"Yes."
The palace lady silently withdrew.
That afternoon.
Emperor Xuanming sat in the palace of Consort Jie. All the involved Palace Concubines had been summoned.
And kneeling below was one of the senior palace maids from Imperial Concubine Qi Zhao Yi's side.
"Spare me, Your Majesty, it was the Consort who ordered the servant girl to do it. The servant girl is innocent." The palace maid cried for mercy.
Emperor Xuanming sat at the head, his face solemn, projecting authority even without anger. "He Dequan, take her away for interrogation."
"Yes." He Dequan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling as if he were on a battlefield. Even though Imperial Concubine Qi Zhao Yi cried and knelt, claiming her innocence, He Dequan thought it was hopeless for her this time.
