Once Jiang Yingcheng had her target, she asked System Bro to pull up the relevant information. On the surface, she pretended to be waiting for her handsome imperial father to uphold justice for her, but her mind had long since flown to the court historian named Zeng Wencheng.
The more she dug, the wider her almond-shaped eyes grew, making one worry that her eyeballs might fall right out.
[Wow, this Zeng Wencheng earned enough to buy an entire residence just by selling my imperial father's birth details!]
[Wow, wow, wow! Chengcheng thought only Noble Consort Rou had bought them, but so many aunties bought them too!]
[Good heavens, almost every auntie in the harem bought them?!]
Eunuch Changshun stiffened and glanced toward Emperor Mingze. After a moment's consideration, he discreetly retreated two steps, barely squeezing himself into the shadows in the corner.
Jiang Yanchuan's movements also paused. His icy gaze swept over Noble Consort Rou, who stood in the middle of the hall, before turning to Fang Siwan behind her.
Fang Siwan snapped back to her senses and hastily shook her head at him with frantic vigor, her eyes utterly earnest.
No, no! Your consort never bought them.
Although she had indeed entertained the idea.
The man had suddenly contacted a palace maid in her residence a year ago. By then, several women in the harem had already purchased Emperor Mingze's birth details. She had thought that perhaps someone skilled could use them to divine his temperament, preferences, and taboos, and had wavered over the temptation.
But then she had considered that, if the matter came to light, the Embroidered Uniform Guard might follow the vine to the melon and uncover the child swap-a crime grave enough to cost her her head.
So she had abandoned the idea.
Never had