Lu Yun turned her gaze to the other side of the dragon throne. On the lower seat to the right sat the recently favored Consort Chen, Shen Wei.
Lu Yun's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She recalled that in her past life, there had been no Consort Chen in the imperial harem, nor did General Shen Mieyue have a younger sister.
Shen Mieyue had no children and had died young on the battlefield. The emperor posthumously honored him as Marquis of Zhenguo, granting him a tomb in the imperial ancestral temple.
"Consort Chen..." Lu Yun murmured to herself. Three years ago, when the emperor ascended the throne, he had disliked Consort Chen's humble origins and sent her to the mountains to fend for herself.
Later, when her true identity was revealed, the emperor reluctantly brought her back to the palace and granted her the title of consort—only out of respect for General Shen.
