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

The entire side hall was quiet and dark. There was not a single palace lantern, and not even a palace guard was seen.

Jiang Wantang searched the hall but didn't see any trace of Concubine Yu until she passed through the back hall. Outside the empty hall, she heard intermittent sounds of women crying and laughing, like ghosts.

It is particularly creepy in the quiet and dark night.

Jiang Wantang followed the sound and walked outside, where she found Concubine Yu squatting on the ground in the backyard, looking disheveled.

She was staring at the night sky with a dull look in her eyes, crying and laughing at the same time, and she looked more than a little crazy.

Jiang Wantang hid in the dark and observed her for a long time.

Concubine Yu always looked like this, with a dazed expression, crying and laughing all the time.

Looking at her thin and lonely figure, Jiang Wantang's eyes flashed with a complicated look.

What on earth had she gone through to make the once most favored concubine become like this?

Jiang Wantang thought that this Concubine Yu must be hiding many unknown secrets.

She had a premonition that if she wanted to overthrow Empress Dowager Qi, Concubine Yu would be the most important link.

As the saying goes, the enemy knows the enemy best, not to mention that they have been fighting in the palace for so many years.

As for why Empress Dowager Qi kept Concubine Yu?

Jiang Wantang could probably guess a little bit.

The most terrifying thing for a person is not death, but living alone in pain like a walking corpse.

Concubine Qi stood at the top of the harem, looking down at her opponent who was once far more powerful than her with the attitude of a victor, but was now trampled under her feet, living a mad and half-human life.

Isn’t this the most powerful and satisfying way of revenge?

Killing people and crying at the grave, having a snake heart and a ruthless mouth, this is what the vicious woman like Empress Dowager Qi is like.

As the night deepened, Jiang Wantang quietly left Shoukang Palace in the darkness.

As soon as she left, Concubine Yu, who had been unresponsive, suddenly stopped crying and laughing, turned around to look at the place where Jiang Wantang had just hidden, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In the pitch-black night, it was indescribably strange.

……

The next day, the east was already bright and the spring sun gradually rose, dispelling the night's haze.

Jiang Wantang picked flowers early in the morning and was busy in the small kitchen of Changle Palace for the whole morning, not allowing anyone to disturb her.

Finally, amidst everyone's eager anticipation, she brought out several plates of black "food" that looked like pastries.

Xiuzhu looked at him in amazement: "Girl, is this some new and fashionable hidden weapon you made?"

Yun Shang couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha... This is the pastry my sister asked me to teach her to make yesterday."

"As the saying goes, to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach."

Xiuzhu was suddenly stunned, his eyes almost popping out of his head in shock.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Miss, let's not talk about the fact that the palace has top-notch chefs who are responsible for the emperor's daily diet. Just look at this black thing you made. Can it catch the emperor's eye?"

As she spoke, she picked up a piece with disdain, put it on the table and knocked it, it was hard.

"Even dogs wouldn't eat this..."

Are you still hoping to capture the emperor's stomach?

As soon as they finished speaking, several people looked at the big yellow dog squatting at the kitchen door.

As if to verify something, Jiang Wantang picked up a piece and walked towards it.

The big yellow dog sniffed the air, glanced at the thing in Jiang Wantang's hand, opened its eyes wide, barked a few times, and ran away.

Although Jiang Wantang didn't understand what the big yellow dog was barking, she felt that its curses were very dirty.

Xiuzhu and Yunshang behind him burst into laughter.

Jiang Wantang looked at the plates of black pastries on the table, frowning slightly.

It just looks a little worse, the color is a little darker, and it's a little harder. Is it really as exaggerated as their smile?

Jiang Wantang ignored their ridicule and ordered someone to bring up the food boxes and put the plates of black pastries in them.

Yun Shang and Xiu Zhu, who were standing by, were so shocked that they couldn't laugh anymore.

"No way, girl, are you serious?!" Xiuzhu said in surprise.

"What else?" Jiang Wantang rolled his eyes at her. "Could it be that I'm just messing around and trying to amuse you guys?"

Yun Shang pulled her arm and tried to dissuade her: "Sister...how about we give her something else?"

"Or let me prepare it and then you can send it over."

Jiang Wantang waved her hand, picked up the lunch box and walked out the door. Xiuzhu rushed to the door to stop her.

"Girl, didn't you say that sending cakes is no different from other concubines in the harem? Why don't you send them?"

Jiang Wantang curled her lips and smiled meaningfully: "Things are different now."

"Besides, what I gave you was not cakes, but fishing bait."

After saying that, she walked out mysteriously.

Xiuzhu and Yunshang were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

Ji Wuyuan had tasted all kinds of delicacies, from mountain and sea delicacies to abalone delicacies. No matter how good or beautiful the food sent by the concubines was, he would not even look at it.

Since Ji Wuyuan won’t eat it anyway, what’s the point of doing it well? Only by being different will the fish take the bait.

Outside the Xuanzheng Hall, Wang Fuhai came out to greet them with a smile on his face.

"Jiang Jieyu, the emperor is currently handling government affairs. If you have any instructions, I will convey them to you."

Jiang Wantang handed over the food box and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is busy with government affairs. This is the flower cake I made for him. Please take it in and give it to His Majesty."

Wang Fuhai took the food box and said with a smile, "I will definitely bring it to you."

"My Lady, is there anything else you would like me to convey?"

Jiang Wantang said no and then said goodbye and left.

Wang Fuhai watched her leaving and wondered: ordinary concubines came to deliver food either to curry favor or to see the emperor, but why did Concubine Jiang seem to come just to deliver food?

Although he was confused, he did not linger any longer. He went in and placed the food box on Ji Wuyuan's desk.

Ji Wuyuan frowned at first, but when he heard that it was sent by Jiang Wantang, he opened it and took a look out of curiosity.

The result was two plates of pastries, one was black, and the other was also black...

The pastries on this plate are decorated with beautiful flower petals all around. At first glance, they look like piles of cow dung fallen into the flowers.

Ji Wuyuan's face was full of black lines, and his handsome face instantly became extremely gloomy.

Wang Fuhai was amazed. What the hell is this?

Jiang Jieyu had the nerve to give away this black ghost thing.

Today, he really has opened his eyes.

Ji Wuyuan gritted his teeth and asked coldly, "What is this?"

Wang Fuhai had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "This is the flower cake that Concubine Jiang made for you."

Ji Wuyuan sneered: "Oh, fresh flower cake?"

"Throw it out and feed it to the dogs."