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In the middle of the summer, the Bell and Drum Pavilion had just rung their third drum.

Jiang Wan was tossing and turning in the huge stepping bed of the Yongxian Palace by herself, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

All of a sudden, they heard a loud noise coming from outside the palace, and an attendant was shouting in a high-pitched voice, ”Qian Qing Palace is running water ~ ~! ”The Regal Palace is in a mess ~!”

She sat up with a start, and was about to call someone to come ask about the situation when she saw her own sister, the current Empress Dowager Jiang Yu, standing in front of her bed with a livid expression. Behind her was a young servant girl with a trembling hand, holding a tray on which was a set of yellow glazed gold wine jugs and wine cups carved with five-colored dragons.

Today, Jiang wore four phoenix crowns of nine dragons, a dark blue Zhai garment, a gold medallion jade belt around his waist, and a pair of green socks adorned with five pearls.

Jiang Wan's expression froze.

In the middle of the night, Esteemed Empress Dowager was actually wearing a formal attire that only she could wear during court and court meetings. What were her intentions?

Jiang Wan didn't even have time to put on her shoes before she knelt on the ground and gave Jiang Yu a big salute. She lay on the still warm ground and said, ”Your concubine didn't know that the empress dowager had come late at night to greet you, please forgive me.”

”Grand Concubine Jin, the city is broken! This Dowager has completely lost. ” An aged and powerless voice sounded from above her, shocking Jiang Wan. Was this really the usual empress dowager that was in high and mighty spirits?

Three months ago, King An, Prince Jin, and Prince Rong, who were guarding the three sides, suddenly joined forces to rebel. Esteemed Empress Dowager sent out Duke Tong Wei to suppress them, but unexpectedly failed.

Seeing Jiang Wan lying motionless on the ground, Jiang Wei raised his head and did his best to maintain his last bit of haughtiness. A trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes, ”But I will not leave even a single brick of the beam for them.”

”His Majesty and Empress has already passed away. Grand Concubine Jin usually dotes on him, so she probably doesn't want the two of them to be alone over there.” Jiang Yu's words made Jiang Wan shudder.

The Emperor was her own son! She was only thirteen years old this year and had just gotten married half a year ago. How could she do that!

What did she mean by coming here now? Did she want to send him on his way with a poisoned glass of wine?

At the age of sixteen, she was designed by Jiang Yu, the elder sister of the crown prince's concubine, to become a ninth rank consort. At the age of eighteen, when the crown prince ascended the throne, she was crowned a fourth rank consort along with the crown prince. At the age of twenty, when the new emperor died, she became the young imperial concubine Jin.

And this year she was only twenty-five.

In his previous life, what was she doing when she was twenty-five?

Jiang Wan, who was kneeling on the floor, started to think. She had just joined the school for three years, so she took her students on a spring trip, and two of the children accidentally slipped into the water. She was able to save the child, but because of the cold and bone-piercing lake water and her physical strength, she gradually sank to the bottom of the lake, then came to this so-called Liang Dynasty.

Jiang Wan mocked herself in her heart: Could it be that I am destined to be unable to pass this age of 25?

Forget it, the life in this palace had long ago become so lonely that it made her want to die.

Jiang Wan bowed deeply towards Jiang Yu, prostrating herself on the tiles, ”If the sovereign wishes for this subject to die, this subject has no choice but to die. It's just that I want to leave with a little dignity. May Esteemed Empress Dowager allow me to put on my court uniform and bestow upon me this honor.”

”Orchestra!” Her ice-cold voice didn't carry the slightest bit of emotion. On this midsummer night, it made the back of Jiang Wan's neck turn cold.

The most ruthless royal family!

Jiang Wan expressionlessly climbed up from the ground and retreated to the side hall where she normally changed clothes.

It was unknown whether the maids in the palace had gotten the letter in advance or not, but there was not a single servant in the entire palace.

Jiang Wan silently opened the chest of clothing that contained court uniforms, and took out her court uniforms, putting them on one by one.