Mei Siyu looked at the bustling scene and couldn’t help but feel envious. Which woman wouldn’t want a grand wedding? But she had come here to become someone’s concubine, never even thinking about a wedding ceremony. How sad! She would rather not have this wealth and glory, only hoping to live the most ordinary life! Living a life of loving only her partner, not immortals! Her eyes grew moist, and accompanied by Xiao Rou, she stretched and headed towards the Yang Feng Palace. “Miss, aren’t you going to the Empress Dowager’s palace?”
“Oh, yes. I almost forgot,” Mei Siyu said softly. She truly didn’t want to go to the Empress Dowager again, but it seemed she had no choice unless she left this place someday and wouldn’t have to listen to that old-fashioned woman.
“Then let’s go again,” Mei Siyu said helplessly.
In the Feng Xian Palace!
“Yu’er pays respects to the Empress Dowager, wishing you good fortune,” Mei Siyu bowed and said softly.
“Hmm, sit,” the Empress Dowager said coldly, already irritated by this seductive woman who had caused her nephew’s death and implicated her maternal family’s power.
“Oh, who do we have here? It’s Mei Fei,” the De Fei said unkindly. Looking at her made her feel stifled. Why did the Emperor favor her so much? He would flee like seeing a fierce beast when encountering her. She had been in the palace for two years but was less favored than this young girl who had been here for less than half a year. How could this not make her indignant!
“Sister, come sit here,” Ji Yueqing said gently.
“Mm,” Mei Siyu responded.
“Today, taking advantage of the Emperor’s joyous occasion, I’ve called everyone here for two matters. First, regarding the Emperor’s recent appointment of an empress, I absolutely forbid it. Second, no one is allowed to monopolize favor. Those who violate this will be severely punished. Is everyone clear?” the Empress Dowager looked pointedly at Mei Siyu and said sternly.
“Wan’er understands…” the concubines said in unison. Only Mei Siyu was lost in thought and did not respond.
