It took Yuan Liangping a good while to realize that of the two women seeking an audience, one was the mother of that little princess with her extraordinary powers, and the other was the mother of the Seventh Prince, whom the little princess adored.
With those two arriving together, even thinking with his toes would have told him that they must have heard some vital information from the little princess's thoughts again.
Jiang Yanchuan nodded to Eunuch Changshun, then said to Yuan Liangping, "I understand. You may withdraw."
Yuan Liangping thought he had made it past this hurdle. Not lingering any longer, he followed the eunuch who had announced the visitors and walked out with light steps.
Once permission to enter came, Fang Siwan and Cheng Yunmeng exchanged a glance, silently encouraging each other before walking resolutely inside together.
The moment they entered the hall, both women knelt before Jiang Yanchuan.
After offering their greetings, Cheng Yunmeng spoke first. "Your Majesty, I have a grievance to bring before you!"
Jiang Yanchuan said nothing for a long while.
His memory was excellent, yet even so, the woman before him left him momentarily dazed.
Consort Lan-had the little one's thoughts not frequently mentioned Jiang Xingran lately, he might well have forgotten that such a woman still existed in his harem.
Jiang Yanchuan had something of a headache that day. He tapped his index finger twice on the narrow table holding his teacup. "Against whom?"
Cheng Yunmeng did her utmost to control the trembling running through her body and slowly answered, "I do not know."
She knew only that someone had framed her all those years ago. As for who the culprit was or what their purpose had been, she knew nothing.
Cheng Yunmeng heard a faint breath, as though the man above