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Consort Hui stopped in her tracks. Her hand was still bleeding, and the pain was excruciating, though she had endured it for a long time.

The Emperor called her back, just as she expected.

Emperor Yuan entered Consort Shen's bedroom, with Consort Hui following behind him.

The emperor still clutched the mask in his hand, his steps unsteady, as if he had suffered a great blow.

Inside the bedroom, there is a memorial tablet for Consort Shen.

Behind the memorial tablet, in the portrait of Consort Shen, the woman is obedient and lovely, with a pure innocence between her brows, as if she has been well nourished by her husband's love, and is otherworldly and untouched by worldly dust.

But that innocence, in Emperor Yuan's eyes at this moment, seemed to be poisoned, extremely glaring.

"Your Majesty..." Consort Hui knelt behind Emperor Yuan, bracing herself for his wrath.

There were only two people in the room, and a silence fell over them.

After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Yuan finally spoke, "What kind of person is she, really?"

Consort Hui was slightly taken aback.

She thought the Emperor Yuan would rebuke her.

Unexpectedly, his tone was calm, but Consort Hui noticed the subtle sense of powerlessness hidden within it.

"The Emperor dotes on her and loves her. Whatever the Emperor sees in her, that's what she is like," Consort Hui said.

These words were a test.

She was testing how much affection Emperor Yuan still had for Consort Yang.

Emperor Yuan sneered, a hint of self-mockery in his voice, "What I saw? What I saw was what she wanted me to see, I..."

Emperor Yuan paused, thinking of the death of the Imperial Concubine.

"The accident that injured the Imperial Concubine was something she prepared for Meng Fu, wasn't it?"

He knew back then that the accident was not a simple accident.

Upon further investigation, he discovered traces of the imperial concubine's scheming. He dared not investigate any further and ordered that no one else be allowed to investigate.

At that time, he vaguely guessed that the Imperial Concubine was not as detached from worldly affairs as he had seen her.

But he refused to face it and continued to deceive himself.

Consort Hui did not answer, and Emperor Yuan suddenly raised his voice, "Is that so?"

"Yes."

Although he was mentally prepared, the answer still stung Emperor Yuan's heart.

"Ha...what else did she do? Tell me!"

The last word was spoken through gritted teeth, filled with anger.

Consort Hui's heart trembled. She lowered her eyes, not daring to, and no longer concealed anything, "The things Her Majesty the Empress just said are not unjust, Miss."

"Back then, Miss was ordered by Prince Su to monitor you and also revealed your whereabouts to Prince Su. After that, you married Miss Meng and, with the support of the Meng family, gradually stood out among the princes and gained power, even surpassing Prince Su. Miss then changed her mind."

"She abandoned Prince Su. On the night Prince Su's entire family was executed, Miss was in a teahouse near Prince Su's mansion and witnessed it being burned to ashes."

"And that mask..."

"Miss always knew that the mask belonged to Miss Meng, and she was certain that as long as Miss Meng didn't see the mask, nothing would go wrong."

"But the Emperor married Miss Meng. Under the same roof, Miss Meng was afraid that the secret of the mask would be discovered, so she hid the mask."

As Consort Hui spoke, Emperor Yuan's expression grew increasingly gloomy and fierce.

"Ha, fine, she's been lying to me all along!" Emperor Yuan gritted his teeth, suddenly turning around to glare at Consort Hui. "You've been lying to me too?! Why? Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

If he had known earlier, he could have...

The image of Meng Fu flashed through Emperor Yuan's mind, and everything transformed into the fiercest rage, which he unleashed upon Consort Hui.

What Consort Hui had been waiting for was this question from Emperor Yuan.

She met Emperor Yuan's gaze, and the hatred in her eyes made him tremble slightly.

Then Consort Hui's voice rang out in the room:

"I am a servant. Back then, my mistress held my indenture in her hands. She told me countless times what would happen if I betrayed her."

"This servant dares not betray her. This servant fears her ruthless methods, and even more so her heartless and cold-blooded nature."

"That year, the Emperor was drunk and favored me. It wasn't that the Emperor was drunk and acted recklessly. It was the Consort who added an aphrodisiac to your wine. Because she was pregnant at the time, she was afraid that you would go to the Empress's palace, so she had me pester you."

"Ha, everyone says that I betrayed my master, and that the Consort is kind enough to tolerate me. But no one knows how she tortured me when no one was around."

"She wanted to use the servant to keep the emperor in check, but she also hated that the servant was favored by the emperor."

"This servant is pregnant..."

As Consort Hui spoke, the hatred in her eyes burned even more intensely.

"She didn't want me to give birth to the child. On the day I gave birth, she bribed the midwife to make me have a difficult labor. She wanted me and my unborn child to die."

"Fortunately, my servant and Liu'er are lucky; we survived, but Liu'er is now ill."

"Ha, everyone says that Liu'er survived because of her, but she is clearly the vengeful ghost who takes lives. She named Liu'er 'Lian' (meaning 'pity'), not out of pity for him, but out of pity for him."

"She wanted Liu'er to live up to her name, to be a pitiful person for life."

"Kind? Unambitious? Whenever I hear others praise her like that, I find it laughable. Whenever I see the Emperor looking at the portrait of the Imperial Concubine and fondly remembering her, I also find it laughable."

As Consort Hui spoke, her hatred was mixed with a hint of madness.

Meeting the Emperor's increasingly bloodshot eyes, she seemed to have no other choice but to speak, "Your Majesty, your Consort is not your savior. She is ruthless and cruel. All her kindness is an act. Do you love someone like that?"

Do you love me?

Emperor Yuan's eyes trembled slightly.

He was unwilling to face this issue, and even more resentful that Consort Hui's question forced him to confront it.

In a fit of rage, Emperor Yuan kicked Consort Hui in the chest.

Consort Hui was kicked away, and a sharp pain shot through her chest.

"So, you want to take revenge on the Imperial Concubine, even joining forces with Song Qingning, and you want to destroy the Imperial Concubine's memorial ceremony?"

Emperor Yuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he recalled the rabbit mask that had suddenly appeared. "This mask, you had it delivered, didn't you?"

Consort Hui did not deny it.

She propped herself up, looked at Emperor Yuan, and laughed mockingly, "Your Majesty, I cannot bear to see you deceived all this time. Do you know why you are so afraid of knowing the truth?"

"She was so terrified that she wanted to kill Empress Meng."

Emperor Yuan frowned, instinctively not wanting to know the reason.

But Consort Hui seemed to deliberately lay everything bare, "It's because of you. She discovered that even if she impersonated your savior, the person you love is still not her."

"The one you love is the Empress!"

"Shut up!"

Emperor Yuan roared in anger, and the truth he had been trying so hard to avoid was thus revealed.

He wished he could kill Consort Hui.

Emperor Yuan then took the candlestick, approached Consort Hui, and was about to smash it when he heard Consort Hui's voice:

"The Empress is kind and dislikes indiscriminate killing. If I die like this, won't she hate the Emperor even more?"

The candlestick, about to be smashed, suddenly stopped.

A flicker of struggle and concern flashed across Emperor Yuan's eyes, which Consort Hui noticed, and her smile gradually widened.

She won her bet!

Over the years, she has seen Emperor Yuan's thoughts and feelings towards Empress Meng better than anyone else.

The King of Qin at that time was out of power, had no backing, and was extremely self-conscious.

Even after becoming an emperor, that inferiority complex remained deeply ingrained.

Empress Meng's radiant and flamboyant nature aroused his admiration and jealousy. He suppressed Empress Meng, wanting her to look up to him.

He was oblivious to his own love amidst the suppression.

But how could a woman like Empress Meng be subdued by a petty person?

"Your Majesty, I request to enter the Cold Palace to atone for the crime of helping Consort Hui deceive Your Majesty." Consort Hui stood up, ignoring Emperor Yuan, who was still clutching the candlestick and had a ferocious expression, and walked out of the room.

Her real purpose was to send him to the cold palace.

Everything went smoothly today.

But when he walked out of the main hall and saw Song Qingning standing with Xie Lian, he was shocked.

Consort Hui's smile froze.

She knew that Song Qingning was deliberately waiting for her.