The news of Lady Jia's tragic death reached the West Palace like a thunderclap in no more than a moment.
Upon hearing the dreadful news of her sister-in-law's death, Imperial Concubine Huang felt as if she had been struck by five bolts of lightning. Her blood surged, and she was scared out of her wits.
She stood there dazed, unable to recover for a long while, before overwhelming grief and fury swept through her.
Her eyes reddened as tears poured forth. No longer caring for palace rules or etiquette, she broke free from the palace attendants' restraints like a madwoman and rushed straight for Zhaixing Tower.
Stumbling all the way up to the high platform of Zhaixing Tower, she saw the blood staining the ground below and Lady Jia's body shattered to pieces. Consort Huang was instantly heartbroken.
She looked up at Su Daji, who stood nearby with an indifferent expression. Her fury shot into the heavens as she pointed at Daji and cursed sharply, her voice hoarse and shrill:
"You fox demon, you evil woman who brings chaos to the court! My elder brother Huang Feihu has devoted himself heart and soul to the Shang Dynasty. He bears no grudge against you.
"Yet you harbored such vicious intentions, plotting to murder my sister-in-law, corrupting the king and bringing disaster upon the nation. Heaven itself will not tolerate you!"
In the past, she had accepted favors from Daji. The two had joined hands to frame Queen Jiang. Though they had never been close, they had maintained a measure of superficial cooperation.
She had never imagined that Daji would be so ruthless as to turn her poisonous hand upon her own closest kin.
With her sister-in-law dead, their false alliance of old shattered completely. All the rage she had accumulated erupted