Wen Chuyun gritted her teeth in frustration, her lips bitten so hard they showed bloodstains. Subconsciously, she raised a hand to scratch her face. Over the past two months, a small red bump had occasionally appeared on her skin. There were few of them, so she had dismissed them as symptoms of internal heat, paying them no mind.
"It’s intolerable. She’s become an Imperial Noble Consort so quickly—even faster than Imperial Noble Consort Jin back in the day! It hasn’t even been two years. If we continue to let her monopolize the Emperor, those of us in the inner court will truly never have a chance to rise!"
Wen Chuyun was burning with anxiety, pacing back and forth in the hall. With the Empress now gone, she scanned the inner court and realized there wasn't a single person she could consult for a strategy. If she were to act rashly, she had no one at her disposal. Consort Hui and Virtuous Consort were completely unreliable; the two of them frequently met with Bai Wutong to stroll through the Imperial Garden lately. As for the other concubines, their ranks were too low. The only one left who could actually hold a conversation with her was Jin Weige. Yet, every time she went to see her, Wen Chuyun would return filled with resentment, and she really didn't want to go there.
Chapter 288