Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

The next morning, Yin Yin got up and was about to go to Consort Shu's place when she was stopped by a palace maid.

"Her Majesty went to the Jiaofang Palace early this morning. If Miss Yinyin wants to see Her Majesty, she should go later."

Yinyin simply sat down again.

Although she asked a palace maid to bring her a book and pretended to read it, Yin Yin became lost in thought as she looked at it.

It seems that Consort Shu's reaction wasn't too slow. She was just reprimanded by the Emperor yesterday, and today she already knows to show herself in front of the Empress.

I wonder how many palace maids who were once favored were now discarded in Yaoguang Palace last night.

With no trustworthy palace servants around, Yin Yin didn't ask around. Instead, she stayed by herself for a while before heading to the Sixth Prince's residence.

One reason was to amuse the children, and the other was to see who in the Yaoguang Hall had been punished.

As soon as they arrived outside Yaoguang Palace, they saw a palace maid who was usually very proud sweeping snow in the courtyard.

When the palace maid saw Yinyin approaching with her entourage, she quickly moved aside, and Yinyin pretended not to have seen her face clearly.

By the time Yin Yin arrived at the Sixth Prince's place, she already knew most of the changes.

Yinyin was teasing the Sixth Prince, trying to get him to look up and turn to the side, when she heard a greeting from outside. It was Consort Shu returning.

Yinyin didn't get up to look, but one of the wet nurses secretly peeked out and whispered to Yinyin from a distance.

"This is truly terrifying. Since we came to serve her, we have never seen Consort Shu with such a dark face."

"You don't understand. When people are riding high, they're happy to talk to anyone."

"We need to be more vigilant these next few days and serve the Sixth Prince well. Unless it's something serious, we must not get close to Consort Shu, lest we incur her wrath without even knowing why."

"You're right. Anyway, when Her Majesty is in a bad mood, she won't think of the Sixth Prince."

Yinyin gently shook the rattle drum; it seemed that Consort Shu's visit to the Empress to pay her respects today had not been very pleasant.

However, Consort Shu always seemed to care a lot about the Sixth Prince, so how come, judging from what these wet nurses said, Consort Shu didn't seem to love the Sixth Prince as much as she appeared on the surface?

Yin Yin did not doubt that the wet nurses were lying.

They were so far apart and their voices were so soft that if Yin Yin hadn't possessed internal energy, she wouldn't have been able to hear what they were saying, and naturally, there was no possibility that they were putting on an act in front of Yin Yin.

The sixth prince got tired of looking up and lay down on the spot. He fell asleep in just a few breaths.

Yinyin put down the rattle drum in her hand, instructed the wet nurses to pay close attention to the Sixth Prince's condition, and came out from inside, just in time to meet the nanny who was on her way.

“Miss Yinyin,” the nanny bowed, “were you in the Sixth Prince’s room just now?”

Yinyin nodded: "Are you going to see the Sixth Prince, Granny? I played with him for a while, and he just fell asleep."

When Yinyin said this, the nanny stopped in her tracks: "Originally, we were thinking that since Consort Shu had just returned, if the Sixth Prince were awake, we would carry him over to let the Consort see him. But since the Sixth Prince is resting now, it's better not to move him."

After saying that, the old woman glanced at the palace maid following behind Yin Yin and asked, "Didn't His Majesty send anyone to fetch Miss Yin Yin today?"

Seeing the palace maid nod, the old nanny's face showed a hint of worry. She instructed the palace maid to take good care of Yin Yin and then went to find Consort Shu.

Yin Yin didn't understand. It was just that she didn't go to Xuan Shi Hall, so why did this old woman treat it like the sky had fallen?

It would be strange if she, a young girl, who wasn't a high-ranking official in the imperial court, went to the Xuan Shi Hall to report for duty every day.

Fortunately, when Yin Yin went to Consort Shu's place for lunch, Consort Shu did not mention the matter.

Although she was still not in a good mood, Consort Shu still kept Yin Yin to play pitch-pot with her.

Time passed slowly, and it was almost time for the emperor to choose his consorts. Consort Shu's absent-mindedness became more and more obvious. Several times she subconsciously looked at the door when she heard footsteps, so much so that she failed to get into the pitch-pot game, which she was originally sure of.

After more than half an hour had passed and no one from the emperor's side had come to inform her, Consort Shu's mood plummeted, and she lost all interest in playing with Yin Yin.

Seeing this, the nanny stepped forward and asked as if coaxing a child, "Is there anything Your Highness would like to eat? I'll have someone tell the kitchen right away, okay?"

"No need, I don't have anything I'd like to eat."

Consort Shu's thoughts were written all over her face, just like a child throwing a tantrum because she couldn't get candy.

Consort Shu wanted to see the Emperor, but whether the Emperor would come or not was not something a mere nanny could control. So, at this moment, the nanny could only awkwardly send someone out to inquire.

"Yinyin," Consort Shu suddenly called out to her.

Yinyin turned her head to look and heard Consort Shu say, "How about we cook together tomorrow, aunt and niece, to make a bowl of soup for His Majesty?"

Not really.

After silently finishing her thought, Yin Yin asked aloud, "Auntie, are you a good cook?"

“What does this have to do with cooking skills?” Consort Shu said. “The ingredients for making soup are all prepared by the imperial chefs. We just need to do our own cooking, and it will definitely taste delicious.”

"Oh, I see," Yin Yin said, looking conflicted. "I remember that making soup is really difficult, does Auntie have to watch over it the whole time?"

Consort Shu was silent for a moment before replying, "Why don't you just put the ingredients into the jar yourself?"

Yinyin stared at Consort Shu for a long time without saying a word.

Consort Shu turned her face away, and thankfully did not mention the soup again.

After all, the soup-making she talked about and the soup-making Yin Yin talked about were two different things.

Although all the concubines in the palace do this, and the emperor is well aware of it, what if Yin Yin accidentally blurts it out in front of the emperor? That would be the end of it.

When Consort Shu calmed down, Yin Yin also lost interest in playing the arrow-throwing game. But if she didn't play, she would have to talk to Consort Shu again.

After comparing the two, Yin Yin turned around and played her own pitch-pot game.

Consort Shu went to the inner room to rest, but the Emperor appeared quietly at some point.

Seeing that Yinyin was concentrating on the arrow-throwing game and had just successfully thrown the arrow into the pot, he also took a token from the side, threw it casually, and hit the target.

Yin Yin then seemed to notice the emperor's presence and exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty, you are amazing!"

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty is here?" Consort Shu came out from the inner room, slipping on her shoes.

She had just been lounging on her pillow for a while, taking off a few hairpins and ornaments. Her hair was loosely combed and slightly disheveled. When she saw the emperor, her eyes filled with affection: "Your Majesty, you have arrived."

In Yin Yin's opinion, Consort Shu looked even better at this moment than when she was usually impeccably dressed.

And clearly, the emperor felt the same way, which is why he treated her with exceptional leniency today.

Although Yin Yin felt that it was possible that Consort Shu had listened to advice and gone to the Empress's place.

Yinyin glanced at it a few times, then turned away and continued playing with her own things.

As long as the two of them have a normal relationship, she can handle her grandparents' questions when she gets back. Who cares if they really like each other or if it's just a temporary leniency?