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Xiao Ting might not understand the affairs of the imperial harem, but she had seen many dramas in her previous life, so how could she not understand the secret history of the imperial family?

The Xiao family did not have any backing, so the Emperor was willing to favor the Imperial Consort Xiao and even the Empress was willing to give her some face.

If the Xiao family insisted on going with the Third Prince, then they had other intentions.

Or was it the Emperor's orders?

"If you know anything, then just spout nonsense." Xiao Ya saw that everyone was silent and said that without a thought.

This time, the madame raised her head and glared at her. She shrank back and dared not say another word.

The Imperial Consort Xiao stood up and looked at Xiao Ting with praise. Then, she sighed and said: "Flowers are bright, and no man can live a happy life. In this harem, there is an even greater need for honor and grace.

"Forget it, Mother. You can all go back now. Let Ting'er accompany me here for a while."

Imperial Consort Xiao rubbed her forehead, the palace maids at the side immediately walked up and supported her to the rear hall.

With the madame leading the way, everyone stood up to pay their respects before leaving.

Before they left, the few ladies all looked at Xiao Ting with envious eyes, while the old lady had a complicated expression on her face.

Xiao Ting accepted their gazes one by one, and replied with a few arrogant emojis.

Entering the back hall of the Imperial Consort Xiao, the majesty and grandeur of the people made Xiao Ting exclaim in admiration. A person like her who had never seen the world, she could not imagine that the people in the royal family would be so extravagant to such an extent.

The floor of the chamber was made of white jade. It was unknown what kind of jade it was, but it felt warm and comfortable when one stepped on it.

The pillar that supported the skies was a incomparably smooth stone pillar that was engraved with a lifelike image of a pair of wings flying in the air.

Zither, chess, painting, and painting were all in different directions. There was even a stage on it. There was truly no logic in the world.

No, she had to change her dog kennel when she got back.

Xiao Ting walked in a circle and praised them a few times, making the Imperial Consort Xiao laugh while covering her mouth.

"Imperial Concubine, did you ask Ting'er to stay and tell you what's fun outside the palace?"

The imperial concubine waved her hand, allowing the palace maids to leave. Then, she waved her hand towards Xiao Ting, gesturing for him to come over.

"You are already married, yet you still only know how to play." Imperial Consort Xiao tapped her forehead and laughed involuntarily.

Xiao Ting sat down on the low stool in front of the soft couch, leaned against the imperial concubine's leg, and looked up at her as she spoke with curled lips.

"Isn't that what aunt wants me to marry? Ting'er didn't even want to get married at the beginning, how great would it be to be alone and free. "

Xiao Ting used the tone of the original owner to speak to imperial concubine. Although she was happy in her heart, on the surface, she showed a very innocent expression.

"Don't spout nonsense. Although the Ninth Prince isn't considered a good match, it's more than enough for you."

Xiao Ting curled her lips, it was clear that in everyone's eyes, marrying Ninth Prince was considered marrying someone that was above them.

But that was also the case.

"Yes, yes, yes. Aunt is right."

Seeing that Xiao Ting was indifferent, Imperial Consort Xiao asked.

"How are you getting along with Ninth Prince?"

"It's pretty good!" Xiao Ting waved her hand nonchalantly, her face full of joy.

Seeing this, Imperial Consort Xiao opened her mouth, but no words came out.

She already knew that Xiao Ting and the Ninth Prince were not in the same room.

He thought that he should give her some pointers, but seeing the satisfied smile on her niece's face, Imperial Consort Xiao thought that it was better to forget it. She was still young, let's talk about it in two years.

By the way, let's see if Ninth Prince's body is as unbearable as it is said to be. If he is still like that two years later, she can think of a way then.

Seeing that the Imperial Consort Xiao seemed like she wanted to say something, but stopped in her tracks, as if she had something to say to the Imperial Consort Xiao, Xiao Ting thought for a while.

"Imperial Concubine, this Ting'er wants to ask you a question?"

"Ask away!" Every time Imperial Consort Xiao saw her like this, she would blink her eyes like a fairy and she would feel really good.

Xiao Ting organized her words in her heart, but she was still unable to think of what to say after a long while. In the end, she could only ask like a fool: "Why didn't Aunt give birth to a cousin for Ting'er?"

Hearing that, Imperial Consort Xiao's face suddenly darkened, as if she had thought of something. His expression became somewhat sinister, and then, it slowly calmed down.

Her phoenix eyes were actually filled with mist.

"Aunt, did Ting'er say the wrong thing?" Xiao Ting asked carefully.

At this moment, Imperial Consort Xiao was no longer that woman who crowned as the harem.

She sighed, her eyes filled with an indescribable sorrow.

"It is fated that I will never have a child!"

The emotions of being tangled, sad, painful, strong, hateful, loving, and changing in an instant.

In the end, Xiao Ting said this.

She was a little confused, "Ting'er doesn't understand what you mean? Can you tell Ting'er? "

Xiao Ting could tell that the Imperial Consort Xiao was truly concerned about her.