anyone extraordinary?"

As she spoke, Consort Yan stood up and slowly walked to the window. Gazing at the swaying leaves outside, her tone carried a barely perceptible hint of awe: "Within these palace walls, the winds of change are blowing, and everyone has their own schemes. Consort Lu may be our most steadfast ally in this storm."

"From what you've said, it seems Consort Lu does possess some ability."

Consort Yan gently rubbed her temples, and after a moment spoke: "Noble Lady Lu can only be an ally, not an enemy."

"What if Consort Lu is on good terms with you on the surface, but secretly plots to harm you?"

Consort Yan smiled and shook her head, saying with great certainty, "Noble Lady Lu is not the kind of person who is two-faced; otherwise, Her Majesty the Empress wouldn't like her so much."

"Her Majesty is truly wise."

Consort Yan was a little tired, so she asked Li to help her to rest.

Changle Palace

Consort Zhen smiled contemptuously and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, have you heard? Today, Consort Yan invited several concubines to her place to admire flowers and appreciate embroidery. It was quite a lively affair."

Upon hearing this, Consort Liang's face showed a disdainful expression, as if she had heard something amusing: "She's just pregnant with the emperor's child; whether she can even give birth is another matter, yet she's already making such a fuss."

Consort Zhen covered her mouth and chuckled, a smug glint in her eyes: "Isn't that right? She's just lucky to have conceived the emperor's child. Does she think she can get past you by teaming up with Consort Lu?"

The Imperial Concubine slightly raised her eyelashes, a cold and beautiful smile curving her lips. Sunlight reflected off her magnificent attire, creating a dazzling luster: "Consort Lu went too? Hmph, they're nothing but a bunch of clowns."

Consort Zhen's face was full of fawning smiles, her eyes sparkling with endless admiration for the Imperial Concubine: "That's right, the General's eldest son won a battle a few days ago, and the Emperor will surely favor Your Highness even more. Those other women are nothing compared to even a fraction of Your Highness."

As she spoke, Consort Zhen didn't forget to flatter Consort Liang a few times.

"Liang Miao is my brother's eldest son, and he will inherit the Liang family business in the future. It is a good thing for him to make more contributions now." At this moment, Consort Liang's face was full of pride, and she was very satisfied with this nephew.

At this moment, the wet nurse gently took the little princess in her arms.

The little princess wore an exquisite embroidered dress and had a sweet smile on her face.

Consort Liang took her daughter, her eyes filled with tenderness, and gently kissed the little princess's fair cheek.

The little princess called out in her childish voice, "Mother, Father, Father."

Consort Liang smiled and coaxed, "Jingyao, be good. You'll see your father soon, and he'll give you a big hug, okay?"

As she spoke, she gently shook her arm, and the little princess nestled in her arms, saying, "Okay."

"Jingyao is so good," Consort Liang said, looking at her daughter in her arms with great happiness.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Xiao Jingheng's face was ashen, his brows furrowed so tightly that they seemed capable of trapping a mosquito.

He slammed his hand on the desk, the folded paper in his hand flying through the air like a kite with a broken string, landing with a thud on the cold floor tiles, scattering the papers all over the floor.

Zhao Gonggong trembled with fright, quickly knelt and crawled a few steps, carefully picked up the memorial, and gently placed it back on the table, afraid of angering the emperor again.

Xiao Jingheng's roar echoed in the empty hall: "This Liang Miao is truly audacious! He's only won a few battles, yet he dares to interfere in my family affairs!"

"Your Majesty, is this about Consort Liang?"

After asking his question, Eunuch Zhao kept his head down and didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

"Look how arrogant Liang Miao is!"

After Xiao Jingheng finished speaking, he threw the memorial into Eunuch Zhao's arms.

After receiving the document, Eunuch Zhao opened it with trembling hands. Inside, he saw a message instructing Xiao Jingheng to visit the Imperial Concubine more often.

"Your Majesty, please calm down!"

"How can I possibly calm down?" Xiao Jingheng was already furious.

With a forced smile, Eunuch Zhao said, "This young General Liang is the Imperial Concubine's nephew, so it's understandable that he cares about her. Your Majesty, why be angry? Just give him face."

Seeing that Xiao Jingheng remained unmoved, he continued to persuade her, "Going to see the Imperial Concubine would also be a good thing for Consort Lu."

"Oh? What does this have to do with Consort Lu?"

Seeing that his persuasion had worked, Eunuch Zhao continued, "You have always favored Consort Lu, which will surely cause dissatisfaction among the ladies of the harem. But if you were to share some of your favor with the Imperial Concubine, then..."

Xiao Jingheng's expression softened slightly, a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of his lips. He praised Eunuch Zhao, "What you said makes sense. It was I who overlooked this point. You are quite clever."

Eunuch Zhao felt relieved and quickly bowed, saying with trepidation, "Your Majesty is too kind. This servant has only done a little bit of his duty. How dare I accept Your Majesty's praise?"

Xiao Jingheng waved his hand lightly, his tone teasing: "Alright, alright, stop being so modest. Go tell the Consort that I will dine with her and her daughter tonight, so that those people in the harem can have their thorns soothed."

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Zhao's face was filled with a fawning smile, and he said repeatedly, "Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will go and deliver the message immediately."

After saying that, he turned around and jogged out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, secretly rejoicing that he had escaped a disaster.

(End of this chapter)