"Boom!" The pitch-black sky churned with roiling, ever-gathering dark clouds, resembling an overturned sea.
The sea of clouds surged with the crushing momentum to destroy heaven and earth.
The ocean changed in an instant, unfathomable, and the sky at this moment radiated an aura of unsearchable celestial might, a powerful sense of oppression that pressed down until everyone could barely breathe.
In such a suffocating atmosphere, let alone humans, even animals—whether they had gained spiritual awareness or remained muddled—held their breath at this moment, to say nothing of making the slightest sound.
They feared that a single sound would startle the beings in the heavens.
Lamps were lit within the towering palace. Outside, a gale raged, and drafts leaked inside, making the lantern flames flicker in tandem.
A few palace maids stood in a corner as a female official walked over and bowed. "Your Ladyship, the empress dowager has already issued an imperial edict conferring the title of Consort Zhen upon Miss Er of the Zhou Family, Zhou Yi."
"Consort Zhen is currently coming to pay her respects to Your Ladyship." As she spoke, the female official's expression and tone were calm, yet she could not conceal the fluctuations in her eyes.
Who did not know Princess Xinping? How was it that, in the blink of an eye, she had transformed into her nephew's Consort Zhen? Was this, then, the royal family?
The female official expressed deep shock.
"I know!" Bu Hui had actually known this long ago, having heard it directly from the empress, and understood the empress's intention.
Princess Xinping's status, coupled with Consort Wu's contributions, naturally pointed to one of the four principal consorts, but the four principal consorts were too conspicuous. Now, the rank of Consort Zhen was neither too high nor too low, requiring no