Hearing Consort Shu's words, Song Yunzhao breathed a small sigh of relief. 'Yes, just like that. Find fault with me, put me down, send me out of the palace.'
Feng Yi watched Song Yunzhao's visible relief, and a strange sense of vexation welled up inside him.
'Hah, so she wants to leave the palace?'
'Using my name as a banner and she still thinks she can get away so easily? She can dream on.'
The Emperor said nothing, but his eyes seemed to casually sweep over Princess Consort Zhuang.
Princess Consort Zhuang caught the Emperor's glance and chuckled. She looked at Consort Shu and said, "Consort Shu, it's precisely because all the sisters in the palace are the same that I think it would be more interesting to have someone different. It will liven things up. Your Majesty, I am extremely fond of Miss Song. I think we should let her stay."
