The Grand Censor's wife nodded, her voice carrying a hint of emotion. "Isn't that so? But then again, although Her Majesty has been neglected, she is still Princess Snow White's mother. For the princess's sake, His Majesty will give Her Majesty some measure of dignity."
"Let's hope so."
The figures of the ladies gradually disappeared around the end of the corridor.
Inside the bedchamber, Eva reclined against the couch once more, picking up the string of black pearl necklace and lightly rolling it between her fingers.
At last, the trace of amusement in her emerald eyes no longer bothered to hide and slowly rose to her lips.
Persuade Xue Qinghe?
Persuade Qian Renxue?
A faint curve lifted at Eva's lips.
How could they possibly know that she and Qian Renxue were tied to the same rope?
No, they were more than grasshoppers tied to the same rope. They were allies with perfectly aligned interests, partners within this imperial palace.
Eva knew every move Qian Renxue made like the back of her hand.
From making her empress, to marrying Hu Liena, to deliberately neglecting her, the empress, and favoring Imperial Consort Hu alone.
Every part of it was part of Qian Renxue's plan.
They were putting on a show for the court officials, a show for the entire world—a fine performance of a "foolish ruler bewitched by beauty."
The more anxious and concerned the court officials became, the more they believed that the emperor was being led around by Spirit Hall, the more successful Qian Renxue's plan would be.
Because people's bottom lines were trampled apart step by step.
Today, they could accept the emperor favoring Spirit Hall's saintess alone. Tomorrow, they could accept the Heaven Dou Empire drawing closer to Spirit Hall. The day after that... they could accept the