Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 1139 If you have the ability, just use it (121 million reward value added)

"These small gifts are a token of appreciation from the Imperial Concubine Chen. I hope the Imperial Concubine Wang will not mind."

Fuqiu was humble and put all the "faults" on her own wife, giving Wangpin enough way out.

There was dead silence in the tent.

Wang Pin's eyes were fixed on the dazzlingly gorgeous hairpin, and the priceless brocade and blood swallow.

A huge feeling of humiliation and overwhelming hatred suddenly rushed into her heart!

apologize?

disturbed?

joke!

This is clearly a blatant show-off!

It's a condescending charity!

It's like slapping her in the face, throwing her a few bones, and making her wag her tail and beg for mercy!

Concubine Chen has such a vicious heart! Such cruel means!

That bitch had brought her disgrace upon the paddock, and made her a laughing stock, and now she was giving her these expensive gifts in a hypocritical way.

Was it to let everyone see how generous Concubine Chen was, and how ungrateful she was, and how she could only survive by relying on Concubine Chen's grace? !

Wangpin only felt a fishy and sweet taste rising up her throat.

She bit her back teeth tightly, barely suppressing her anger, and forced a grateful smile, her voice so sweet that it was sickening: "Empress Chen...you are so polite!"

"Last night... it was just a trivial matter. How dare I let the Imperial Concubine Chen worry so much? And I even troubled Miss Fuqiu to come here in person and bring such a precious reward..."

"I feel so ashamed and terrified!"

"Please tell Her Majesty, Miss Fuqiu, that I have absolutely no grudges in my heart, and I am only grateful to Her Majesty!"

As Wangpin spoke, she motioned for Xiao Tianzi to step forward and take the tray.

She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with resentment.

Fuqiu seemed not to notice the hatred surging in Wangpin's eyes, and still maintained a respectful smile: "Madam Wangpin is magnanimous, I will definitely convey your thoughts to Madam Chen Guifei."

"The slaves retire."

Watching Fuqiu and the young eunuchs perform a salute and their backs disappear behind the curtain, the forced smile on Wangpin's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a hint of ferocity.

She suddenly raised her hand and swept it fiercely towards the blood swallow that Xiao Tianzi had just placed on the table!

"Crack-!"

The exquisite wooden box was swept to the ground, and the finest blood swallows inside rolled out, staining the dust on the ground.

"Concubine Chen!"

Wang Pin stared at the dazzling ruby hairpin and cloud brocade, anger burning in her eyes.

She remembered this humiliation!

……

When Fuqiu returned to the Zhai Niao Xiangyun tent, Shen Zhinian was leaning on a soft couch covered with fox fur, his fingertips casually fiddling with a string of warm mutton-fat jade bracelets.

"Miss."

Fuqiu stepped forward and bowed, her voice steady and clear: "The things have all been delivered to the Queen Mother Wang."

"I have brought your message as you instructed."

Shen Zhinian raised his eyes and asked casually, "How did Wangpin react?"

Fuqiu lowered her head slightly, choosing her words carefully: "When the princess accepted the reward, she looked very grateful, and her words were extremely humble and respectful, saying that she was terrified and unworthy of it. She also asked me to convey that she was grateful to you, and that she had absolutely no grudge against you."

At this point, Fuqiu paused for a moment: "It's just that... from what I see, the smile on Lady Wangpin's face doesn't seem genuine..."

Shen Zhinian didn't react much after hearing this, as if he had already expected it.

"It doesn't matter."

She gently placed the bracelet on the rosewood table beside her, making a very light knocking sound: "I am just being polite and shutting up those who are watching the fun."

When has there ever been any reason in the competition for favor in the palace? It's just a matter of ability.

Shen Zhinian's position was higher than Wangpin's, and the favors they received were vastly different. Even if she really had intentionally intercepted Wangpin's favor last night, the other party could only accept it!

However, Shen Zhinian was going to be promoted to Imperial Noble Consort at the end of the year. Especially at a time like this, she couldn't afford to give people a chance to criticize her over such trivial matters and bear the stigma of being jealous and stealing favors.

Therefore, Shen Zhinian gave Wang Pin a decent way out and compensation.

As for whether Wangpin appreciates or resents...

If you have the ability, just use it, she'll be waiting!

Fuqiu nodded: "I understand."

Shen Zhinian changed his tone and returned to his usual laziness: "Well, after all this morning's work, I'm a little hungry."

"Handan, ask the imperial chef to bring some light snacks."

Handan responded crisply and walked out briskly, "Yes, Madam!"

Shen Zhinian suddenly spoke, her voice devoid of emotion: "What has my 'good' sister been doing these past two days?"

Fuqiu immediately took a half step forward, bowed her head and reported in a calm voice: "Your Majesty, Madam Lu has been very well behaved these past two days. She is either copying scriptures in the tent or sitting quietly in an empty spot at the edge of the camp. She rarely even speaks to anyone."

"Except for paying respects to the ladies yesterday, there has been no other movement."

She paused and added, "She is so honest... She is not like before."

Ever since they knew that Shen Nanqiao intended to poison Shen Zhinian, Handan and Fuqiu no longer called her "Miss", but instead called her the more distant "Mrs. Lu".

Without making a sound, he completely treated Shen Nanqiao as an outsider.

The corners of Shen Zhinian's lips slightly curved upwards, with a hint of mockery: "Be content?"

"It's just a venomous snake lurking around, waiting for the right moment to strike and kill."

"In that case..."

She raised her eyes, a hint of cold amusement flashed across the depths of her eyes: "How can I not fulfill her painstaking efforts?"

Shen Zhinian instructed Fuqiu in a clear and lazy voice: "Go and ask my 'good' sister to come and have breakfast with me. Tell her that I am thinking of sisterhood and that it is cold in the enclosure, so I asked her to come and warm herself up."

"Yes, ma'am."

Fuqiu understood what he meant and immediately bowed and retreated, disappearing silently beyond the brocade curtain.

……

Shen Nanqiao's tent was not far away, and there was a depressing silence in the tent.

She was facing a blurry bronze mirror, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the mutton-fat jade hairpin in her hair, especially the round and full pearl at the end of the hairpin, where she paused for a moment.

Luoluo stood aside with her hands hanging down, not daring to breathe. She felt that the air in the tent was so stagnant that it made her feel suffocated.

She had already told the lady she met that day everything she knew. As for whether the other party would really keep his promise and let her go, Luluo could not guarantee it.

Now I can only leave it to fate...

She secretly glanced at Shen Nanqiao. There was no expression on his face, but deep in his eyes, there was a burning light of almost fanatical stubbornness.

The sound of the curtain being opened broke the silence.

Fuqiu's calm figure appeared at the door, with just the right amount of politeness on her face: "Mrs. Lu, Royal Concubine Chen invites you to have breakfast with her."

"The queen said that it's cold in the paddock, so please go over there to warm yourself up and talk about sisterhood."