Listening to her daughter's heartfelt words, the pregnant Lady Hou went on a killing spree.

Wang was not having an easy time at this time; kneeling in the Golden Palace was a torment for her, both physically and mentally.

She dared not look Consort De in the eye. Although she did not speak, her behavior spoke volumes.

Consort De looked at Ye Simiao, who was kneeling to the side.

Apart from her eyes, which were strikingly similar to the emperor's, she couldn't find any other resemblance between Ye Simiao and her.

"That's impossible. Miss Ye doesn't look like me at all."

After learning the truth last night, she was overwhelmed by remorse, and now there was nothing she couldn't say.

"When Miaomiao was born, her nose looked just like Your Majesty's. I'm afraid that as Miaomiao grows up, she will look more and more like Your Majesty."

I recall hearing about a folk remedy before, which said that to make the bridge of the nose high and straight, you can massage the bridge of the nose every day during infancy.

The woman thought the opposite would also work, so she massaged Miaomiao's nose bridge every day during her postpartum period, continuing until Miaomiao was three years old, completely changing the shape of Miaomiao's nose at birth.

As Wang spoke, the wound on her face reopened, and blood flowed from her neck onto her clothes, staining most of her dress red.

But now no one feels sorry for Wang; they only think she is utterly despicable.

Ye Simiao could hardly believe it. Her biggest inferiority complex since childhood was her flat nose. Whenever she was with other noble ladies, she would always hear them talking about her nose in private.

I never imagined that all of this was caused by Wang Shi. I felt a dull ache in my heart.

The courtiers were looking at Ye Simiao, and when they saw her flat nose...

The ministers all thought that if her nose were like Consort De's, she would probably be a beauty in the making.

After Wang finished speaking, she closed her eyes. She knew she was not going to live today. She only begged the Emperor and Consort De to spare the Ye family and her son and grandson.

As for Qixia, she should just pretend she never gave birth to her.

At this moment, Consort De was furious. She raised her hand high and struck Wang's other half of her face, which was completely unharmed.

"Wang, how dare you!"

Inside the Second Princess's residence, Princess Qixia was lying on a chaise longue in the room, while two handsome men, dressed in sheer gauze robes, were attentively serving her.

Just then, a maidservant hurriedly entered and knelt before Princess Qixia.

"Princess, something terrible has happened! Our scouts have just reported that Prime Minister Ye, along with his wife and the eldest daughter of the Ye family, have entered the palace. Chen Er's assassination attempt failed, and he has committed suicide by poison."

Princess Qixia suddenly sat up in fright.

"What did you say?!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than the voice of a eunuch came from outside the room, and then the eunuch walked in.

"This servant is acting on His Majesty's orders to summon Her Highness the Princess to the palace. Your Highness, please."

The eunuch arrived at the princess's residence and barged in without waiting for an announcement. As he was a close associate of the emperor, no one in the princess's residence dared to stop him.

"You go out first. I will change my clothes and then come into the palace with you."

"Your Highness, this outfit suits you very well. The Emperor and all the ministers in the palace are waiting for you."

Princess Qixia looked at the eunuch in front of her with a gloomy expression. The eunuch lowered his eyes and kept his mind to himself.

To become a favorite of the emperor, one must be unafraid to offend the concubines and other ladies-in-waiting in the harem; otherwise, one could not have become a favorite of the emperor.

Princess Qixia flicked her sleeves and, before leaving, uttered some harsh words to the eunuch.

"Very well, I'll remember you."

The eunuch was utterly disdainful, thinking that Princess Qixia would be in a real predicament soon, and wouldn't have time to care about a mere eunuch like him.

Consort De slapped Lady Wang twice, knocking her unconscious. Lady Wang had already been through quite a bit of trouble.

"Summon the imperial physician and wake him up for me."

Consort De was furious. Regardless of whether Ye Simiao was her biological son or not, she would not let Wang Shi off the hook.

The head of the Imperial Medical Academy entered the Golden Palace and bowed deeply to examine and treat Lady Wang.

The first thing to deal with was the wound on her face that was bleeding profusely. He was really afraid that if it continued to bleed like this, Wang Shi would not be able to leave the Golden Palace, and the Emperor would hold him accountable.

After quickly treating the wound, Physician Chen took Wang's pulse.

One look at him and you could tell he had lost a lot of blood and had been through a lot of trauma; he probably didn't have much of a chance of survival without proper care.

But none of that is the most important thing right now. The most important thing is to wake the person up.

Physician Chen took out his silver needles again and stabbed them hard into Wang's painful acupoints, but no matter how he stabbed her, she did not wake up. Physician Chen was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat.

"Professor Chen."

"Your subject is here."

"I wonder if there's any way to prove whether the eldest daughter of the Ye family is truly my biological daughter?"

"Your Majesty, it is now very simple to prove whether the eldest daughter of the Ye family is a royal princess; all that is needed is a blood test."

All the officials had the same thought: ever since the Lady of Anshun made such a scene at the Kyoto government office, there had been a lot more families in the capital using blood-drop kinship tests, and now even the royal family had been dragged into it.

The emperor waved his hand, and immediately eunuchs went to prepare.

Now that this matter has been brought to light in the Golden Palace, he intends to clarify the matter in front of all the civil and military officials there.

The water was prepared personally by Chief Steward Yu and placed in the center of the main hall.

"Miss Ye, please."

Ye Simiao got up and went to the bowl. He picked up the knife next to him, made a cut on his index finger, and squeezed out a drop of blood into the bowl.

After finishing everything, he returned to the spot where he had been kneeling and knelt down again.

The emperor at the head of the table stood up, clearly intending to inspect it himself.

The ministers all knelt on the ground.

The rally was led by Chief Minister Huang.

"Your Majesty, your health is crucial to the fate of the nation; it must not be harmed!"

The emperor remained unmoved, and walked from the head of the table to the center of the hall, picked up a small knife, and made a cut on his index finger.

Seeing that they could not stop it, all the ministers could only hold their breath and wait for the result.

A drop of blood fell into the bowl, and Chief Steward Yu quickly pressed a cotton cloth tightly against the wound on the emperor's index finger.

The emperor's eyes were fixed on the two drops of blood in the bowl, while Consort De rushed over, looking on anxiously.

The civil and military officials in the hall were extremely curious, but no one dared to make a move.

Silence reigned in the hall; you could hear a pin drop. The Emperor watched as two drops of blood mingled together.

In truth, the emperor had long since accepted that Ye Simiao was his biological daughter, but seeing their blood mingling, he felt a sense of relief.

Consort De's eyes reddened, and she carefully walked up to Ye Simiao. Disregarding her manners, she knelt down on the ground and pulled him into her arms.

"Miaomiao, you really are my daughter."

Then came the sorrowful cries of Consort De.

"Princess Qixia has arrived."

A low voice came from outside the hall. As soon as Princess Qixia entered the Golden Palace, she saw Consort De holding Ye Simiao and crying uncontrollably.

A sudden panic gripped my heart.

"Mother, don't you want Qixia anymore? I am your own daughter."