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Forget the throne, she and her child didn't even have a chance at life!
At this moment, she couldn't even struggle anymore!
Consort Wan sat down on the ground listlessly, looking much more haggard.
Seeing her calm down, Ji Ruyan finally released her hand and then asked, "How did you get to know Pei Xi in the first place?"
"I..."
Just as Consort Wan started to speak, as if remembering something, she closed her mouth again.
Ji Ruyan squatted in front of her, lifted her chin with her hand, and said earnestly, "Look at me! As long as you tell the truth, I promise to ensure the wealth and prosperity of your Yu Clan! Even if your son isn't the emperor, he can still enjoy the status of a prince!"
Under Ji Ruyan's promise, Consort Wan began to sorrowfully recount the events from seventeen years earlier.
Turned out, at that time Pei Xi was a hostage in Siyou Country, while Consort Wan had already entered the palace as a concubine, albeit one of low rank, merely a Noble Lady.
