Quick Wear: The Enchanting Concubine, Rules of Survival and Plunder

This was a unique honor, as the emperor had never bestowed a sedan chair upon a pregnant concubine.

Therefore, it is clear that Jiang Chunxi, this favored concubine, was indeed different, and the emperor had invested some genuine feelings in her.

This is already quite remarkable, considering that among so many concubines in the harem, only the Empress could capture the Emperor's heart.

That's why so many people are eyeing the child in Jiang Chunxi's belly, especially the concubines who already have princes. They don't want to see Jiang Chunxi, this favored concubine, give birth to a prince.

Consort Yu followed beside Jiang Chunxi's sedan chair. She had now become Jiang Chunxi's little follower, at least in other people's eyes: "Sister Jiang, this Imperial Concubine is really too scary. You have no idea how creepy the way she looks at you is."

"In short, I think you should have a good talk with the Emperor. After all, you're pregnant, so it's always good to be cautious."

Consort Yu's words were certainly not for Jiang Chunxi's good, but rather to add fuel to the fire, hoping that Jiang Chunxi would fight the Imperial Concubine to the death.

"You're trying to teach me how to do things," Jiang Chunxi said, looking down at Consort Yu with a contemptuous air. "You're just a dog by my side, yet you dare to presume to be the master of your own affairs."

"What's wrong with you? Do you think being a dog by my side is too much of a hardship? You don't want to enjoy the good life of being a dog and you want to go back to the life that was worse than that of a pig or a dog before you'll be happy."

Jiang Chunxi's words were extremely humiliating, but Consort Yu could only endure them. With a fawning smile, she said, "Sister Jiang, I was just concerned about you. I was worried that you would fall into the Noble Consort's trap, so I gave you a few words of advice. How could I dare to tell Sister Jiang what to do?"

"Ha! I don't need a dog like you to remind me of anything," Jiang Chunxi said, shifting to a more languid sitting posture. "Consort Yu, remember this: since you've chosen to attach yourself to me, then be a dog that pleases me, not a dog that only annoys me."

"You should know that crushing you is as easy for me as crushing an ant. Haven't you already learned that lesson the hard way?"

"So! Put away your little schemes and don't try to outsmart me, or you'll have to experience this hunger again."

"I understand, little sister. I will never dare to say anything out of line in front of my elder sister again," Consort Yu quickly admitted her mistake. At this point, she had no choice but to endure it.

However, she will repay the humiliation that Jiang Chunxi brought her a thousandfold one day.

When Consort Yang returned to her palace, she began smashing things in a frenzy. After venting her anger, she ordered her trusted maid to find a way to abort the dragon fetus in Jiang Chunxi's womb.

Originally, although Consort Yang wanted to harm the child in Jiang Chunxi's womb, the Emperor had discovered her previous plot to harm the Crown Prince, which made her hesitant to do anything, no matter how much she harbored ill will towards the child.

Otherwise, if the Emperor were to find out again, she, as a Noble Consort, would probably have to go to the Cold Palace.

But after being provoked by Jiang Chunxi, Yang Guifei no longer cared about anything else. Now she was determined to get rid of Jiang Chunxi's child at all costs.

Yang Guifei's trusted palace maid naturally couldn't let her do as she pleased, and she talked until she was almost dry, which finally made Yang Guifei give up her idea of ​​harming Jiang Chunxi.

Of course, this did not mean she wanted to let Jiang Chunxi off the hook. Just as her trusted palace maid said, there were people more eager than her to make that bitch Jiang Chunxi miscarry, so why should she dirty her own hands?