Rongguo Mansion was silent as the grave.
Everyone stood beneath the covered eaves, not speaking for a long time.
At last, they understood why Master Zheng had wept so bitterly.
That oppressive, despairing court assembly-even those at the heart of government had believed there was no hope of a miracle. To have everything turned around at the final moment... such a feeling truly brought tears of joy!
"Huan'er," Jia Mu began, her aged eyes streaming with tears, her lips barely moving.
A python-robe eunuch hurried over, drawing out his announcement:
"Her Majesty the Empress has arrived!"
The women's emotions changed abruptly. Concubine Zhao wiped her eyes with a silk handkerchief and said indignantly:
"Does she still want a ghost marriage?"
They hurried to the Ceremonial Gate. Moments later, the noble, elegant Phoenix Carriage rolled slowly toward them, surrounded by dozens of eunuchs and palace maids. One maid was covered in wounds, thorn branches bound all around her body.
Jia Mu, Jia Zheng, and Concubine Zhao bowed calmly:
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Inside the Phoenix Carriage, Empress Yin wore a dark expression, her phoenix eyes shrouded in venomous hatred. Half an hour earlier, the terrible news had nearly driven her to collapse.
Her Qi'er was still waiting beneath the Nine Springs for the Jia Family to accompany him into the grave, waiting for those three vile maids to serve him, waiting for the enemy who had falsely accused him to die by a thousand cuts!
She was the Empress, the mother of the realm. Whatever she wanted, she could have!
Why was that bastard so tenacious?
Victory had been within arm's reach, only for her foot to suddenly find empty air. Her soul had been subjected to the cruelest torture!
Empress Yin drew a deep breath, forcing a smile onto her face,