The Enchanting Imperial Concubine (Book 3)

Chapter 432

The next day, Ying Wanrong brought the pouch she had embroidered herself to Zhongcui Palace to express her gratitude.

Jing Xian Fei welcomed her with a smile, asking someone to bring over an embroidery stool for her to sit on.

"This tea is quite nice; give it a try and see if you like it."

Ying Wanrong nodded and picked up the cup, glancing at it. "I'm not sure what tea it is, but it looks like it might be black tea."

After saying this, she took a sip and praised it again.

Seeing her like this, the light in Jing Xian Fei's eyes dimmed slightly.

Not for any other reason, but because pregnant women should not drink tea, especially black tea, so it was impossible for Ying Wanrong to be with child.

However, the gift had already been given, and she had already come; now that Ying Wanrong could still occasionally enjoy favor, having her on her side wouldn't be a bad thing.

"No wonder you are a girl from a distinguished family; your vision and knowledge are certainly broader. You are the youngest in the harem, and your beauty is outstanding. From what I see, below Ming Guifei, you are the most likely to gain favor."

Jing Xian Fei's straightforwardness surprised Ying Wanrong a little.

She smiled faintly and humbly replied, "Your Highness is truly overpraising me; how could I dare to compare myself to Guifei?"

"Why not? I see how Guifei went from being a woman without favor to her current position, which is much better than her situation back then when there was a favored Wen De Fei overshadowing her."

Jing Xian Fei twirled the teacup in her hand, gazing at her with a smile that seemed both genuine and teasing.

Her sharp gaze appeared to carry some inducement, making one unable to resist the urge to fantasize.

She was too skilled at grasping people's thoughts.

Ying Wanrong, born into a distinguished family, not to mention her own pride as a legitimate daughter from a high-status household, certainly yearned for favor due to the glory of the Changsun family.

And now that she had come to Zhongcui Palace, it further confirmed her intentions.

Sure enough, with the desire ignited within her, Ying Wanrong finally stopped hesitating.

She stood up and bowed deeply before Jing Xian Fei.

"I am not talented, so I ask for your guidance, Your Highness."

"Get up quickly; we are all sisters in the palace, no need for such formality." Jing Xian Fei smiled, personally helping her up. "I can't help you much, but just know this: as long as Guifei is present, you won't be able to rise to prominence. Do you understand what I mean?"

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Ying Wanrong's eyes as she gently nodded.

Seeing that she understood, Jing Xian Fei's smile deepened.

However, there was more surprise in store for Jing Xian Fei than she had anticipated.

After Ying Wanrong settled down, she reflected on the words Jing Xian Fei had just spoken, considered them for a moment, and decided to reveal the matter of the contraceptive potion.

"Your Highness, there is something I may be able to assist you with."

Jing Xian Fei was peeling an orange and looked up at her. "Oh? What is it? Please, tell me."