Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

In Huifei's palace, after she heard that the Queen wanted the Tongshi and the Shangbushi, she sneered and said, "Our Queen always makes a big fuss about everything she wants, as if she's afraid that others don't know she's the Queen."

Zhao Baozhu asked, "Mother, what does the Queen want these for?"

"I heard it was in preparation for the selection of concubines for the Skirt Tent Banquet. Humph, what a fool! She was already unpopular, and if a few more young women were selected, she would be even less favored."

Zhao Baozhu flattered, "Mother, no matter who comes in, no one is as favored as you."

Concubine Hui smiled proudly, smiled for a while, and then stopped with regret. Everyone said that she was favored, but she herself did not feel it. The emperor gave her many rewards and came to her palace many times, but how to put it, she always felt like there was a layer between her and the emperor. They even had two children, but even if they were naked facing each other, it was not as good as the pounding feeling she had when she saw her cousin when she was young.

Concubine Hui had been moved before, so she knew what was real and what was fake. The emperor's favor for her didn't seem real.

Forget it, those who seek love in the palace will die quickly. It is better to seek benefits and rights. Only a fool like the queen would really care about the emperor.

Back at Consort Ming's side, she and Zhao Yushu were painting on a fan. Upon hearing the eunuch's report, Consort Ming smiled softly, "Give Xiao Dezi a handful of silver melon seeds."

"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!"

Xiao Dezi went out happily holding the silver melon seeds.

Ming Zhaoyi continued to paint the fan calmly, without even raising her eyebrows. Zhao Yushu glanced at her, feeling a little agitated. After a while, he looked at her again.

"Shu'er, calm down."

Zhao Yushu could no longer calm down, so he simply put down the fan and said unhappily,

"Mother, the Queen is so arrogant. We have to kneel down to her just because we eat a few dishes of their food. Now she wants the Tongshi and the Shangcishi, and she's making such a fuss that the whole palace knows about it. She's so arrogant!"

"Who says she's the queen? Who says her father is the Marquis of Zhenbei? This is her confidence, so she dares to do this."

Zhao Yushu was a little discouraged. "It's a pity that my grandfather is only a seventh-rank official and can't give us much help."

"Haha, Shu'er, you don't understand. If you act too high-profile in the palace, you will inevitably become the most conspicuous target. The Queen is the target and doesn't even know it!"

Zhao Yushu was unconvinced, "So what if she's a target? No matter how conspicuous she is, no one can do anything to her!"

Ming Zhaoyi put down her brush, looked at the painted fan, and said in a calm tone,

"Shu'er, nothing in this world is permanent. The Marquis of Zhenbei won't always be the Marquis of Zhenbei, the Queen won't always be the Queen, and the Crown Prince won't always be the Crown Prince. We will get these things sooner or later. What we have to do now is to accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity."

Zhao Yushu was a little impatient. "Mom, you've said this many times. When will our chance come?"

"It will be soon. Once your brother marries a wife, he can follow the emperor on his mission. By then, there will be more opportunities."

Zhao Yushu became excited. "Mom, the Skirt Tent Banquet is about to start. All the noble ladies in the capital will be there. We have to choose carefully."

"Of course, you must choose someone who can help your brother. You must not accept women who are of little help."

The mother and daughter sat together, daydreaming, imagining that they could choose any woman in the capital.

Zhao Yushu said he was tired and went back to his room to rest, leaving Ming Zhaoyi alone.

She stared at the painted fan for a long time, then suddenly grabbed it and began to tear it apart desperately, growling as she did so, "Liar! Liar!"

Only after the fan was torn into tiny pieces did Ming Zhaoyi stop, panting. She sat quietly at the table, like a clay sculpture.

After a while, I heard the maid say, "Your Majesty, the emperor's reward has arrived."

"Come out with me."

"Yes."

Ming Zhaoyi tidied her clothes and went out with her maid. There were three eunuchs standing in the yard. The one in front was Lu Jia, the emperor's attendant, and the two behind him were each holding a plate.

Lu Jia was an old acquaintance. He bowed to Ming Zhaoyi and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor knows you love cherries. Just recently, the Emperor sent two baskets of cherries as tribute, and he asked me to bring them to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration. Mo Se, get a purse for Eunuch Lu."

"Yes."

Lu Jia declined a few times, put the purse into his sleeve with a smile, ordered the eunuch to put down the cherries, and turned away.

Ming Zhaoyi suddenly lost interest. "Mo Se, take these cherries and divide them up."

"Your Majesty, this is given to you by the Emperor."

"I don't want to eat. You guys eat it."

Ming Zhaoyi returned to her room and lay back on the bed. She looked at the sky-blue tent embroidered with flowers above her head and felt dejected.

If I had known this earlier, I would have told the emperor that I loved gold, silver, treasures and gorgeous clothes. However, in order to maintain the impression of being non-competitive and indifferent in front of the emperor, I forced myself to say that I only liked seasonal fruits and vegetables, and did not like those gold and silver things. The emperor took it seriously, and when he rewarded me, he only gave me these worthless things, and gave all the valuable things to those greedy bitches.

However, the gold and silver were really shiny, the jewels were really noble, and the silks and satins were really beautiful. If she could dress as brightly as the queen and as gorgeously as Concubine Hui, she would definitely look great.

Ming Zhaoyi tugged at her apricot-colored skirt, how petty she was.

God knows, she was no less angry and jealous than Zhao Yushu just now. In order to appease her daughter, she could only speak against her conscience. She didn't expect that she actually believed it.

It’s all her own fault. She doesn’t have a good family background, nor does she have a stunning appearance. If she wants to win the emperor’s heart, she can only be humble, gentle and virtuous, and be a soft and eloquent flower, and take advantage of the queen’s unpreparedness to break into the emperor’s heart.

Fortunately, she succeeded, but unfortunately, she seemed to have gone astray. The emperor thought that she wanted nothing but him, and that her children would be the same, not fighting for anything and willing to serve as foils for other princes.

Why! Why! My fate has changed. I have gone from being the daughter of a seventh-rank official to the Emperor's concubine. The fate of my children will surely change as well!

It is better to marry well than to have a good child, and it is better to marry well than to have a good son!

Queen, Concubine Hui, just wait and see! My son will definitely surpass your sons and become the ultimate victor!

After a period of self-comfort, Ming Zhaoyi fell asleep in a daze.

Over at Fengyi Palace, after the Queen looked at the reward history for the past month, she suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahahahahaha!"

Zhao Yuanqing asked, "Mother, what are you laughing at?"

"Look at what your father has rewarded Concubine Ming! I'm dying of laughter, hahahaha!"