Chu Lu headed to the interrogation room and found it had already become a complete mess.
The Prince Consort was bristling with fury, raging like thunder. She clutched a jade pendant in her hand and howled, "I'll kill you! I'll kill you! You'll pay for Wan'er's life!"
Two soldiers held her tightly, refusing to let her run wild.
In front of the Prince Consort, Jiang Xuening hid fearfully behind the soldiers. Yet upon hearing the Prince Consort's furious curses, she poked her head out with dissatisfaction and said, "What do you mean, make me pay with my life? I never told you to kill her. I only wanted you to teach her a lesson. Who knew you'd hang her from the city wall?"
"And what are you pretending to be so devoted for?" Jiang Xuening continued. "The Princess stayed by your side for so long, yet you never recognized her. I merely acted a little weak and coaxed you a bit, and you believed me completely. I don't think you liked her all that much either."
Chu Lu was startled. Damn, you're still fanning the flames at a time like this?
Sure enough, the Prince Consort's rage soared to the heavens. Her face twisted viciously, veins bulging on her forehead. Compared to a person, she looked more like a ghost.
Unfortunately, she was still very weak.
In the end, overwhelmed by grief and fury yet powerless to do anything, the Prince Consort burst into loud sobs.
Seeing this, Jiang Xuening actually revealed a trace of smugness, as though she had won.
Chu Lu: "..."
—What a rotten show.
"Enough." Chu Lu clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. "Prince Consort Tang, stop crying too."
Only then did the Prince Consort notice Chu Lu. Her grief deepened at once as she cried,