“Cause and effect are inevitable. In her past life, An Ningxiang became the Empress, exhausting all her fortune. In this life, regardless of the outcome, it’s merely the cycle of karma.”
“Sometimes, when I think about it, it feels unfair. To achieve the results I want, I must meticulously plan everything. Meanwhile, those main characters blessed with a halo can reap the rewards effortlessly.”
“Tongzi, does the heavens harbor malice against me?”
The system: It truly didn’t know.
“But there are still advantages. After experiencing so many worlds, the knowledge I’ve gained belongs solely to me; it’s all in my mind. Now, even if I’m randomly placed in a world, I can still live quite well.”
The system broke out in a cold sweat. As long as the host understood, that was fine. It was always worried the host might whimsically demand some imaginary grand gift pack.
It wasn’t that it didn’t want to give; it genuinely didn’t have anything. It was merely a repository for plots and nothing more.
No, now it had some capabilities. But in this ancient world with no internet, it was helpless too and could only serve as a passive listener.
“Imperial Concubine, you seem to be in a good mood today,” Concubine Meng said with a smile. “Would you like to visit the Royal Garden to admire the flowers? You’ve been ill for over half a year and should take a stroll.”
“Ok.”
Tang Guo suddenly realized it was spring. No wonder the weather had warmed up significantly in recent days.
“But wait a moment, sisters. I need to change into another outfit. This one is too dull to walk in a garden full of vibrant flowers.”
The other concubines: Changing again? How many times a day?
A group of concubines, all smiling, headed to the Royal Garden.
The beauties stood amidst the flowers, admiring the various blooming blossoms, forming a unique and picturesque scene.
The concubines admired the flowers and composed poems, interacting harmoniously.
By coincidence, two familiar figures appeared on the other side. Who else could it be but Noble Concubine Lan and Noble Lady An?
The two quickly noticed Tang Guo and her group and hurried forward to pay their respects.
“I didn’t expect to meet the Imperial Concubine here,” said Noble Concubine Lan, always a straightforward character. “Imperial Concubine, is your health fully recovered?”
“When you were gravely ill, we younger sisters were worried to death. Seeing you recover has finally set my mind at ease,” she added.
Noble Lady An, on the other hand, respectfully saluted and then stood silently to the side without saying much.
Even at this moment, despite General Tang’s death in battle and her family being sent to suppress rebellious tribes at the border, she remained composed, content to be an invisible presence.
Tang Guo’s gaze fell on a sachet at Noble Lady An’s waist, showing some interest. “The sachet on your waist, Noble Lady An, looks rather unique. Its embroidery seems somewhat familiar to me.”
“May I take a look?”
Noble Lady An dared not refuse. She carefully unfastened the sachet and handed it to Mei Lan.
Tang Guo played with it in her hand for a while before laughing, “From afar, it looked remarkably similar to a sachet I lost long ago. Upon closer inspection, the stitches are somewhat different.”
“The embroidery on Noble Lady An’s sachet is much rougher than the one I had.”
The other concubines’ eyelids twitched. Imperial Concubine, is it really appropriate to “bully” a lower-ranked concubine like this, flaunting your superiority right in front of her?
An Ningxiang looked at Tang Guo in surprise. “Imperial Concubine, you once had a sachet with even finer embroidery than this?”
“Indeed,” Tang Guo replied, handing the sachet back to Mei Lan and motioning for her to return it to Noble Lady An. “I lost it during an accident in my childhood.”
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