Behind Noble Princess Consort Zhan's faint smile was a hidden resilience.
'The Zhan family's misfortune is mine alone to bear. I can't let the next generation be dragged into this pit of fire.'
"The Crown Prince is here—"
A eunuch's voice rang out as Sang Qi walked into the hall.
"Your son pays his respects to Her Majesty, the Empress, and to Mother-Consort," Sang Qi said, bowing.
"You may rise. It's rare for the Crown Prince to visit Kunning Palace. It seems we have Miss Xiang to thank for the honor," the Empress said with a light laugh.
With a cold expression, Sang Qi walked over and sat down beside Consort Yuan.
The other concubines clutched their handkerchiefs, not daring to breathe. Anyone could hear the sarcasm in the Empress's words.
