Misty Pavilion's Summons

With a cold snort, Shang Jianxiong flicked his sleeve and left. Tian Yu glanced at the three men and hurried after him.

Tong Mo, leaning against a pillar, let out a sigh. His shoulders slumped, his old face full of helplessness.

Shang Yongzhong moved closer and asked in a low voice, "Did the Chancellor make a move against that woman?"

Tong Mo rolled his eyes and glared at him. "Prince, do you know what you're saying?"

"Hehe, just asking, just asking. A joke. Chancellor, don't take it seriously." Shang Yongzhong tucked both hands into his sleeves before his stomach and cheerfully looked around.

The expressionless Gao Jiancheng looked toward the doorway and sighed. "A beautiful woman brings disaster!"

Tong Mo nodded deeply in agreement. He liked women himself and had never particularly accepted the saying that beautiful women brought disaster, but now he felt it keenly.

Shang Yongzhong could not help shaking his head as well. "At a time like this, the harem has been thrown into unrest over an outsider woman. I'm afraid many people will be unhappy." As he spoke, his eyes narrowed. Even he had developed murderous intent toward the Jade Consort.

The other two naturally understood whom he meant by "many people"—the people behind those women in the harem.

They currently needed to rely on those people to control the situation. For the Emperor to dote solely on one woman at such a time was indeed inappropriate. Yet that woman had the Emperor's protection. If the Emperor had truly set his heart on protecting her, outsiders would find it difficult to lay a hand on her.

No one wanted a woman to affect their shared interests.

"Chancellor, you'd best communicate properly with Chief Steward Tian Yu," Gao Jiancheng hinted.

Shang Yongzhong nodded inwardly. To make a