The Empress was so angry that her heart ached. But that was her own daughter. What could she do? She could not really watch her be despised by others, let alone let her be a widow at such a young age.
The Empress sighed helplessly. "Got it. When your grandfather comes back, I'll tell him not to be too angry with Yan'er and not to make things difficult for your family. It's always good to be a family."
Nangong Li was relieved with the Empress's guarantee. Now, they only needed to wait for the Emperor's anger to subside. Unfortunately, just as Nangong Li was about to return to the manor to report the good news to the Queen, bad news suddenly came from the prison—the Prince Consort vomited blood.
The Queen, who was reading in the room, stood up and looked at the guard captain, Mo Sang, with a burning gaze. "What did you say? What happened to the Prince Consort?"
