"Consort Jing, is she the return gift you are offering me?"
"She was once defeated by me, in the past, now, and certainly in the future!"
"Since you wish for Consort Jing to court death, I shall unapologetically take her life!"
Empress Gu turned immediately, confronting His Majesty Fu Aotian, "Your Majesty, Consort Jing, already guilty, why is she here? Is Consort Jing openly defying the imperial edict?"
Consort Jing smiled warmly at Empress Gu, "Empress, are you in good health? As a sister, I am here by His Majesty's verbal decree, returning specially from Jingan Temple, merely to accompany His Majesty during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Could it be that the Empress is so petty as to not even allow this sister a brief moment with His Majesty?"
Empress Gu, with a cold face, pressed forward, "You, the daughter of a criminal, what right have you to be here? The sin of the witch's caldron, have you not come to your senses yet?"
