The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Of course not.

At least not at the moment.

Emperor Hongli had only been brought back from the Yuanmingyuan for two or three years, and now was the time for him to strive for advancement with the help of the favored Consort Xi. So what if his deceased, lowly birth mother was a thorn in his side? Even if someone were to point fingers at him and insult him for his lowly birth, he might not dare to actually turn against them.

Before he truly obtained that position, his birth mother could only be Consort Xi, and had to be Consort Xi.

Ruo Fu held the flower branch in his hand, his mind clearly calculating.

Furthermore, putting all that aside, there is another crucial practical issue—

The imperial selection was held in the palace, right under the emperor's nose, within the palace walls, where eyes were everywhere.

Since the current Emperor Yongzheng ascended the throne, the Fucha family has ushered in a second spring. Both the second and third uncles have been given important positions. The second uncle is now a Grand Secretary of the Hall of Preserving Harmony, and his influence in the court is extremely high.

Even so, to manipulate things in the palace without leaving a trace is far beyond what the Fucha family can easily accomplish at present.

She's not stupid.

Jue Luo finally realized what was happening and couldn't help but glare at her, "What nonsense are you talking about, child! How can you just say things like that?"

Ruofu hurriedly put the flower branch into the vase with a grin: "Oh dear, I was just saying it casually, it was just a sudden inspiration, just venting my frustration. Don't worry, Mother, I'm not really going to cause trouble in the palace tomorrow."

Just as Jue Luo was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard her add lightly, "But just because it's not possible now doesn't mean it won't be possible in the future. When the time is right, it's not impossible to give it a try."

Jue Luo Shi raised her breath again.

Ruofu, however, had stopped looking at her and was just resting his chin on his hand, finding it more and more amusing.

It was only then that she realized that the Fourth Prince Hongli's background was somewhat similar to that of Sheng Hong.

Both were born to mothers who were not favored, and were also disregarded by their biological fathers in their early years. Later, they were taken in by a more powerful adoptive mother, and they relied on and supported each other.

Of course, to put it nicely, it's called mutual reliance; to put it bluntly, isn't it just mutual exploitation?

In the future, we will still have to be wary of each other, and even harm each other.

These fragments are all in Langhua's memory!

Tsk.

That's all there is to it, being born to a concubine.

Therefore, a child born out of wedlock is a child born out of wedlock, and should never be raised as a legitimate child! If they are raised to adulthood, they will most likely be ungrateful wretches.

In her past life, she was so enraged by that vixen Lin Qinshuang that she spoke recklessly, deliberately targeting Sheng Hong's status as an illegitimate son to pierce his heart!

Little did she know that the successful Sheng Hong would hold such a grudge about the past.

Besides, isn't it ultimately his own moral failings?

These hypocritical scoundrels can't even control themselves. They're not content with having only one primary wife, so they insist on taking one concubine after another. They don't care about the lowly status of the women when they sleep with them, but once the children are born and the knife is on their own hands, they suddenly realize the importance of social status.

But once they have a beloved vixen and have several illegitimate children, they start clamoring to treat everyone equally.

Pooh!

Don't give her a chance, otherwise she'll still say a few words and really hit them where it hurts!

At worst, she'll be smarter this time and not say it herself, but have someone else say it.

Just as Ruofu was deep in thought, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Then the curtain was lifted from the outside, and a little boy rushed in like a firecracker.

"Mother!"

He was born with a delicate and lovely appearance. He was four or five years old and wore a royal blue robe with a dark blue floral jacket over it. A thin palace sash was tied around his waist, and a small purse embroidered with a tiger's head hung from it.

As soon as Jue Luo saw him, her expression softened immediately: "Slow down, be careful not to fall."

The little boy had already spotted Ruof, and his eyes lit up. He called out in a clear voice, "Sister!"

Ruofu smiled and opened his arms: "Oh, our little Jiu is here."

Fu Heng suddenly threw himself into her arms, wrapped his arms around her neck, kissed her cheek affectionately, and then whispered in her ear, "Sister, will you come with me to the garden to pick flowers tomorrow? I saw some really pretty red flowers over there, I'll pick some for you to wear."

Jue Luo quickly said, "Your sister has important business to attend to tomorrow, so don't bother her."

Fu Heng immediately became unhappy, his little face puffing out: "What important matter is it? Is it more important than me?"

Ruofu reached out and pinched his cheek, smiling as she said, "Of course it's important. My sister is going to handle a very important matter tomorrow. If she succeeds, our family's future will be secure."

Fu Heng blinked: "What's the big deal? Can I help my sister?"

"I'll find you a brother-in-law, but that won't help me." Ruofu told him seriously, "If you really want to help me, eat well, sleep more, and study hard. When you grow up tall and strong, stand behind me, and people won't dare to bully me."

Fu Heng thought about it seriously, as if he thought it made a lot of sense, and nodded vigorously: "Then I'll eat an extra bowl of rice today."

Rolf immediately praised him, "That's my good brother."

Fu Heng blushed with pride at the praise and finally obediently followed the nanny out. Before leaving, he turned back every few steps, repeatedly reminding his sister to bring him something delicious when she returned the next day. Ruo Fu readily agreed, and only after she had coaxed him to his heart's content did she finally leave.

Seeing the siblings so affectionate, Jue Luo couldn't help but whisper, "He still listens to you the most."

Ruo Fu smiled, but in his heart he thought of the two years that Li Rongbao had just left.

At that time, Lady Jue Luo was immersed in the grief of losing her husband and was absent-minded all day long. How could she care about Fu Heng, who had just been born?

With her older brothers all residing in the front courtyard, and her eldest brother Guangcheng's marriage already arranged but still two months away from being formally married, the affairs of the household naturally fell to her. Fu Heng was also taken to her own courtyard and raised there for a long time.

Later, Jue Luo Shi finally came out of it, but by then Fu Heng was old enough to remember things, so he naturally became more attached to his older sister.

Ruofu watched as the curtain fell again, then suddenly lowered his head and placed the last camellia flower into the vase.

"Don't worry, Mother." She looked at the vase of flowers, which didn't look particularly elegant, but her tone was very firm: "I will definitely become the primary consort."

Looking at her, Jue Luo was inexplicably reassured by her composure: "You're so confident?"

Ruo Fu smiled without saying a word, and slowly straightened his sleeves.

The next day, Ruofu got up early to wash and dress.

She didn't dress up in a particularly formal way; her clothes and jewelry were simply what she liked in her daily life.

She chose a moon-white qipao embroidered with camellia patterns. The fabric was light and soft, and the color was refreshing. It made her look neither timid nor ostentatious.

She wore only a few velvet flowers in her hair, and a pair of small pearl pendants by her ears that swayed gently with her movements, making her look very lively.

After getting ready, she looked at her youthful face in the mirror and couldn't help but touch her cheek, sighing with a touch of pride, "When you're young, you really do look good no matter what you wear."

The maids around him all laughed.

Rofer turned to look at them: "Isn't that right?"

Shen Guang immediately lowered his head and said very tactfully, "Princess is naturally beautiful, she looks good no matter how she dresses up."

Ruo Fu smiled with satisfaction.

When she came out of the room, Jue Luo Shi had indeed been waiting for quite a while. She looked even more nervous than Ruo Fu herself, and there were even some dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep.

But Ruofu remained as composed as ever, and before getting into the car, he turned back to instruct the kitchen staff to prepare braised pork knuckle, chicken soup with fresh bamboo shoots, and osmanthus-flavored lotus root for dinner.

Jue Luo's eyebrows twitched as she listened.

But Ruofu, already wearing platform shoes, slowly boarded the carriage.

To be honest, this thing was really torturous when she first started wearing it, but once she got the hang of it, walking in it was surprisingly fun! She unconsciously straightened her back and puffed out her chest, putting on airs, and with the crisp, loud tapping sound, she actually looked quite imposing.

She felt like she wasn't going to a talent show, but rather to go on a campaign!

The position of Empress, the position of Primary Consort.

Damn it, I can't seem to get my lips down.

Inside the carriage, Shen Guang and Zhao Ying looked at their princess's face, which was trying hard to be dignified but was also subtly distorted. They only dared to steal a glance before quickly lowering their heads.

Alas, the palace really did frighten the princess.

It seems that even the princess isn't as composed as she appears.