Concubine Rong bowed respectfully to send off Tianmiao. After Tianmiao's figure disappeared, she turned her head to look at Noble Qing, sneering coldly: "Someone, slap her!"
The Chief Palace Maid beside Concubine Rong stepped forward, giving Noble Qing a dozen or so slaps in quick succession, leaving her dizzy and her face swelling instantly.
"Kneel here for an hour. Reflect well on what should be said and what should not be said." Concubine Rong looked down at Noble Qing, her voice cold.
Noble Qing held her own face, her head lowered, her eyes filled with malice. That bitch! One day, she would rise higher than her, and she would repay today's humiliation tenfold, a hundredfold!
...
The Emperor began to spend nights with various concubines. This was also his right and duty.
That day, after the morning assembly, the Emperor hurried to Tianmiao's place, with a worried expression, he told Tianmiao something.
