The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

Under Jiang Wumei's expectant gaze, a woman dressed in palace clothes and walking steadily stepped into the hall.

The woman wore a phoenix hairpin on her head, her eyebrows were dignified and beautiful, and her eyes were calm but with a hidden sharpness.

After seeing the woman's face clearly, Jiang Wumei was stunned at first, then frowned.

Princess Luo Ling looks somewhat similar to Xiao Tong. She is beautiful, but she is far from being able to make a man infatuated.

Combined with the subsequent events in the book, she was able to rise up among the barbarians and establish herself as an empress because of her powerful means and abilities, rather than relying on her appearance and sex appeal.

One needs to combine the means of winning people's hearts and the ability to impress people in order to succeed in the barbarians. The person in front of him must be no simple person.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wumei had a flash of inspiration. Princess Luo Ling was so cunning. Did it mean that she had also planted pawns in the Zhongcui Palace where she was?

As long as I show my intention to trample on the first and depose the second in front of her every day, she will send someone to assassinate me like she did in the book where Chun Yurong was killed?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wumei was inexplicably excited, knowing that the opportunity she had been waiting for was both far away and right in front of her.

"The Imperial Concubine."

The two met for the first time and were looking at each other. Princess Luo Ling nodded to Jiang Wumei as a greeting.

She is the new emperor's sister, and her status is noble, which needs no elaboration. As long as Jiang Wumei is not the queen, she does not need to pay special respects.

Jiang Wumei calmed down and her beautiful face was filled with arrogance.

In order for the plan to proceed smoothly, what she had to do today was to offend this ambitious princess of the Great Saint Dynasty.

"I wonder what Princess Luo Ling is doing in my palace?"

Jiang Wumei lowered her eyes and picked up the teacup, her eyes curled up, her nails brushed the rim of the teacup, and her whole body was full of arrogance.

Xiao Luoling came to Zhongcui Palace today and had prepared herself mentally. Jiang Wumei's cold looks could not scare her.

"I came here today because I have something I want to discuss with the Imperial Concubine. I hope the Imperial Concubine will give me some convenience."

"Princess, please speak. I want to see if I can make the decision."

Jiang Wumei practiced Tai Chi, waiting for Xiao Luoling to reveal his cards.

Seeing that she didn't accept the challenge, Xiao Luoling didn't get angry. He sat aside and looked straight into Jiang Wumei's sparkling peach blossom eyes and said calmly:

"Although my mother was imprisoned in the cold palace by my father's order, he did not forbid me to visit her.

It's freezing cold now, and without enough quilts and charcoal, she may not survive more than two months.

I hope the Imperial Concubine will be flexible and allow my people to be sent to the cold palace, and send two quilts to my mother."

Here comes the topic.

Jiang Wumei blinked, sat up straight, raised her eyebrows and looked back.

"Princess, what's the point of this? There's no room for compromise.

The matter of deposing the empress is of grave importance. Apart from the emperor, only a few concubines are qualified to make comments. I am really powerless."

Just kidding, I must irritate Xiao Luoling today.

The sterilization drugs that Jiang Wumei had been drinking for nearly a year were enough to crush her to death. Xiao Luoling wanted to abolish her first and then live a better life, but it also depended on whether she agreed.

"Imperial Concubine, do you mean to break off relations with me?"

Xiao Luoling is not a man, so the new emperor has no reason to attack her. Her brother and mother are both gone, and she is alone in the palace. She is not afraid of Jiang Wumei, the imperial concubine.

Even though she was deeply favored by the new emperor.

Jiang Wumei smiled brightly, but her eyes were cold:

"I don't understand what the princess means.

I only know that when there is injustice, I will avenge it. I will never let anyone who has persecuted me go."

"Doesn't the Imperial Concubine think that she controls the entire palace and can do whatever she wants without being restricted?"

Xiao Luoling's face was gloomy and he stared at Jiang Wumei with unfriendly eyes.

Jiang Wumei curled her lips and smiled faintly, her tone disgusting:

"No, no, Princess, you are too kind.

I am only the Imperial Noble Consort, not the Empress. Even though I am favored by the Emperor, I dare not be too presumptuous.

However, it is hard to say when I will ascend to the throne.

I advise the princess to make preparations as soon as possible, lest you be deposed and then die without even a proper coffin."

Having said that, we have reached a dead end.

Xiao Luoling stood up suddenly, full of anger, looking at Jiang Wumei with a fake smile:

"In that case, I have nothing more to say to the Imperial Concubine. I will leave first. The Imperial Concubine, please take care of yourself."

Looking at Xiao Luoling's back as he left in anger, Jiang Wumei's smile slowly faded, and she glanced thoughtfully at several corners of the hall.

"Your Majesty, should we report this to the Emperor?"

After listening to the conversation between the two, Qingzhi felt a little worried about his own queen.

Jiang Wumei stared at the direction where Xiao Luoling left and said:

"No need, Xiao Luoling is just a useless princess who has lost her support, there is no need to worry about her.

The former dynasty has many affairs to attend to, so please don't let the emperor worry about these trivial matters in the harem."

After giving the order, Jiang Wumei's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Qingzhi:

"Now that the palace is stable, we will withdraw some of the personnel from outside Zhongcui Palace in the next few days.

To avoid the crowds and disturbances during the night shift."

"It's the lady."

Qingzhi had no doubts and immediately agreed, ready to convey the message later.

Xiao Luoling strode out of Zhongcui Palace, looked back at the magnificent palace in front of him, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

The trusted maidservant who was serving her came forward and asked in a low voice:

"Princess, what should we do now?"

Xiao Luoling closed his eyes and opened them again, a fierce and resolute look in his eyes:

“Since she won’t give in, don’t blame me for being cruel and ruthless.

Proceed with the original plan, let them act according to circumstances, and don't let anyone catch them."

"Yes, princess."

The maid took the order and left. Xiao Luoling looked at the palace intently, a cold look on his face, and turned around and strode away.

Xiao Yi is no longer around, and she is the only one who can protect her mother. Jiang Wumei is determined to be her enemy, so don't blame her for being vicious.

Today, thousands of people were buried in the snow in the north road. Xiao Tong was busy with government affairs, so he sent someone back to Zhongcui Palace to inform them that he would not be returning to the palace for dinner tonight.

After sending away the eunuch who delivered the message, Jiang Wumei leaned against the couch, her eyes falling on a palace maid in the hall, pretending to be leisurely drinking tea and eating snacks.

Qingzhi had been serving Jiang Wumei, adding tea and snacks to her. Seeing Jiang Wumei's eyes scanning the hall, she asked in confusion:

"My lady, do you think there's something wrong?

Don’t you like the pair of celadon jade vases that were just placed here today?

Do you want me to send someone to remove them and go to the storehouse to pick out a pair of jade bottles?"

Jiang Wumei shook her head:

“Don’t bother.

Since the Emperor will not be coming to Zhongcui Palace today, I will go to bed early."

After saying this, Jiang Wumei glanced at the busy maids in the hall and said to Qingzhi:

"In the next few days, the Emperor will surely stay at Zhongcui Palace every night again. Tell the Imperial Household Department to send some ambergris to fumigate the Emperor's clothes."

After Qingzhi agreed, Jiang Wumei said to the others:

"Okay, all of you go down."

"Yes, ma'am."

Several palace maids agreed softly. Before leaving the hall, one of them took out a stick of incense from her sleeve and quietly put it into the incense burner.