"Concubine, Concubine, there's movement at Qianqing Palace, movement!"
During the deep silence of the night at Yikun Palace, in a small chamber at its corner, Consort Hua, dressed in her magnificent attire, reclined leisurely on a soft couch. Beside her, there was a low table with several blossoming plum branches, radiantly beautiful. Consort Hua's hand, gloved with finger guards, brushed through the vibrant flowers, and suddenly, with a "snap," she broke off the thickest branch.
"Where is the Empress?" Consort Hua asked calmly, inhalng the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
"Jingren Palace has already been alerted. It is said that upon receiving the news, the Empress was furious, berating Supervisor Eunuch Li Liangdong on the spot..."
Consort Hua let out a light chuckle, dropped the plum branch from her hand, slowly rose from the couch, and languidly stretched, "Let us go see who dares to stir up trouble in the inner palace!"
