AWB Chapter 212 Mo Qingkui's mind was calmer than ever before.
Chapter 212 Mo Qingkui's mind was calmer than ever before.
Mo Qingkui bit her lip tightly, all the grievances she had suffered in the past two days suddenly welling up inside her.
She raised her eyes and glared fiercely at Consort Xian, "What's it to you?"
Seeing that she was anxious, Consort Xian immediately burst out laughing.
"Of course, it has nothing to do with me." She waved the handkerchief in her hand, her face full of concern. "I'm just concerned about my sister. After all, she was always the emperor's favorite before, but after that, it's hard to say..."
"Shut up!" Mo Qingkui interrupted her angrily, her eyes immediately welling up with tears. "It's none of your business what I do with the Emperor."
On the very first day he came into this world, Gao Xian fell in love with her at first sight.
Despite everyone's objections, he bestowed upon her the title of Consort Chen, and thereafter she became his exclusive favorite.
No concubine in the harem dared to offend her.
Even the most powerful concubine, Xianfei, only dared to say a few words about her behind her back.
Mo Qingkui had never experienced such humiliation before, and she immediately lost control of her temper.
Seeing her so agitated, Consort Xian's smile deepened. "Oh dear, sister, don't be angry. I was just saying a few words. His Majesty certainly has your heart..."
"You're not allowed to say it!" Mo Qingkui's tears welled up immediately.
She glared at Consort Xian while crying, her voice filled with anger.
"Stop pretending! Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? The Emperor will never even glance at you!"
"At least I was once favored by the emperor? What about you? Did the emperor ever summon you even once? I'm afraid you'll die a virgin!"
Mo Qingkui spoke without any mercy, every word a knife.
She wasn't afraid of Gao Xian, so how could she possibly be afraid of Consort Xian?
No one in this harem can bully her!
"You, you!" Consort Xian trembled with rage, pointing her finger at Mo Qingkui, her eyes filled with fury.
The fact that the emperor disliked her was the most painful thing for her all these years.
Mo Qingkui actually said it so directly.
She's a bitch!
Enraged, Consort Xian immediately stepped forward, intending to slap Mo Qingkui.
Just now.
"The Emperor has arrived——"
The eunuch's shrill voice rang out, and Consort Xian's hand froze in mid-air.
A bright yellow figure appeared in everyone's sight.
Gao Xian's face was gloomy, and a layer of gloom hung between his brows.
Upon seeing him, Mo Qingkui's tears fell like beads from a broken string.
At that moment, the grievances in her heart doubled.
"Your Majesty!" Mo Qingkui, her eyes red-rimmed, rushed to Gao Xian, looked up at him, and said urgently, "Your Majesty, she bullied me! She—"
However, she was met with Gao Xian's cold gaze.
Mo Qingkui's words froze on her lips.
Gao Xian... why would he look at her like that...?
Gao Xian was still somewhat dazed at this moment. Hearing Mo Qingkui's accusations, he felt completely overwhelmed.
My temples are throbbing nonstop.
"What's up with her?"
Consort Xian also noticed that Gao Xian's attitude towards Mo Qingkui was different from before.
A smile flashed in her eyes, and she immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, it's nothing serious. It was just that Consort Chen and I had a little argument."
"What quarrel?" Mo Qingkui interrupted immediately, glaring at her. "You were about to hit me! Is that a quarrel? You vicious, wicked woman!"
Consort Xian sneered, "Consort Chen, that's not right of you. When did I hit you? Do you have any marks on your face? How can you accuse someone like that?"
"You are..." Mo Qingkui's words were interrupted by Gao Xian's stern voice before she could finish.
"enough."
Gao Xian spoke, his voice low and cold, "You have to bother me with such trivial matters? You must have a lot of free time!"
Mo Qingkui's face stiffened, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
She stared blankly at the Emperor, unable to believe that he would say such a thing.
Consort Xian chuckled to herself.
Mo Qingkui felt even more wronged. She held back her tears and was about to speak when Gao Xian left.
As she watched his retreating figure, her vision gradually blurred with tears.
"Your Highness, let's go back." The maid Meng'er gently tugged at her sleeve and cautiously advised.
Mo Qingkui took a deep breath, stiffly raised her hand, and tried to wipe away the tears on her face.
But the more she tried to calm down, the less she could control her emotions, and she cried even harder.
Meng'er could only keep whispering words of comfort: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, the Emperor is just..."
"What? He just doesn't love me anymore!" Mo Qingkui screamed. "He won't help me, and he even yelled at me! He wasn't like this before..."
She returned to the palace in tears, her heart filled with bitterness and grievance.
Having cried all the way, Mo Qingkui had run out of tears and could only sob silently now.
When the maids in the palace saw her return, they immediately brought out refreshments and fruit platters.
Mo Qingkui was about to reprimand him, but when her gaze fell on the fruit plate, she was immediately stunned.
"Why isn't there a honeydew melon? Where is it?" She frowned and turned to look at the palace maid serving beside her.
The melons were a tribute from the Western Regions and were very precious, but she loved them very much, so Lingyan Pavilion never stopped receiving them.
But why isn't it here today?
The young palace maid knelt down with a thud and stammered, "There was supposed to be some today, but the people in the imperial kitchen said... Consort Xian liked it, so they took it all away..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Qingkui's anger and dissatisfaction surged up instantly.
She jumped to her feet, ready to explode in anger, when suddenly all the scenes from just moments ago flashed through her mind.
Mo Qingkui felt as if she had been doused with cold water; her anger was instantly suppressed, and an unprecedented feeling arose—her mind was incredibly clear and calm.
She knew why.
She and Consort Xian were both consorts, but she was the only one favored by the emperor and always suppressed Consort Xian.
But now, she has lost the emperor's favor, while the virtuous concubine has gained the power to manage the six palaces, and the entire harem is under her control.
When Consort Xian's status surpassed hers, the people in the harem naturally began to change their allegiance based on the prevailing winds.
Mo Qingkui lowered her eyes slightly, her fingertips sinking deep into her palm.
She used to hate watching palace intrigue and family dramas, and she always looked down on her roommates when they watched them.
What's so interesting about a bunch of women fighting over one man?
But now she understands, they weren't fighting over men at all.
What they're fighting for is the resources, status, and corresponding comfortable lifestyle behind it.
At this point, who the emperor was no longer important.
At this time, the imperial harem was like a workplace, where everyone was only thinking about promotions and raises.
She used to look down on these ancient people. She had seen things they could never have imagined, all kinds of modern technology and trendy inventions.
Just mentioning any one of them would blow their minds.
But she now realizes that the world is far more complex than she imagined...
But now, she's finding it a bit too much to handle...
Without Gao Xian's favor, she was nothing in the harem.
First, the imperial kitchen embezzled funds, and then gradually, conspiracies and schemes began, creating a treacherous and unpredictable situation.
In these matters, she is absolutely no match for them, and she will be plotted against and killed by them sooner or later.
All she could rely on was Gao Xian's favor.
Thinking of this, Mo Qingkui slumped into a chair, closed her eyes, and felt a sense of powerlessness wash over her.
Watching from the side, the maid Meng'er sensed that Consort Chen seemed a little different...
Her heart pounded, and she whispered, "Your Highness, Consort Chen..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Qingkui suddenly opened her eyes, a chilling glint flashing in them.