Su Xinyi emerged from Zichen Palace and looked up at the sky as she walked slowly back to the Eastern Palace, her path lit by the smiling face of Hu Siyi behind her, her own face forced into a departing smile.
Such an audience with His Majesty was impossible to hide under scrutiny, and soon enough, the news reached both the court and the harem.
Noble Consort Li was already fuming over the news of Mrs. Ming's miscarriage on Prince Xiang's wedding day, and upon hearing this, her face struggled even harder to maintain its composure.
Mrs. Ren whispered from the side, "Your Highness, please calm down and take good care of yourself."
Leaning on the soft couch, Noble Consort Li stared at the ground with half-closed eyes before finally speaking, "Tell me, did I make a mistake back then? Should I have not sent Mrs. Ming to the mansion?"
