The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Ruo Fu finally managed to stop laughing.

It can't be said that it has completely stopped.

She cradled her belly, continuing to comb her hair while looking at her reflection. From time to time, images would flash through her mind of Su Luyun, dressed in plain clothes that utterly disliked her, sitting before a table laden with dishes Qingying was accustomed to preparing, reciting with tender affection the poems Qingying had sent her, and finally, watching Hongli run off to find Qingying.

He would burst out laughing from time to time.

Seeing this, Zhao Ying couldn't help but laugh along.

Hailan had no choice but to remind her helplessly, "Madam, it's almost time. Consort Qing and the other princesses should have arrived by now."

Ruofu then composed himself, cleared his throat, and said, "Let's go then."

Zhao Ying helped her walk steadily forward.

Originally, Ruofu had intended to exempt himself from the morning and evening greetings during this period.

She's getting further along in her pregnancy, and when her belly gets even bigger, she'll definitely have more problems at night. So she might as well take advantage of the present and sleep as much as she can.

But didn't we arrange for Su Luyun to serve the emperor yesterday? So the next day, she should come to the main courtyard to serve him a proper cup of tea.

This rule is extremely important and cannot be avoided.

She even went to bed early last night specifically for this.

Who would have thought...

Ruof couldn't help but chuckle again.

Zhao Ying, who was standing to the side, also burst out laughing.

Ruo Fu rolled his eyes at her, but still held her hand and slowly led her to the front hall.

Everyone has arrived.

As soon as Ruofu entered, everyone stood up and bowed. She sat down at the head of the table, called for everyone to rise, and waited for them to sit down again before her gaze fell unabashedly on Su Luyun.

She, who usually has a rosy complexion, had a thick layer of makeup on her face today, which was unusual. However, the dark circles under her eyes were so heavy that they could not be completely covered. She looked haggard, as if she had not slept all night.

Now look at Qingying.

Her face was radiant, her eyes were smiling, and she looked incredibly healthy.

If you look at this person for a while and then at that person, you'll find that these two people are not alike at all, whether in terms of figure, appearance, or temperament.

Qingying is slender and has a small frame, so she can't carry off overly luxurious and heavy outfits. Therefore, she usually prefers to choose clothes that are light in color and made of light material.

However, the elegance she speaks of is often based entirely on her own assumptions.

Moon white paired with smoky purple, bluish-gray with tender yellow, and with the addition of one or two striking silk flowers, each piece is elegant on its own, but when piled together, none of them can rival the others.

To onlookers, it looked incredibly awkward, but she herself was quite pleased with herself.

But Su Luyun was different.

She was plump and rounded, with kind eyes and eyebrows, and bright and elegant colors suited her best.

Using thicker fabrics and richer patterns would actually make her look more radiant and dignified. Even if she wore more gold and jade ornaments on her head, it would only make her look more rounded and lustrous.

This person, who is naturally suited to dressing in a prosperous and festive style, insisted on listening to Qingying's teachings last night and forced herself to look bland and even incongruous.

Ruofu couldn't help but turn his head and laugh silently again.

At this moment, Su Luyun forced herself to stand up, and Kexin followed behind her with a teacup in her hand. The two of them walked together to Ruofu.

Su Luyun curtsied and said, "This humble servant greets Your Highness. Please have some tea."

Ruof did not deliberately make things difficult for her.

Laugh it off, but the newlyweds should still be given the respect they deserve.

She took the teacup, took a sip, and placed the tea back on the tray, gesturing for Su Luyun to stand up: "I'll say it again, once you're in this backyard, as long as you behave yourself and don't do anything foolish, the manor will naturally not treat you unfairly."

Su Luyun agreed.

After serving the tea, Ruofu casually asked a few questions about everyday matters.

Everyone replied one by one.

As the sun rose higher, Ruof himself grew tired and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, everyone disperse."

Everyone rose, bowed, and retreated in turn.

Su Luyun waited from beginning to end, but Ruofu never brought up the previous night.

She had originally thought that if the Fujin asked, she could find a good opportunity to complain and make the Fujin hold the Concubine Fujin accountable.

But Ruofu didn't give her that opportunity at all, and she didn't dare to speak up, so she could only lower her head and follow the others out.

Just as they stepped out of the main hall, before they even descended the steps, Qingying's voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Sister Su."

Su Luyun paused, then reluctantly turned around.

Qingying, supporting Suxin's hand, approached and sighed softly, "I've felt uneasy about what happened last night. Since the Prince went to your place, I naturally shouldn't see him again. But I didn't expect him to come here so suddenly..."

Su Luyun pursed her lips.

Qingying didn't notice anything amiss and continued to explain gently, "I originally wanted to persuade Brother Hongli to go back, and I told him that last night was your special day and I shouldn't have made you wait alone. But he was in a bad mood at the time and said that he could only feel at ease when he saw me, so I really couldn't bear to send him away again."

A gentle, nostalgic look spread across her eyes: "Brother Hongli has always been like this since he was little. If something is on his mind, no amount of persuasion from others will help. Unless he figures it out himself, no one can do anything about it."

Su Luyun felt as if something was tightly blocking her chest.

I felt so stifled that I didn't even know what to say.

A cold, unkind laugh suddenly came from behind:

"Some people, when they enter a new temple, don't even bother to check which statue is real and which is just a clay or wooden sculpture, let alone distinguish between human and ghost, immortal and demon. They just bow their heads and worship. Now that they've stumbled, they deserve it."

Gao Xiyue, holding Moxin's hand, slowly walked over from the side.

Su Luyun's face immediately turned ugly.

Qingying frowned: "What does Princess Gao mean by that?"

Gao Xiyue reached out to adjust the pearl hairpin at her temple, her eyes fixed on the sky, her tone nonchalant: "What do I mean? Consort Qing is well-read, surely you understand?"

Qingying's expression gradually turned solemn: "Gege Gao has always been favored by the Fujin (Prince Consort), and the Fujin values ​​etiquette most, so I suppose you should be the same. Although I am of a lower rank than the Fujin, I am still a concubine listed in the imperial genealogy. Since you know the proper order of rank, why do you speak so disrespectfully to me in public? Are you knowingly committing a violation?"