The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

"That's what she said?"

The man looked at Jia Yulan with a gloomy expression, his words icy.

"Would I lie to you?"

Jia Yulan couldn't help but sigh as she recalled Zhang Bihua's bright eyes.

"This child is very stubborn. Once she makes up her mind, she can't easily change it. Judging from her attitude today, she probably really doesn't want to be an empress anymore. You should find me someone else as soon as possible and send them into the palace while I'm still in this position, so I can start training them early."

The man sneered. "It's not that easy to find one. An ordinary beauty wouldn't catch the eye of the officials. And even if she were extraordinary, she couldn't just be a wooden beauty with a flat, boring personality, always putting on airs; that would be even less appealing."

Jia Yulan fell silent.

The man continued, "His Majesty is not a man who values ​​women. Even if he truly liked someone, now that the Empress has just given birth to a legitimate son and both of his consorts are pregnant, he would never take any more women into his household for the sake of the stability of the harem. The reason I asked you to push her back then was because I valued that girl's impulsive nature. Beauty is easy to obtain, but a beautiful woman with a sincere heart is rare. If she takes the initiative, perhaps we can give it a try."

As he spoke, his tone became somewhat agitated.

"But if she has not even the slightest bit of fighting spirit, even if she is as beautiful as an angel, there is absolutely no way she can succeed."

Jia Yulan also felt somewhat uncertain after hearing what he said.

She hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Then...maybe we should just forget about it?"

The man looked up at her and slowly said, "The new year's quota for postings outside the capital has been released. Wang Shiping went to Huanzhou, and Wang Shi'an went to Qingzhou. Grand Chancellor Yu submitted a memorial supporting His Majesty's reorganization of the Northwest Army, and even sent the Prince of Yan's heir there."

Jia Yulan was completely confused.

Seeing that she didn't understand, the man's eyes showed a hint of impatience, but he still explained, "His Majesty's intention to reorganize the Northwest Army is already quite obvious."

"An empress has bound the Wang, Yu, and Bai families, and even the Yan Prince's Mansion, to the same boat. If anything happens with Western Xia in the future, there will be opportunities to make merit everywhere."

"That's the advantage of having connections in the harem."

"The Empress sits in the Kunning Palace, doing nothing, while countless people pave the way for her. Her father and brothers, her relatives, and those she chooses will all be pushed into the limelight. As soon as the wind rises, they can ride the wave."

The man stared at her and said, word by word, "If we had someone like that by the side of the emperor, we could create our own favorable winds."

Jia Yulan glanced at him and hesitated, saying, "But I know Bihua's personality. She believes the Empress has been kind to her, so she would never do anything to betray the Empress. If I continue, I'm afraid that child will really become estranged from me."

Nothing in this world stays the same forever.

The man replied without hesitation, "Today's kindness may turn into tomorrow's enmity. Didn't you say she has an uncle?"

Jia Yulan's expression changed slightly.

The man's voice grew even colder: "The court and the public alike praise Empress Wang for her impartiality and adherence to the highest rules. When her own father resigned, she did not try to persuade him to stay. She could have been honored with a place in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, but now that's gone, and she doesn't even step forward. I imagine that when it comes to Zhang Bihua, she will also stand idly by while a palace servant's uncle is imprisoned, all for the sake of propriety."

Jia Yulan said, "That child's uncle is not a good person, she may not care about him."

The man looked at her and said, "Then let her make her own mistake. Then we'll see if this selfless, virtuous, and considerate empress will still treat her with any kindness."

Jia Yulan was in a state of confusion and could only whisper, "Let me think about it, let me think about it."

The man didn't pressure her; he just glanced at her indifferently.

"As soon as possible."

Jia Yulan left the small house in a state of distress.

The sky outside was overcast, as if it were about to snow.

As she was about to get into the carriage, holding onto her attendant's hand, a child suddenly appeared out of nowhere and bumped straight into her.

Caught off guard, Jia Yulan's lower back slammed hard against the carriage shaft, nearly causing her to fall.

The attendant, who was half a step behind, quickly stepped forward to support her, scolding her sternly, "Whose child is this? Running around like that! Where are your parents?"

"Young master, young master! Look at you, you've caused trouble again!"

An older woman rushed over, picked up the child, and repeatedly apologized to Jia Yulan: "Madam, I'm so sorry, the child was naughty, did he hurt you? Should we take him to a nearby clinic?"

Jia Yulan steadied herself, but her lower back still ached slightly.

She was initially annoyed, but when she looked down, she saw that the child seemed to be frightened as well, with wide eyes and pursed lips, yet stubbornly refusing to cry. Her heart softened a little.

"It's nothing."

The older woman insisted, "We should still go and see a doctor. We can't take it lightly; if it causes any lasting health problems, my family will feel really bad."

Jia Yulan frowned: "No need, it's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

She had to rush back to the palace to be on duty, and if she couldn't return on time, she would have to wait another ten days before she could enter the palace.

Just as the two sides were pulling at each other, a gentle and clear voice suddenly came: "Has Ye-ge'er gotten into trouble again?"

Everyone looked up.

A carriage stopped not far away. The curtain was lifted, and a beautiful and refined woman, supported by her maid, slowly stepped down.

The child's eyes lit up at the sight of her, and he was about to pounce on her when the older woman hurriedly stopped him: "Little darling, little darling, have you forgotten? Your mother is pregnant with your sister now, so you can't pounce on her like that. Be gentle, take your time."

The child paused, and a look of grievance immediately appeared on his face.

The beautiful woman smiled and gently pulled him into her arms.

"Is he that precious? Besides, our Ye-ge'er is very sensible; he wouldn't hurt his mother." The beautiful woman lowered her head and stroked the child's head, then asked softly, "But Ye-ge'er, tell your mother, did you cause any trouble?"

Bai Ye pursed his lips, looked up at Jia Yulan with a wronged expression, and said, "I was wrong."

Jia Yulan forced a smile and shook her head.

From the moment this beautiful woman appeared, her expression became somewhat unnatural.

Looking at the beautiful and elegant woman in front of her, Bai Qing felt as if she had seen her before.

She has always had a good memory, and she remembered it quickly.

"Instructor Jia?"

Jia Yulan's heart skipped a beat.

Knowing she couldn't avoid it, she quickly composed herself and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Lady Ci'an."

Bai Qing smiled slightly: "What a coincidence, so you live here."

As she spoke, she glanced in the direction behind Jia Yulan.

Jia Yulan's heart leaped into her throat. She dared not deny it and could only vaguely cover it up, saying that she had other business to attend to in the palace and could not stay any longer.

Bai Qing didn't try to stop her.

Once they exchanged identities and knew who it was, that was enough.

She lowered her head and pulled her son, who had been throwing a tantrum lately because she was pregnant again and couldn't accompany her as before, back to the carriage.

"Brother Ye".