The Return of the King: A Generation of Prodigies

Looking at the vulnerable enemy in front of her, Shen Tianjiao's eyes were full of contempt.

"What? Feng Baolin doesn't even want a chance to defend himself?"

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. I was just bewildered and talking nonsense. Your Majesty, please be magnanimous and don't be angry and hold it against me." Feng Baolin came to his senses and quickly knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Sir, please be magnanimous. Don't be angry and hold it against you." Shen Tianjiao sneered, "But I have never been a magnanimous person, so I can't be magnanimous and not hold it against you."

Feng Baolin, who was lying on the ground, trembled involuntarily. For some reason, she felt that the empress in front of her seemed different from the previous one.

"You have always relied on your sister, the Imperial Concubine, to act tyrannically and recklessly in the palace. Yesterday, I ordered Imperial Concubine Feng to stay in her own palace and reflect on her mistakes. Today, I am here to set some rules for you."

Shen Tianjiao stared at Feng Baolin with a cold, emotionless look. "It would be pitiful if you were sent to the cold palace at such a young age. Since you are Concubine Feng's sister, then just like your sister, go back to your Country Garden and reflect on your mistakes."

"However, before you return to Country Garden to reflect on your mistakes, I would like to kneel here for two hours so that all the concubines in the harem can see and serve as a warning to them, lest they follow in your footsteps."

As soon as Shen Tianjiao finished speaking, a slightly harsh voice was heard.

"Isn't it a bad idea for the Empress to treat the concubines so casually?"

Shen Tianjiao frowned slightly. This voice and the owner of the voice caused her extreme discomfort.

Without even turning or raising her head, she retorted, "Why, as the Empress, the mother of the nation, and the head of the harem, do I need someone's consent to punish an unruly concubine?"

The person who came was also a close friend of Feng Yuanyuan, Concubine Jia Song Jing, the daughter of the Minister of Rites.

If Shen Tianjiao just looked down on Feng Baolin, then she was disgusted with this Jiapin.

Although Song Jing was the daughter of the Minister of Rites, she was an uneducated, brainless, and incredibly low-EQ fool, who spent her days showing off. She had survived to this day thanks to her somewhat capable father and Feng Yuanyuan's connections.

As Feng Yuanyuan's strongest lackey, she often helped Feng Yuanyuan do bad things and made things difficult for Shen Tianjiao in both open and covert ways.

Originally, Shen Tianjiao wanted to wait until she had finished the things at hand before coming to settle the score with her, but since she was so stubborn that she rushed to send herself here, Shen Tianjiao had no reason to be polite to her and naturally had to deal with her together.

"Your Highness, what you said is true. Although you are the master of the harem, we are all the emperor's concubines. If you treat us so casually, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of our sisters? If the emperor knew about it, I'm afraid he wouldn't ignore it."

Song Jing looked at Shen Tianjiao with an arrogant face, and did not take Shen Tianjiao seriously at all. She usually followed Feng Yuanyuan to bully Shen Tianjiao, and did not even think about the fact that her big backer, Concubine Feng, was confined to her palace by Shen Tianjiao and could not leave.

"Hmph!" Shen Tianjiao sneered, "Why, Jiapin is going to teach me how to behave?"

"Don't even mention that I'm only punishing a concubine who made a mistake today. Even if I give her a three-foot white silk and kill her, no one would dare to say anything in front of me."

"As for the Emperor, hmph! I'm sure the Emperor wouldn't say much even if he knew. If you, Jiapin, are still dissatisfied, you can go to the Emperor and report me for abusing my power for personal gain."

"However, I'm afraid the Emperor doesn't have the patience or the desire to listen to the words of a concubine who has not been favored and has not been in the emperor's bed for three years since entering the palace."

"You..." Song Jing, whose shortcomings were exposed, blushed and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Since Jiapin and Feng Baolin have a deep sisterly bond, then you should kneel with Feng Baolin. After kneeling for two hours, follow Feng Baolin to her Country Garden to reflect on your mistakes."

As soon as Shen Tianjiao finished speaking, two maids rushed out from the side, grabbed Song Jing's arms and forced her to kneel down.

"How dare you...um, um," Before Song Jing could finish her words, one of the maids took out a handkerchief from her bosom and stuffed it into her mouth, blocking her voice.

Shen Tianjiao flicked the non-existent dust off her clothes, turned around and left with Chunchao's help. She had done what she should do, and the rest depended on what others should do.