My elder sister is so noble, this time it's my turn to strike back

No. This is definitely not the ending I want.

Wan Rongyue secretly swore in her heart that she would walk out of this cold palace, stand at the pinnacle of power, and make everyone worship her and bow down to her!

Qingye secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Queen finally saw the reality and stopped pursuing these empty and illusory things.

After thinking for a moment, Qingye changed the subject: "Your Majesty, this is the medicine that Miss Qiu Ning just sent over. I tested it and the temperature is just right. Please drink it."

Wan Rongyue no longer hesitated, and immediately picked up the bowl and drank the entire bowl of dark medicinal juice.

Only when you are in good health can you cope with everything that comes next, right?

Finally, she instructed Qingye, "Find a chance to tell Yueya that I want to see Qiu Ning."

Since this woman specially gave her this book, it was definitely not a coincidence. She must have known her identity.

It just so happens that I need a helper to leave this cold palace.

The next day, Qiu Ning came to the Ye Ting Palace again with the painting of the Sixth Prince Xiao Yuzhi.

Seeing Qiu Ning coming, Wan Rongyue first expressed her gratitude solemnly, saying that this was a timely help, and if she had the opportunity to leave this cold palace, she would definitely repay Qiu Ning.

Qiu Ning quickly noticed the change in the Imperial Concubine's attitude from Wan Rongyue's words, and tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. There are too many beauties and withered bones in this palace, and Qiu Ning does not want such a beauty as Your Majesty to be lost in this cold palace.

Besides, Qiu Ning did this to secure a better future for himself."

This is equivalent to surrendering to Wan Rongyue.

Upon hearing this, Wan Rongyue blinked her autumn-water eyes and asked, "Oh? Aren't you worried that your enthusiasm will be misplaced? In the end, it will all be in vain.

You can see that I am now trapped in this cold palace, unable to even eat a hot meal, and I have to rely on you for support."

Qiu Ning raised her head, staring intently at Wan Rongyue, and spoke word by word, "I believe where there's a will, there's a way. Your Majesty was once a noble concubine, just one step away from becoming the mother of the country. You certainly wouldn't be willing to be annihilated. Now, you're just one step behind, lying dormant here."

After a pause, Qiu Ning continued, "What's more, you gave birth to the Sixth Prince. They say that mother and child are connected by heart. I believe that Your Majesty would not want the Sixth Prince to end up being raised by Concubine Liang."

Although Wan Rongyue's expression was relatively calm after hearing the first sentence, her expression suddenly changed when she heard the last sentence, and her eyes became sharp in an instant.

"What did you say? He really wants to give his son to Concubine Liang to raise?"

Wan Rongyue was extremely furious at this moment.

Your Majesty knows that Concubine Liang is the Queen's person. By doing this, are you really going to give up even the last bit of attachment and affection for her?

When he thought of this, the hesitation and confusion Wan Rongyue had experienced in the past year seemed like a joke.

She had been waiting for the emperor to change his mind, because she believed that the emperor knew her character and was definitely not the kind of fickle woman.

The affair that night at the palace banquet was arranged by the Queen. She was framed.

So for the past year, she forced herself not to inquire about the outside news, not to think about it. It seemed that only in this way could she continue to deceive herself, and the emperor had to use this method to protect her and quell the outside rumors.

But she didn't expect that she would have to wait for a whole year, and now she learned that the emperor wanted to give her son to Concubine Liang to raise. How could she sit still?

After a moment of anxiety, Wan Rongyue forced herself to calm down quickly. She adjusted her breathing and asked Qiu Ning again.

"Tell me everything you know about the Sixth Prince."

Seeing this, Qiu Ning knew that the imperial concubine's fighting spirit had been completely aroused and the first step of the plan had been completed.

The next thing to do is to add some firewood.

She reached into her sleeve and pulled out a sheaf of rice paper. "This morning, I happened to run into the Sixth Prince outside Yongping Lane. I had the pleasure of speaking to him. He said you were not feeling well and were recovering, and we would be able to see each other soon. This is what the Sixth Prince wanted to say to you. It's all here."

Qiu Ning did not directly complain to Wan Rongyue, saying that the Crown Prince and his group had been bullying the Sixth Prince for a long time. Instead, he gave the choice to the Sixth Prince.

For a six-year-old child, this way of expression might be more subtle, but for Wan Rongyue, nothing is more intense than the direct feeling of seeing her own child being bullied with her own eyes.

Yes, Qiu Ning wanted Wan Rongyue to see it with her own eyes, so that the desire in her heart could be completely awakened.

She was looking forward to seeing how far Wan Rongyue, after turning evil, would go to protect her children.

After all, if the Queen and her party are not eliminated, my father and brothers will never be able to escape from slavery and return to the capital.

After Qiu Ning handed the drawing paper to Wan Rongyue, he tactfully retreated.

Wan Rongyue found a seat by the window and sat down, then began to carefully flip through the drawing paper.

Due to time constraints, Xiao Yuzhi didn't draw many pictures, only about ten or so, and his painting skills were somewhat immature and rough, but Wan Rongyue could tell at a glance that they were indeed the work of her son.

The first one depicts a luxurious palace. Outside, there is a child who looks like a boy standing at the door, looking inside. Two palace servants are walking towards him from a distance, trying to take the boy away.

Qingye happened to be standing nearby. After seeing the content of the painting, he couldn't help but comment, "This must be because His Highness learned that the Empress was in the Pepper Palace and wanted to come in to visit you, but was stopped by the palace servants nearby."

Wan Rongyue also nodded. "That's right. When that scandal happened, His Majesty announced to the public that I had a sudden serious illness and needed to be bedridden. So Zhier must have thought I was still living in the Pepper Palace."

Turning to the second picture, it shows a scene of several half-grown children in the study.

The third and even the fourth pictures onwards were all about daily study and life, and the content was normal. But when he saw the seventh picture, Wan Rongyue's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at the drawing paper in front of him without blinking.

There was a painting of an oversized dragon bed with gauze hanging around it. On the bed, there were two bodies, a man and a woman, entangled together. Perhaps because Xiao Yuzhi had such a deep impression, he even drew out the expressions on the characters' faces and the features of their facial contours.

Especially the furious expression on the emperor's face and the aggrieved and ashamed state of the woman hiding in the quilt, as if they were close-ups.

A broken teacup lay on the ground not far away, along with a young boy kneeling on the ground, admitting his mistake.

"Empress, this is..." Qingye covered his mouth in shock, his eyes wide open, staring at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

What on earth did the Sixth Prince go through? It seemed that he disturbed His Majesty's good thing, and then he was hit on the head by a teacup and was severely punished.

"Your Majesty, someone must have framed the Sixth Prince. He is so young. How could he easily break into the Emperor's bedroom without anyone leading him?" Qingye couldn't help but analyze.

Wan Rongyue said nothing. She tried her best to control her trembling hands and suppress the anger that was gushing out of her chest. She turned another page.