Transmigrated Canon Fodder, Please Calm Down! Chapter 453

The turmoil surrounding General Tang’s death had subsided for over half a year, and Tang Guo’s palace had once again become lively.

Among those who frequented the palace, Concubine Meng and a few other high-ranking concubines visited most often, nearly every day.

Since that day, Concubine Meng had shown an infinite fondness for Tang Guo, making the other concubines suspect that Tang Guo had given her some special favor.

Seeing Tang Guo in good spirits, Concubine Meng felt much relieved.

“I heard the An family father and son have been dispatched to the border to pacify the tribes,” Concubine Meng said casually. “Sister Imperial Concubine, do you still remember Noble Lady An?”

Tang Guo took a sip of tea and smiled. “I remember her. She’s that particularly low-key one who rarely left the palace to socialize. Her looks are delicate, her clothing plain, but the embroidery on it was anything but ordinary, right?”

“Sister Imperial Concubine has such a good memory,” Concubine Meng said in surprise. “That embroidery was actually done by Noble Lady An herself. They say she figured it out on her own.”

Tang Guo smiled without commenting. When it came to embroidery, An Ningxiang indeed had remarkable talent. The reason was simple—her mother had been an exceptional embroiderer, and An Ningxiang’s talent surpassed even hers.

Any embroidery technique—give her two or three days, and she was bound to figure it out.

But she had always been low-key, so her reputation had never spread.

[Host, are you interested in An Ningxiang?], the system faintly sensed something.

Tang Guo shook her head. “Not interested. She’s just a woman deeply entangled in imperial love affairs. I have no interest in her. I simply find her existence rather pitiful.”

[Pitiful?]

“When I arrived, the truth was bound to come out eventually. The day Xuanyuan Mo learns the truth will be the day she meets her tragic end. Don’t you think that’s pitiful?”

This world was likely the only one where the original host’s end was tragic, and the female protagonist hadn’t intervened.

As for this An Ningxiang… well.

Her mother became Lord An’s concubine due to her embroidery skills. Intelligent and observant, she had taught An Ningxiang diligently from a young age. Especially knowing her daughter would enter the palace, she had given her meticulous training for months.

Someone who could sit quietly and embroider for half a day was certainly a patient person.

Even now, knowing the truth, An Ningxiang had never provoked Tang Guo but stayed quietly in the golden cage Xuanyuan Mo had built for her, allowing herself to be hidden away.

Her intelligence, patience, and a bit of cunning were evident.

If she succeeded, she could advance; if she failed, she could retreat without bringing trouble upon herself. One had to admit, she was clever.

With Xuanyuan Mo shielding her, she had no need to overreach or do anything unnecessary that might cause trouble for herself.

“I’m just curious to see how An Ningxiang will react when the time comes,” Tang Guo said with a smile.

The system couldn’t shake the feeling that Tang Guo’s words were filled with malice.

Earlier, it had speculated whether the host might admire the female protagonist’s wit and plan to save her.

Now, it finally understood—impossible. The host was simply waiting to watch a good show.

The system voiced its thoughts, which made Tang Guo burst into laughter. “Whoever programmed you must’ve had a screw loose. Why would I help her? I’m just waiting to watch the spectacle.”

“She and I have no connection whatsoever, and the An family even planned to collude with Xuanyuan Mo against my father. Not fanning the flames a bit would already be merciful.”

The system let out a dry laugh. Whether or not flames were fanned, the outcome would be the same, wouldn’t it? In the end, the An family would suffer most. No, no, the one who would suffer most was still Xuanyuan Mo.