[Scheming Emperor × Cunning Beauty]
Rong Huining transmigrated into a book and became an obscure, unloved concubine in the Great Yan Dynasty.
Hidden away in the depths of the palace, without the emperor’s favor she would simply die unnoticed in some corner. No one would even remember that a Concubine Rong had ever lived in the imperial harem.
To survive, Rong Huining was poisoned from the start, and immediately joined the fight!
She fought her legitimate elder sister, fought the Noble Consort... and even fought the emperor!
After weathering half a lifetime of turmoil, Rong Huining finally became the emperor’s most favored consort, second only to one and above all others, The Outcast!
[Little Scene]:
The new year arrived. The young ladies selected for the palace were lined up in two rows behind the Matron. A few of the bolder ones glanced this way and that.
At the front stood a pretty, refined young lady from an illustrious family. Making conversation with the instructing matron, she asked curiously, “Matron, I’ve heard that Consort Yuan’s residence, Qianyuan Palace, was bestowed on her personally by His Majesty, and that it’s extravagantly furnished, with rare treasures flowing in like water. You’ve served in the palace for many years. Have you ever seen Qianyuan Palace?”
The instructing matron froze. A wave of emotion surged within her, impossible to suppress.
A glimpse of that day suddenly came back to her.
It was a spring day, with the sun shining warmly. She had gone with the other attendants to Qianyuan Palace to deliver the newly arrived Shu brocade for Consort Yuan to choose from.
At the time, Consort Yuan had yet to become the immensely favored Noble Consort Yuan.
Consort Yuan was known throughout the palace as its kindest mistress. Whenever she bestowed rewards, everyone would compete to take on work in her household.
Consort Yuan’s voice was so lovely. The matron hadn’t dared to raise her head, and had held the tray while waiting for the consort to make her selection.
Just as she was about to leave, she turned back as if in a daze and stole a glance.
The emperor looked at the consort with such tender affection that it was not even the sort of love a ruler ought to show.
