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Originally, a fierce rivalry that seemed like life and death between the two had suddenly transformed into a united front due to the news of Prince of Yu’s impending return.

They calmed down for another reason. The New Year was approaching, and the Emperor and Empress did not want to see them fighting, creating a gloomy atmosphere in the Imperial Court.

If they did not calm down, the Emperor would genuinely become angry.

The weather was getting colder, and on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Chang’an City saw the first snow of the winter.

Lin Zizi had sent over several warm coats early in the morning, worried that Jiang Ning might catch a cold.

There was a flawless white fox fur coat and a sable cloak.

At the moment, Jiang Ning was wearing a red cape, accentuating her increasingly radiant and youthful beauty.

Her appearance was indeed very magnificent. However, as she sat in a wheelchair, holding a hand warmer, and with a languid expression, this sense of magnificence was somewhat diminished.

Today was the End-of-Year Sacrifice Festival, and porridge would be cooked in the manor.

According to the custom, the Imperial Court had to set up porridge stalls for charity, and it was best to have the royal women present to distribute the porridge in person, demonstrating the court’s care for the common people.

So Jiang Ning was given this task.

Others who went with her included the Crown Prince’s Princess Consort, the Princess Consort of Wei, and several Princess consorts of the royal family.

The situation was somewhat awkward, wasn’t it?

Who didn’t know that the three royal brothers were at odds with each other?

Jiang Ning and the Crown Prince’s Princess Consort had openly fallen out, while the relationship between the Crown Prince’s Princess Consort and the Princess Consort of Wei was also not great.

Comparatively speaking, there was no significant animosity between Jiang Ning and the Princess Consort of Wei.

However, due to the long-standing rivalry between the Crown Prince and Prince of Wei against Prince of Yu, the relationship between the two women was somewhat delicate.

Princess Consort of Wei was a bit embarrassed and wanted to greet Jiang Ning out of courtesy, but seeing her cold and aloof appearance, she didn’t dare to.

Jiang Ning didn’t care. Having her own pot of porridge, with Dongxie and Xiaoman helping, one ladling the porridge and the other handing out bowls, they worked together seamlessly.

All Jiang Ning had to do was hold her hand warmer and sit on the side, watching.

The Crown Prince’s Princess Consort and the other ladies, in order to show their hands-on efforts, all personally joined in.

Despite this, the queue of commoners at Jiang Ning’s side far exceeded the others.

Soon, the porridge barrel in front of Dongxie and Xiaoman was empty.

Jiang Ning was pleased, “Done for the day!”

Dongxie wiped her sweat and set down her ladle.

The problem was that there was still a long line in front of them.

“We haven’t received any yet, big sister,” said a shy teenage boy holding a bowl at the front of the line, “Can you give me some?”

Dongxie smiled, “My barrel is empty here, so why don’t you go line up next to it?”

“I just want it from here.”

“Why’s that?” Dongxie asked curiously.

She had been wondering why there were so many people in their queue.

Although it was charity porridge, they were in Chang’an City, the wealthiest place in the Great Sheng Dynasty, and the commoners had good lives. Not many people would queue up in the cold for a bowl of porridge.

As a result, there was still a lot of porridge left for the Crown Prince’s Princess Consort and the other ladies.

The teenager’s dark face blushed slightly, “Because this madam is the most beautiful.”

He was referring to Jiang Ning.

So that was it.

The expressions of the other noblewomen suddenly became interesting.

It was snowing, the cold wind was biting, and they had to deal with the commoners. For these noblewomen, who had been accustomed to a life of luxury, it was unbearable.

Seeing Jiang Ning had finished handing out porridge, they couldn’t help but be jealous.

The Crown Prince’s Princess Consort said, “Princess Consort of Yu, since the commoners like you so much, why don’t you help out the Princess Consort of Wei, who has the most leftover porridge?”

Princess Consort of Wei’s face changed slightly.