The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Everyone present nodded in fear.

Jiang Wantang said coldly, "Come here, take him away and slap him!"

At this time, Wang Fuhai, who was following behind Ji Wuyuan, was simply dumbfounded.

Is this still the beautiful and delicate imperial concubine? !

This is too domineering...

Ji Wuyuan raised his thick eyebrows slightly, the smile on the corners of his lips deepened, and then he turned and left.

Watching Ji Wuyuan's departing figure, Wang Fuhai hurriedly followed him and said in disbelief, "Your Majesty, this... this... the Imperial Concubine..."

"You really don't care?"

Ji Wuyuan smiled and said nonchalantly, "It's rare for the Imperial Concubine to discipline them, so why should I?"

"Besides, the harem will belong to her sooner or later. She can do whatever she wants."

"Even if they were all killed, they deserved it."

"Watch closely, I don't want to hear any rumors that are unfavorable to the concubine..."

Wang Fuhai took a deep breath and dared not speak.

Having said that, what else is there to say?

Soon, the Zhaohua Palace was filled with the sound of slaps, wailing, cries of pain, and pleas for mercy from the concubines...

The cheeks of the punished concubines soon became red and swollen, blood oozed from the corners of their mouths, tears streamed down their faces in pain, and their eyes were filled with unconcealable resentment and anger.

They didn't dare to provoke Jiang Wantang again, so they blamed all the shame and resentment on Zhao Shujia, who was safe and sound.

Inside the hall, Jiang Wantang sat on a chair beside him, watching the scene in front of him with cold eyes and expressionless face.

She punished everyone except Zhao Shujia, and she did it on purpose.

Divert trouble to others and sow discord.

Killing them would not bring any benefits to Jiang Wantang. Not only would she make enemies, but she would also be branded as someone who was spoiled and killed innocent people.

Since Zhao Shujia doesn't want her to have an easy life, then she naturally won't let her have an easy life either.

Zhao Shujia knew very well what Jiang Wantang was up to. Her expression became increasingly grim, and the handkerchief in her hand had already been twisted into pieces.

Jiang Wantang easily tore through this layer of discord and destroyed the reputation that she cared about most.

Why does she, a country girl, act so superior in front of me?

Just because of that face?

Bloodshot eyes spread across Zhao Shujia's face. She suddenly chuckled and spoke slowly, "Jiang Wantang, do you really think His Majesty favors you?"

"What he loves is your face that looks like an old friend."

Jiang Wantang frowned, looked at her coldly, and said nothing.

The smile on Zhao Shujia's face deepened, and her eyes showed a hint of pride, but also a hint of viciousness.

She gently stroked her hair and continued slowly, "Do you know why the Imperial Garden is planted with only various kinds of peonies?"

Jiang Wantang hated being kept in suspense the most, so he said coldly, "Just say what you want to say."

Zhao Shujia smiled at Jiang Wantang, her eyes taunting, and spoke each word with pause, "Because... the White Moonlight that resides in His Majesty's heart likes peonies."

"And you are just a fake of her."

"A substitute, that's all."

After saying that, Zhao Shujia carefully observed the changes in Jiang Wantang's expression, but she didn't see any sadness, discomfort, or pain on her face as she wished.

The latter's face remained calm and without any ripples.

Zhao Shujia's face twisted for a moment, and she said in a rather excited tone, "Why, you don't believe what I said?"

"Your Majesty's beloved is Nangong Liuli, once the most beautiful woman in the capital, and also my best friend."

"Do you know why His Majesty gave you the title 'Jade'?"

Jiang Wantang remained silent, and Zhao Shujia continued, "Because... Liuli means beautiful jade."

She snorted coldly and said, "Everything I said is true. If you don't believe it, send someone to investigate and you will know."

"I know." Jiang Wantang said calmly.

What Zhao Shujia thought was her trump card was like a punch hitting cotton.

The more indifferent Jiang Wantang looked, the angrier and more furious she became.

Zhao Shujia felt that Jiang Wantang was just pretending and trying to show off in front of her.

She suddenly smiled with the corners of her lips curved, her smile was sharp and vicious: "Jiang Wantang, stop pretending..."

"Nangong Liuli will be back soon, did you know?"

"Your Majesty didn't tell you?"

"Hmph, don't be too proud. After all, you are just her substitute. When the real owner comes back, will His Majesty still favor you, a substitute?"

"Hahaha……"

After saying this, she covered her mouth and giggled, her body shaking. Her pretty face looked eerie and terrifying because of her viciousness.

Jiang Wantang's expression turned visibly colder.

It's not for any other reason, but because Zhao Shujia keeps saying the word "substitute", which is really irritating.

Especially after she knew about Concubine Yu's past, she couldn't stand to hear the word "substitute".

Anyone who wants to be this lousy substitute can do it, but she won’t do it.

Jiang Wantang gritted his teeth and strode out with a cold face.

Walking out of the hall, Jiang Wantang could still hear her overly harsh laughter.

The first thing Jiang Wantang did after leaving Zhaohua Palace was to go to the Imperial Garden, light a fire, and burn all the peonies in the Imperial Garden.

Not only the imperial garden, Jiang Wantang ordered that all the peonies in the entire harem be removed.

Wang Fuhai saw flames rising from the direction of the Imperial Garden and was anxious to take people to put out the fire, but he learned that the arsonist was the Imperial Concubine.

His heart choked, he covered his chest, and looked at the messy imperial garden under the firelight, feeling extremely heartbroken.

Those are precious flowers and plants that His Majesty ordered people to collect from all over the place, especially those peonies, each one is priceless...

Did the imperial concubine go crazy when she woke up?

Just after killing someone, he set fire again...

After staying in the palace for so many years, he has never seen a concubine more mischievous than Jiang Wantang.

So Wang Fuhai hurried to the imperial study and reported: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...Your Majesty, something bad has happened..."

Ji Wuyuan, who was handling government affairs, suddenly had a gloomy face. He looked up at Wang Fuhai with a stern gaze and said in a cold voice, "What's wrong? Are you so irritable?"

Not only the Imperial Garden, Jiang Wantang ordered that all the peonies in the entire harem be removed.

Wang Fuhai gasped and said, "Ah... Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine... She set fire to the Imperial Garden..."

Ji Wuyuan frowned and asked with concern, "Is the imperial concubine okay?"

Wang Fuhai shook his head and said, "The Imperial Concubine is fine, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Wuyuan said, "Send someone to protect the imperial concubine and don't let her hurt herself."

Wang Fuhai said: "Your Majesty..."

Just as he opened his mouth, Ji Wuyuan said, "By the way, go ask the imperial concubine what kind of flowers and plants she likes, and have the imperial gardeners replant them."

Wang Fuhai was shocked and said helplessly: "The Imperial Concubine said she wanted to plant chrysanthemums..."