Concubine Shu turned her eyes and looked out of the car: "In this palace, even if Concubine Jia and Concubine Yu join forces, they may not be the opponent. In this harem, the only one who can win the imperial concubine is Concubine Ling."

Shu Fei curled her lips and said, "You see, a person who is about to be in charge of the central palace and a member of the government, and now he is in a squad, so he should be more happy."

Cheng Jue's eyes lit up: "One of them has the position of queen and the other has the favor of the emperor. The more fierce the two of them fight, the more they lose both sides, the better things will be for us."

The position of queen and the favor of the emperor were originally what their master wanted. If Nara and Concubine Ling could fight to the death and suffer both defeats, their master would at least have the same one; or even have both.

If so, their master is the biggest winner in this harem.

Shu Fei's eyes lightened up: "Anyway, they have been fighting for so many years since Empress Xiaoxian when she was. They must have no intention of stopping, so let's just ask them to continue fighting."

Cheng Jue and Ruhuan looked at each other, and both nodded with a smile: "The master is wise."

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After returning to the palace all the way, Wanxi also felt that something seemed to be happening in the previous dynasty, otherwise the emperor would not have returned to Beijing in a hurry a month in advance.

But as a harem, she dared not ask.

It was not until he returned to the palace that he heard that Da Jinchuan handed over Zhan's chieftain, who had been burned to death before Zhan's battle, and the emperor gave Zhan's death to the lord Qingfu, the emperor was killed. Wanxi's heart fell to the ground.

It was just that the battle between Zhantong and the follow-up of the Battle of Dajinchuan in those years.

Unexpectedly, just in October, the court heard a heart-wrenching news: The emperor once again accepted Fu Qing as the chief rank, returned to the snowy land, and became the minister in Tibet!

It’s only half a year since Yuhu left the palace to get married!

After Wanxi received the news, she couldn't sleep well for several nights and wanted to find someone to contact Jiu Ye and ask about the situation there. However, since Yuhu left Yongshou Palace, she had no old people from the Fu family at hand, so it was always inconvenient to contact Jiu Fu Jin.

After all, Wanxi was still worried about the jade pot. After thinking for two days, she decided to ask Shu Fei to help Ti.

After all, Shu Fei was the sister of Jiufujin. It was convenient for Shu Fei to find a reason to invite Jiufujin into the palace.

When Shu Fei heard Ming Wanxi's intention, she smiled: "What do I think is this? It's worth being Ling. You say the word 'please' to me. Concubine Ling quickly take it back, I'll do it for you."

Wanxi's heart fell to the ground. Even for the sake of Jiuye and Jiufujin, she was closer to Shufei.

When Wanxi said goodbye, Concubine Shu personally sent her out of Yikun Gate and took Concubine Ling's hand and said, "By the way, there is a happy event, I just happened to tell you: My little sister is happy again. It's just a month ago, and she didn't want to tell anyone, so she only told me. I was happy in my heart, so I didn't care about her instructions. I told you to know first, and I'll be happy together."

Wanxi was slightly stunned, then smiled: "Is that so? That's really a great thing! This time, the Nine Concubine Jin entered the palace, I want to congratulate her!"

Wanxi thought about it and couldn't help but worry: "Then is it hard for her to ask Jiufujin to enter the palace now?"

Shu Fei laughed: "She is not her first child, and she hasn't shown her pregnancy yet, so it's okay."

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Wanxi held Yuye's hand and walked back.
Chapter completed!