"Your Concubine... Your Concubine..."
Chuxue and Yixue's faces had gone deathly pale. They exchanged a glance, then began kowtowing at the same time:
"It was all our fault. We acted on our own and tried to find out what was happening in Jingren Palace. It had nothing to do with our mistress. She knew nothing about it."
Consort Wan lifted her head in shock and stared at the two of them in disbelief. "Chuxue, Yixue, how could you... How could you do this?"
"Mistress, we're sorry. We've implicated you. We deserve to die!"
With that, before anyone could react, Chuxue and Yixue simultaneously hurled themselves toward a nearby pillar.
They had thrown themselves at it with the determination to die, holding nothing back.
By the time they fell to the ground, both their heads were broken and bleeding. They soon breathed their last.
"Chuxue! Yixue!"
Consort Wan let out a tragic wail and rushed over to embrace their bodies. Her face was streaked with tears. "How could you be so foolish? You only tried to find out some information. It wasn't a crime deserving death!"
Consort Wan was utterly grief-stricken. Her entire body trembled, as though she could no longer hold herself up. Her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.
Jin Moli could not bear to watch any longer. He hurried over and lifted her into his arms. "Wan'er..."
"Your Majesty, it was all my fault. I was the one who caused their deaths. They saw that I'd been in a bad mood these past few days, that I couldn't eat or sleep well, and so they mistakenly thought..."
Consort Wan clutched tightly at his sleeve, weeping bitterly, her eyes filled with guilt.
"It's all my fault. I was the one who caused their deaths. They're still