Before Jiang Yingcheng could ask, several Aunties pulled her into the room, concern written all over their faces. The moment she stepped inside, she saw a squad of soldiers in silver armor dragging several people, stripped down to their underclothes, farther into the palace.
Jiang Yingcheng stared blankly. [What happened here?!]
Kan Nianzhen led the little girl forward by the hand. Hearing this, she replied with a smile, "A few days ago, His Majesty sent someone to warn us that unrest would soon break out in the palace. He wanted to take us out of the palace to shelter us from the storm."
Jiang Yingcheng had known nothing about this development. She tilted her head up and listened intently.
Kan Nianzhen lifted the little girl onto the Upholstered Chair. As she carefully checked her for fresh injuries, she continued, "We thought we couldn't rely on His Majesty for everything and be ornamental vases hiding behind safe walls built from our soldiers' flesh and blood."
They wanted to do their part, too.
The Pan family's involvement in this rebellion was already certain, but they kept worrying that, with that man's cunning and deep-laid schemes, His Majesty might struggle to find evidence that would nail them down for good. They also feared the family would leave Consort Shu and the Fourth Imperial Prince an escape route, making it difficult for His Majesty to convict those two.
When the imperial bloodline was involved, they had to think a few steps further ahead.
So...
[So... over the past few days, the Aunties deliberately arranged chance encounters with Consort Shu and did everything they could to make trouble for her, hoping she'd become so consumed by rage that she'd do something irrational?!]
Reading the information System Bro had just pulled up, Jiang Yingcheng was utterly