Pei Shu'er wore a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold and piercing.
She said, "Aunt Ying Chun, regarding the rumors you've been spreading about me and the Seventeenth Prince, don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
A quick flicker of panic crossed Ying Chun's eyes, but her demeanor remained composed, showing no signs of weakness.
"Princess Consort, what are you saying? Ying Chun doesn't understand."
Pei Shu'er laughed coldly, her gaze full of mockery as she looked at Ying Chun.
"Xuan Yi!"
Xuan Yi stepped forward and explained the situation to everyone present.
At first, the other concubines in attendance didn't quite understand Pei Shu'er, thinking she was making a fuss over nothing.
After all, Ying Chun had barely crossed paths with Pei Shu'er a few times.
She had no apparent conflict with Pei Shu'er, so how could she go against her?
Moreover, since the Old Madam ceased to handle affairs, Pei Shu'er had already become the de facto mistress.
