Queen Zhao glanced at Consort Cheng coldly before stopping her with a light wave of her hand. She then looked at the kneeling Manager Hu again. "You wicked servant, you had better think clearly before talking! Exactly who directed you to embezzle the spiritual bamboo shoots and smuggle them for private goods?"
"It is His Highness the Eldest Prince!" Manager Hu insisted emphatically that it was the eldest prince. It was as if he had bit onto a piece of fatty meat, he simply did not relent in his statement.
However, Consort Cheng was flushed with agitation, and she suddenly ran over uncontrollably to claw this Manager Hu to death. "Don't you spout nonsense! And frame my son!"
"After we return to the palace, I will personally report this incident to the king." Queen Zhao smiled mirthlessly, "At that time, Consort Cheng must make sure to be present to thoroughly explain the situation. Don't blame this queen for not giving you the opportunity to argue your case!"
