The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

An hour later, Abi stumbled out and told Jingrou the imperial decree.

"Princess, it's time." She carefully helped Jingrou up.

Jing Rou helped Abi to her feet with difficulty. She rubbed her sore knees and cursed inwardly: "That bitch Jing Anle, how dare she embarrass me in front of the palace servants."

Just as Jingrou was about to leave, Abi hesitated and said, "The princess has decreed that Princess Rou must leave the palace on foot." Abi lowered her head even further, afraid of incurring the princess's wrath. The Princess Rou before her seemed noble, generous, and understanding, but Abi knew very well what kind of person she was behind the scenes.

Jing Rou gritted her teeth in anger. Just then, she caught a glimpse of someone entering through the main gate and immediately said respectfully, "This subject obeys the decree."

The person who came was none other than Consort Yu Qianxue, the current imperial concubine. The empress had passed away early, but Emperor Jing had never established a new empress, and the imperial concubine had always managed the harem.

Yu Qianxue is in her thirties and is extremely well-maintained. Her skin is as smooth as jade and delicate as if it could be broken with a touch. Her phoenix eyes are full of charm. She has a son, Jing Fengyu, who is deeply loved by her.

Jing Rou and the palace maids quickly bowed and greeted the Imperial Concubine.

Fearing that the palace servants would disturb Jing Anle's rest, she did not announce her arrival and saw the scene just now as soon as she entered the room.

"Is Princess Rou here to see the princess too?" Yu Qianxue asked.

"Your Highness, Imperial Concubine." Jing Rou had only uttered a few words when tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall but not actually falling, making her look extremely pitiful.

Abi, seeing the wind blowing, told the truth.

"I was too concerned about the princess's health, and that's why I lost my composure." Jing Rou couldn't help but wipe away her tears.

Both are seasoned foxes, but Jing Rou's petty tricks are no match for the Imperial Concubine. Over the years, she has spoiled Jing Anle, intending to pamper her and turn her into a useless child, so that her own child can appear exceptionally outstanding.

Jing Rou was, after all, the daughter of Prince Qing, a member of the imperial family, so it wouldn't be appropriate to treat her too casually. So Yu Qianxue took Jing Rou's hand and said, "Good child, the princess probably hasn't recovered yet. You should go back first, I'll go see her."

Yu Qianxue ordered her servants to bring a sedan chair: "Send the princess out of the palace."

Jing Rou quickly expressed her gratitude, but still hesitated and said, "This humble woman thanks the Noble Consort, but the princess has given an order, and this humble woman dares not disobey."

Yu Qianxue maintained her smile, inwardly cursing, "He's ungrateful." But she couldn't afford to offend Prince Qing, so she continued, "Don't worry, I will explain. The sun is scorching, so don't hurt yourself."

Jing Rou then pretended to agree, after all, she didn't really want to leave the palace on her own.

After Jing Rou left, Yu Qianxue stared at the gate of Yongle Palace, wondering why Jing Anle, who was usually so domineering, was so quick-witted this time.

Inside Yongfu Palace.

Jing Anle, who had just woken up, was unaware of what was happening outside. As soon as she got up and sat down, she heard Afang announce, "The Imperial Concubine has arrived."

Her Yongfu Palace is really bustling; this is the third wave of visitors today.

"Is the princess feeling any better?" A clear voice rang out, and looking up, one could see Consort Yu.

Jing Anle was sitting comfortably on the dressing stool and made no attempt to rise and bow.

In her past life, she regarded Consort Yu as her own mother, and was close to her in everything. Although her birth mother died early, she thought she was the happiest person in the world. But now she realized that this was called "praise to death".

Afang coughed lightly, "Please don't be offended, Your Highness. The princess has had a bit of a drink and is a little confused."

Consort Yu smiled faintly, "It's alright. The princess is of noble birth and cannot afford any mishaps. Let me see where she has choked." After saying that, she reached out to touch Jing Anle's head.

Jing Anle turned her head away and dodged: "Who are you?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, everyone present was shocked. What had happened to the princess? Afang quickly sent someone to fetch the imperial physician.

This caught Consort Yu off guard; she had originally intended to make an example of Jingrou's kneeling punishment.

After the imperial physician finished his diagnosis, he reported to the Imperial Concubine: "The princess suffered from a head injury, which caused partial amnesia. She can only recover slowly."

Consort Yu narrowed her eyes. She had a feeling that things weren't so simple, but she just couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"This matter cannot be delayed, Imperial Physician, please treat the symptoms immediately. I must go and report to His Majesty." Consort Yu spoke with the air of a loving mother.

Looking at Consort Yu before her, Jing Anle felt a surge of resentment when she thought of her past life.

However, she is currently powerless and vulnerable, possessing only her father's favor and the empty title of princess. She has no say in court affairs and must plan ahead.

"Anle, you should rest well first. We can talk about other things another day." After saying that, he instructed Afang, "Take good care of the princess." Then he left in a hurry.

Jing Anle sat silently, seemingly lost in thought.

That evening, Emperor Jing visited Jing Anle again, feeling even more distressed. Consort Gui feigned concern, saying, "Our poor princess has suffered so much."

Consort Yu watched as precious tonics were delivered to Yongfu Palace in a continuous stream, and she felt a pang of jealousy. She had never seen His Majesty treat any woman with such tenderness. Consort Yu was filled with resentment, but on the surface she could only pretend to be considerate and attentive.

After a few days of rest and recuperation.

After breakfast, Abi presented her favorite red princess dress as usual, and said with great interest, "Princess, many flowers in the Royal Garden are in bloom. The weather is also nice today, why don't you go for a stroll and enjoy the flowers?"

Jing Rou told her to use whatever method she had to trick Jing Anle into going to the Imperial Garden. Abi had no choice but to comply, thinking that Jing Anle had calmed down and was still as easy to fool as before.

The moment Jing Anle saw the bright red, she was reminded of the blood at the palace gate in her previous life. Jing Anle raised her hand and slapped Abi across the face: "Do I have to listen to your orders when I do something?"

The slap was exceptionally forceful; Abi's cheek went numb from the blow, and she quickly knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "This servant dares not, please forgive me, Princess."

The palace servants were terrified, especially Afang, because before yesterday, the princess doted on Abi, and although the princess was delicate, she would only occasionally throw a tantrum and would never hit anyone.

Jing Anle kicked Abi to the ground, her tone icy, "From now on, no red is allowed in Yongfu Palace. Go to the disciplinary room and receive your punishment for ten days."

The torture chamber was extremely harsh; a perfectly healthy person would come out with few intact skin, making it the place most feared by palace servants.

Ignoring the pain, Abi kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, "This servant knows her mistake, please have mercy, Your Highness."

Jing Anle squatted down and pinched Abi's chin hard. Suddenly she laughed and lightly scratched Abi's cheek with her nails. Abi was so frightened that she trembled. She felt that the princess in front of her was very scary and completely different from the Jing Anle she knew.

Jing Anle suddenly laughed and said lightly, "If you say another word, I'll add another day." After saying that, she pushed Abi to the ground.

That bitch deserves to die. If she weren't still useful, Jing Anle would have torn her to pieces long ago.

He then instructed Afang, "Afang, bring me a set of plain clothes."

Afang quickly came in from outside the door, observing the princess's expression as she went to get her clothes.

After changing her clothes, Jing Anle looked at herself in the mirror, somewhat dazed. She realized how beautiful she looked in light colors; her waist was slender, her shoulders delicate, her smile charming, her气质 ethereal, simple yet refined. In her past life, she had been draped in a pile of brightly colored clothes—what a waste!

"Afang, is it beautiful?" Jing Anle asked, touching her cheek.

"Beautiful, no one is more beautiful than the princess," Afang said sincerely. But she felt that the princess seemed to have changed. She used to be so radiant, but now there was a faint sadness in her eyes. But no matter what, she would serve the princess well and make her smile again.

"Afang, let's go to the Imperial Garden," Jing Anle instructed.

"Is Your Highness going to admire the flowers? It's windy in the Imperial Garden, and you're not fully recovered yet. Perhaps you should go another day," Afang said with some concern.

In her past life, it was the same. Abi urged her to go flower viewing, but only Afang stayed by her side, caring for her. However, she found Afang too nagging. Later, when Afang tried to persuade her, she neglected her and ended up dying a tragic death.

"Ah Fang, this time I will protect you completely," Jing Anle vowed in his heart.

Jing Anle laughed and said, "Afang, it's alright, I'm fully recovered. Besides, I still have to go set up the stage; how can there be a good show if I don't go?"

"The stage?" Afang felt that the princess's personality had changed, and she couldn't even understand what she was saying, so she had no choice but to help Jing Anle head towards the Imperial Garden.