While Consort Shu was still trying to figure out what she had missed, Princess Consort Wan had fainted dead away from anger. It was a long while before she came to. She sat there in a daze, and after a long time, she still had no idea what she had been thinking about. Her mind was a complete blank; all the books she usually read had vanished without a trace.
All she could picture was Song Yunzhao's face, which inevitably reminded her of the day she had seen the Emperor with her.
'I should have realized it that day. The Emperor treats Song Yunzhao differently than the rest of us.'
'The Emperor never holds our hands, but I saw it so clearly that day. He was holding Song Yunzhao's hand, not the other way around.'
'And now she's pregnant. Her future is probably going to be even more dazzling.'
"Your Highness, Rouge from Consort Zhuang's side is here and wishes to see you," Le Chun said cautiously as she entered the hall.
