Consort Xian: "..."
Her pretensions exposed, Consort Xian's face flushed scarlet.
Jian Ruonan was the girl she had picked as her son's future consort. How could she... how could she lay someone's secrets bare like that?!
At the same time, Consort Xian instantly understood why Jian Ruonan was so highly valued. This girl really did have some ability.
If she married Huai'er, wouldn't that be like giving a tiger wings!
While Consort Xian's thoughts raced, all the other consorts were suppressing their laughter.
Consort Yan covered her mouth with a handkerchief, while the Empress raised her tea to hide her expression.
The other consorts who could hear those thoughts wanted to laugh but dared not. Holding it in was torture.
Consort Xian, why put on such an act?
It's not as if we don't know exactly how much you're worth!
The Emperor's mind was entirely on those young girls who had just entered the palace. How could old hands like them, who had already borne princes and princesses, still interest him?!
Consort Xian had put on this act so many times, and she had finally been exposed.
Everyone present felt as though the blockages in their breasts had cleared.
Serves you right!
How satisfying!
Seeing the mocking looks and hollow smiles around her, Consort Xian's temper flared.
As the Empress Dowager's niece, she was used to throwing her weight around. She immediately erupted. "Beep, beep, beep-"
She opened her mouth, but not a single word came out.
She looked rather like someone raging impotently.
This time, they truly couldn't hold it in, especially Consort Liang, whose grin nearly reached her ears.
Rolling her Buddhist prayer beads through her fingers, the Empress Dowager began to see the fun in this.
*This living King of Hell is a double-edged sword. No wonder