Chapter 332: I Have Only One Sister

Ning Daying's eyes were full of fury, and the thoughts in the heart were blurted out all at once.

"Slap!"

A slap suddenly landed on Ning Daying's face.

Bai Li flicked her hand and warned in a low voice, "Don't think that just because your surname is Ning I won't dare to move against you."

"You are a demon consort!" Ning Daying covered her face, unyielding, "My Ning family, each member is loyal and virtuous, we have no parasites like you."

"You are downright shameful!"

Bai Li's gaze turned hostile, and she raised her hand to strike again.

But this slap did not land this time.

Looking up, she saw that Hui Guifei, who had at some point set aside her needlework, was firmly holding her wrist.

"You dare to move her, try it!" Hui Guifei said, standing beside her.

Even though her lower abdomen was swollen high, the aura in her eyes remained terrifying.

She was someone who had truly fought on a battlefield; her gaze was filled with a chilling killing intent.

Just a single look already made Bai Li instinctively shrink back.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Bai Li still refused to back down.

She only sneered, "Sister, you would fight me over an outsider?"

"Could it be, Sister Consort, that you have forgotten I am the sister linked by blood to you!"

"Sister?" Hui Guifei's gaze was icy, "On the Ning family's Genealogy, there is no name of your Bai family."

"Even father refuses to acknowledge you; what face do you have to claim you are a child of the Ning family?"

Hui Guifei's tone was harsh and merciless, and she tightened her grip on Ning Daying's hand, "I have only one sister in this life, and that is Ning'er."

She raised her hand and pointed at the Gongmen, "Now, get out for me."

She turned her head, not even wanting to give her an extra glance.

It seemed that even an extra look would feel filthy.

Bai Li waited with a vicious glare at Hui Guifei and Ning Daying, fists clenched tightly, her eyes brimming with uncontainable hatred.

The people of Kunning Palace were watching.

But that was Hui Guifei!

When it came to matters concerning her, even the Emperor would truly rebuke her and place her under house arrest.

If it hadn't been for meeting Nan Zhu, who devised strategies and provided so many schemes, she might still be in that cold Changchun Palace now.

Since returning from Jingxin An, Bai Li repeatedly delivered letters to the Duke of Ning, but there was not the slightest response.

The timing wasn't right, Bai Li gritted her teeth hard and forced herself to swallow the breath.

Finally she looked at Wan Tang: "The Empress would indulge them in bullying the meritorious officials like this?"

Wan Tang lowered her eyes and adjusted her cuff, "If Concubine Li does not wish to leave with dignity, this palace does not mind helping you with dignity."

"Fine! Very fine!"

Bai Li, enraged, laughed bitterly, "You deep‑palace resentful women, all you ever do is scheme and plot."

"Only I am willing to ease the Emperor's worries and solve his difficulties."

"By acting and speaking like this, aren't you afraid of the Emperor's punishment?"

Wan Tang said lightly, "The Emperor's heart is like a bright mirror, he will judge on his own."

"Heh, laughable," Bai Li sneered repeatedly, "Now in the court, everything is praise for me."

"Moreover, you Empress have become nothing but a poisonous woman who only knows how to blame the heavens, harbor jealousy and exclude others."

"Who knows how tomorrow's court, the Emperor and the ministers will evaluate you, the incompetent Empress?"

Wan Tang truly found it laughable.

She said lightly, "Concubine Li, what do you think the Golden Throne Hall is?"

"Unless it concerns the Imperial Heir, a woman is just that, how could she become a topic on the Grand Hall?"

"Unless..." Wan Tang's mouth curled, eyes full of sarcasm, "Bao Si reborn, Daji the enchantress, can also incite the ministers to fury."

"You!" Bai Li, even if foolish, could not fail to understand the meaning of those words.

Alas, she had repeatedly been at a loss before Wan Tang, and knew this person was not easy to bully.

She clenched her teeth hard, brushed her sleeve aside and turned, "We'll see! Let's see who can laugh till the end!"

Ning Daying watched her departing figure, still fuming, shouted, "You were a demon consort to begin with, what are you still so proud of?!"

"Silence!" Hui Guifei hissed.

Between the words was only worry: "Your temperament, perhaps this palace has been too indulgent to you."

"Do you even know what the current situation is?"

"Do you think this palace can protect you for how long?"

Ning Daying's eyes suddenly reddened.

Sister has never been willing to speak harshly about her.

Pouting, feeling aggrieved, she whispered, "Isn't she just the Emperor's favorite? What's so great about it?"

"Relying on the Emperor's favor, you think you can do as you please."

"Fool!" Hui Guifei, angry, barked low, her brows and eyes full of worry, "The current situation is no place for love affairs."

"You don't understand at all."

Wan Tang, hearing this from the side, had already expected it.

Indeed, now the palace's situation is clear, and the court's reaction is also surprising.

She is, after all, Hui Guifei!

How could you not think of one or two?

"Fine, it's getting late, let's go back!" Imperial Concubine Hui pulled Ning Daying to leave.

As she left, she turned back and gave Wan Tang a glance.

She took a deep breath and whispered, "I don't care what you're doing, but remember this."

"You and I, advance and retreat together."

Wan Tang felt a warmth in her heart, steadied Imperial Concubine Hui, and, standing by her side, said firmly, "Sister, don't worry."

"You and I are one."

A few palace lanterns were extinguished.

After a night of turmoil, Wan Tang only wanted to get a good sleep.

Just after freshening up and about to retire, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

Even though it was still a scorching summer day, Chu Yunzheng entered Kunning Palace wrapped in a chill.

Wan Tang forced herself to stay alert, masking the fatigue in her brows.

She hurried forward to greet, "Emperor, today you said you were going to Changchun Palace, weren't you?"

"What brings you here…"

"What? In this Imperial harem, if I want to go somewhere, must I still seek the Empress's approval?" Chu Yunzheng's words were filled with hostility.

Wan Tang forced a smile, "Naturally not, Subject, I am merely surprised."

"You don't know why the Emperor rushed here late at night, what matter is it?"

"You don't know?" Chu Yunzheng sneered.

"Is it that I, the Emperor, am unaware that the Empress now even dares to unilaterally suppress the promotion of Imperial Concubines?"

He stood there with his arms crossed, his tone mocking, "Or perhaps, having sat on the Empress's throne for so long, you have forgotten who the true master is?"

Wan Tang's movements paused slightly at his words, and she found it amusing.

From the start, Wan Tang should have known exactly what kind of person Chu Yunzheng was.

To tell the truth, at times Wan Tang deeply felt that she and Chu Yunzheng were of the same kind.

The once pitiful creature, having found something she desired in her heart, fell step by step into the whirlpool of power for that thing.

Until she was completely lost herself.

They were supposed to be two people redeeming each other, yet between them, from the very beginning, it was wrong.

Wan Tang suppressed the cold laugh in her heart and slowly said, "Emperor, do you still remember that you once said all matters of the Six Palaces were to be decided by Subject?"

"Back then, it was also the Emperor who protected Subject, even the Emperor himself taught Subject how to arrange a chessboard."

"Now, aren't the things Subject does all directly instructed by the Emperor face to face?"