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The Consort suspected that Fang Pin was pregnant and planned to eliminate the child using the palace's resources. Xu Wanyi had become a pawn for the Consort, driven by her hatred yet forced to endure due to the Consort's influence. Thus, she initially targeted Fang Pin, which only fueled her suppressed anger.
Fang Pin must have sensed that the Consort was plotting against her and had secretly shifted the focus onto Xu Wanyi. The Emperor had shown some favor towards her; if anything happened to her, a thorough investigation would ensue, effectively restraining the Consort's next moves. How ironic that just before this, in Qionghua Palace, the Consort had expressed a desire to win Xu Wanyi over, only to now become a scapegoat. The women of the harem were indeed cunning.
Both women were skilled strategists, yet a deviation had occurred in their plans. The frenzied horse was charging towards Fang Pin; if it collided with her, both she and Fang Pin would be in grave danger, possibly even facing death.
Seeing Fang Pin's pale face, Yun Zhi Yue scoffed. Was this not a case of bringing disaster upon oneself? As onlookers gasped in shock, just as the horse was about to crash into someone, it neighed loudly and reared up on its hind legs.
Under Yun Zhi Yue's expert horsemanship, the horse veered off course and narrowly missed Fang Pin. The crowd was taken aback by the sudden turn of events as they realized that Yun Zhi Yue's horse seemed to have gone wild.
On the vast Racecourse, a stunning beauty clad in vibrant riding attire commanded her horse with grace, effortlessly overtaking one opponent after another. The wild steed galloped as if it might take flight, yet the rider remained composed and firmly in control, showcasing her exceptional riding skills.
The leading general felt a gust of wind rush past him as five flags were swiftly gathered by Su Shou nearby. The once-manic horse began to calm down after releasing its pent-up energy under Yun Zhi Yue's guidance and came to a steady halt at the starting point.
Yun Zhi Yue dismounted gracefully and raised all five flags in her hands, smiling brightly as she called out, "Your Majesty, is Consort first?"
The Emperor beamed with delight at the astonished courtiers, feeling his reputation soar. With a broad smile, he declared, "Consort has claimed all five flags! A woman who does not yield to men deserves to be called first. From this day forth, I bestow upon you the title of Yun Ji. Are you pleased?"
Yun Zhi Yue nodded eagerly. "Of course I am pleased; I thank Your Majesty."
The crowd gasped in astonishment as they gained a clearer understanding of Yun Zhi Yue's favored status. She had jumped from a fifth-rank lady-in-waiting to a fifth-rank consort in no time at all, becoming the foremost among those selected for entry into the palace. Such rapid ascension was truly remarkable.
It was worth noting that only a few months had passed since the selection process began. Looking at Fang Pin, who had received favor yet still remained at third rank after entering the palace for three years as a proper consort, one could see just how difficult it was to climb higher in status—especially when considering those who had never even met the Emperor once.
Xu Wanyi's face darkened, unable to believe that today would mark the rise of Yun Zhi Yue. She glanced at Fang Pin beside her, sensing the threatening gaze of the Consort, gritting her teeth as her hand slipped into her sleeve.
Before she could make a move, Fang Pin suddenly fell from her horse, clutching her stomach.
"It hurts so much! Your Majesty, my stomach hurts!"
The Emperor was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to recall something and hurriedly descended from the high platform. "Imperial physician! Bring me the imperial physician, quickly!"
Wen Ningmo pushed through the crowd and rushed to Fang Pin's side, taking her pulse. His eyes flickered as he pulled out a silver needle and swiftly inserted it into a pressure point on Fang Pin's shoulder.
Under the Emperor's hopeful gaze, Wen Ningmo's expression brightened. "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Consort Fang is over two months pregnant. The recent horseback riding may have startled the fetus, but it poses no harm to the royal heir. She just needs to rest well."
The ministers erupted in joy. "Heavens! The Da Feng Royal Family finally has hope!"
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