The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

By then, Princess Rong Le would be the first meritorious official for the new emperor's succession to the throne. Compared with being just a marginal imperial aunt in the political group centered on Princess Yu Yi, this was more to Princess Rong Le's liking.

Moreover...it is well known that Prince Yi Yang and Prince Gong are in poor health. They will not live long. Although the Princess is pregnant with a child, the country is in doubt with a young ruler and the young emperor ascending the throne. How many people can have a good ending?

Once the empress and empress died, the other heirs were all executed, and Prince Yiyang ascended the throne. Princess Rongle could wait for his child to be born and then kill the regnal again, first using the young emperor to succeed the throne as an interim measure, and then...

An ominous autumn wind blew in Princess Rongle’s mansion.

Sitting in the study, she repeatedly pondered the steps of her plan - the plan went so smoothly, far beyond Princess Rong Le's expectations: "I thought that besieging the emperor and empress would be the most difficult step, but who knew that the emperor would fall ill at this time. Is it really God who is helping me, or..."

She forced out the foul air that had gathered in her chest and shook her head, "Forget it, forget it. I've already done it. No matter what the result is, in this prosperous dynasty, there has never been a princess who can make such a big fuss like me. How many more will there be in the future?"

"Whether it's success or failure, whether it's good or bad reputation, it doesn't matter."

"I finally did what I always wanted to do, gave it my all, without holding back, and that's enough."

Princess Rong Le laughed foolishly a few times, stood up, spread her hands, turned around lightly, and walked out of the study.

Outside the door, Qin Ruying, dressed in men's clothes, stood in the corridor with his hands behind his back, looking at her coldly.

Princess Rong Le stopped her dreamlike dance and walked towards Qin Ruying: "My husband, we are about to ascend to the throne together. Are you happy?"

She pinched her throat, stretched out the tune carefully, biting the most gentle and bumpy syllables, as if she were reading or singing, like a ghost in a play, not a person in front of her: "My dear wife, we are going to the palace of hell together, are you afraid?"

She happily turned her long sleeves into the shape of a flower and began to dance: "We are good lovers who share the same aspirations. Whether it is the Emperor's Palace or Yama's Palace of Hell, of course we must go together and never return together!"

"Even I can see that we've reached a dead end. Are you - so happy?" Qin Ruying slapped away the hand that Princess Rong Le extended.

She was always looking forward to the day when the other party would be completely defeated, even if that time really came, she would lose her life as well.

Qin Ruying's blood family members were her deeply hated enemies, and the old people who had helped her in the past also grew old and died one by one with the passage of time.

Princess Rong Le has fewer and fewer things she can use to control her.

"Of course I am happy. After all, who is that little idiot who thought that he could overthrow me by cooperating with the Red Sun Cult?" Princess Rong Le didn't care about Qin Ruying's indifference. "You are so innocent, cute and easy to deceive. You have been by my side for so many years, and you still kept the little girl who made me fall in love with you at first sight."

Qin Ruying snorted, turned his head away and refused to look at her again.

Qin Ruying took the initiative to introduce the Hongyang Sect into the palace with the intention of using it to push Princess Rong Le to make mistakes, be punished, or even die.

But just as Princess Rong Le said, when it comes to boldness, cruelty and shamelessness, even though Qin Ruying had been tied to her side for many years, he still hadn't been able to learn it from her.

The Hongyang Sect, which had originally cooperated with her, decisively gave up on her. Princess Rong Le also used this matter to tease her from time to time, which made Qin Ruying angry and her desire to survive faded.

"Then let's die together!" Qin Ruying threw away his sleeves and uttered these cruel words as if he was issuing a declaration of war.

Princess Rong Le stood there, unable to help but laugh: "My little prince consort is so cute."

"Your Highness, will the princess consort do something unwise because of the resentment in her heart..." The chief official of the princess's mansion, who had been hiding in the dark and had become accustomed to his superiors' "couple" going crazy, stepped forward and asked.

"Maybe, but so what?" Princess Rong Le smiled contemptuously, "No matter how much she hates me, it doesn't matter. She can't leave me anymore."

She twisted her hands into the shape of an orchid and sang softly, "My dearest, my love, let us sleep together in life and be buried together in death~~"

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Dark clouds.

Densely covering the sky above Prince Gong’s residence.

As always.

The frail Prince Gong was wrapped in a thick fur coat and slumped in a wheelchair.

Standing behind and pushing his wheelchair was a tall maid with smooth black hair. She was slightly bent, with her soft black hair hanging down on both sides and a small red lotus painted on her smooth forehead. Her respectful posture and long hair made it impossible to see her face clearly, but one could tell at the first moment that she must be a rare beauty.

Prince Jing originally came to discuss the next plan with Prince Gong, but he couldn't help but be distracted a little and looked at the maid a few more times.

After finishing the discussion, Prince Gong teased, "Why is my cousin so absent-minded today? Is it because I didn't entertain him well?"

Prince Jing laughed and said, "I just feel that there are so many talented people in the prince's mansion that I can't take my eyes off them."

His eyes were fixed on the maid, and the maid shyly turned away and raised her hand to cover most of her face.

Prince Gong glanced at the maid, then looked at Prince Jing, his eyes full of teasing: "If it was any other maid, it would be fine to give it to my cousin, but this one is the one that I love the most, I'm sorry."

"How could I be the kind of person who would steal someone's love? Your Highness is worrying too much." Prince Jing said that it was getting late, so he stood up and said goodbye.

After everyone left, Prince Gong looked at the empty seat and suddenly asked, "Do you think he is thinking, how can a sickly Prince Gong have such a beautiful wife?"

"Prince Gong won't live long anyway. Once this sickly fellow dies, I'll take you into my possession?"

Xie Yi, who was dressed as a maid, raised her head and said with a smile, "It's just a thought, Brother Apeng, Tan Nu guarantees that he will die before you."