Without offspring, without favor, and if without power too, wouldn't that be... just a step away from being deposed?
Despair filled the Empress's eyes instantaneously. Deposed?! No! No! It cannot be!
The Empress could no longer maintain her composure, continuously kowtowing.
"Emperor, your concubine will not dare again! Your concubine will not dare again! Please grant your mercy, Emperor!"
Despite all her caution, she had still been dragged down by the Noble Consort. How she regretted it! How foolish she had been! She was the Empress; how could she have gambled with the Royal Family's reputation? She had forgotten her duties entirely; she deserved to die!
The Empress was sick with regret.
The Noble Consort wasn't in a much better position either. After all her calculations, she had overlooked this one aspect. Looking at the current situation, she had truly been digging her own grave!
