Shen Bijun listened to her words, but didn't get angry at all.
She simply listened quietly until Consort Yan finished speaking, then replied coldly, "Do you think you will succeed?"
Consort Yan was taken aback.
Shen Bijun smiled, "My mother is carrying a boy, that child is the rightful heir to the Royal Family! My children and I have no interest in the throne, I'm afraid your plans are going to fall through."
Consort Yan furrowed her brows, clenching her fists tightly.
Shen Bijun continued, "But don't worry, we still have time. Consort Yan, I hope that on the day of your defeat, you can truthfully answer a question for me and clear up my confusion."
Shen Bijun never intended to have a bitter feud with the several Princess Consorts in the Royal Palace; even when she found out it was Consort Yan who had schemed against her, using her to bear a child, she didn't think of letting Consort Yan die.
