The Princess Consort was stunned for a long moment before recalling the events of the past.
Back when she had just married Prince Yan, the Empress had treated her with great kindness, frequently bestowing gifts upon her. The Empress's generosity was boundless, but the Princess Consort, exhausted from years of raising children, could hardly be expected to remember a single jade ruyi scepter from a decade ago.
"Mother Empress... this daughter-in-law admits her fault." The Princess Consort felt wronged—the mistake had been made by negligent servants, yet she, the mistress, was the one forced to bear the blame.
The Empress saw through her pretense. "You say you admit your fault, but in your heart, you must still resent me. Tantai Shuya, had you merely taken the time to check the records in the storage room before sending gifts, this oversight would never have occurred."
