Chun De took the ginseng soup from Fang Xiu, took a light sip, and set it down.
"Then tell me, what was your mistake?"
"Er..."
Song Lianhe opened her mouth. 'I can't just say it to her face, can I? The Empress has her dignity to consider, especially in front of her "brother-in-law."'
Left with no choice, she shot a glance at Zhou Cangyan—
'Please, do something!'
Zhou Cangyan's gaze lazily dropped. After a quick glance, he nonchalantly looked up again. "Your Majesty, you're frightening her."
Chun De's expression froze for a moment. She quickly glanced at Fang Xiu, her eyes filled with unconcealable joy. But she just as quickly composed herself, clearing her throat and speaking slowly, "I merely invited her for a visit, and Biwu insisted on coming along. I can overlook that, but am I not even allowed to ask her a question now?"
Song Lianhe was still kneeling. Her heart pounded at the Empress's words. 'Is the Empress really that bothered by Consort Jing?'
