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Chapter 1370 She Just Can’t Stand Seeing Me Do Well

Concubine Zhuang changed the subject slightly, looking towards the direction of Yikun Palace, and said in a meaningful voice: "I am just worried... There are so many sisters in the harem, and not everyone can understand the principle of considering the overall situation."

"I'm afraid some people are short-sighted and, staring at the mere spectacle before them, harbor resentment in their hearts. This would be a betrayal of Your Majesty's painstaking efforts and disturb the tranquility of the harem."

Xiao Caizi is certainly not stupid since he can serve Concubine Zhuang.

He was stunned at first, then suddenly realized what was going on. He blinked and immediately continued what Concubine Zhuang had said: "Your Majesty is right. It is I who am stupid."

"If we talk about someone who is easily upset... with Concubine Dun's temperament, she's probably the first one."

"She's always... uh, arrogant. Last time, she even wanted to challenge the Imperial Noble Consort. If she knew the enthronement ceremony would be combined and the regulations simplified, I'm afraid... I'm afraid she would throw a tantrum..."

Xiao Caizi spoke implicitly, but his meaning was clear.

Concubine Dun's unwillingness to lag behind others was no secret in the palace.

Concubine Zhuang withdrew her gaze with satisfaction and returned it to the Buddhist beads in her hand. The speed of twisting them returned to its usual steady pace, and her tone became even more compassionate and generous.

"Alas, I also hope that the sisters in the harem can be of one mind and live in harmony. Don't let these empty formalities and superficial reputations create discord and only cause His Majesty to worry."

"If that's the case, even if it's a little simpler, what's the big deal?"

Little Caizi nodded repeatedly and flattered: "Your Majesty is virtuous and considerate of the overall situation. She is truly a role model for the six palaces!"

Concubine Zhuang said no more, but a hint of calculation flashed quietly in the depths of her lowered eyes.

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Concubine Dun originally planned to go to the Imperial Garden to relax and get rid of some of the frustration caused by the merger of the enthronement ceremony, but unexpectedly, when passing by a path, she vaguely heard two young eunuchs who were sweeping the floor and whispering behind the rockery.

"...Have you heard? Originally, the enthronement ceremonies for the empresses were all to be grand and spectacular. But that person from Yongshou Palace...felt it was too ostentatious and worried that it would steal her spotlight, so she whispered something in Your Majesty's ear, and that's why it was changed to what it is now..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Are you trying to kill yourself?!"

"But... there's some truth to that. The Imperial Concubine is currently enjoying the Emperor's favor, so naturally she wouldn't be happy to see others enjoying such glory..."

Their words were intermittent and pierced into the most sensitive and fragile part of Concubine Dun's heart.

Her steps suddenly stopped, her beautiful face instantly became so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it, and her nails hidden in her sleeves dug into her palms fiercely!

She and the Imperial Concubine became enemies at Mulan Paddock, and after returning to the palace, they fought each other many times, both openly and secretly.

Last time, she had finally found an opportunity to show her face in front of His Majesty and share the favor of the Imperial Noble Consort. In the end, she failed miserably and ended up making His Majesty even more displeased with her.

She had been holding this anger in her heart and had no place to vent it.

Now that the enthronement ceremony had been merged and simplified, Concubine Dun was already feeling humiliated and pent up with anger, unable to vent it. Hearing such a reasonable rumor, how could she hold it back?

In an instant, new and old hatreds surged in her chest!

Imperial Concubine! She was the one behind this!

This narrow-minded bitch!

Once you have climbed to a high position, you can't stand others doing well and you have to step on their faces to feel happy!

Concubine Dun suppressed the urge to explode on the spot, her face ashen, and she hurried back to Yiku Palace.

As soon as she stepped into the palace, the forced calmness on her face collapsed.

Concubine Dun suddenly waved her sleeves and swept an official kiln porcelain vase on the high table next to her to the ground!

"Wow--"

There was a crisp sound, and porcelain pieces flew everywhere.

"Imperial Concubine! You are such a vicious woman! You are going too far!"

Concubine Dun's chest heaved violently, and her voice was filled with extreme anger.

Xiao Tianzi looked at Concubine Dun's ferocious expression and fell to his knees in fear: "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down! Please take care of yourself!"

He mustered up his courage and cautiously advised, "My Lady, please don't listen to the gossip of those villains!"

"I have inquired, and the order to combine the enthronement ceremonies and keep everything simple was issued by His Majesty himself. He said it was out of sympathy for the war on the border and the financial difficulties faced by the national treasury."

"Everyone in the palace openly said that this was His Majesty's intention. I think... I think it has nothing to do with the Imperial Concubine!"

Under normal circumstances, if Concubine Dun had calmed down, she might have been able to figure out the key.

Even if the Imperial Noble Consort is favored, she cannot easily influence the matters decided by His Majesty, let alone such a major matter that concerns the order of the harem.

But at this moment, Concubine Dedun was so overwhelmed by anger and resentment that she would not listen to any persuasion.

"It has nothing to do with it?"

Concubine Dun turned around abruptly, her beautiful eyes red as she stared at Xiao Tianzi: "Xiao Tianzi, are you speaking for that bitch?!"

"Everyone in the harem knows that His Majesty now obeys her every word! Even if it was His Majesty who initiated this matter, could she not have been behind it?"

"Isn't it clear to me what kind of person the Imperial Concubine is? She pretends to be generous and virtuous on the surface, but inwardly she is narrow-minded and petty!"

"She just can't stand me getting ahead, and she can't stand anyone getting ahead! She just wants to keep everyone under her feet!"

The more Concubine Dun spoke, the angrier she became, her voice becoming increasingly harsh: "The Imperial Concubine wants to dominate the scene? Bah! I want to see how long she can hold on to her pride!"

Xiao Tianzi was so frightened by Concubine Dun's harsh words that he was speechless. Cold sweat dripped down his face. He dared not say a word of advice and could only kowtow repeatedly: "Your Majesty, please calm down! It was my fault for speaking out of turn. I deserve to die!"

Concubine Dun was breathing heavily, looking at Xiao Tianzi who was kneeling on the ground and trembling. She had no place to vent her anger, and it finally turned into a hateful sneer.

The Third Prince, who was held in the arms of his wet nurse, trembled violently.

He was usually ignorant of his surroundings, but he was most sensitive to Concubine Dun's emotional changes.

The Third Prince's mouth pursed in fear, and a weak cry suddenly rang out. It was not as loud as that of an ordinary child, but instead contained a kind of frightened sobbing, which was particularly heartbreaking to hear.

His crying was like a basin of cold water, pouring over Concubine Dun's boiling anger.

She suddenly stopped talking, a ferocious look frozen on her face.

"A Jing..."

The anger on Concubine Dun's face faded, replaced by a complex emotion of regret, heartache and unwillingness.

She rushed to the wet nurse and held the third prince in her arms.

"Ajing, don't cry, don't cry. It's mother's fault. Mother scared Ajing..."

Concubine Dun patted the Third Prince's thin back, her voice soft and gentle, completely different from before.

The Third Prince felt the familiar embrace and Concubine Dun’s slower tone, and his sobbing gradually subsided.

He buried his little face in the crook of her neck, his hands tightly clutching her clothes, obviously still frightened.