Feng Yi sat there, facing the Empress Dowager's fury, yet he remained completely unmoved.
"I still remember how heartbroken you were, Mother, crying in secret. Do you remember? I was only six years old that year. You were framed by Highly Noble Princess Consort Gao, and Empress Lin fanned the flames. Father Emperor reprimanded you and put you in confinement. Then you hid away and cried all by yourself."
The Empress Dowager listened to the Emperor's words with a blank expression. She had no desire to recall the events of that year. It was utterly humiliating.
She only hated that she hadn't been ruthless enough back then, that she lacked the venomous methods of others. She only hated her own incompetence.
Seeing the Empress Dowager's indifferent face, Feng Yi grew irritated. He stood up and looked at her. "Others may see us as a loving mother and a filial son, but you, Empress Dowager, should know that is not the truth."
