Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

Upon entering the harem again, he still did not favor any new concubines. He went to Zhaoqing Palace, followed by Consort An, Consort Liu, Consort Lin, and in between, a beauty and a talented woman.

After this period, another batch of women entered the palace. This batch did not receive any special honors; they were all appointed as concubines.

The Emperor finally went to Consort Lü's palace. She was the Prime Minister's legitimate daughter and a gentle and exquisite beauty.

Then came the Empress and Consort Lan.

Then they started meeting with the group of imperial concubines, leaving Consort Wang completely ignored.

The Emperor didn't visit the inner palace every day. After all this trouble, Consort Wang had been in the palace for more than two months and hadn't even seen the Emperor.

The more intense the rumors were back then, the more embarrassed she is now.

Based on the information, Lan Wan'er analyzed that Consort Wang was simply a little carried away. She had told her girlfriends twice that she had already met the Emperor, and the news had spread like wildfire in the harem. She hadn't known this before entering the palace, so she was clearly being plotted against.

As for who plotted it? There are only a handful of people with the ability to stir up trouble in the harem.

"Alright, no need to ask any further." Lan Wan'er told her subordinates not to investigate. She wasn't the Empress; it wasn't her responsibility, and there was no need to bother with such trivial matters.

As the Emperor favored the concubines and bestowed titles upon them, more and more women became qualified to pay their respects to the Empress, leading to an increase in their sarcastic and open remarks.

Lan Wan'er held a high rank and was favored by the emperor, so few dared to challenge her. Consort Lü tried to test her once, but Lan Wan'er directly rebuffed her, almost making her cry. After that, no one dared to use her as a training ground for experience points anymore.

Finding an opportunity, Lan Wan'er begged the Emperor to let her two nieces come to the palace to stay with her for a few days.

Eleven-year-old Lan Yuezhi and nine-year-old Lan Yuewei entered Zhaoqing Palace nervously and reservedly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm your aunt, I don't eat people," Lan Wan'er joked.

"Greetings, Your Highness." The two girls first bowed and greeted the concubine according to palace etiquette, then shyly said, "Auntie."

"Come and sit down," Lan Wan'er greeted warmly. "You are the only mistress of Zhaoqing Palace. Make yourself at home here."

A few words of comfort were not enough to ease the two girls' tension. Lan Wan'er asked Jinshu to arrange for them to stay in a side hall, to make some clothes for the two girls today, and to send them a set of jewelry tomorrow.

After the two girls had lived there for about half a month and had gotten used to it, Lan Wan'er asked, "Have you been learning how to manage the household at home?"

"Yes, Second Grandma and Director are leading us."

"Then the internal affairs of Zhaoqing Palace will be entrusted to you." Lan Wan'er's methods of teaching children were quite unruly.

"Oh? How can that be?"

"Why not? Your aunt will be entrusting the management of the estates and shops outside to you in the future, so you should learn well." Lan Wan'er smiled meaningfully.

Then Granny Qiu, Aunt Chang, Jinshu, Anfu and others took turns teaching the two girls until they had dark circles under their eyes.

Lan Wan'er was responsible for keeping an eye on them, making sure they always maintained the proper status of their mistresses and didn't get used to thinking from the perspective of servants.

Xuan Chengyan felt sorry for the two girls and pleaded on their behalf, "Take it slow, don't tire them out."

"It's alright, their eating and sleeping schedules are very appropriate." Lan Wan'er wasn't trying to exhaust her niece, so she paid close attention to their diet and daily life.

Lan Yuezhi is getting old; in a couple of years, it won't be good for her to stay in the palace anymore. She needs to teach her quickly. The prosperity of a family is never just about the excellence of the men, but also about the women in the inner quarters not holding back. Even if they get married, they should still be able to represent the Lan family's style.

"When the time comes, I will arrange a good marriage for them."

"Your Majesty, then they must be even more outstanding. If they can't even organize a banquet properly, or understand the accounts, wouldn't that be embarrassing for Your Majesty?"

"How could that be? After all, I grew up in a marquis's mansion."

"Their mothers are not in the capital, and as their aunt, I am still worried about them."

"Does Wan'er have any plans regarding their marriage?"

"No, their parents are alive and well, so I won't worry about it. But I won't arrange a marriage between them and the Xuan family."

Why?

"Your Majesty, isn't it enough that I, the only member of the Lan family, am married to the Xuan family?" Lan Wan'er slid her finger across the back of his hand.

"Wan'er is right, you are worth ten thousand people, that's enough." Xuan Chengyan smiled and grabbed her fingers.

There were no further mentions of marriages between the two of them regarding the Lan family's nephews and nieces.

After living in the palace for three months, Lan Yuezhi and Lan Yuewei not only made rapid progress, but their worldviews were also reshaped by their aunt.

"Those rules for women are just empty words; they're just for show. We can't let those rigid rules discipline you."

"But Second Madam said that a woman should be chaste and quiet."

"Of course you should act chaste in public, but you're not children anymore. You have basic judgment. What would happen if you acted entirely according to those rules?"

Lan Yuezhi thought for a moment and whispered, "He'll be like a block of wood."

Like the second grandmother, she is good at managing the household, but her behavior is too rigid.

"If you were a man, would you like a woman like this? Or, as a woman, would you like a rigid and old-fashioned man?"

"We don't like it." The two girls shook their heads, blushing.

"So you have to learn to disguise yourself. Show the right side of yourself to the right people. We Lan family women don't need to fawn over anyone, but we can't be like wooden stakes, just saying nice things and doing nice things to make a good reputation and live a good life. Isn't that a comfortable life of being glamorous inside and out?"

Lan Yue blushed slightly and asked softly, "Aunt, do you treat the Emperor the same way?"

"Yes," Lan Wan'er said frankly, "Understanding people's hearts is the best and simplest way to deal with the world."

"The Sacred Heart can also do it," Lan Yuezhi swallowed the rest of her sentence.

Lan Wan'er smiled at the two of them, but didn't say anything, letting them figure it out themselves.

The emperor's heart is the subject of the most speculation. Civil and military officials, imperial relatives and families, concubines in the harem, and palace servants all speculate about the emperor's heart.

"If your servants don't understand you, how can they serve you well?"

Such insights that overturn conventional wisdom cannot be shared too often at once, lest they be too stimulating. After saying her last sentence, Lan Wan'er waved for them to return to the side hall, then turned and instructed them to prepare some brain-boosting food.

While she was educating the girls, the boys were causing trouble outside. Lan Yunchi kicked over an old farmer's grain load in the market, cursed at him, and made him kneel down and apologize for blocking his way. He was impeached by an imperial censor.

Lan Wan'er was furious and summoned the three boys to Zhaoqing Palace.

"Guards, hold this brat down!" Lan Wan'er, whip in hand, immediately lashed out.

"Aunt!" Lan Yunchi was stunned. They had beaten a member of the clan, and his aunt had done it so casually. He had kicked the thing of a lowly commoner, and his aunt had hit him with her own hands?

Lan Wan'er personally took the whip and lashed him twenty times.