Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

The queen's belly swelled up like a ball, and she lay on her back on the ground, looking like a beggar who was seriously ill.

Xiong Bufan sat next to the Empress, looking at the plate that couldn't be scraped clean of any oil or rice, before slowly letting go of her. He wanted to wipe his hands on the Empress's clothes, but found that the clothes were too dirty. Xiong Bufan could only pretend to be casual and wipe his hands on the curtain over there.

This wiping had a significant impact; Xiong Bufan discovered that the Empress's palace was full of valuable and rare items. Instantly, he frantically moved things into his spatial storage like a mouse entering a rice jar.

Xiong Bufan found the phoenix crown he had been longing for on the Empress's dressing table. After gesturing to his own head, he put it into his spatial storage as well. This was all money; consider it the cost of feeding the Empress earlier and the service fee.

Having been a policeman for a few years makes a difference; Xiong Bufan even knows about service fees.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiong Bufan had emptied the entire Wutong Palace, leaving behind gilded porcelain, precious calligraphy and paintings, and gold and silver wine vessels... In the end, all that was left for the Empress were a few pots of precious peonies.

The gold and silver satisfied Xiong Bufan's mind, but his stomach was still empty. Remembering that he had instructed the two palace maids to prepare food before leaving, Xiong Bufan rubbed his rumbling stomach, glanced at Wutong Palace, and rushed out without hesitation.

The Imperial Guards stationed at Lingyue Palace felt a gust of wind, and Xiong Bufan had already rushed in.

Yueyan and Ziyu each prepared a large table of food. It wasn't that the palace maids had great power, but that Yueyan used her status as Wang Xiaolian, the princess sent for a political marriage, to intimidate others. Ziyu, on the other hand, used his own money to buy food from the imperial kitchen.

Given Wang Xiaolian's erratic behavior, if she couldn't get food, she would probably kill them all. Money can be earned back, but once life is gone, it's truly gone.

When Xiong Bufan returned, he saw that the poisoned food had been removed and replaced by two large tables of food. Nothing made Xiong happier than returning home after a busy day to enjoy a delicious meal.

When Ziyu and Yueyan saw Xiong Bufan return, they quickly knelt to the side, not even daring to raise their heads, and said, "Princess, please have your meal."

Xiong Bufan wasn't so tyrannical. He said to the two men, "You two can go down now. I'll contact you if I need anything."

"Yes."

Upon hearing Xiong Bufan's instructions, the two quickly ran out; this Princess Jieyou was truly terrifying.

Xiong Bufan sat down at the table and began to eat. Every single one of them was non-poisonous. Since they could find non-poisonous ones from the beginning, why did they have to provoke her with the poisonous ones?

After Yueyan was out of Xiong Bufan's sight, she pulled Ziyu back to the palace maids' quarters and began to interrogate Ziyu: "Whose side are you on? Are you trying to poison the princess!"

When the princess passed away, the first to suffer were the servants. Those who were lucky were sent elsewhere to do hard labor, while those who were unlucky were subjected to severe torture and then sent to marry a foreign ruler. Those who were about as lucky were forced to be buried alive with the princess. They were colleagues who worked together, so why did Ziyu want to harm her?

Yueyan was a senior palace maid, which was equivalent to an official position in Ziyu's eyes, but Ziyu was not afraid of her. "We are just serving our own masters. Sister Yueyan, you should not meddle in other people's business!"

Judging from Ziyu's tone, Yueyan knew that she had powerful backing. After careful consideration, she grabbed Ziyu's arm and asked again, "Is it the Empress or the Imperial Concubine?"

For Consort Gui, as long as she poisoned Wang Xiaolian, Wang Yuening would definitely go to marry a foreign ruler, and the Empress would lose her only daughter. This was an excellent means of revenge.

Ziyu slapped Yueyan's hand aside, "Sister Yueyan, it's best not to ask too many questions. Have you ever heard the saying, 'The more you know, the faster you die'?"

Hearing Ziyu's threatening words, Yueyan gradually loosened her grip on Ziyu's arm. Even if she knew, so what? She could neither deal with the Empress nor the Imperial Concubine. Her life was still tightly bound to Wang Xiaolian.

Now I just hope Wang Xiaolian can live a little longer. She doesn't want to die yet; she hasn't lived enough.

Ziyu patted her wrinkled sleeves and swayed away; she was going to find the Empress.

After finishing her meal, Xiong Bufan ignored everything else and went straight to bed to rest; she was exhausted from the morning's activities.

Yueyan led her people to sneak into Xiong Bufan's palace. She instructed the maids to remove all the empty tableware from the table, leaving two large tables empty. Yueyan then quietly checked Xiong Bufan's stomach and found it was still flat. She wondered where Wang Xiaolian had eaten the food.

Xiong Bufan knew someone had come in, but since there was no danger, he left it alone.

Jinniang cautiously asked Yueyan, "Sister Yueyan, the princess seems different from before."

The palace maids in Lingyue Palace were either unfortunate or spies. Yueyan gave her a cold look and said, "Is the princess's business something we can discuss? Just do your job well, or the princess will blame you."

Jinniang lowered her head and replied meekly, "Yes."

They were unlucky to be assigned to take care of this substitute princess sent for a political marriage. In her opinion, Princess Lin'an was a better place. Princess Lin'an was generous, gave high salaries, and treated servants like human beings.

Yueyan led her people out of the house and quietly closed the door. Only if Wang Xiaolian lived could she live.

After finishing their tasks, the palace servants gathered in the courtyard. Yueyan, as the head palace maid, began to give a speech, "In the palace, Princess Jieyou is our only mistress. I don't care which palace's spies you are, as long as you are in Lingyue Palace, you better behave yourselves, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

The princess has made all the arrangements. If I hear anyone spreading rumors, don't blame me for not considering our past relationship and tearing your mouths apart.

Several older nannies and eunuchs were not convinced and left before Yueyan could finish speaking.

Princess Jieyou was going to be married off sooner or later anyway. Yueyan was foolish. Instead of scolding them, she should have taken the money and information and sought refuge with a wise ruler. It didn't matter which master she was under, as long as she wasn't going to that barbarian land with the princess.

Seeing that the old nanny had left, Jinniang and the other palace maids also left. They were all palace maids, so who was more noble than whom?

Yueyan was both anxious and angry. She silently wrote down the names of all the people who left. She was very petty. Anyone who didn't give her face would never ask her for help again.

A few palace maids and eunuchs remained in the courtyard, all of them without any backing or money. Yueyan continued her admonition, "The most important thing for us servants is to make our masters feel comfortable. No matter what happens to me in the future, you must prepare meals for the princess in a timely manner." Although she found Wang Xiaolian's drastic change in temperament strange, Yueyan still found what Xiong Bufan cared about most.

The eunuchs and palace maids in the courtyard replied, "Yes, Sister Yueyan."

"Okay, everyone go about your own business."

Xiong Bufan was fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening outside.