The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Chapter 139 Seeking cooperation

Yunqing Palace.

Although the sun was high in the sky and the doors and windows were closed, the house was still chilly.

"My lady..."

Consort Lin was reclining on an old couch, covered with a blanket that had been used for who knows how many years. She was flipping through a medical book, and every move she made was like that of a fairy in a painting.

"Dongqing, why have you become so timid? Just say what's on your mind." Consort Lin simply closed her medical book and looked at Dongqing.

Dongqing lowered her head and said in a sheepish tone, "We're out of charcoal in the house. I wanted to get some good charcoal, but those dogs of a servant are so biased that they only give me the worst kind of charcoal."

Winters in Jing Kingdom are the hardest to endure, so we must make plans early.

Consort Lin paused, recalling the hundred taels of gold Emperor Jing had bestowed upon her last time, and asked, "How much silver do we still have?"

"After buying medicinal herbs, gifts for the Empress Dowager, and jewelry, we only have a little over twenty taels left," Dongqing said, counting on her fingers.

It seems that she can't delay any longer. Consort Lin originally wanted to slowly plan to gain favor, but the current situation doesn't allow her to take it slow.

"Miss."

A young palace maid entered from outside and whispered, "Qingyu, the maidservant of Consort Li, has arrived."

Lin Fei paused for a moment, then said, "I understand."

hall.

"Greetings, Consort Lin." It was Qingyu who spoke, and she was smiling now, much more sincerely than when she came to deliver gifts last time.

Consort Lin nodded. "Aunt, there's no need for such formalities. May I ask what important matter brings you here?"

The head maid in charge of a concubine's affairs usually represents the concubine herself, so Consort Lin was very polite to her.

"These are silver wire charcoal prepared by my lady. I thought that as the weather gets colder, the lady's palace should prepare them early."

Consort Lin looked down and sure enough, there were two baskets of charcoal. She smiled slightly and exchanged a glance with Dong Qing across the distance. This was too much of a coincidence.

"Then thank you very much, sister."

Qingyu nodded in satisfaction when Consort Lin accepted the offer, and continued, "Consort Li also said that she is feeling unwell and doesn't like to move around much. She also feels tired when she is alone. If Consort Lin has time, please come over for a visit."

"If you like it, then I will take the trouble to bother you."

The two of them smiled knowingly.

Qingyu remembered Consort Li's words and wanted to get Consort Lin to join forces. She thought Consort Lin was indifferent, but she didn't expect it to be done so easily.

Watching Qingyu's departing figure, Lin Fei's eyes were unreadable, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

"Your Highness, what do you think Consort Li means by this?"

Previously, Consort Li sent clothes and jewelry because of Jing Anle. Although the princess was noble, she did not need to be concerned about it all the time. Now it seems that there may be another reason.

"Dongqing, don't worry, since someone is kind to us, we should naturally accept it."

Now that things have come to this, what else is there to misunderstand? Although Consort Li's pregnancy is still in its early stages, she cannot serve the emperor. Moreover, there are many concubines in the harem. Rather than having her favor divided among them, it would be better to find someone she trusts. Right now, Consort Lin is the best choice in the harem.

That's good, it suits her just as well.

……

Royal study room.

Emperor Jing's eyes darkened, and he exuded a dangerous aura.

"Is everything settled?"

"Your Majesty, rest assured, everything is ready, and we can attend court tomorrow." The speaker was Grand Tutor Sheng Rusong. His eyes were lowered, but he was very determined and had a lot of courage.

……

Prince Qing's Mansion.

A sobbing sound came from inside the room, "Auntie, why is my life so miserable?"

It was Jing Rong who spoke. She hugged Aunt Lü tightly, her shoulders heaving with sobs, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls, and her voice choked with emotion.

Aunt Lü's nose also stung with tears, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. They had just learned about the news of Murong Peifeng's disability, which was being spread in great detail outside. Although they didn't know where the disability was, Jingrong was going to marry him no matter what.

"Good child, don't panic. It's probably just a rumor. Let's not lose our composure." Aunt Lü herself wasn't sure about these words. If they weren't true, where would the rumors come from?

Jing Rong paused for a moment after hearing this, then looked at Aunt Lü with a hint of surprise on her face. But in an instant, her eyes dimmed again, and she shook her head woodenly, "How could that be? It's all over the capital now."

"Auntie, I don't want to get married anymore. Auntie, please beg Father to let me not get married, okay, Auntie..."

Jingrong cried even louder, her voice pleading incessantly. Aunt Lü felt a pang of heartache; she only had this one daughter, how could she bear to see her suffer? But how could a mere concubine possibly influence the marriage between the Prince's and the Marquis's mansions?

"Rong'er, have you forgotten what happened on the Prince's birthday?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Rong immediately stopped sobbing. The memory of lying in bed with Murong Peifeng flashed through her mind, a fact that was undeniable and could not be changed.

"It's kind of you two, mother and daughter, to remember."

A sudden noise outside startled Aunt Lü and Jingrong.

The door was pushed open from the outside; they had forgotten to lock it. Standing outside was Princess Qing.

"See Princess."

The two were so frightened that they immediately knelt down. Jing Rong didn't even dare to wipe away her tears. She knelt on the ground, trembling. After all, she knew how the Princess Consort of Qing was capable of such things, and she still vividly remembered what happened in the mansion two years ago.

"princess."

Cheng's mother was an elderly woman who served Princess Qing. She helped Princess Qing up and spoke to her respectfully.

Princess Qing's eyes were gloomy as she glanced down at Aunt Lü and her daughter before walking inside.

"If I hadn't happened to overhear this, would you and your daughter have been planning to elope?"

Her voice rang out from above Aunt Lü and Jing Rou, cold and stern.

"This lowly concubine dares not."

"Rong'er wouldn't dare."

Aunt Lü swallowed hard in fear and pleaded, "Your Highness, please investigate. This humble servant and Rong'er would never dare to have such thoughts."

"Oh? Is that so? Then I must have misheard you?" Princess Qing said, but her eyes were fixed on Jing Rong. It was obvious that she had heard what was said clearly.

Jing Rou felt her heart tremble, and she slumped down, as if she had lost her soul in fright.

Seeing this, Aunt Lü desperately kowtowed to Princess Qing, "Princess, Princess, spare me! Rong'er, Rong'er was talking nonsense, please forgive me!"

Princess Qing covered her nose with a silk handkerchief and chuckled softly, saying to Aunt Lü, "You're quite impatient."

With just a few words, the two kneeling men were so frightened that they dared not even breathe.

"Don't worry, Jingrong is, after all, a young lady of the Prince Qing's mansion. I, the Princess Consort, am going to marry her off to the Marquis of Pingchang's mansion, so naturally I'll keep her. As for you?"

Princess Qing wore a smile, but her eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

"As for you... you are a concubine of lowly status, yet you have corrupted the young lady of the Prince's mansion. Tell me, shouldn't you be punished?"