The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

Jing Anle knew this was a good opportunity. The Empress Dowager's return to the palace would inevitably interfere in the inner palace. If she could get Consort Li on her side, it would definitely be beneficial for her revenge in the future.

“The Empress Dowager is the head of the harem, so Consort Chen is naturally different from others. Although Your Highness now has a prince, you are ultimately weak and powerless.” Jing Anle raised her head, her eyes sparkling.

Consort Li's hand, which was gripping the handkerchief, tightened at first, then slowly relaxed. "Does the princess mean that I should cooperate with others?"

In fact, Consort Li had thought about it, but she was worried that the favor would be divided. Besides, there were many beauties in the harem, each with their own thoughts. So, who should she choose?

"Your Majesty is wise. Putting aside the fact that Your Majesty is pregnant and unable to serve the Emperor, after the prince is born, Your Majesty will be even more exhausted, both physically and mentally, and will be unable to attend to everything. The Empress Dowager is still vigorous in her old age; isn't everything just a matter of a word from her?"

Consort Li had hesitated for a moment, but Jing Anle's words struck a chord with her. She composed herself and said, "I understand."

When Mu Ping came in, Consort Li had already left, leaving only Jing Anle leisurely enjoying her tea.

"What does the princess mean by this?"

Mu Ping must have overheard Jing Anle and Consort Li's conversation.

"Do you think I'm doing this for no reason?" Jing Anle put down her teacup and gently straightened her sleeves.

Mu Ping paused for a moment, then remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Whether in the inner palace or the outer court, everyone thinks that the Empress Dowager and His Majesty have a good relationship, but the truth is that the son is filial but the mother is not kind!" Jing Anle's voice suddenly turned cold, filled with anger.

“Princess…” Mu Ping quickly spoke up, seemingly wanting to stop her. After looking around and confirming that no one was around, she lowered her voice and said, “Princess, be careful, walls have ears.”

In fact, these words were contrary to moral principles and could even be considered rebellious, but Mu Ping only gave a low reminder, afraid of being overheard, and did not think that Jing Anle's words were wrong.

Jing Anle snorted coldly, then looked at Mu Ping and softened her tone, saying, "Mu Ping, I feel sorry for my father."

In his previous life, Emperor Jing treated the Empress Dowager with utmost respect, but she took it all for granted and even betrayed him in the end. Such a vicious woman must be exposed to her father as soon as possible.

"Although I am a princess, I still need some helpers in the harem to keep me in check."

Mu Ping paused, "But if Consort Li had other helpers, why would she be willing to help us?"

Jing Anle smiled and said, "Human hearts have always been unpredictable, but people always plan ahead. She's not stupid, and she can definitely distinguish between the advantages and disadvantages."

"Moreover, in the harem, there is only one person who can be used by her at the moment."

Mu Ping raised her head, met Jing Anle's gaze, and said, "Consort Lin!"

Jing Anle smiled gently and said, "That's right."

If these two cooperate, they will naturally become pawns to check and balance the Empress Dowager in the future.

"Then may I ask, Your Highness, what if the two of them escape our control?" Although Mu Ping understood Jing Anle's meaning, what if Consort Li and Consort Lin joined forces and made the situation uncontrollable?

"Mu Ping," Jing Anle called softly.

“Human hearts are the most unpredictable thing. Consort Li will naturally be focused on her child in the future and will not take risks easily. As for Consort Lin…” Jing Anle paused and continued, “I trust her.”

……

Prince Qing's Mansion.

"Princess, Princess, be careful!"

Inside the room came Can'er's shouts. As soon as she finished speaking, a white porcelain vase fell straight to the ground with a crisp sound, scattering shards all over the floor. Can'er dodged the shards discreetly, not daring to be too conspicuous.

Jing Rou threw the vase, but still felt that her resentment had not been vented. She then buried her face in her hands on the table and began to sob softly.

"The county master..."

Can'er glanced at her, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes. Although she was an inside agent, she also felt that this Princess Rou was indeed difficult to serve.

She had just told Jing Rou the news that Murong Peifeng's right hand was crippled. Jing Rou was initially incredulous, then started throwing and smashing things around the house, and now she was crying sadly.

"The Princess Consort has arrived!"

At the sound of a loud shout from outside, Can'er hurriedly said, "Princess, the Princess Consort has arrived."

Jing Rou didn't move at first, but then slowly got up, her face already streaked with tears.

"Princess, it's probably not appropriate for you to see the Princess Consort like this. Let me help you wipe yourself first." Just as she finished speaking, Princess Consort Qing walked in.

Seeing Jingrou crying with tears streaming down her face, and considering what was being said in the capital that day, Princess Qing immediately understood the situation.

"Mother..." Jing Rou called softly, her brows furrowed and her nose red, looking pitiful.

She thought Princess Qing would comfort her, but instead, Princess Qing slapped Jing Rou across the face.

“Mother…” The slap stunned Jing Rou, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be held back and fell straight down.

She didn't understand why her mother was like this.

Princess Qing's eyes were filled with disappointment. She said to the maids behind her, "All of you, get out of here. Don't reveal a single word about what happened today, or you'll all lose your worthless lives!"

"Yes." The maids quickly withdrew, afraid of getting into trouble.

Princess Qing seemed to be furious with Jing Rou. The air was so cold that you could hear her panting. Her eyes were fixed on Jing Rou. "I've heard about Prince Murong's matter."

Jing Rou swallowed hard, her eyes brimming with tears, filled with grievance.

"Rou'er, you have disappointed your mother too much."

Jing Rou paused, her hand covering her cheek, and looked at Princess Qing in disbelief.

"Previously, your mother asked you what you would do if something happened to Prince Murong. Do you remember what you said?"

Faced with Princess Qing's questioning, Jing Rou seemed to be awakened and nodded woodenly, "Daughter remembers."

"Since you remember, then why are you crying and sobbing today!"

"Daughter, daughter just... just..."

But what could it be? Jing Rou hesitated for a long time, unable to come up with a clear answer. Could it be her feelings for Murong Peifeng, or that she loved Murong Peifeng?

Seeing Jing Rou like this, Princess Qing's anger flared even more. "You are a royal princess, and now you are heartbroken over a crippled man. You are so weak. You are nothing like my daughter."

"I ask you, since you are in such distress, I will have your father arrange for you to marry him, so that you can live with a cripple, confined to the Marquis's mansion, and ridiculed by everyone in the capital. Are you willing to do that?"

Princess Qing's words were like stray bullets, silencing Jing Rou.

"Tell me, are you willing?"

Jing Rou was forced back step by step by Princess Qing, "I...I..."

“From now on, you will be with a cripple day and night, watching Jing Anle be high above you, and you will be trampled under her feet for the rest of your life. If you are willing, your mother will never force you again.”

The name Jing Anle struck Jing Rou like a thunderbolt, shattering her hesitation. She cried out, "No, I don't want to!"

Jing Rou collapsed to the ground, crying out, "I don't want to. I don't want to be just a Marquis's wife. I want the highest power. I want to trample Jing Anle under my feet."

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Princess Qing took a deep breath, squatted down and hugged Jing Rou, "This is the true Princess Rou of the Qing Prince's Mansion, my good daughter."