Consort Liu no longer possessed her usual pride and alluring beauty. Her pale face was filled with hatred and venom.
She was like a cornered beast, unable to escape, only capable of letting out a desperate roar.
She reached out with her hands, nails painted a vivid red, and tried to strangle Zijuan.
But Zijuan nimbly dodged out of the way.
Still, her nails managed to scratch Zijuan's neck, leaving two stark red marks.
Zijuan raised a hand to her neck, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Things have already reached this point. Even if you kill me, Noble Consort, it will be of no use. Why don't you think about what you should do next?"
Consort Liu glared at her hatefully. "What I'll do next, of course, is expose you to the Saint! You and your master will die along with me!"
Zijuan said, "Have you considered what will happen to the Fifth Prince if you die?"
At the thought of her precious son, Consort Liu was rendered speechless.
