The Empress Dowager said helplessly, "I told Ziyan to enter the palace as a concubine and to stay by your side, but she was unwilling. What can I do?"
Upon hearing the Empress Dowager's words, Rong Che did not blame Han Ziyan, and said harshly, "If it weren't for that traitor occupying the court, Ziyan wouldn't like him. Isn't it because he seems powerful? But that was snatched from me, it's mine. Since he won't return it to me, I can't be blamed for taking action against him."
Rong Che said this with a face full of hatred. The Empress Dowager looked at him and sighed, "But since you are taking action, you should have finished it. How can you stop now when it's a mess like this?"
The Empress Dowager was fiddling with her long nails while silently contemplating how to bring things to a close.
The Little Emperor coldly laughed with full momentum, "Furong Drunk, is not easy to cure."
The Empress Dowager rolled her eyes at the Little Emperor, "You're underestimating your Uncle."
